[ QUOTE ] There are actually more mormons in Cali. than here, believe or not its a fact. [/ QUOTE ] Population of cali is 33,871,648 (US census). There are 750,000 there that are LDS (http://www.adherents.com/adhloc/Wh_48.html). Population of Utah is 2,233,169 (US Census). 70% of the state is mormon (http://www.adherents.com/adhloc/Wh_343.html). Thats a huge differnce. If you go by per capita, its even more significant. "There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies and statistics." -Mark Twain
IF your the outdoors type SLC cant be beat! Snowboard all winter and play in the sun all summer. I guess that I would rather be there than here not to bag on KC but I hate it! I moved here out of marrige not choice. There is absolutely nothing to do in the winter (ie no mountains!) and in the summer outside of escaping to the inlaws farm in Diamond (joplin area) is worlds of fun or oceans of fun. Lame ass rides and fat moms in bikinis. How fun is that? At least my kids are having fun, right! On a good note at least now there is the hamb drags!
True story Tuesday August 19th 2003 noonish While approaching SLC from B'ville it was determined that Big Olds really needed an oil change and the salt washed off his wheels. Arrived in SLC and found a quicky oil change place, I couldn't pull Big Olds into their bay cuz he was too low. No big deal, they pointed us to another one a few miles away. Pulled up to the bay of the second one, parked and got out to stand around and wait my turn to pull in. An employee (in his 40's) walks over, points at Big Olds and asks me what that stuff is. Meaning he wanted to know what was all over my car. I said to him "you mean you don't know?" He shakes his head no while another guy walks over. That guy didn't know either but he guessed SNOW! Mind you it's over 90 degrees out. Three guys ended up asking what it was, and really had no clue. Finally I say to them "You mean you guys live 2 hours from B'ville International Speedway and you don't know what that is?" They say, kind of together, "is that salt?" I looked at Beatnik in disbelief, as I'm shaking my head and thinking to myself, "am I really going to let these guys change my oil?" Kept a very close eye on them while they were doing the work. I still laugh sometimes when I think about those guys, who, I would imagine, like cars cuz they work at an oil change place, and none of them had ever been to B'ville or seen salt on a car, and they only live 2 hours from the place. I did kinda feel like I was in the Twilight Zone while there.
I've found that in Bakersfield none of the convience store people have ever heard of FAMOSO. I ask every time I gas up there and in 40 years, I've never once found a kid working in a Bakersfield gas station that's been to the race track! How the hell can a kid grow up in Drag City and not know that! It ain't just Utah...
Damn Denise, give those guys a break. You do have Michigan plates on your car....It could have been snow
I just got done taking the dime tour of the city in my rented Land Rover... This might be the prettiest little city I've ever been in. I mean it, just a real quaint little city surrounded by mountains... There's not getting around it though - 70% of the people here are weirdos... That said, I could live here easily. I'd take the place over with loud pipes and bumper scrapes... and once a year we would celebrate the day I took over and call it Thanksgiving! Rad. I did see a bitchin chopped 52 chevy hardtop parked in downtown today. hummmm... wonder if he was a freak???
Hell, I don't know what to think of this!? Moved here from SoCal about 10 years ago, yeah it's a bit different, but so is everywhere. SLC is actually pretty cool, try living about 45 minutes south in Prozac Valley AKA Provo, then you're really in the Twilight Zone! SLC is pretty cool, not much much of a scene, any scene for that matter, but fuck scene's anyway. Wouln't want to be a part of it. Before I get to rambling, Ryan if ya liked to meet up before you split, that would be cool. Give me a holler 801-466-3834/801-532-3539... Tman, sorry to say the Speedway is no more. It was a great place for shows...
Heya Ryan Im heading to Bo's tomorrow. If ya wanna take a look at some amazing shit gimmie a call. Mike
Hey, Big Daddy lived in Utah (Sandy? I think), so there are some cool people there! Ryan, If you bike, grab a rental at a bike shop and head towards the giant letter by the capital, some cool mountain bike trails right there. Also, it's a pretty cool veiw to drive up behind the capitol building at night and look down state street, you can see for miles.
The Cowboy A cowboy walks into a bar in Utah, orders three mugs of beer and sits in the back room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finishes them, he comes back to the bar and orders three more. The bartender approaches and tells him, "You know, a mug goes flat after I draw it, it would taste better if you bought one at a time." The cowboy replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in Australia, the other is in Dublin, and I'm in Utah. When we all left home, we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days we drank together. So I drink one for each o' my brothers and one for myself." The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The cowboy becomes a regular in the bar, and always drinks the same way. He orders three mugs and drinks them in turn. One day, he comes in and orders two mugs. All the regulars take notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss." The cowboy looks quite puzzled for a moment, then a light dawns and he laughs. "Oh, no, everybody's just fine," he explains. "It's just that my wife had us join that Mormon Church and I had to quit drinking. --- Hasn't affected my brothers though!"
ha,ha thats a good one Joe.. Never heard that. Ryan, you need to go to Bo's, its worth the 1 1/2 hour trip. Bo is the nicest guy to, hope you go..
[ QUOTE ] Some skinhead on a Norton picked us up a couple cases of beer for a pack of smokes [/ QUOTE ] Tman, I think I know that guy, use to be a good friend named Walker. Its a big, but small town you know what I mean.
You know you're a Utahn if: You are 25 years old and completely bald. Your were an aunt or uncle before the age of 3. Your spouses mother was pregnant at your wedding. You have more children that you can find biblical names for. Your family considers a trip to McDonalds a night out. Peanut butter on the seats of the car is an accessory. You feel guilty when you watch Monday Night Football. Your kids believe the deer hunt is a national Holiday: July 24th too. You consider a temple recommend a credit reference. At least two of your salad bowls are at the homes of neighbors. You believe you must be 18 years of older to order coffee at a restaurant. There is a similarity between the L.A. riots and ward basketball. You think Jack Daniels is a country western singer. You negotiate prices at garage sales. You make Jell-o without a recipe. You hear about BYU football in a testimony meeting.
Too funny H.C., yeah, heard just about most Utah/Mormon jokes! It really isn't as bad as it seems. Maybe I've been here too long. There's still a bit of old tin around, just have to know where to find it. It beats living in the high prices of SoCal, but I do miss living a 20 minute walk from Newport Beach...
Up here in Idaho, we just have to watch out for the MAVs. MAV = Mormon Assault Vehicle. That's a Surburban or other large SUV driven by a couple soccer moms on the phone while doing their hair in the mirror and 9 or 10 kids in the back throwing shoes, tools, toys or whatever at passing cars out the side windows. Due to the popularity of the Survivor TV shows, Idaho is planning to do its own version, entitled "Survivor, Idaho Style." The contestants will start in Boise, travel to New Meadows, Grangeville, Lewiston, then to Coeur d'alene and Sandpoint, at that point they will turn back south and go through Kellogg, Moscow, Kamiah, then to McCall, Idaho Falls, Twin Falls and finally back to Boise. Each will be driving a pink Lexus with a bumper sticker that reads, "I'm gay, I don't eat potatoes, I'm not Mormon, I hate logging, ranching and mining, I voted for Al Gore and I'm here to confiscate your guns." The first one to make it back to Boise alive wins.
My only experience with SLC was driving through it on the way to B'ville in 2002. In over 50,000 miles of driving my '48 without a gas gauge, the ONLY place I've ever run out of gas was SLC. Luckily we were at the western edge of the city by the industrial park, so gas was easy to find. Nice looking city, though, from what I could see.
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