This is prolly the worst time of the year for Marcos. He lives in fear of fire works.
Which makes me uneasy leaving him at home. Honestly I'm not to fond fourth of
July either. As a family I don't think we ever got into it. Maybe its my Pop's idea
of not "burning money" or maybe we're just those unpatriotic non conforming
immigrants that the minutemen rant about, whatever....
Dont get me wrong I aint no scrooge I'm sure you'll catch me at a bbq
eating up all the chicken. But honestly what are we really celebrating. The economy's
fucked, gas prices are through the fucking roof, and men&women are still dying in iraq.
I guess at the end of the day what does it matter right.