Hitchhikers Guide to the NorCalaxy

California is the place to be, apparently. The Wharton School of Business over at the University of Pennsylvania (home of the Trump, don’t ya know) has released its idiot’s guide to Northern California, Southern California, and California in general. What would you add to their list?

No mention of CoolDMZ’s birthday, though. Obviously they didn’t do their research.

2 thoughts on “Hitchhikers Guide to the NorCalaxy”

  1. Pretty good for Pennsylvanians… a few edits

    4. Don’t order wine in a box or a jug or with a twist-off cap.

    Nope. As high quality cork becomes endangered, California’s ecologically (and economically) minded winemakers are moving away from cork. Bonny Doon Vineyard makes fantastic wines and exclusively uses screwtops. As for box wine, Delicato Vineyards Shiraz is my personal recommendation.

    10. The NorCal border

    Hmmm. First, this attitude completely ignores the multiple theories concerning the correct number of Californias. Many will insist that Northern California ends at Mount Shasta. They refer to the region as “ReNoCa” Real Nor-Cal. Leaving the remaining three Californias: Central, Coastal and Southern.

    Of course, there’s also the Mythical State of Jefferson. I won’t even go there. But don’t forget Jefferson.

    If you want, however, to accept the Two States Theory (Forty! Million! Daggers!), the line is drawn at San Luis Obispo with a diagonal inclination towards Kettleman City, Porterville, and East through Death Valley. Like it or not, we get Fresno.

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  2. Depending on where in Northern California some of these Whartonites might settle, they may also need to become one with their odometer. Growing up in rural Humboldt County and then in a much less developed (than it is now) Placer County, getting to friends’ houses and other locales usually entailed directions sounding something like this, “Turn off the paved road — check your odometer, and go exactly three tenths of a mile, then turn left at the big tree. Go over the cattle guard, then go exactly 1.7 miles, turn right at the fork, and you’ll see the chicken coop, then it’s only two-tenths of a mile to the house.”

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