Filler

Hectic. Tired. Not feeling well this past week. To tide you over until I feel like posting again, here is a little snippet I found on someone's blog. Apologies to my one or two readers not from Indiana. It's probably one of those universal lists that they adopt to fit any state anyway.

You know you're from Indiana when...

Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a tractor on the highway.
"Vacation" means driving through the Amanas or going to the State Fair.
You've seen all the biggest bands ten years after they were popular.
You measure distance in minutes.
You know several people who have hit a deer.
You have no problem spelling or pronouncing "Terre Haute."
Your school classes were cancelled because of cold.
Your school classes were cancelled because of heat.
You know where all the Yoders live.
You've ridden the school bus for an hour each way.
You've ever had to switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day.
You think ethanol makes your truck "run a lot better."
You know what's knee-high by the Fourth of July.
Stores don't have bags, they have sacks.
You see people wear bib overalls at funerals.
You see a car running in the parking lot at the store with no one in it no matter what time of the year.
All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit, vegetable, or grain.
De-tassling was your first job, and bailing hay was your second.
Your idea of a really great tenderloin is when the meat is twice as big as the bun and accompanied only by ketchup and a dill pickle slice.
You say catty-wumpus and kitty-corner.
You install security lights on your house and garage and leave both unlocked.
You think of the major four food groups as beef, pork, beer, and Jell-O salad with marshmallows.
When asked how your trip was to any foreign, exotic place, you say, "It was different."
You consider being called a "Pork Queen" an honor.
You carry jumper cables in your car.
You know what "cow tipping" is.
You drive for three hours and the scenery outside doesn't change.
There's three feet of snow on the ground and school is still in session.
You only go to the mall once a year 'cause it takes too long to get there.
People still have Christmas decorations up at Easter.
You start saying to yourself "More than corn in Indiana my butt."
Walking through Wal-Mart with two carts full of kids is normal.
Anyone with a tan is rich.
A restaurant has an invisible wall in the non-smoking section and you believe it works.
Speeding consists of 2 miles over the speed limit.
You think you don't have to use a turn signal on your car because you don't use it on your tractor.
You build your dream house on a cornfield, and you considered it posh.
You warsh your clothes and you think George Warshington was the first president.
You're proud to be called a Hoosier, even if you don't know what one is.
You can stack hay, swim in the pond to clean off, and then have the strength to play a couple of games of hoops all in the same day.
You own a dirtbike or a ATV.
You live in a city ... and there's a cornfield in your backyard.
High school basketball game draws a bigger crowd on the weekend nights than movie theaters. You can see at least 2 basketball hoops from your yard.
You can name every one of Bob Knight's "exploits" over the last few years.
You shop at Marsh.
Damon Bailey was your childhood hero.
The biggest question of your youth was "IU or Purdue?"
The second biggest decision was "Ford or Chevy?"
Indianapolis is the "big city".
"Getting caught by a train" is a legitimate excuse for being late to school.
Everyone knows who the town cop is, where he lives, and whether he is at home or on duty.
You actually know what the CART vs IRL debate is about and have taken a side.
To you, a raccoon is simply a "coon".
The vehicle of choice in your area is not a car, but a pickup.
Someone you know is BIG John Mellencamp fan.
You've been to the Covered Bridge Festival.
You call a green bell pepper a "mango".
Sometimes, you call the toilet the "commode" or the "stool".
In the fall, one of your favorite pranks was corning cars.
You know what FFA and 4H stand for. Y
ou know what chip-and-seal is, and your high school was located on just such a road.
You go the county fair every night of it's week-long duration. You can say "French Lick" without laughing out loud.
There's actually a college near you named "Ball State."
The last "g" is silent in any word ending in "ing."
You think the state Bird is Larry.
You deny the Colts were ever in Baltimore.
You know "The Dunes" are in Indiana (not Egypt).
You know Batesville is the "casket making capital of the world."
You've never heard of "Daylights Savings Time."
You drink "pop."
You have jumper cables in your car.
Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow.
The local paper covers national and international headlines with one page, but local sports requires six.

YOU KNOW YOU'RE A TRUE HOOSIER WHEN. . .

Vacation means going north or south on I-65 for the weekend.
You can drive 65 mph through 2 feet of snow during a ragingblizzard, without flinching.
You see people wearing camouflage at social events, includingweddings.
You design your kids Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.
You know all 5 seasons: Almost Winter, Winter, Still Winter, Road Construction, & It's Hot.
Your idea of creative landscaping is a statue of a deer next to your blue spruce.
Down south means Kentucky to you.
A brat is something you eat.
Your neighbor throws a party to celebrate his new pole barn.
You go out to a tailgate party every Friday.
You have more miles on your snow blower than your car.
You find 0 degrees a "little chilly."