You may be from South Dakota...
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I'm in Ames, IA these days; which, if you have to live in Iowa, is actually pretty decent. The first part of the question gets kind of long. I think my parents were gypsy farmers and never bothered to tell me. I lived (in South Dakota) in: Storla Igloo Edgemont Delmont Pukwana (Chamberlain) Mud Butte (Faith) Rapid City Custer Aberdeen How about your small-town roots? Sioux City isn't really in that category. -- modified at 17:22 Friday 21st September, 2007
I lived in Aberdeen ( Aberdeen, Scotland that is) :)
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All of that applied to Minnesota as well =)
I get all the news I need from the weather report - Paul Simon (from "The Only Living Boy in New York")
You can say that Alberta, Canada too. You might not tell it by my name, but I was actually born and raised there.
There are 10 kinds of people in this world. Those who understand binary and those who don't... ______________________ "Programming today is a race between software engineers striving to build bigger and better idiot-proof programs, and the Universe trying to produce bigger and better idiots. So far, the Universe is winning." - Rick Cook
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During a storm you check the cattle before you check the kids. You are related to more than half the town. You can tell the difference between a horse and a cow from a distance. Your car breaks down outside of town and news of it reaches back to town before you do. (This actually happened to me.) You don't put too much effort into hairstyles due to wind and weather. (I can remember many mornings of walking to school with frozen hair.) Your quarterback is hurt and you're hoping it's the first thing on the 6 o'clock news. (We love our local sports.) There's a tornado warning and the whole town is outside watching for it. (Until it comes barreling down the road. Then we hit the basement.) The local gas station sells live bait. You don't buy all your vegetables at the grocery store. You go to the State Fair for your family vacation. You get up at 5:30 a.m. and go down to the coffee shop. (And 3pm if you farm.) You're on a first name basis with the county sheriff. (And not for getting in trouble.) When little smokies are something you serve on special occasions. You go to the river because it's almost like going to the ocean. You have the number of the Co-op on speed dial. All your radio preset buttons are country. (Except me. I'm the lone holdout from my graduating class.) Using the elevator involved a corn truck. Your mayor is also your garbage hauler, barber, and insurance salesman. You know you should listen to the weather forecast before picking out an outfit. You are walking knee-deep in snow. Your excuse for getting out of school is that the cows got out. (We were late a couple of times because of cows blocking the road.) You talk with a friend about some big event you are going to attend, and by the end of the conversation you've decided you're both too broke to go. (Beacuse everything 'big' is at least two hours away.) You know cow pies aren't made of beef. Your early morning prayer covers rain, cattle and pigs. You wake up when it's dark and go to bed when it's still light. (We call it getting up at "O dark thirty." You consider a romantic evening driving through Hardees and renting a hunting instructional video. You want to buy manure. You listen to "Paul Harvey" every day at noon. You can tell it's a farmer working late in his field and not a UFO. Your nearest neighbor is in the next area code. (Not true. The entire state only has one area code.) You leave your snow tires on year-round. (I've seen snow in June and Septe
Most of those come from Jeff Foxworthy's "You may be a redneck...".
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-- For Bruce Schneier, quanta only have one state : afraid.
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During a storm you check the cattle before you check the kids. You are related to more than half the town. You can tell the difference between a horse and a cow from a distance. Your car breaks down outside of town and news of it reaches back to town before you do. (This actually happened to me.) You don't put too much effort into hairstyles due to wind and weather. (I can remember many mornings of walking to school with frozen hair.) Your quarterback is hurt and you're hoping it's the first thing on the 6 o'clock news. (We love our local sports.) There's a tornado warning and the whole town is outside watching for it. (Until it comes barreling down the road. Then we hit the basement.) The local gas station sells live bait. You don't buy all your vegetables at the grocery store. You go to the State Fair for your family vacation. You get up at 5:30 a.m. and go down to the coffee shop. (And 3pm if you farm.) You're on a first name basis with the county sheriff. (And not for getting in trouble.) When little smokies are something you serve on special occasions. You go to the river because it's almost like going to the ocean. You have the number of the Co-op on speed dial. All your radio preset buttons are country. (Except me. I'm the lone holdout from my graduating class.) Using the elevator involved a corn truck. Your mayor is also your garbage hauler, barber, and insurance salesman. You know you should listen to the weather forecast before picking out an outfit. You are walking knee-deep in snow. Your excuse for getting out of school is that the cows got out. (We were late a couple of times because of cows blocking the road.) You talk with a friend about some big event you are going to attend, and by the end of the conversation you've decided you're both too broke to go. (Beacuse everything 'big' is at least two hours away.) You know cow pies aren't made of beef. Your early morning prayer covers rain, cattle and pigs. You wake up when it's dark and go to bed when it's still light. (We call it getting up at "O dark thirty." You consider a romantic evening driving through Hardees and renting a hunting instructional video. You want to buy manure. You listen to "Paul Harvey" every day at noon. You can tell it's a farmer working late in his field and not a UFO. Your nearest neighbor is in the next area code. (Not true. The entire state only has one area code.) You leave your snow tires on year-round. (I've seen snow in June and Septe
Well, from that list, I must have at least stayed in South Dakota for a few months! Your nearest neighbor is in the next area code. (Not true. The entire state only has one area code.) Doesn't matter. Your nearest neighbor IS in the next state! Marc
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Classic sounds almost like home except the really cold weather and knee deep snow. You forgot one: You can tell the difference between horse and cow manure by the smell. And that my friends is the 'Rest of the Story', I am going home yall have a good weekend.
God Bless, Jason
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You are so gullible man. That thread that got deleted where you were going to help your fellow Christian write a program that could write files to the boot sector was really me.
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I get all the news I need from the weather report - Paul Simon (from "The Only Living Boy in New York")
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leckey wrote:
Your car breaks down outside of town and news of it reaches back to town before you do. (This actually happened to me.)
Nice of them to offer you a ride back. :doh:
-- If you view money as inherently evil, I view it as my duty to assist in making you more virtuous.
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Nice of them to offer you a ride back.
the ironic part is, every one of your friends will know about you at the side of the road, but you will never find who saw you on the road. Even if you saw one of your friends, he'll not have seen you and heard it from .... and will have a name for you. No one will have seen you, but somehow the word got back. ;)
_________________________ Asu no koto o ieba, tenjo de nezumi ga warau. Talk about things of tomorrow and the mice in the ceiling laugh. (Japanese Proverb)
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What happened to crazy holiday posts?
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Rama Krishna Vavilala wrote:
What happened to crazy holiday posts?
today was "drive the speed limit day" you are supposed to drive the speed limit for 24 hours and find out how easy it is and that it doesn't interfere with your schedule, but I doubted anyone would want to know. :laugh:
_________________________ Asu no koto o ieba, tenjo de nezumi ga warau. Talk about things of tomorrow and the mice in the ceiling laugh. (Japanese Proverb)
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:laugh::laugh::laugh:
I get all the news I need from the weather report - Paul Simon (from "The Only Living Boy in New York")
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It was pretty funny, I replied to it. I didn't know it was you, I just figured it was something trying to do something malicious, while putting on an "honest" front :)
I get all the news I need from the weather report - Paul Simon (from "The Only Living Boy in New York")
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You are so gullible man. That thread that got deleted where you were going to help your fellow Christian write a program that could write files to the boot sector was really me.
Maybe not so gullible as you think. I know it was someone posing to be a Christian. Whether or not it was you doesn't matter. The reason I jumped on it was the 'have to write to boot sector' part. Please man, that was to much information. I gave it away. Why would a church want that feature in an app. The other thing is the sig that was used. Haven't ever seen a new member start of with a sig like that. I was meant to start a flame war. Gullible no.
God Bless, Jason
I am not perfect but I try to be better than those before me. So those who come after me will be better than I am.