...methinks I'm grumpy today:
Watching the hordes of tourists last night, knock over my plants, trip and land on their faces, bring their dogs to the center of the fireworks universe (so that when the poor pups bolt out of fear, I and my neighbors get the pleasure of finding them the next day), and then shooting illegal fireworks that caught a local boating business on fire. All before 10pm. Yea. I love the drinking masses.
My neighbor and I have taken to standing on the street curb, loudly talking w/ lots of florid language to scare away the visitors. It worked on the 2 young women who'd taken up camp on the grass, snacking on their rice crispy treats in tupperware.