"She's in love, and the world gets blurry
She makes mistakes, and she's in no hurry to grow up
'Cause grownups, they don't understand her
Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared...
She finds hope in the strangest places
She reads her books, and she knows the faces
Of everyone that ever said she's alone
She knows every word to the saddest songs
And she sings along, though her friends all tell her
That she can't sing...
She's eighteen, much too young
To know what a kiss like that would mean
But her lips, they were no stranger to the touch
And she likes it way too much."
--Mayday Parade, So Far Away

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Michigandering [Yes, It's a Verb.]

I read this article just now about some personality profile done to analyze the fifty states. Quite comical, actually.

My home state, however, was not mentioned. I'm wondering how Michigan came out...

My best guess? Michiganders are just plain tough. We deal with a freezing winter, a sweltering summer, endless downpours in spring, and rapid daylight loss in fall. Our economy has gone to hell and ALL of our highways suck. Construction is a constant hassle and road rage a second nature. We call our soda "pop" and get made fun of for it. Oh, and the mayor of our most well-known city is in jail right now with a few felonies under his belt...and our news stations won't shut up about it.

If I had to pick another trait, I would go with proud. Despite all the crap we put up with, we brag incessantly. We have amazingly beautiful trees in autumn, a history that few other states could understand, and universities that can't be rivaled. Everywhere you go, there's a lake and a shore you can enjoy, and damn it, we've got two peninsulas. What other state has yoopers and trolls?

So we're arrogant fighters to the core. We can insult our state, but don't you dare try it, or we'll throw down so hard you'll be in Texas by next Tuesday.


And you don't want to be all the way down there, do you?

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