Friday my friends and I all gathered at my parents' house outside of Lincoln for some good ol' fireworks-related fun. As they say, there's no better way to celebrate your country's independence than by blowing up a piece of it. I had drove to Missouri a few weeks prior and picked up a healthy amount of high quality, illegal (at least in Nebraska) fireworks to affirm that the show would be as spectacular as ever.

Among the arsenal: roughly 125 Artillery Shells, a roll of 16,000 firecrackers, a bunch of rockets, some other miscellaneous items, and a couple of these bad boys:

Sam's impromptu video of a M-80
 
All in all, there were only 2 fireworks-related incidents. Jon had some flaming debris land on him and Jake was hit in the hand by a bottle rocket. Not too bad, but I think I need to mix in more dangerous items for next year's display. I mean.. can you really have fun when there's little-to-no risk of mortal injury?
 
After the fireworks festivities, we all gathered around a campfire that my dad prepared. The fire was burning unnaturally bright and hot. Further inspection revealed that my dad had put a friggin' tire underneath all the wood. Nice, dad.
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"Tire Fire, 2007" as dubbed by Jake
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