Half-Caste Independent

It’s true.  I’m half Canadian and half American.  Making me a ‘Canarican’ or an ‘Amadian’. I’m also exercising my voice daily (and loudly) for independence.

My Mom tried to find me some Roots threads or something with a big ‘honkin red maple leaf on it for me to sport on Fête du Canada (July 1st - Canada Day), but to no avail so I think we just listened to ‘O Canada, ate some cottage cheese (close enough to a cheese curd I say) and called it a day.

However, American Independence Day, July 4th, was something really spectacular for me.  I got my first glimpse of fireworks evoking my future inner pyro, and while I didn’t get to sample hot dogs or ice cream, I was able to model this fabulous tie-died shirt symbolic of the American flag.

I think it not only shows how patriotic I can be (snaps to Obama who both my Dad and my Momma are for) but it makes me look crazy, sexy, cool.

Anyone care to comment on this?