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Saturday, September 03, 2005

States I've Been To

Ol' Hoss posted about a site where you can create maps of places you've been to. A bit of fun, eh?

dddragon's states

I visited Lousiana only "technically", since I was taken to New Orleans as an infant by mom. All these states were visited as we drove from southern California to Pennsylvania when we lived in the 'burbs of Los Angeles. And vice versa when we moved to PA. I'm not sure if we didn't go thru some extreme southern part of Idaho.

But it is a great way to see the country. Since it was before the current Gameboy and personal CD-player or ipod era, we truly did see the country roll by and experienced things each time we stopped.

I remember that Michigan was accidental. We got off the highway to find a McD's for lunch and when we returned to I saw a sign that said "Thank you for visiting..."

In DeMoines, Iowa, we stayed at a Holiday Inn. They used to be quite reliable and predictable. This one wasn't so great (did I remember that correctly, mom?). But the really memorable thing was that the lifeguard had gone to the same elementary school that AP3, Actonbell and Nivek Army Ranger Pez were going to in Pennsylvania.

I collected the paper placemats at restaurants, since they had the name and place printed on them, to serve as a bit of memoribilia. I've got several interesting rocks that I found at various rest stops in the desert areas. The first Dunkin' Donuts I ever saw was in Oklahoma City (in southern CA we had Winchells Donuts). OK City was also the last place to get a decent Mexican meal as we headed east. I also collected patches and sewed them on my jacket (if you caught the little movie that Doug created for me, you saw me in my yellow patch jacket at the end.) In fact, I still collect patches of places I've been to. I also collect Girl Scout Council patches.

On one of our trips heading east, we got caught in a flash flood. We followed in the wake of a Greyhound bus. The water just rolled off the hills. I think we were still in California, but perhaps we had just crossed over to Arizona. After driving a bit the water did recede, and I saw a couple of drowned cattle just off the road.

I remember NOT stopping at the Meteor Crater in Arizona. Not once. In ALL the times we passed the exit. Mom and dad DID visit it on their last vacation. So now I DO have a T-shirt from Meteor Crater.

Penn State Oh, and Penn State beat South Florida, 23-13.



At 8:43 PM, Blogger mireille said...

I loved this. You've still got rocks you saved? xoxo

At 8:47 PM, Blogger Bloggers Review said...

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At 8:49 PM, Blogger 'Thought & Humor' said...

We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!

You have a riveting web log
and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.
As soon as we acknowledge
this Supreme Designer/Architect,
Who has erected the beauteous
fabric of the universe, our minds
must necessarily be ravished with
wonder at this infinate goodness,
wisdom and power.

Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.

There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose.
A time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.

Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
Dr. Howdy

'Thought & Humor'

P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."

{Please note that this letter about your
esteemed site promotes no merchandise -
but is simply a missive of good will to you.}

At 2:14 AM, Blogger Doug said...

Maybe you'll get spam from the crater.

At 7:05 AM, Blogger Tan Lucy Pez said...

You're NEVER going to get over not going to the crater are you? Well, it's your FATHER'S fault. SO there.

Funny thing, I toured the crater, but Dad wasn't feeling well enough and just sat in the visitor center.

Put the anti-spam thingie back on! I'll e-mail when I can't get in.

At 8:40 AM, Blogger dddragon said...

i am truly ROFL about all this spam. I urge you to take a look at Thought & Humor's blog - love that cow on wheels.

At 10:38 AM, Blogger Fred said...

Does the t-shirt go something like this?

"My parents visited the Meteor Crater and all I got was this lousy t-shirt."

At 11:13 AM, Blogger dddragon said...

LOL Fred!

At 1:10 PM, Blogger actonbell said...

I remember going to Michigan for lunch:) and I don't have concrete memories of all the states I've been in, so I only colored the ones I personally remember. It's a bit of a hodge-podge! (I didn't put it on Hoppytrails, tho). I remember the Holiday Inns. $25/night. Those were the days.

At 1:43 PM, Blogger Doug said...

Which were the motels with the teddybear in the nighthat? Now that I read the spam, you're right. It sounds like a bottle of Dr. Bruner's ALL-GOOD-GOD-ONE-SOAP

At 3:54 PM, Blogger Jamie Dawn said...

You've travelled to many states and so have I, but your momma has us both beat!


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