Rockets' red glare

I just came back from the greatest fireworks show ever put on. It was phenomenally arranged, creative, musically synchronized, and elicited awe from the 600,000 folks who came from near and far to see Boston's show.

Earlier in the day, I had a great time in New Hampshire at a multi-church picnic, where IR reader DJN, myself, and our 11-year-old pal Day had loads of fun soaking each other and others with water balloons and ambushing people and dragging them into the water. Really a great time. Lots of ultimate frisbee, sun, hot dogs, and lemonade. Now I'm sweaty and salty beyond belief, my feet are excoriated, I'm chafing and sore, and I've had an awesome day.

The best things in life are free.