Happy 4th of July

Tonight I feel independent not only from those damn oppressive Brits, but also from work, a reliable internet connection, and good weather (not all happy freedoms). Todd and I made our way to Williamsburg to see the city's fire works from the Brooklyn side of things, which equals twice in only a week that I've left the island. I've become one of those people who now considers it a big trip to leave Manhattan, which I recognize as both ridiculous and funny. Brooklyn treated us ok, though. The weather on the Brooklyn side of the East River was just as dreary as it's been on this side, so we huddled under Todd's giganto umbrella for a while before the show actually started. It was never more than a heavy drizzle, but it was enough that we didn't want to stand there for an hour without a bit of protection. The fire works when they finally started were really good. Lots of loud booms, smoke, and razzle dazzle, just as you'd want from a good show.

How are you celebrating your independence?