my name is fish

i wrote the title of the last blog entry (don't read this if your name starts with a triangle) to be funny, because who's name starts with a symbol (okay, except for prince)? well, as it turns out, mine starts with a fish. and no, i am not the child of a celebrity. msn discovery kids lets you write things in egyptian. ah, the rosetta stone at work.

sunday is fourth of july, celebrating 228 years of independance. go usa. i love the barbeque and fireworks, but the best part is being with people. the most depressing fourth of july is spending it alone, which i have done. (sentimental alert) personally, i think that this, not valentine's day, is the most romantic holiday. not that i have ever spent it with anyone, but it seems like it would be. two people, cuddling on a blanket together, maybe some wine, and the fireworks exploding overhead in brilliant colors. either alone, or surrounded by other people; there is just something magical about it that stirs me deep inside and i always wish that i had someone to share it with. i actually think that new year's is quite romantic, as well, for the same reason. however, i do not want to be proposed to at either event. let's just enjoy the night and enjoy being with each other. the proposal should be followed by its own fireworks.

the best firework show, i must say, was not on the fourth, but rather the display i saw a month ago on sword beach in normandy. my favorite fireworks are the bright gold ones that fizzle as they fall back to earth, and the ones that don't do much at first but then suddenly shimmer after expanding.