And by "F", I mean "fireworks". My last post was about tastefully done fireworks...hours after posting it, I experienced some distasteful light displays...at 2:45 AM! 

For no logical reason, Lalo's, the restaurant across the street from my apartment, decided to let off a series of fireworks from their roof in the wee hours of the morning. I was wrenched from my sleep by what sounded like the kick off of World War III.  Because of my fateful location on the 17th floor, the explosions were happening only a few feet from my bedroom window.

If this display could have happened around 9:30 or 10PM when all the other fireworks were going off, it would have been awesome. Noisy, but still cool to be so close to the action.  At 3 in the morning, not so much.

Lalos...you are on my bad list. I will accept some of your overpriced cheese and spinach quesadillas on the house as compensation for my pain and suffering. Oh! And one of your mango margaritas...