Not Quite Like South Beach

So here I am in Miami........Oklahoma. Not the kind of move you would expect from a recent college graduate. But hey, who gives a crap. I'm adapting to my surroundings like a freaking chameleon. Some things I've learned since heading to the northeast tip of Oklahoma (in no particular order):

1. Don't pronounce it like the normal, hip, flashy, fancy, bikini clad ladies, over muscular dudes that make you laugh instead of being impressed. No, instead, pronounce it like you live in a place where rocks actually grow out of the earth rather than grass, where Wal Mart sets the latest fashions trends, where logic goes out the window and mullets are king. That's right, you're in MIAMAAAAA.

2. Everyone has a little bit of Native American in them........I think I may be 1/64 Quapaw now.

3. Casinos are the only thing open past 8pm. Oh, and meth labs too I guess. But I haven't seen their hours yet.

4. Pick a side. OU or OSU. Just do it for heaven's sake. It will save you time trying to explain you're not from around here and really don't care. I picked OSU by the way, which I've come to find isn't the popular choice.

5. Super Funds are not Super Fun. Actually, they are a place where lead and other deadly gases have mixed under the Earth and can cause a town to be evacuated. Picher, OK is the last lucky town to have this honor bestowed upon them. Trouble is, some people don't want to leave. Remember what I said about logic?

6. Learn the Turnpikes. And bring cash.


Okay, I think that may be a helpful list for any potential movers on their way up here. While it may seem that I hate life up here, I would like to step in and say that life is good. I love my new job, the people I work with, and the Lord I get to serve.

And yeah, I did put a cheesy Christian ending in there. And I don't give a crap.