independence day

as i was thinking of a title for this blog, it's sad to say, but it hit me that the 4th of July means no more to me than fireworks. "independence day"...i feel so far removed from the actual celebration of this day that i don't even think about it anymore...i just see colorful explosions in the sky and hear a bunch of cheering. isn't that the way we do? ...build something up so much that it actually strips away the original meaning and creates something of empty hype?

just my thoughts as i type this. it didn't even occur to me on the actual day to celebrate freedom, but here's a picture of the fireworks from where i stood. there were thousands of people crowded on the FDR highway and intersecting streets (23rd through 42nd i believe) in nyc to watch the macy's fireworks show. i only showed up about 20 minutes before it started, so i got a view behind a building, and the fireworks i actually saw were only the ones on the fringe of the main show =) but that's ok. it was raining right up until the start of the show then it suddenly quit. crazy.