...booms the PA on a cop car at a 4th of July patron in sunny Pacific Beach.  Oh yea, and there's no drinking on the beach anywhere in San Diego anymore either.  The irony of celebrating the sovereignity of our country under the prohibitive semi-police-state was the only thing good about today.  Oh that, and for it, I am sober enough to blog to you about it.  I feel bad for the generations of young adults that will never experience the utter shit-house madness this place would be during the 4th of July festivities.  It was a canopy to canopy party.  Stop at any canopy to take a hit, do a keg stand, or a body shot.  It'd be so packed, you wouldn't be able see the water from 30 feet away from it.

c'est la vie.