until i moved

cap i.

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Example: "Where's my coat at? or "If you go to the mall I wanna go with." [Doesn't everyone do this?]

No.

Okay, I might say "Where's my coat at" but I don't say say "...go with." Buth I think the "go with" example is a bad example of the statement. It doesn't so much end with an unnecessary preposition as drop the object of the preposition, I think.

To me it seems like it's a shortened form of "go with you" (in this specific example), or "go with me" in other uses. I've heard people say it, but not often, and R and I recently discussed this phrase when we heard it in some episodes of Buffy--we both find it a bit jarring and find ourselves doing this "wait for the end of the sentence" thing. Neither of us grew up hearing this phrase or saying it.

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Ur. Might be the phrase actually discussed was "wanna come with" instead of "wanna come with me." Same concept though.

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hmm. more proof that Indiana and Minnesota are indeed similar. over half of those apply solidly to me, and another few are partial or arguable.

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"go with" - I'd never heard this before I met you.

(The jumper cables thing is just dumb. I mean, it's like a common sense thing for ANYone to do.)

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I say it and I've never even been to Indiana.

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Yup. From the time I started driving, I always had jumper cables in the car. Actually it's been so long since I've used jumper cables, I probably ought to check to see if I in fact currently have jumper cables in my car.

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A suggested addition based on five years' residency:

You know you're from Indiana if...

...you can, off the top of your head, cite two possible etymologies for the word "Hoosier," one of which you defend passionately despite having no strong evidence for it.

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A similar item was on some of the lists. However, since I can only currently remember one possible etymology, I left it off the list. But I certainly knew more than one etymolgy when I lived there.

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Or (it's frightening how all this is coming back):

You know you're from Indiana if...

...you ask the cashier for a sack to put your groceries in.

...your idea of a rockin' Friday night is tricking out your pickup with a neon license plate frame and cruising the six blocks around the courthouse over and over and over again for hours.

...you include Bob Knight in your evening prayers.

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Click on the link at the top of the post. It's a Google search. You'll likely get a kick out of the lists on there.

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I did indeed. I especially like "if vacation to you means driving through Brown County," as my ex-wife and I used to get excited about this every fall, only to remember when we got to Nashville that neither the foliage nor many of the crafts were anything to get excited about.

Also "if you install security lights and then leave your doors unlocked." I knew many people who did this sort of thing. In a way, it was nice, that you could be so trusting and not get robbed for your troubles. I could never bring myself to do it though -- too soon after NYC, I think (though I routinely leave my wallet, car keys, laptop, etc., lying around at Kripalu).

I was thinking about Indiana the other day, as the girlfriend of someone we both know is starting an M.A. program in Bloomington, and it got me to reminiscing. I will never be a Midwestern boy: too flat, too conservative (with few exceptions), and far too far from the sea. And I used to rail bitterly against the place during much of the time I was there. But it wasn't all bad, and there was a gentle sweetness to much of my time there.

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"If you go to the mall I wanna go with."

I never even *knew* this was a regional usage until someone at college (that is, Brandeis) accused me of betraying my roots by using it. :-)

And I can check off most of the others on this list, too. Except for Euchre. I draw the line at Euchre.

My hometown is Valparaiso -- former home of Orville Redenbacher.

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South Bend, here (alhtough I was born in Kokomo, while my dad was stationed at Grissom AFB). My mom's cousin lives in Valparaiso. My mom grew up in Hammond, and my dad grew up in Fort Wayne.

You know, I've managed to get a Euchre following going out here. If you're ever feeling like you want to cross that line . . .

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My best friend in jr. high/h.s. lived in Kokomo; her dad was at Grissom too (though if you didn't live there long you might not have overlapped at all). We met at nerd camp at Purdue in the summer of, hmm, 1984. After that I used to go visit her in Kokomo practically every vacation.

My mom grew up in Gary and my stepfather in Hobart (I was about to say Hammond but I think that's just where his sister lives now). Ah, Old Home Week. :-)

My dad's still living in Chesterton, and I'm actually supposed to go visit in August, which will be the first time in a couple years I've made it to Indiana. I'm dying to see the Dunes again. Other than that, who would imagine I'd ever be nostalgic for the place?!

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I haven't been to the Dunes in years. I think we visited when I went home to get married, um, 9 years ago. Warren Dunes is where we always went, though (that's in Michigan, for those playing from home). I only went to the Indiana Dunes once, and I was less impressed. I don't remember why, exactly, since it was something like 20 years ago.

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