
So it's been a great Fourth here in the nation's capital city. Tornado warnings, thunderstorms, and Mall evacuations, but the celebration is still going on. As I type, there are about eight different fireworks celebrations visible from my friend's building's roof, just barely peeking out above the tops of the trees every once in a while. One of the cooler moments to be living in D.C., eh? Also as I type, incredible amounts of people are fleeing the Mall toward the nearest Metro stop. Oy vey, I'm glad I'm not all up in that right now for sure.
I spent the day at the in-laws' house eating hot dogs and throwing over-chewed tennis balls to Red's dog, in between dodging the rain every hour or so. I got home just in time to watch A Capitol Fourth on WETA, and am now tapping my feet along to the piccolo solo in Stars & Stripes. (As an aside, was it just me or was Bebe Neuwirth's performance really scary? Yikes. The vibrato and the cackle at the end of All That Jazz, people. Double yikes. And surprising but nice that Tony Danza was better. And I totally missed that Hayden Panettiere was a singer before now? Good grief.) Altogether a very nice way to spend a July 4th.
Before I return to working on the stuff for my press deadline, I'd like to give a shout out to Dr. Mudslide, my buddy and regular commenter, who is not having such a great 4th: she's recovering from appendicitis in the hospital, and I'd like to wish her a very speedy recovery. Much love, girl, and I hope I can come up to visit tomorrow or Friday!!!!
*Photo by Thom Watson from Flickr. Used by attribution under Creative Commons license. Some rights reserved.
