Drive-By Patriotism.

The only people dumb enough to light firecrackers on July 3rd are drunk, and that’s kind of natural selection, so I’m okay with it.

But I’ve got a dog that’s supposed to remain immobilized, and explosions drive animals nuts, so you catch my drift.

It only encouraged my more grownup celebration: barbecue in the afternoon, then a movie, then dinner at Laurel Hardware. Man, you can get a great table on a holiday, then catch some amazing fireworks alongside the freeway the entire ride home. See above. I like LA. Happy 6th.