. . . Tuesday July 5, 2005

An Ooh and an Aah (hold the uggh)

A funny thing happened on the way to the end of the Fourth of July weekend here in San Francisco.

We saw fireworks.

Any of you who were in town on vacation or are recent transplants from towns with a summer need to understand just how rare it is that we saw what we saw.

My usual Fourth of July consists of wrapping myself up in few layers of winter clothing, huddling with friends and family (and maybe a few props from Cheech and Chong’s 1978 classic Up in Smoke) and watching the fog glow.

But last night, the sky was alarmingly clear. My fellow observers were alternately amazed (imagine not seeing actual fireworks for about a decade – they’ve made some amazing advances) and horrified (at least one person uttered the phrase, “My god, it looks like they’re coming right at us.”).

The whole experience made me think of a moment in the movie Oh God, Book 2 (call it blue state religion) when George Burns explained that the bad things in life merely serve to make us appreciate the good ones all the more. And so it was out here in SF where what was likely a fairly average fireworks show looked to us like a live performance of Spielberg’s War of the Worlds.

Concentration is important!