Rhythm and Booms

When I lived in Madison, the biggest event of the year was the 4th of July fireworks festival: Rhythm and Booms. I hated the name, and after attending, wasn't convinced it was worth all of the bru-ha-ha that it got. Music set to the fireworks. The lamest part? It wasn't even on the 4th, it was on one of the bordering weekends. No good.

However, now, nearly eight years later, I still inadvertantly, think "Rhythm and Booms" when I think of the 4th of July. As husband and I were just talking about the 4th, I almost turned and said "What do you want to do for the Rhythm and Booms?" I am glad I caught myself, because I know what he would have said and it would have been something like, "Maybe we can make our own, baby!" and then for the entire next week he would be singing the song "Business Time" or whatever that damn song is, with Rhythm and Booms, mixed in just to bug me.