I don't know about my fellow Muses, but I very much doubt I'll get any writing done today. And while writing is pretty much my favorite thing to do, it always falls below family. And in my neck of the woods, the 4th is reserved for family, barbecues, and leaving the Earth with several more dents than it had the day before.
To those who celebrate the 4th: be safe, have fun, and blow shit up. Tomorrow, real life resumes.
Unless you're the Mythbusters.