Linux, musical road-dogging, and daily life by Paul W. Frields
Glory day.

Glory day.

Yesterday was a pretty good day for me, dad-wise. I took Evie to see “Wall-E,” which, as has been noted everywhere, was completely charming and wonderful. In other words, pretty much de rigeur for the wonderful folks at Pixar.

In the evening I carted her over to the Y, because their site has a great view of the fireworks happening at the nearby park, without all the attendant parking problems. Well, actually it was pretty darn crowded, but we got there very late. As a result we came to a stop alongside some already parked cars, which turned out to be a great choice.

The fireworks were loud and actually very good! Evie had a great time seeing her first “live” fireworks, and we both appreciated the loud explosions and the many interesting shapes. (I love the cubes and have been googling around trying to find out how they’re made, but I’m nearing the end of my desire to be at the keyboard today on a holiday weekend — links appreciated.)

After the fireworks ended we were able to pile back in the van and get back home in a matter of minutes. Then the wife and I unwound with a cocktail and another 40 minutes of catchup on Lost S3. Exciting day, no. But fulfilling, yes.