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Journal of No. 118


July 5th, 2007

Fire @ 01:21 pm


Survived another Fourth of July party at our place. Since it was a work-night, I tried to keep the gathering small (so I hope you will pardon me, dear reader, if you were not invited). We were graced by Becca's twin sister (and later by her husband) who helped out with some of the preparation, but I was already hot and tired before the first wiener was sizzling.
I grilled a bunch of sausages and hotdogs and a couple steaks before I punted the grilling duties, just before people got down to some serious s'mores making. I hit the poker table, and I managed to come out 70 cents ahead, mostly due to calling notjenschiz' all-in bluff at the end. aaronjv was the big winner of the night.
By then it was dark enough for fireworks, so we watched a ridiculous quantity of our own money go up in smoke. We also got the benefit of all the neighbors with their very very illegal airburst fireworks. This was the first time our Third of July Party was held on the Fourth, so this was the first time our friends got to see the craziness that is Inglewood on Independence Day. I got a good laugh when I mock-petulantly ordered everyone to stop looking at those other fireworks.
There was also plenty of Guitar Hero going on, and I got in for a few songs here and there.
And Aaron bust out some snapdragon to continue our fiery theme. I always pictured snapdragon with a shallow volume of flaming alcohol, but that wasn't good enough, so we thrust our hands into a deep volume of flaming liquid, snatching at... um... trail mix. No matter how many times Aaron forcibly told us to blow out the fire, I'm afraid the hind-brain wins every time: "My hand is on fire! My hand is on fire! Get the stinging fire bees off of me!"
I did manage to snatch a raisin from the fire and the loss of all hair on my right hand is a small price to pay.

In non-holiday news, Book Baron is shutting its doors in Anaheim. Starting today, books are 40% off. It'll be sad to see them go... just like all the other good used bookstores in Southern California.
 
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From:dustchick
Date:July 5th, 2007 10:32 pm (UTC)
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Thank you for the "Aaron didn't go up in flames on the Fourth"-update. I'm always worried about that. ;) Glad y'all had fun!
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From:popepat
Date:July 6th, 2007 02:01 am (UTC)
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Towards that end, I gave Aaron 2 dozen bottle rockets as he left the party. Since it was technically July 5th by then, I am SURE he didn't run off and light them somewhere...
From:aaronjv
Date:July 7th, 2007 11:18 am (UTC)
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I put the bottle rockets next to the (live) 12G shotgun shell (movie prop, I think it's 1/2 load) that's been sitting in the closet for...at least a few years.

Re: Snapdragon
I was actually more worried about slamming my fingers down to the bottom of the bowl in a violent attempt to grab some peanuts and breaking a bone (done that twice) then voluntarily searing my own flesh.
From:aaronjv
Date:July 7th, 2007 11:18 am (UTC)
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PS-Thanks for another wonderful party! I should have helped clean up more.
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From:popepat
Date:July 6th, 2007 01:53 am (UTC)
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My arm STILL smells like brimstone.
And it still aches from playing Gemini's rhythm guitar on Expert.
Plus I'm still laughing at the idea of Dagon telling me not to use my hands at the urinal...

Journal of No. 118