Scranton/Wilkes-Barre

If you instantly know how to pronounce Wilkes-Barre, you must be from Northeastern Pennsylvania. I know how the locals pronounce it and yet still I can’t see it. It’s just not proper English. Wilkesbury or Wilkesberry would be right. Wilkes-Barre is just wrong. On so many levels. OK, now I’m over that.

Scranton is a town that really grew on me. It’s a nice little town that knows it’s not a big city and doesn’t care. I mean some people care, but I get the impression that they’re imports from someplace else and they have inferiority issues with having moved to Scranton. The real Scrantonites are different; they know that they’re not New York or Philadelphia and they like it. They like who they are. It’s nice to see that North of the Mason-Dixon line.

The obvious thing to do in Scranton is to do a tour of the spots from the intro of “The Office.” Here’s a hint: drive down Mulberry Street. My inside sources tell me that nearly everything was filmed from there, except the “Welcome to Scranton” sign which is on I-81 coming into town. Also, the Houdini museum is in town. I didn’t go.

There are a couple of places that I ate that I figured I’d mention. The first is Cooper’s Seafood. Don’t let Google Maps mislead you, it’s a bit North of town. The place is like that movie “The Labyrinth” from 1980-something with David Bowie: kind of freaky and disorienting and you don’t know if there’s a point until you get to the end. The end is their beer selection. It’s awesome. I had a Victory Hop Demon off a hand pump. The food comes in third — did I mention the train that runs around the top of the place?

And there’s “The Brixx” which has the best salad I’ve ever heard of. It’s got grilled steak, chicken breast, and (AND!) shrimp. There might have been a crappy salad underneath it. But it’s a salad, so it’s got to be healthy.

Taking a Left Turn in Albuquerque

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Shoe Tossing

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Old & New

Old And New

There is Only One Bar in Holbrook, Arizona

Actually there are two bars in Holbrook, Arizona. Maybe there are more, but I haven’t seen the inside of them. After getting done with a job in Albuquerque, New Mexico, I had some time so I went off to visit a friend in Holbrook. It’s a little town whose claim to fame seems to be that it is the closest city to Petrified Forest National Park, both of which are in the middle of the Painted Desert. It’s also about 100mi from Meteor Crater and about 150mi from the Grand Canyon. It would be a cool place to hang out for a day or two if you’re going to be out that way. I recommend the Motel 6 there; it’s undergoing extensive room renovations (the new ones look great!) and they just put in a pool. Make sure to say hi to Russ, John, and Danielle. Ask them about the bar(s).

Albuquerque has three restaurants I wanted to mention: 66 Diner, The Library, and Il Vicino. The Library has one main attraction and that is the waitresses. I am not a big fan of places like that typically, but places like that typically aren’t staffed by beautiful women from the University of New Mexico. They’re stunning. Maybe it was just the halo effect, but I thought the food there wasn’t bad. Try the Jules Verne.

At Il Vicino, the sensory overload is in the mouth and nose. They make what is probably the best pizza I have ever had: the Campagnola. It was complemented well by the beer they brew themselves. I could say more about the place, but I’ll just end up drooling all over the keyboard. That place is a must if you’re in town.

If you’re interested in Route 66 memorabilia, stop into the 66 Diner, where you’ll find that the only thing thicker than the kitch is the milkshakes. Grab a seat at the bar and watch the decades old blenders whirl up some of the best tasting shakes you will ever have. They must pump out a million of those things a year. The poor guy making them when I was there could hardly keep up and the place wasn’t too full. People would stop by just to get a shake to go. They’re worth it.

Acorns Parade

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Where Are You From?

I get this question a lot: “Where are you from?” People always seem surprised when I say that I’m from the South: “You don’t sound like you’re from the South.” Even others who have little accent say this. You would think that they would realize that you don’t have to speak with a stereotypical accent for your home region. So what the hell do they mean?

I suppose that they mean “You don’t sound like an idiot.” The South has been so stigmatized in popular media as a land of morons, inbred yokals, good ol’ boys, and incompetents. This image pervades society to the point that even educated people cannot break the stereotype.

But it gets worse. I have had the same reaction from people who have lived their life from the South! These are competent people who are smart enough to have risen in their company by merit. So are they surprised? Because the stereotype cuts the other way. If you are smart, well educated, ambitious, and talk confidently, you must be from the North (or the Pacific states).

Another of these types of statements is “He/She speaks so well” when referring to a Black person. This is really an unfinished sentence that ends “…for a Black man/woman.” The nation has been fighting stereotypes about Black Americans for nearly 150 years (I’m saying that it began at the abolition of slavery) so why is it so hard to believe that Barack Obama speaks well?

I’m not saying that these stereotypes are not well deserved. Many Black people don’t speak English well and don’t express themselves well in any language. Many Southerners are inbred yokals, ignoramuses, and good ol’ boys. I don’t begrudge anyone to have these stereotypes, they help us quickly ascertain peoples’ abilities and characteristics when we assign them to a group*. But I am dismayed by the fact that people are surprised by an individual who doesn’t behave according to a certain set of actions they have been assigned after only a brief encounter.

*I’m not saying that the perceived characteristics are accurate, just that it makes it easier to quickly determine how to interact with a person. Right or wrong, this is a useful tool. While the grouping is not necessarily based on skin color or accent, these two physical qualities certainly help determine which group we place individuals. Of course these are not the only stereotypes people may have, and they are not necessarily the only grouping criteria. For example, if a person is well dressed and manicured, these features may overshadow his race.

Sticker Shock

Sticker Shock

Expatriate

Expatriate

Self Portrait Mutilation

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