Usually, I spend the 4th drinking hard from 9 am and blowing shit up, but I’m trying to quit drinking and the fire danger is high in my area, so this year I’m going to settle for working and avoiding the outside as much as possible.
However, one tradition that I recently picked up for myself is an annual watching of 1776, a fine film in which Mr. Feeny is history, rather than teaches history.
So, I guess what I’m saying is, here is a half-ass blog post full of clips from 1776.
Before you ask, yes, yes I was insufferable on my trip to Philadelphia last summer.