Sounds of the Fourth

It is Monday, July 4th, 2005. The time is 1:36pm. I have spent the last two hours lying in the grass beside my house. Here is a list if the sounds my neighborhood makes on Independence Day:
*R&B music. From every car that drives by. Also wafting across the street from my neighbor’s boombox.
*Squirrel’s having a blowout battle in the tree alarmingly close to my lawn chair. Chatter and creaking branches.
*Nuts from said tree falling alarmingly close to me and making a great “tap-tap” sound as they hit the fence and sidewalk.
*Occasional “pre-ejac” bottle rockets and snappy-thing firecrackers.
*Parents hollering at kids.
*Kids hollering at each other.
*Train whistles.
*Fighter jets (maybe from a holiday airshow? I hope??)
*Light traffic on MLK.
*”How you doing?” from the people who walk by.
*”Alright. How are you?” from me.
*”I’m alright!”
*Birds.