Adventures in My Mind
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Dec 30, 2007
Happy New Year!
It's New Year's and time for fireworks in Pittsburgh. Actually any time is time for fireworks in Pittsburgh. As any Burgher can tell you, we get fireworks for any reason you can name.
If it's Tuesday, it's time for fireworks. If the Pirates win, it's time for fireworks. If the Pirates lose, it's time for fireworks. If some Yinzer spills his Ahrn on his Willie Parker jersey during a television time out at Heinz field, it's time for fireworks in Pittsburgh.
This Pittsburgh fetish for flying explosives is enough to make a guy sick of frickin' fireworks.
We won't be taking the Clan out this year so we'll probably just watch them on TV, flipping back and forth between them and the dessicated corpse of Dick Clark as he tries not to drool on Ryan Seacrest. Hopefully they'll spare us any more of the indignity of his barely audible whispers and rasps. Hint to ABC TV execs, the public doesn't want to see a stroke victim on their holiday specials, regardless of how beloved they might be. It's kind of a bummer.
Here's a question: When was the last year that Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve actually rocked? 1975? 1982? Has it ever?
Anyway, Happy New Year! May 2008 bring you joy and a few fireworks show. I know I'll have plenty!
4 Comments | Link to this post posted by Teddy 11:52 PM
