Wednesday, July 4, 2007

America Day

Rough waters kept us off the boat last night, it being a small boat. Delicious evening anyway. Drink with R, then, following the dessert-first theory, down to Grom, and tried their hazelnut gelato. $5.14 for the small cup (gelato in a cone is their condescension to the domestic audience), which is more than enough if the stuff is good, and this was, very. They should have a hazelnut and chocolate mixture, though. That combination is sublime.

Dreamed of returning to work in Kitsophrenia: a whole new crew was there, millions more were being flushed down the drain in the name of vanity, and when I asked if the website had content yet, they laughed hysterically.

Woke up to the NPR crew reading the text of the Declaration. Good to hear that they haven’t replaced Red Barber with one of the not-so-rich contemporary voices.

But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.

Happy birthday, America, and down with the New King George…

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