Like the sun, it’s impossible to look away from the annual Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating contest. What makes it better/worse is that Shane and Stacey have a HUGE amazing TV, and it makes all those hot dogs seem like they’re only a few feet away.
In the garage, Shane has… a few fireworks.
A few more fireworks. It’s hard to know which one is the better name: Invasion of Normandy or Evil Rules.
300 Shot Saturn Missile Battery.
A few roman candles.
A few more.
Jasmine’s house.
Liz is invited inside.
Everyone’s invited inside!
Shane, setting up the lawn stage for the fireworks.
Jasmine and my cousin Andrew.
Shane and Stacey had a bunch of their friends over, to celebrate the fourth. In addition to the cookout, we also did an impromptu (early) celebration of my sister’s birthday.
