Column: Fireworks Season

I'm most likely way in the minority on this one, but probably my least favorite two weeks of the year are what I like to call "fireworks season".

It's the time of the year where stands come out on seemingly every street corner, and I'm jolted out of a slumber multiple times a night by fireworks. It's also a time of year my two cats start to hide and act really weird from all the ridiculous noise.

I'm all about the United States of America and certainly about people making money-selling fireworks, but I really just wish everyone would save it for the 4th of July. For one day I wouldn't care if...