stampedeofworms

First legitimately frosty morning! It was beautiful! Steely purples and greys and blues in the sky, white sunshine, silver everywhere, it was something. My nose got cold. I guess you could say it was a Minnesota morning. I have never been to MInnesota in the morning or any other time, but I imagine the mornings there are a lot like I describe above. With more lakes and blonde people.

You know, it's Minnesota, and I'm a Hoosier, so I think I'm allowed to make the leap. People who choose to live from about Western Pennsylvania to Iowa and from Minnesota to Missouri(pronounced Mizurrah), I find have a bond. I think it's a mix of agriculture and isolation. I think we are grounded to the ground, more connected to the seasons and thus more calm than many people. Secondly we are isolated. The coasts are constantly awash in travelers and new ideas. Here in the midwest we have a culture of ourselves, for ourselves, based on keeping stuff on a pretty even keel as new ideas are already old hat and being replaced by the time they make it to the interior. The only place more hung up on tradition is the deep south not on the sea, where it's too damn hot to change anything anyway. Another thing I see in MIdwesterners is practicality. I don't know if this comes from separation from the ample food source of the sea or what, but Hoosiers, Hawkeyes, Jayhawkers, Keystoners, Show-me-ers, Illini and our whole bunch can be practical to the point of being boring human being at times.

I tellya what though, put 50 people in a room together and the folks from the midwest will find each other, I've seen it happen. We also magically produce dishes to pass. I'm kidding about that part.