It's like friggin' WWIII out there

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Last year at this time we were moving in to the box. The heat was stifling, we were dead tired. We didn't have the energy to bother going to see any fireworks. About the same situation as today, 'cept we didn't have to scamper out of our airconditioned paradise to explosives lobbed in the air. The normal staccto of gunfire (kidding!) has been overwhelmed by the sight and sound of bottle rockets and roman candles spewing fire all around the neighborhood. I half expect to walk out to a burned out shell where my car used to sit when I leave for work tomorrow.