more mindless nonsense....
Jul. 31st, 2007 06:52 amYou never know what I will find amusing.... ^___^
This was found on the blog of a radio news reporter.
http://www.kfi640.com/pages/stevengregory.html
Not sure if it's a good or a bad thing that they don't mention my area code at all. O.O
YOU KNOW YOU'RE FROM SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA WHEN:
Your monthly house payments exceed your annual income (and you think its normal)
You drive next to a Rolls Royce and don't notice.
You don't know anyone's phone number unless you check your cell phone.
The waitress asks if you'd like "carbs" in your meal.
You speak Spanish, but you're not Mexican or Latino.
You begin to "lie" to your friends about how close you are when you know damn well that it'll take you at least an hour to get to their house (see below).
Getting anywhere from point A to point B, no matter what the distance, takes about "forty minutes".
You drive to your neighborhood block party.
In the "winter", you can go to the beach and ski at Big Bear on the same day or mow your lawn in your shorts on New Years Day, and maybe sunburn.
You eat a different ethnic food for every meal.
If your destination is more than 5 minutes away on foot, you're definitely driving.
Calling your neighbors requires knowing their area code.
Stop signs stand for, Slow to Observe Police.
You go to a tanning salon before going to the beach.
You eat pineapple on pizza.
You think that Venice is a beach.
You classify new people you meet by their Area Code. You think the best area codes are: "323", "310", "424". An "818" would never date a "562". "949/714" are Republicans. You look down on anyone from the "909/951" because it stinks there and you consider the "619" to be the nice side of Tijuana, Mexico.
You call 911 and they put you on hold.
You have a gym membership because it's mandatory.
The gym is packed at 3 pm ...on a workday.
You think you are better than the people who live "Over the Hill". It doesn't matter on which side of the hill you are currently residing.
You know that if you drive two miles in any direction you will find a Subway or a Starbucks.
You know what "Sig-alert", "PCH", and "the Five" mean.
You know the meaning behind the name of the 405 freeway.... because it takes 4 hours to get one way, and 5 hours to get back.
It's barely sprinkling rain and there's a report on every news station: "STORM WATCH".
The Terminator is your governor.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from California!
This was found on the blog of a radio news reporter.
http://www.kfi640.com/pages/stevengregory.html
Not sure if it's a good or a bad thing that they don't mention my area code at all. O.O
YOU KNOW YOU'RE FROM SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA WHEN:
Your monthly house payments exceed your annual income (and you think its normal)
You drive next to a Rolls Royce and don't notice.
You don't know anyone's phone number unless you check your cell phone.
The waitress asks if you'd like "carbs" in your meal.
You speak Spanish, but you're not Mexican or Latino.
You begin to "lie" to your friends about how close you are when you know damn well that it'll take you at least an hour to get to their house (see below).
Getting anywhere from point A to point B, no matter what the distance, takes about "forty minutes".
You drive to your neighborhood block party.
In the "winter", you can go to the beach and ski at Big Bear on the same day or mow your lawn in your shorts on New Years Day, and maybe sunburn.
You eat a different ethnic food for every meal.
If your destination is more than 5 minutes away on foot, you're definitely driving.
Calling your neighbors requires knowing their area code.
Stop signs stand for, Slow to Observe Police.
You go to a tanning salon before going to the beach.
You eat pineapple on pizza.
You think that Venice is a beach.
You classify new people you meet by their Area Code. You think the best area codes are: "323", "310", "424". An "818" would never date a "562". "949/714" are Republicans. You look down on anyone from the "909/951" because it stinks there and you consider the "619" to be the nice side of Tijuana, Mexico.
You call 911 and they put you on hold.
You have a gym membership because it's mandatory.
The gym is packed at 3 pm ...on a workday.
You think you are better than the people who live "Over the Hill". It doesn't matter on which side of the hill you are currently residing.
You know that if you drive two miles in any direction you will find a Subway or a Starbucks.
You know what "Sig-alert", "PCH", and "the Five" mean.
You know the meaning behind the name of the 405 freeway.... because it takes 4 hours to get one way, and 5 hours to get back.
It's barely sprinkling rain and there's a report on every news station: "STORM WATCH".
The Terminator is your governor.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from California!
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Date: 2007-07-31 02:31 pm (UTC)I had to laugh at the pineapple on pizza thing- Bri and I ordered a Hawaiian pizza the other day that not only had the ham/pineapple thing, but also ginger and cashews. It was surprisingly good.
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Date: 2007-07-31 02:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-31 03:59 pm (UTC)Hey! What about us in the NorCal? We have our insanities too...not that I can think of them at the moment.
What a lovely giggle to start the morning.
Thanks for sharing!
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Date: 2007-07-31 07:32 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-07-31 07:33 pm (UTC)KFI is good for amusement from all sides. They pride themselves on being an equal-opportunity annoyer. ^__^
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Date: 2007-07-31 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-31 10:16 pm (UTC)'PCH' is Pacific Coast Highway, the main road through Malibu and the connector for a bunch of canyon roads. It mostly runs right along the coast, hard by many of the surfing beaches. (gotta love those surfer boys who change into and out of their wetsuits right on the road. O.o) PCH is famous for being shut down by brush fires and landslides. (joke for all the people who say there are no seasons in SoCal: we do so have four seasons; fire, flood, earthquake and riot.)
'The 5' is Interstate 5, the highway that runs from the Mexican border in San Diego, all the way to Canada. In Southern California, it is usually a parking lot. ^__^ In San Diego county, it is the coastal highway. I avoid it whenever possible. =p
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Date: 2007-07-31 10:43 pm (UTC)Doesn't that... you know... cause accidents? O.o
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Date: 2007-08-01 01:53 am (UTC)I think my aggitation is contagious... Tomorrow is the 'meeting'. O.o; Maybe after that, they will have calmed down enough to spit out something. Anything. Another damn Knock-Knock joke... >.<
Good thing it's early. If it was an afternoon thing, I'd probably give myself an aneurysm waiting. >_>
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