The American Caliban (substitute) wrote,
The American Caliban

Plus, I still have that Bee Gees song in my head.

After a pleasant meal of spaghetti & turkey meatballs and a green salad with gordonzola [sic] cheese and tomatoes, I'm relaxing as I listen to the neighborhood freakin' explode. It gets louder every year. The mortars have moved east of the Boulevard finally and I also heard gunfire, which is not cool.

Either that or someone has designed a set of firecrackers that sounds exactly like a .30 caliber semiautomatic rifle emptying a five round magazine. It certainly got my attention.

I missed the City of Irvine's Summer Series beginning with a bang! The advertisement promised that "Fireworks, music by the Kingston Trio, and a Pat Sajak narration of 'Casey at the Bat' headline the event." Pat Sajak reading "Casey at the Bat"? PAT SAJAK? When Harry Shearer did his version of Kato Kaelin and John Tesh performing "Peter and the Wolf" it was supposed to be a joke, not a model for future entertainment. Yow. Ideally the Kingston Trio and Mr. Sajak would be attached to a gigantic rocket and forced to perform "Oh Susanna" while being fired into Modjeska Canyon at tremendous speed, but Irvine never really had that kind of spark.

Last night I dreamed about the cobbler Bethya made yesterday.
Tags: fear, food, fourth of july, holidays, pat sajak
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