You know you are from Colorado when...

You know you are from Colorado, when…

You know the ‘correct’ pronunciation of Buena Vista.

You think there are only 3 seasons: elk, football, and skiing.

April showers bring May blizzards.

You see someone riding a Harley in a snowstorm, and you look closer to see if it’s someone you know.

Timberline is someplace you have actually been, many times.

You know who Alfred Packer was.

SPF 90 is not out of the question.

People from other states breathe 5 times as often as you do.

Having a Senator named ‘Nighthorse’ doesn’t seem strange.

A full moon has never kept you awake.
Knowing that Texas and California are downstream gives you a certain feeling of satisfaction when you flush.

You carry your $3,000 mountain bike on top of your $500 car.

You have a business degree and are frying burgers at a McDonald’s in Vail.

You think a pass does not involve a football or a woman.

You are 82 years old and take up snowboarding.

The entire top of your head is bald, but you still have a pony tail.

You get depressed after one day of cloudy weather.

You think that formal wear is ironed denim.

North means “mountains to the left;” south is “mountains to the right;” and east and west are where all those liberals keep moving in from.

You go anywhere else on the planet and the air feels “sticky” and you notice the sky is no longer blue.

Your bridal registry is at REI.

You can run up 10 flights of stairs without huffing and puffing.

You have stood on solid ground and looked down on an airplane in flight.

In Colorado there is an additional season: “Road Construction”

< sent by a great friend that currently lives on the east coast hehe >

I suppose standing in a building and looking WAY down on a flying airplane taking off means you live in Chicago. And we have a construction season, except, with the mild winters lately, they don’t end.

I know who Alferd “There were three Democrats in this county and you ate two of them” Packer is. But haven’t gotten any closer than Wyoming and two out of 24 doesn’t count.

Good list. I get the jokes, but they don’t apply to me. That’s only beaten by getting the jokes and having them apply to me.

If they apply to you then you deserve a “Native” bumper sticker.

The key is solid ground.

And, here’s another for you:

When you look at stormy skies, you don’t think tornado, you don’t think lightning. You think “Where can I park my SUV to get it out of the hail?”

Here’s my unique Colorado experience.

I was driving to Cheyenne Mountain from the Springs. It was an ugly overcast day.
Half way up the road I drove into the cloud, now it’s foggy.
When I got to the top of the road I drove out of the cloud, now it’s a beautiful, sunny day. I look over Colorado Springs and it’s completely gone. Nothing but a cloud bank.