a page | from the archives
Who Da Ho?
For many years, I had a theory that Idaho didn't exist. I was from the east coast - my family was from the east coast - my friends were from the east coast...
I'd travelled up and down that side of the country many times and had a pretty good grasp on where everything was. Maine's up there, Florida down there.... scary drawling people over there, weird mountain people down there... But the western half of the U.S. was a blur. Lots of strange places waaaay over thhhheeeerrrrrreeee somewhere...
Thinking about it realistically, I could find proof that all of the 50 states existed - except for Idaho (and maybe Wyoming, but who goes to Wyoming anyway?) As for the other states: I'd either been there, knew someone who'd been there, or knew of something that came from there.
They were real. I had proof.
But not Idaho.
OK, I know what you're thinking... Idaho Potatoes! Rrrrrrrrright. Therein lies the problem. If this state really existed, wouldn't it have more than ONE frigging piece of evidence to prove it? I needed TWO before I could acknowledge a state's existence. Sorry, but you've got to draw the line somewhere. "One" just seems too convenient... a clever marketing ploy to avoid suspicion of the otherwise black hole on the map where a state should be but isn't.
Well...
I recently bought iPhoto because the sheer volume of pictures on my Mac had become unwieldily. While looking for a picture today, I stumbled onto a long forgotten shot: This is what happens when I tell my friends one of my many crackpot theories.
I was in Salt Lake City visiting my radio pal Dylan, who now goes by the name Scot after briefly having been Dexter during his post-Rockett-days which came long after he was known as Quest - a name having nothing to do with that damn phone company.
He of many names thought my theory of little sense was full of lots of crap. To prove it, he and his lovely one-named-fiance took me for a drive.
Well I'll be damned. Lookie there.
And hell... as long as we're passing through...
Like no place on earth? I've got a better slogan:
Wyoming: Like no place I'd make an effort to go to.
[except maybe to take this shot out of a fast moving car]
The trip was actually quite fun. Any hey, one whacked theory down, 321873128.6 to go.
::::: | Filed under: one from the archives
::::: | Posted Wednesday, Dec 20 2006 at 8:13 AM
::::: | Link! | Email | Top
Post a comment
::::: | All Content © 2004-2008
::::: | Jalpuna is hosted by and really digs DreamHost
