I don’t get it. So you’re saying that when I said I was going to start posting on a Monday/Wednesday/Friday rotation, you thought that meant I was posting a blog every Monday, Wednesday and Friday?
Clearly, we have communication issues.
And in the interest of breaking free from my passive-aggressive behavior, I will simply tell you that is precisely why we will never work out.
Luckily, now that I’ve had the holiday weekend to cool down and get myself back to neutral, I’m ready to talk to you again.
As you may or may not know, it was the 4th of July on Sunday. As you also may or may not know, it is my second favorite holiday despite the fact that it always lets me down either in quality of company or the always-anticipated- but-never-welcomed raping of my eardrums by the Neil Diamond sky concert. Either way, I still dig it.
Crackly sunburnt foreheads. Watermelon. People blowing up illegal stuff. Shirtless men holding a Bud Light while grilling an assortment of mystery proteins on their front porches. Apple pie. Coolers everywhere. A general sense of gratefulness bestowed upon our military. It’s as if the country gets one giant free pass to be a hillbilly.
That being said, my 4th of July celebration was pretty typical:
1. I ate Mexican food.
2. I wandered around a cemetary in search of the archaeologist that discovered King Tut’s tomb.
3. I busted into an abandoned house while on an aimless photo-taking drive.
Thinking back on it now, I might have thought it was Halloween.
You can check out the Creepy Abandoned House Part 1 pics here. Part two coming soon!
Those pictures are beautiful, and I would’ve loved to see what else was in the basement! We broke into an abandoned house one time, but it was at night, and after hearing a few noises, we RAN. Hahah.
My weekend was relatively normal. Fireworks almost burned me to death when our boat accidentally drove RIGHT UNDERNEATH THEM. I got sunburnt again.
Damn that house is spooky. I imagine really terrible things that have happened there. Maybe because I’m reading Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.
Because I’m a racist (calm down, it’s post-modern and cheekily ironic when I hate) belated 4th of July good wishes. Have a laugh…..it’s good will they say……..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lyHSjv9gxlE
*puts down papers about Gramsci’s cultural hegemony as has viewed the sketch before*
He and ha and hee you may say. Now, of course I like LOTS of American things. Oh I don’t know, er, for instance, if I came across an abandoned and spooky house, I’d know everything would be okay if I had my food obsessed Great Dane with me called Scooby. How apt. Thnx America…….er, and I suppose Denmark if we’re handing out credit to everyone involved here. And why not Spain? It means ‘land of rabbits’ so I can’t see how we can’t really.
If you haven’t told Batman already, be careful of the King Tut curse (by proxy, I guess, who knows how these things work?). One guy in the original excavation team lived well into his old age everyday under that horrible curse while most others died form it. Oh hang on, how does that wor……………………….
Pretty amazing, day I do say!
Love the photos.
And, speaking of hillbillies…I had no idea how hick the state of Maryland is in many parts (discovery from this past weekend’s family roadtrip. Oh joy…).
Have a good one, Brit
Okay, weird. I’m just reading this for the first time and my latest post mentions watermelon along with a random list of summer-type things. Get out of my brain! [or, since your post was before mine, I should get out of yours?]
you passive aggresive mexican eating tomb loving ninny!
xo
Forget posting on M-W-F….responding to comments once or twice a week would be nice.
Didn’t you hear that King Tut had a…ahem…tiny ‘ween? Would you STILL have been looking for him had you known??? 😉
I had Chinese food on the fourth and listened to the fireworks outside while watching a TV show about Texas High School Football. I may or may not have been wearing patriotic underwear and a wifebeater at the time, fulfilling the whole “hillbilly” thing.
Where is that creepster house? I’m surprised it is not a meth and/or rape lair.
What did Neil Diamond ever do to you?!?!?! That being said…you should know that I also hate Neil Diamond. Tho, I won’t admit it in public, because thats socially unacceptable.
You’re so cute 😉
EVERYBODY- Bearman is picking on me AGAIN!! Give him dirty looks!
I’ll be over here crying in the corner.
And by “America” you really meant “Denny.”
I know how you operate 😉
You are so right! It is America’s excuse to go redneck. Lighting things on fire, grilling random cuts of meat, wearing all versions of wife beater tees, our nation becomes a sea of Jethros.
On another note, I love your photography. I’m trying to get back with the blogging program as well. Consistency has not been my forte of late either.
Your photography is BRILLIANT, girl!
I love how you framed and distressed them.
Oooo….and I also enjoy walking through abandoned houses. There’s something so scarily enticing about it. BOO!
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@ blunt delivery:
Now everyone is wondering why you responded to my comment but not theirs.
ooh, ooh, ooh, a free hillbilly pass I need one of those for my shirtless, 60 something, lawn mowing neighbor. Don’t get me started on his grilling habits.
I worked my fingers to the bone for the holiday. The 4th is usually my favourite holiday since people are giving me money rather than the other way around. Unfortunately, there wasn’t much fun having with all the working.
This sounds like a fabulous way to spend July 4th! I bet there wasn’t a crowd in sight.