Today, I had a Greek pizza at the New York Upper Crust Pizza shop which is owned by a Korean immigrant. The pizza was made by an Hispanic man, sliced by an African American, and brought to our table by a blue-eyed blond surfer dude. Isn't this country great? I think I love our differences more than our similarities.
Note: Don't look for the first 61 reasons on my blog. Just trying to catch your eye!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
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