People in my neighborhood like fireworks a lot. And these aren't sparklers or the occasional bottle rocket. We're talking roman candles, flash bombs, things that fly higher than my house, things that continue exploding for about two minutes, things that sound like a serious firefight. And this isn't just in the park nearby -- in the middle of the street, on the sidewalk across from my house, on the next-door-neighbor's driveway, in the alley behind the house.... I feel like I should be in a foxhole.

If you don't hear from me, I've been hit. I'm going to go crawl under my bed with the cats now and wait for it all to be over.