Independence Day — a time to reflect on the founding of our great nation by eating burned hot dogs and blowing shit up.
I love fireworks, always have. As a kid I opened my very first bank account for the purpose of saving up for the Fourth of July and, admittedly, to set some money aside in the event that KISS released another live album.
When the big day came my parents took me to one of South Carolina’s many fireworks stands, and I dropped the whole wad on firecrackers, bottle rockets, smoke bombs, Roman candles — the whole bit.
My fondness for blowing shit up didn’t end with childhood, either. As a college kid I worked at a fireworks stand one summer, which led to piling hundreds of dollars worth of sparkly, boomy things onto a raft and setting the night on fire. I wrote a story about that night.
The magic of the holidays eventually fades, though. No matter how in touch we may be with the kid inside, the simple truth is that the day comes when we must put away childish things.
Or does it?
This week you must choose between two of childhood’s most colorful holidays. No cheating — no “I love both” or “I’ll dress like a Roman candle” — you must choose and then defend your choice in the comments section below. Failure to do so will result in an M-80 in your home plumbing.
Would you rather enjoy:
– An evening of Independence Day fireworks, or
— A night of Halloween candy gathering?
Answers must fit inside a trick-or-treat bag, and come on people: Let’s make Laura B. proud.
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