Boom City (2006)
So, there is this place north of Seattle, near Tulalip, called Boom City. To get there, simply get off the I-5 at the casino and follow the signs. It's on the Indian Reservation and sells lots of fireworks ... not necessarily legal ones either.
So, we went up there with D, M, C, J&S from the boy's work place. And a couple friends of D's as well. C rode up with us in the truck. He didn't seem too enthused with the whole idea, probably wondering why we were dragging him so far north just for a big fireworks tent. But when we got there, man did his attitude change.
Boom City is laid out like a cross between a flea market and an old-world market, with people standing in their booths calling out to you. "We've got what you need!" "You like the look of this, sir? Well come on over, we can help you out, whatever you want, we've got!" Etc. I watched in amusement as the boys preceded to spend I estimate at least $500, maybe up to $1,000, in mortars, roman candles, and other goodness. My boy in particular secured his reputation as office pyro ... he brought his own zippo lighter, plus the butane refill canister, and had to stop and use it at least once. Hm, that sounds odd, doesn't it? You see, they have a test range at the place, and the boy grabbed a box of $15 mortars withing 5 minutes of being there and headed over to test them out.
Anyway, I just wandered around with my mobeus scarf, knitting away at it happily. I can knit without looking at what I'm doing, which is very nice for something moderately boring like this. Which drew some interesting comments from the vendors; apparently not too many people can walk and knit at the same time, and it seemed to impress people. ^_^
So, we went up there with D, M, C, J&S from the boy's work place. And a couple friends of D's as well. C rode up with us in the truck. He didn't seem too enthused with the whole idea, probably wondering why we were dragging him so far north just for a big fireworks tent. But when we got there, man did his attitude change.
Boom City is laid out like a cross between a flea market and an old-world market, with people standing in their booths calling out to you. "We've got what you need!" "You like the look of this, sir? Well come on over, we can help you out, whatever you want, we've got!" Etc. I watched in amusement as the boys preceded to spend I estimate at least $500, maybe up to $1,000, in mortars, roman candles, and other goodness. My boy in particular secured his reputation as office pyro ... he brought his own zippo lighter, plus the butane refill canister, and had to stop and use it at least once. Hm, that sounds odd, doesn't it? You see, they have a test range at the place, and the boy grabbed a box of $15 mortars withing 5 minutes of being there and headed over to test them out.
Anyway, I just wandered around with my mobeus scarf, knitting away at it happily. I can knit without looking at what I'm doing, which is very nice for something moderately boring like this. Which drew some interesting comments from the vendors; apparently not too many people can walk and knit at the same time, and it seemed to impress people. ^_^
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