My annual Fourth of July post
"I will but say I loved the old Fourth dearly
That threatened my survival each July;
But now it fades, and I remember merely
One bright balloon adrift in evening sky."
--Robert Hillyer.
Thanks to the Dread Disease, most if not all of our annual town celebration was cancelled. About the only thing I cared about was the evening fireworks display, which would have gone off a right treat this year; this year, unlike last year, the weather was clear. However, since we've re-legalized some fireworks in this state, a lot of people have been doing their own shows. I can't see them from where I am thanks to all the trees, but for most of the evening it's sounded like Sarajevo or Beirut at the height of the fighting.
The Census job looks like it's over. I was asked to send in the LiMA laptop they issued me, along with the phone and my badge. I'm not happy about this; they kept giving me conflicting news about what we were going to be doing. At one point they were saying the job might go on into October. I wouldn't have minded---the driving was a bit much-ish, but I was getting paid for my mileage and I like to work, at least when I'm getting paid.