Okay, I’ll admit I’m a bit of a pyro. On the 4th of July, I’m the first one to burn his hands, or accidentally set his shoe on fire (it doesn’t hurt if you put it out quick enough).

On Sunday I was in my wife’s hometown of Exeter, NE, and I got to watch the volunteer fire and rescue team burn down a house as a practice exercise. It was pretty nice, since I got to sit in my pajamas and watch the whole thing from the breakfast table.

If it hadn’t been so cold, I would probably have gone outside to get some better angles, but I was comfortable and there were doughnuts within arms reach, so I resisted the temptation.

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