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Monday, July 05, 2004

Independence Day

The usual Fourth of July celebration is the traditional barbeque and fireworks show. Although in the morning, I had to meet with Arkipelago CEO to help her design a cover and format a new book by Manuel Ocampo, who won a second place Palanca Award for a novel he wrote years ago. We had a meeting in the morning while the author was in town from LA. Our meeting was then followed by a heated discussion regarding American politics, the Reagan era, and then Bush and Cheney. Pretty interesting. It was uncomfortable because I still had a bruise from my accident - my head was aching, I didn't get enough sleep, and I looked funny (they were all asking what happened). Marie was inviting me and Al for lunch with Mr. Ocampo but I had to pass since we had to go back to Tracy for the barbeque. By the time we got home, everybody already ate and Kuya Jon was done barbequing. But it was good timing coz we just ate to our hearts content, hehe. Lots of food, and a lot of guests too - Abs, Jep, Camila, Ab's parents, Rod (Jep's friend), Liza (Rod's wife) and Jayza (son). And of course the gang was here - ate Elaine, Christian, Kristine, ate Yoli, kuya Les, Lara, Lexi, Leann, Cian, Brandon, Nikki, myself, Al, Liz, kuya Jon, Liz's parents and our guest of honor, Zildjian. They were doing battles with their dances. At night time, we all set out with our blankets and cameras to go to downtown Tracy with family and watch the fireworks show. It was alright, although I prefer the SF fireworks which is higher, louder, visually appealing and choreographed. Of course, its just the feel of being in the best city, San Francisco, and sharing the sight with a cool crowd and the one you love. It is also the value of keeping tradition alive. What would a 4th of July be without the simultaneous oooo's and ahhh's of families and children rushing to be part of a huge and city-wide celebration. A dead, meaningless and boring holiday. Then we ate again - go figure! Happy July 4th everyone!

Word of the day - Toilet Paper.

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Blogger Indie Cindy said...

oops, sorry Al and Nikki...I accidentally deleted your comments. I meant to delete mine since I made a typo. Oh well....

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Blogger Monique said...

Hey Cin, I hope you enjoyed you first Tracy Fireworks Celebration! Sorry to read about your accident! Hope you heal well and feel better! I guess the only way I'll know what's up with you is through your blog! I'm glad to know you're doing good and life is smoother nowadays! I'm also glad that you're with family and Al now! Family can always lift your spirits and wipeout loneliness! I hope to hang out with sometime before summer ends! Take care and I'll keep on reading when I can...Your old TZ officemate, Momo

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

hi anty cindee, its me nikki again. i liked it when i was beside you in the fireworks because i always make you laugh when i say - ooh i like dat!

remember - and den i cook some rice! batman is gay because he is always with dat litol boy robin and superman is white. its not per!

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