How do you like my firework impersonation?

Happy 4th, America! 233 years ago on this very day in Philadelphia, The Declaration of Independence was signed, and now look at where we are!

Or.... not....

I'm not going to go blaming any president who either increaced the national debt by 700 billion or, for god's sake, over one trillion, but it's a time for us Americans the sit back, eat some Hebrew Nationals, drink coke straight from the 2 liter bottle, and illegally fire off fireworks in your backyard (the best ones around here are from New Hampshire).

But this has been a really good Independence Weekend. I made a little cash busking, but not that much (only 26 dollars during 2 days. I've seen some that get hundreds of bucks for their shows). I got a wicked bad burn, but I found my phone which was missing for a month.

I'm really sad that Billy Mays died. Sure, he was a pretty big dick on Pitchmen, but he was an American icon. I shed a tear every time one of his commercials comes on.

Well, that's all I have to say for now. I'll have more coming as I go to art camp later this month.