QUOTE(Grits @ Jul 4 2013, 10:42 PM)

It turned out to be a sunny day in Grits world after all. Spent a few hours by someone else’s pool, grilled burgers, caught some fireworks on the way home. Then watched more fireworks from the driveway for about half an hour since it seems that all of our neighbors are pyromaniacs.
I got some more details about the cancelled party. These folks have a blowout every year in their gigantic yard. They live way out in the country next to what used to be a crayfish farm. Or crawfish depending on your origin. (I’ve noticed all of the ponds but never knew their original purpose.) Well anyway it seems that when the crayfish farmer moved on he left the critters behind or maybe they escaped. How they got loose is a matter of speculation. The point is that under pretty much the friends’ entire property are thousands and thousands of crayfish burrows.
This is not usually a problem. I mean, I’ve spent many happy hours there (some sprawled in the grass) and never noticed a thing. But there’s been a lot of rain lately, and a lot of flooding. I guess the little guys climb out and go looking for love when their burrows flood. That would be something to see.
BWAAHAA! I really think those weathermen were just flexing their muscles, trying to prove they could disrupt a major holiday by scaring us, lol.

I had to find something apropos to go with that story, lol.
Hope everyone's Fourth was Awesome (mine wasn't, lol).
What a few people on here already know is that (despite fireworks are illegal here) our neighborhood gets into a battle every 4th for the best fireworks display.
My husband loads up on an armory full of fireworks and Budweiser beer and sets up in our yard directly across from where our neighbors behind set up their display - about 2 acres between them. The neighboring Cop on the corner (about 7 acres away) has joined the competition, and has tried to outdo us - he was getting close last year to being in the running.
Well, my husband hits the beers plenty before darkness falls and he can start setting off these bags and bags full of rockets (etc) he gets. Drinking beer and setting up fireworks displays is not the best combination, (or my husband is just uncoordinated with gunpowder, not sure which) - and every year something happens.
One year he thought up trying to set off a bottle rocket in an empty Budweiser can. The impact tipped the can over and all our guests were chased through the yard by the bottle rocket.
One year he set off a rocket and tripped over the board, knocking the trajectory so it nose-dived into the neighbors roof and then went "KABOOM!" The fireworks were like a giant sparkler coming out the ass end of the rocket. The roof was damp, (thank goodness), but the next day we could see the bright orange body of the rocket wedged neck deep in the man's roof. We had to pay repairs.
Another year my husband had the bright idea of using a sparkler to look inside a huge bag of fireworks and see what was in it. We could hear our neighbor in the back laughing when the bag caught on fire and fireworks started blowing in every direction. Dogs were barking and yelping, running for shelter; cats inside and out were getting under cover.
We still have holes in our siding all down that side of the house, and a dent in the shower where a rocket is still stuck in the wall on that side of the house. I was afraid the house would burn to the ground.
So when the weathermen cancel 4th of July, they are killing our neighborhood's entertainment for the year - my husband's big show, lol.