Here at the beach in LA, we don’t get nearly as festive on the 4th, opting instead to launch the fireworks at Christmas. And last night was our annual holiday festival, and it didn’t disappoint. Rick and I had a front-row seat for fireworks as big as a Pit Bull’s head.
The city really went typical balls-out, with a concert and what seemed to be about 100,000 tipsy people partying. In fact, our celebration has made to the finals in the Travel Channel’s “Christmas Showdown,” to compete to be named the best holiday festival in the nation. Our opponent: that’s right – Santa Claus, Indiana.
So suck it, Santa Claus, IN. May you choke in the big spot as bad as the Patriots. Oh, and Merry Christmas and peace on earth and all that.
