Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Man's number one holiday is the 4th of July. It is the greatest of all days because it's devoted to the grilling of meat and to blowing things up. This Fourth was, for me, a bit subdued. Me and the sig-O watched the firworks from the roof of our building in Brooklyn (the manliest borough in New York). We could see ten big displays plus a lot of illegal ones. They were grillin in the park, and the scent of roasted flesh filled the air. It even over powered the scent of hores shit from the stables (not easy to do on a hot summer day). Explosions and grilling. Manly bliss!