Our fireworks evening was a great success, which can be attributed mainly to our sticking with some lame 4ft high fountains, crackers and smoke bombs, and letting the neighbors provide the rockets. Which were loud and many. Our neighborhood was lit up as well as any public show, minus the nasty and probably unsafe fairground. The kids were excited and probably had their latest night ever.

It was all WIN!

And then, this morning, as oil starts to wash inland in Lousiana and the first oil balls wash up on Texas shores, comes news of this:

Seems like some of those BP losers thought they were still playing that old game from their childhood, complete with chump change oil cleanup bills.

Well, well. How about that then.