…or, The Post in Which I Really Want to Blog, But Can’t Think of What to Say.

Anyway, I was thinking about traveling. So I decided to create the my Visited States Map. I couldn’t decide if I should count the states we drove through to get to Florida for spring break in college (Alabama, Mississippi, Tennessee). Does singing Walking in Memphis at 2:00 AM at the top of your lungs, outside of Graceland, count? Hmm. I made the difficult rule that to count a state, I must have spent at least one night in that state.

I had a thought: why is it that so many people I know and love have grandparents in West Virginia?

And, did anyone else here ever learn the 50 States song as a child? In 5th grade we learned the song, and it still rings in my head when I think about states… “Fifty nifty United States, from 13 original colonies…”