Our new wrap around trex deck, which we spent way too much money on, gave us a magnificent view of the fireworks.

When it first got dark, I started thinking about the tens of thousands of dollars being blown up (not counting the professionals on the butte.) Then the hundreds of thousands of dollars. Then the millions of dollars. Just in this little town.

Why do we need musical accompaniment to the fireworks? Can't we be patriotic without the soundtrack? I like Jimmy Hendrix's Banner as much as the next guy, but let the fireworks be.....

The Mountain Gate developers are telling us that, unless we approve what they want, they just might build what we don't want. Which is a bit like saying, if you don't let us fart all we want, we'll poop on your floor. Charmed, I'm sure.

If there was any justice, they'd be bitch slapped out of town.

It's also interesting to me how the same names come up whenever this kind of stuff happens. I first knew this town was in big trouble when the Riverhouse basically paved over the river by building on both sides of what used to be my favorite fishing hole. If I remember correctly, they also paid some fines for cutting down trees next to the river. (Opps! here's some money. Fuggit about it...)

The Riverhouse was also in litigation with the city over the convention center. If I remember rightly, Evert pretty much pulled the same trick; "let us build what we want, or we might build what you don't want."

Same guy. Same trick.