2005-07-04 - 11:24 a.m.
Happy birthday, America.
I still love you, despite everything.
I celebrated your independence yesterday by taking a bus over my beloved Verrazano Bridge into Staten Island, where I attended a party in someone's backyard, where Liza/Wheels and Box of Crayons performed, and delicious BBQ was proffered.
On the way home, over the bridge, I saw fireworks over the water and swooned.
Waiting for the bus, I overheard this conversation between mother and teenage daughter. The daughter seemed to be trying to bring the mother back home from the bus stop, back to a party that the mother had stormed out of.
What I say is true,
Eventually they left and I was joined by a man with a Spiderman button-down shirt and Teletubbies backpack.
I suspect the mother would have had a problem with that guy, too.
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