Get Out of Dodge
I watched a bit of a television broadcast from Lawrence last night. A few of my associates fretted about how a national audience would perceive my home state. I really don't care. Perhaps perversely, I take great pleasure in the mild shock value associated with Kansas. "Where am I from?" I proudly respond to queries as I travel. "I'm from Kansas!" It gets 'em every time.
posted by Happy In Bag @ 9:42 AM
4 Comments:
At 10:34 AM,
FletcherDodge said…
When I was in high school I went on a tour of Europe with other high school students from around the country. I had fun explaining how being from Kansas wasn't so bad once you get passed the Indians constantly raiding your herd and shooting their arrows at you.
At 2:09 PM,
bgo said…
There is so much to like about Kansas. Let me count the ways: 1,2...1,2.
Actually I love the sunflower state and many of the people I like best are among its finest citizens, you included. I can get taco in KCK that rivals a street stand in Mexico City,
the good folks here:
http://www.mtcarmelrc.org/programs/willagill.html
My buddy Chad out in Salina...
The alien landings in The Flint Hills at the right time of year...
Kelley Hunt, who graciously sang an original song along with Til There Was You at our wedding on Apr. 6, 1991...
I love Kansas. I hate Kobach, Kline, etc.
At 3:05 PM,
mike t. said…
i suffered horribly years ago when i moved to l.a. and announced i was "prairie village, ks." always took several minutes for the laughter to die off, only then to be bombarded with questions about dororthy and toto, too! i learned rather quickly to say i was from a suburb of kansas city. still didn't stop the dorothy jokes.
but i'm a proud jayhawk just the same.
At 3:05 PM,
brucedene said…
All stereotypes need subverting, and Kansans suffer their fair share. Brownback isn't helping.
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