on the aniversary of our nations birth, or something

so, it's the fourth of july. not really a big deal in my book, except for one thing- it's the one day a year i know i will be spending with erin.

this year, however, i'm spending time with her blog. on the surface, really, it doesn't seem like that big of a change. i get to hear (read...) her commentary on life, play the free-association game as she rambles, and all the while i can listen to music or watch tv. not that different, right? that's what i thought. but i was kind of wrong.

in an effort to distract myself, i decided i'd try to get out of the city. i was going to drive up to westchester and watch the fireworks in some little patriotic town where the fourth of july is actually a big deal. you head over to the town park with a blanket and maybe some grub, and lay down on the baseball fields with your friends or family or whomever. (i have no idea who that family is...) then there's like an hour of fireworks right above you. you look at the stars, and it's so peaceful, then the fireworks start up and it's magical. it's totally silent, and all of a sudden all you hear are the fireworks. all you see against the black sky are brilliant colors. it's less ostentatious than the macy's fireworks by far, but it's unmarred by the city lights. you can see why this would be an appealing summer night activity.

just to make sure i showed up on time, and that there were still fireworks at the town park, i went online to check. sure enough, there it was-- the schedule for the fireworks to celebrate our nation's independence from the tyrannical rule of king george. ...or some such nonsense. but wait. no. they're celebrating the day after independence day. july 5. what the fuck? that's ridiculous, right? i mean, i bet you think i even read the pdf wrong. but i didn't. see for yourself. i told you.

so no big deal. i'll go tomorrow. still get that magical experience. but i'm pretty much back at square one as far as hanging out with erin goes. my new plan? i'm not sure, but it will probably
involve malibu and dumb movies and laughter.
not so different after all, turns out...