Oh, Sandy, the aurora is rising behind us

[austin_dern]

Panoramic view of the riverside near where Albino held its fireworks display. That's not anybody I know on the dock. To the right of the dock was a frog who was noisy enough before all the fireworks started.

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And that's what the fireworks looked like. I didn't realize there were people watching from their canoes at night, but I guess that worked out for them.

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And back at my parents-in-law they set off a whole mess of firecrackers in a tradition that is utterly alien to my way of thinking. I'm not saying it's wrong. I'm just used to not making things explode.

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Is my humor blog on your Friends page? It could be. Go ahead and check. Is it on your RSS feed? I don't know, do we have RSS readers anymore? If you missed it all the past week, try this:

• iTunes, At Sixteen, this week's big piece and a peek ahead at the future of this sullen teenager software.
• Caption This: Forgotten In The Delta Quadrant, something you can't un-see from Star Trek: Voyager. That would be Ray Walston, playing an alien who's playing Ray Walston, Star Fleet Academy Gardener.
• Franklin P Adams: The Dictaphone Bard, some poetry dictated.
• Nothing Is Happening In Apartment 3-G Update: Did Something Happen in Apartment 3-G? The answer may surprise you! If Apartment 3-G can ever be said to surprise.
• The Worm In The Ear. Plus: Sock Simplicity Update. Just, you know, what's happening.
• Statistics Saturday: How Many Good Episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation I Figured There Were Versus Time. Look, it was very important in 1988 to insist that some of these episodes were good.
• Krazy Kat visits an Amusement Park, Chased By A Bull. From the 60s cartoons, although they're not bad ones to look at.
• The Origin Of The Specious, last week's major piece. It's about trivia, and why we have it.

As ever, thank you.

Trivia: No letters or journals of John Cabot's first, 1497, voyage to the new world survive (if any ever existed). Source: The Fourth Part of the World: The Race to the Ends of the Earth, and the Epic Story of the Map that Gave America its Name, Toby Lester.

Currently Reading: Austerity Britain, 1945 - 1951, David Kynaston.

Comments

[bunny-hugger.livejournal.com]

Come now, they weren't firecrackers; they were fountains.

[bunny-hugger.livejournal.com]

Although come to think of it, my father and I did throw bang-snaps at each other, so I guess that counts as firecrackers. (Austin said "I didn't know you and your father were both 12-year-old boys.")

[porsupah.livejournal.com]

Ooo, that second shot turned out rather well! That unearthly lighting's what it's all about, of course.

I am reminded of the timeless words of wisdom from the guru, "Celebrate the independence of your country by blowing up a small piece of it!" (Did I mention Simon Singh came to town a few months back, for a "Mathematics of the Simpsons" presentation?)

[austin-dern.livejournal.com]

I am, I admit, very unfamiliar with fireworks-related terminology. I haven't had the experience.

[austin-dern.livejournal.com]

Glad you like. I am a sucker for any kind of difficult lighting conditions, to the point that it' obvious I'm just looking for trouble.

You hadn't mentioned that about Simon Singh. Neat.