I live in Kansas but this thread has inspired me to change my location entry for a limited time. Or as long as our illustrious senator continues to make an ass of himself.
It is both satirical and ironic. I think I’ll keep it.
Great–I’m actually encouraging more joke locations with this thread! TWG, self!
Just outside of Daytona Beach, Florida, Baby!
Wow. It’s as if a weight has been lifted from my shoulders.
Bel Air. The one in Maryland. 20 mins north-east of Baltimore.
I listed my city as Springfield.
But if I were to say I lived in the Ozarks, wouldn’t you all imagine me to be a banjo-playin’, corn cob pipe-smokin’, toothless hillbilly? I think you would. But FYI, I’ve been here for 30 years and haven’t seen a real hillbilly yet.
That said, I must get back to work. I got me a fresh batch of moonshine ready to pour up into jugs fer the kinfolk.
High Desert Country comes about as close as it needs to be … when considering where I live.
Lucy
[Sincere Thanks to Monty Python for the best description of our location.]
I always thought my location was accurate and descriptive. I have always been under the impression that the folks on either coast don’t take much notice of the yokels they have to fly over, but maybe I’m just jaded.
I’m currently located about an hour by car from downtown Kansas City, Missouri, USA.
I hate the the joke locations as much as the OP, but even worse are the smarmy geek measuring contest locations like coordinates.
General locations are useful. Even just “midwest” would be good if you think a state would narrow it down too much. I chose “New England” over “Connecticut” because I thought it would be more immediately recognizable to non-Americans. And please, get over yourselves. Nobody cares who you are, so saying something like “my location could be pieced together from my posts” is the height of misplaced arrogance.
Just now I was reading a thread where somebody referenced a soft drink as “pop,” and was curious about their location* since that’s not a regionalism used around these parts. I didn’t give a flying fuck about the poster’s real life identity, nor did I much care about what region uses the term “pop,” but since the poster was curteous enough to put in a location, I was able to easily answer to a question I was mildly curious about. And that was nice.
It’s not just about when your location is relevant to your post; your general location offers context.
- North of Toronto If you offer a clear and easily-understood location yourself, highlight to see the location. If you don’t, suffer in ignorance.
This is such a great point. How often do we see GQ questions where to give a good answer, we need to know the general location.
I’ve used goofy joke locations in the past, but changed it to my real location for some reason a while ago. Before I changed it I used to post under my real name too. I ain’t a-scared of none of ya’s. 
Hmm… maybe I should go back to the fun of having a joke location.
I always liked looking up next to my posts and seeing “Location: the process of locating.”
I’ve always felt I’ve found a happy compromise between a boring sensible location field (which still got ignored by ignorant Americans far too often…sorry, but it happened) and a joke one. First google results for ‘portman road’:
- Ipswich Town | Home
- The Internet Football Ground Guide - Portman Road, Ipswich Town FC
- Official Ticketmaster site. Portman Road Ipswich, Suffolk, UK …
- Portman Road - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
So if you need to know, it takes five seconds to work it out.
While I certainly agree that there is civilization between L.A. and NYC, I am not sure that Anderson IN actually qualifies. Indy or Ft. Wayne, sure, but Anderson? :dubious:
Whoa! Put the abbreviation for Nebraska in my location, even as a twisted pun?! How sick are you!?
B’sides, the Powers that Be on the Dope haven’t ruled one way or another. I still say that some of the “locations” listed are more enlightening to me, insofar as where the Doper is “coming from” than would a correct geographical location. Maybe mine isn’t all that enlightening or even humorous, ironic or wise, but I ain’t changin’ it now. ‘Cause you ain’t the boss o’ me!
That blank space stands for Ridgecrest, CA. We used to be 20 miles past the end of the road to nowhere. Now we’ve got a McDonalds, a Wal*Mart and a Home Depot.
Who could ask for anything more?
I really do live in my own little world.
It just happens to exist alternately in Carmel, IN and Muncie, IN.