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Junope. And yep.

So last year's Independence Day-saster (redneck neighbours in three directions, fireworks until midnight and beyond, having to ask my mom to rescue me so I wouldn't have a complete sensory breakdown)?

Fireworks are legal out here, too, but not within the city limits, so I thought maybe it'd be okay.

Nnnnope. They've been setting them off for four days straight, though tonight was the worst - it started around six, and by eight had ramped up so far Michael ended up calling the cops. Which I was not thrilled about, because Issues With Cops and not wanting the neighbours to know who ratted on them, but BOTH of us were having a panic attack. The jackasses across the street from us were doing basically every wrong thing with them you can imagine - inside city limits, letting their kids handle them, setting them off IN the street so that in one case, it fell over and shot off under the cars... (He was watching and taking pictures/video evidence through the window.) The cops made a two-car drive-by, but whoever they rolled up on said, "Nah, it's not us, it's someone else!", the cops went on their merry way, and they started right back up.

He called back for a follow-up, and that time, the officer came over to talk to us, so so much for anonymity. He was very nice and sympathetic about it, but it basically came down it, "We can't do much to help you, unfortunately. We have SO many problems around this holiday, because they're NOT legal, but all we can do is cite them and ask them to stop - we're not allowed to confiscate the fireworks, and most of them will just pay the fine so they can keep on going. The people you called us about may alredy have been cited tonight, in fact. They make us get hard evidence for even that much, like catching them IN the act of lighting it/setting it off, and since it's dark and they can just hold off if they see us coming..."

So, yay for nice cops, but boo for nice cops who aren't allowed to help the people they'd like to help. ~_~

We ended up doing a Wal-Mart run and driving around for a little while, and we even thought about going to the city-sponsored show over the river (because even though we're both bothered by the noise, what triggers it more with the "jackass neighbour" displays is the "don't know when it's coming/can't get away from by going home/safe place invasion" aspect), but it turned out to have started right about the time we left the house and was over by the time we got out there, though we did see the very last one.

When we got home - and mind you, this was probably 10:30 - the people aross the street, with all the kids, had stopped, but some of the others were still going, on and off until AGAIN at least one am. Da fuck.

And it ended up kind of ruining MY planned Fourth of July celebration, becaue... Hello, Juno. Welcome home. Welome to Jupiter. We're in orbit with this new camera, snd it's already taken suh a beautiful video - it was from further out in the approach, about three million miles, and it's of the Galilean moons circling their king over a seventeen-day period. We dn't have anything else like this; we have still pictures and an incomplete video of Earth and our moon that Juno also took, but we've never had video of an entire system orbiting before. It's amazing. (Cried. Not ashamed.) The mission is called Juno because in Roman mythology, Juno was Jupiter's wife, who used her magic to peer through the clouds and see what her husband was up to, and that's what our Juno will do for us. There are LEGO FIGURES on board, custom minifigs of Jupiter with thunderbolt, Juno with a magnifying glass, and Galileo with his telescope. (I hope you're looking down and smiling, Galileo. I hope you're living vicariously through your little Lego man.)

And I watched it, I just didn't get to watch ALL of it. I missed some of the beginning maneuvers when we had to make our calmdown run. It wasn't a landing - just an orbital insertion - and Juno can't take images when it's downlinking with us, so we didn't get to watch live what it was seeing as it came in; it was just the feed from mission control, the scientists and engineers and project managers who've waited so long and put so much work into this. It's when those tones come in, when Juno calls back, "Mama Earth, I made it!", when everything goes absolutely perfectly and every last man and woman at mission control comes out of their seats, cheering and clapping and crying themselves... That's our Fourth of July, and main engine burn is our fireworks. We're the American Space Agency, but we're going to make that data, those raw images, open and available to anyone who wants them, so that we can all make our own movies about our solar system's stars. (And one of the guys, oh, he was SO into the harmony of it all, "The Jupiter system is like its own miniature solar system, it's what we'd see if we pulled back to look at our sun and the planets going around it, it's what we'd see if we pulled back farther, far enough to see our sun going around the galaxy the same way. It's what we see even in the atom and the electron." And you know how I love that, everything made of starstuff and dancing together, the patterns of creation on every scale.)

She'll orbit for a little less than two years and learn everything she can, and then she'll dive into the clouds of her king and be lost in his mysteries, too.

Happy homecoming, Juno. Happy Orbital Dependence Day.