I picked up some VERY LONG (almost 3 feet long) morning glories. If you don't know what a morning glory is... it's kind of like a sparkler, but with more oomph.
I set up the camera and was ready... in case something worth while happened...
|An apt expression of my |
My lip already trembling with disappointment... I lit it.
I lit it and there was much glee. There was colored fire, sparks and shooty-poppy-starbursty bits. It was... awesome.
No... wait... it' wasn't awesome... but all things are relative. After the disappointment of Fsssss...pop! and Whizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz and 4 second sparklers... this was awesome! Absolutely fantastic. It was as awesome as this:
I took some time lapse photos of the actual event. They... Like the morning glory, are amazing.
|Multi-colored fire and sparks.|
It was an amazing idea.
It was an idea of epicness.
It was the idea of a pyrotechnic god.
It was one of my worst ideas... I should have known better.
After I had gotten my pictures with the morning glory taken, I decided I was going to take the short lived, sad excuses for sparklers I had gotten the other day and burn them. I was going to light them and enjoy them... ALL AT ONCE.
It would be a fireball of EPIC PROPORTIONS.
And it was... it was exactly that - a fireball... Of. Epic. Proportions.
You see, these sparklers were all about 7 inches long. I grabbed them by the little handle-y bit in a big bundle and lit them...
|This is not a reenactment - this is the actual event.|
Fsssssssssss - KAFWOOSH!!!
I have no hair on the back of my left hand... at least on the back of my fingers. I have spots dancing in front of my eyes and the neighborhood smells of magnesium and gunpowder. My hand smells faintly of burning hair. There is a pool of ash in the parking lot and I almost had a frigging heart attack...
You know what?
IT WAS TOTALLY WORTH IT!
|And this is me totally satisfied.|