Hump Day Nerdgasm, July 4th Edition: Let's kick the tires and light the fires!

So my husband and I have this tradition. Every year for the past 6 years, we've watched Independence Day in three parts, starting on July 2 and ending (MOST triumphantly) on July 4.

Every July 2, we feel sorry for Randy Quaid (seriously, he got NONE of the good genes in that family, poor guy). We fall in love all over again with Julius "Jewish Dad" Levinson. I inevitably point out that David Levinson perfected the sexy-hipster-nerd look.

Sa-WOON.

We usually end the day wondering whether our dogs would obediently follow us if we had to run for our lives to escape a fire-cloud . . . or if they would take off in some other direction entirely (the latter is generally deemed most likely to occur).

EVERY DOG FOR ITSELF.

Every July 3, we laugh at how un-Jayne-like Adam Baldwin is in his cute little military uniform with his Business Face and his "yes, sir/no, sir."

You go GET that alien, mister. *pinches cheeks*

I say, "That's Data, right? From Star Trek?" and my husband looks at me like I'm stupid.

It totally IS Data. WHO'S STUPID NOW?

Then the president's daughter asks, "Is mommy sleeping now?" . . . and my husband cries (and maybe me, too, a little).

Husband: "Damn kid." *weeps*

But on July 4, all the sads are washed away with a refreshing wave of Will Smith/Jeff Goldblum banter (the best KIND of banter, if you ask me) and a computer virus that saves the day. (Side note: Please refrain from criticizing in any forum the plausibility of such a virus. THIS MOVIE HAS ALIENS.)

Who DARES QUESTION our saving-the-world methods?

And let's not forget the most important part of EVERY July 4: the Speech with a capital S, delivered by THE best make-believe president of all time (this is not up for debate).

GOOOOOOO HUMANS! Now let's eat things.

Also, here's this HelloGiggles article: Everything I Need to Know, I Learned From Independence Day.