So what are those li’l red icons beside the three columns? teeny little firecrackers?
Yes.
why?
Might have something to do with the explosions out in the street that woke me up on Sunday eve about midnight. (I was still so exhausted from last years New Year’s Eve celebration that I dozed off a little early. . .)
cheers,
b
explosions? am I missing something? what explosions?
:cough: fireworks :cough: As in New Year’s Celebration. As in “big party”.
No, the world didn’t come to an end. This time either. Who’s on for next year?
jti, I think that firecrackers might have come to be associated with New Year’s Eve because it is a chinese custom to set off firecrackers at New Year celebrations, and in the USA, especially on the west coast, the Chinese cultural influence is noticeable. I have heard that Chinese firecrackers were traditionally used to scare away evil spirits.
learn something new every day - I’ve never associated fireworks or firecrackers with New Year’s. But if you guys say so…
I meant real explosions. Grenades. Bazookas. People running in terror. Oh, the humanity. That sort of thing. Doesn’t that happen everywhere?
Okay. Just kidding.
But there you go. I thought fireworks were everywhere. You’re not the only one to learn something new, JTI.
Cheers.
maybe it’s because where I live, it’s generally not comfortable being outside at midnight. This New Year’s Eve wasn’t too bad, around -20° Celsius, but we’d just come off a cold snap of -35° Celsius at nights for the ten days before Christmas.
I’d rather stay in and watch the ball drop on TV.
Hey jti, if you were watching the ball drop on TV, didn’t they show the fireworks celebration with it? New York supposedly had a big display. Not that I would know, I wasn’t watching.
well, you see, my New Year’s usually goes like this:
6:00 to 11:30 - go to friends’ house with the Beloved; supper with friends; visit with friends.
11:31 to 11:54 - drink champers with the Beloved and friends.
11:55 - someone says, “We should turn on the TV and see the ball drop.”
11:55 to 11:58 - turn on TV; frantically surf Canadian and American channels, looking for the Dick Clark and the ball.
11:59 - find channel with ball.
12:00 midnight - watch ball drop; say “Happy New Year;” kiss the Beloved.
12:01 - comment that there’s nothing on now but a bunch of drunken New Yorkers in Times Square - they look cold. Turn off TV.
12:02 - 1:00 - Drink more champers; driven home by the Beloved.
So even if there are fireworks after the ball drops, I’m not likely to see (or remember).