Not my pad. Wish it was....
4 hours ago
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
All ready...
...for the fourth of July, Where The Ghetto Meets The Sea...
Not my pad. Wish it was....
Not my pad. Wish it was....
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6 comments:
Aha! So that's why none of my US colleagues are on-line today!
Nice looking place. And they certainly have the right spirit. Have a good 4th, Scribbs. Maybe you can take in the neighborhood party and enjoy some All-American cabrito? :)
L&S -- I'm guessing carne asada....
"Ghetto meets the sea" nice. Isn't that also Venice, Italy? original Ghetto, I mean.
Mebbe so, Laura. We have a Venice here of course (about 35 miles away) that used to be ghetto-y until the big bucks flowed in. Now it's full of yuppies....
If the denizens of the Italian Venice consider their burg a "ghetto," they surely pronounce the word differently. We say "ghet-TO" here....
Some people put such effort into decorating. It's lovely. I used to fly flags but they were such tempting sport for drunken college kids. They would leap up and grab the corner of the flag snapping the flag pole. I kinda lost the spirit to bother.
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