Are we enjoying the silly storyline? I know there’s not much outdoorsiness at the moment.
I had help, plotting this bit. Ronnie Filyaw, who creates the webcomic ‘Whomp’, and I had adjoining tables at Charlotte HeroesCon. Ronnie was kind enough to bat ideas back and forth until this story arc shaped up.
Also, if you’re in the U.S., Happy Fourth of July! Ring a bell, any bell, at 2 pm. Pass the word.
If you’re not in the U.S. Happy fourth of July. Make of it what you will. Shoot rockets anyhow, if you have the chance.
If North Korea launches more rockets, I’ll shoot at those.
No, wait, he’s on to us! Aughhhh!
Oh man, there is a body waiting for a dumpster (Hubris has many brotherly plans on Paste right now, none of them good…)
Wanting to bet Paste gets put in a large pet carrier and air freighted back to mom? That would be the mildest thing passing through Hubris’ head right now.
There *IS* jerking Lowell’s chain but this is past the bounds….
Ring those bells. I still remember sitting post 9-11 in a major military town and listening to them practice on the artillery range and run some fighter jets overhead…. then a few days later finally seeing some commercial jet contrails again. Life goes on.
Ring them bells, is it 2pm eastern or 2 pm your time zone?
Jerking Lowell’s chain is one thing but Hubris spend the night in his front lawn in a sleeping bag… Meaning, his chain is just as jerkable
I can side with Hubris on the sleeping bag incident. I just had a (body part) busting weekend, dead tired, and nobody will tell me what’s going on. Fine, I will just park right here then and sleep and deal with after some SLEEP.
I live in Hawaii. There are no private fireworks. Hawaii stole my freedom.
Happy 4th to everyone else!
Hmm. No fireworks. I guess they figure a big honkin’ volcano burping an island chain into the ocean is fireworks enough?
I could maybe set you up on Skype with hanging a vid/mike out my window this evening. This town loves their fireworks and I have a couple of serious-indulgers within a good rock toss. I’d love to trade you for the evening KNO3, just to have some peace and quiet….
FeelinForYa, sigh. Thank you but no. Word of advice though. Never, ever, trade away your freedom. No matter how small, no matter how big.
You kinda die a little inside, sometimes you don’t notice it. Sometimes it really hurts.
So you have to fight for you freedoms. Every last one. Especially the freedoms you lost.
Depending on whether we are on red flag burn ban and the county decided that no fireworks that year (we’ve had years they could sell them but not set them off in city limits, and some years nada… they were almost banning people with thick glasses as a fire hazard-the sun could start a fire) is whether or not we have fireworks that year. A few years ago we were so dry that we feared thunderstorms as the lightning could set off more fires and we wouldn’t get enough rain to matter… I respect your right to your fireworks, legally, in season and time; last night was pretty spectacular. I noticed that the two bracketing neighbors cleaned up the warzones today; good neighbors.
I come from a heavily military family; some enlisted, some drafted; had I not been so blind by their standards I’d be a few years from a career retirement (and spent many years in the sandbox). I know what freedom can cost. I’m a boomer, I remember Civil Rights too… let’s not forget 🙂
I agree on most of your points. I too come from a military family, and I was taught that you fight for freedom. Wrenched or not, little or big and for lost freedoms as well.
Fighting for freedoms you don’t care for is especially important because they are most easily lost.
Yeah, and I live in the Democratic People’s Republic of Hawaii. We lost tons of freedoms long ago, one by painful one. Sigh.
Oh the fireworks ban went into effect on 2011 and is still there. See in Hawaii this is how things work. Big guys can do fireworks while the little guys cannot. Little guys get property taxes raised on them, while hotels and a few big guys do not. I could go on.
Yes I know that. We had a new face here wanting to run for our rep for state legislature. I told him carefully about what was the most important on my mind; then said these words: You are but one in some hundreds, I hold little hope you will be able to do anything at all. GOOD LUCK in getting some people, enough people, on your side and getting something done. I vote, but knowing those odds, we need more than luck.
It just isn’t Hawaii where the taxes are inequal and just getting worse. Trust me on that.
It would be nice if they could arrange an eruption of Kilauea on July 4.