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So I'm reading a book written by John Hodgman, who you may know from The Daily Show or as the PC in the new Mac ads, called "Areas of my Expertise" which is essentially an almanac of facts he made up. I thought I would share with you his information on Rhode Island.
Rhode Island
Nicknames: Li'l Rhodie, The Little State That's Full of Absinthe Fiends
Motto: "Hum. Ho. Did You Wake me?"
Notes: Before becoming the Pepsi One state, Rhode Island was famous for its thirst for "coffee milk," fresh local milk combined with a sugary coffee syrup ("Autocrat" is the favored local brand, though some coffee-milk partisans prefer "Despot" or "Totalitarian") and gently laced with absinthe. The drink was traditionally enjoyed in a mansion, hence the imposing, forty-room "summer cottages" and "syrups shacks" of the robber barons that grew like barnacles upon the Newport shore in the nineteenth century. It is believed that the dreamy melancholy associated with coffee-milk addiction may be the reason Rhode Islanders never attempted expansion beyond their minuscule borders, and it almost certainly is responsible for the novels of Rhode Islander H.P. Lovecraft. Absinthe was finally outlawed in 1992, and Rhode Island slowly awoke from its dark dream.
Rhode Island
Nicknames: Li'l Rhodie, The Little State That's Full of Absinthe Fiends
Motto: "Hum. Ho. Did You Wake me?"
Notes: Before becoming the Pepsi One state, Rhode Island was famous for its thirst for "coffee milk," fresh local milk combined with a sugary coffee syrup ("Autocrat" is the favored local brand, though some coffee-milk partisans prefer "Despot" or "Totalitarian") and gently laced with absinthe. The drink was traditionally enjoyed in a mansion, hence the imposing, forty-room "summer cottages" and "syrups shacks" of the robber barons that grew like barnacles upon the Newport shore in the nineteenth century. It is believed that the dreamy melancholy associated with coffee-milk addiction may be the reason Rhode Islanders never attempted expansion beyond their minuscule borders, and it almost certainly is responsible for the novels of Rhode Islander H.P. Lovecraft. Absinthe was finally outlawed in 1992, and Rhode Island slowly awoke from its dark dream.