New Year Old Zih

After a good 20-25 minutes of ear-splitting fireworks that kept starting back up just when we thought they were over, most of the downtown revelers went home shortly afterward. We could make out a few gunshots here and there. After all the hype about security I don't believe we saw any police. They disappeared, too. And when things finally quieted down, some peckerhead on the beach in front decided he'd just toss petardos (big firecrackers that are supposed to be banned) pretty much all night long. Made me have terrible thoughts about how to stop him, but we can't be offing tourists celebrating Año Nuevo so like every year I just grit my teeth and bear it, and next thing ya know it was daybreak.

The beach was littered with wounded warriors as the sun rose. Some asleep. Some just barely clinging to life. Some rubbing sore places. Had to bite my tongue to keep from wishing some of them "FELIZ ANO", yeah, with an N. Use your imagination. Yes, I'm bad.

Someone apparently untied the skiff used by the pier workers and it washed ashore on top of a plastic chair the construction crew used to tie yellow tape to restrict access to the area. Someone must've tossed the chair into the water. Bummer.

Except for some college football, today will be spent mostly taking it easy with the high energy grandson and saint of a wife.