Felicity, Charles, and I celebrated Independence Day by watching Independence Day (dir. Roland Emmerich, 1996). We also took a trip to Meijer, went swimming, and watched Call of Cthulhu (dir. Andrew Leman, 2005), a modern silent film.

Charles and I didn't do our poems until Monday the 6th, and his quickly declined into a confused, Engrish gibberish. The Martin Balsam joke will make sense if taken with the Hitchcock haikus.