Of soapboxes, fireworks and Facebook

Random thoughts at 3 a.m. when not sleeping:

   There doesn’t seem to be much going on in the neighborhood at 3 a.m. Of course, the Fourth of July is over, so no more firecrackers in the neighborhood at 3 a.m. Or midnight. Or 7 a.m.

If I sound bitter, it’s only because I am. I just don’t get what the thrill is of loud bangs. Beautiful, sparkly fireworks are wonderful. Loud explosions are not.