A recent trend among nearly all the men I know is to travel across the border into a neighboring state to purchase illegal fireworks. (Why this is allowed is beyond me...) Anyhoo, most of these intelligent, together men turn into grunting, giddy school boys at the prospect of blowing up things. (Me man, me like big bang)
My husband waxes nostalgic when talking about his childhood on the lake sticking firecrackers into the mouths of dead fish, tin cans, the water, whatever, and watching them blow up. A few years ago we attending a 4th of July party that disintegrated into a roman candle war among the men in the back yard as the women and children ran for cover inside the house. Again, these are smart men (usually) and no, we never attended that particular party again.
On top of the craziness these fireworks induce, they are EXPENSIVE! I've seen guys complain about the price of a beer in a restaurant then go blow $500 on boxes of explosives with crazy names and be proud as punch.
So, what is it with guys and fire? Do you partake in the illegal fireworks game of sneaking over the border? I have very few male readers (raise your hand ConstantComplainer) so it's up to us to figure this one out. I just gotta know, because I'd rather drive on downtown and see a nice, safe fireworks display put on by trained professionals then spend that $500 on...um...10 pairs of shoes, 5 massages, 16 pedicures, 100 gin and tonics, 10 nights of babysitting, 2 nights in a nice hotel...what would YOU do with the $500?