The postage meter at work is broken, so we had to go buy stamps. Apparently, the United States Postal Service has a new series of stamps commemorating the Flags of Our Nation. It wasn’t long before I got to Arkansas and I was immediately struck by how their flag looks like a beer label.
So, I immediately began thinking of slogans for Arkansas beer.
The post title was the best that I could come up with. Sorry, Arkansas.
well, to quote Roger Miller:
“I love my Ma and I love my Pa, but I sure love ole’ Arkansas”
But we DO have our own breweries and beers! The best one is the Diamond Bear Brewery, with choices like Presidential IPA (“A Beer Fit For a Head of State!”) and Southern Blonde (“Nothing Beats a Southern Blonde!”). Perhaps a better slogan would be “Nothing beats a Southern blonde, except for her mama or her cell mate.”
Incidentally, it’s called Diamond Bear because AR is the only U.S. state with a diamond mine and because Arkansas was known as the Bear State back before California wrestled that title away from us. That’s why we don’t have a bear on OUR state flag; you lot stole it from us!
See, the badness of my beer slogan has to do mostly with my lack of knowledge about the state more than anything, thus my apology.
And though I live here now, I don’t think I will ever truly be a Californian, for a variety of reasons.
It’s okay. Not many people know much about my mythical land. I like to think of myself as Arkansas’ emissary to the WD. Oh! I could be like Benjamin Sisko, except without the resonating voice and much, much shorter. And whiter.
;P
It does! If that don’t put the drink in, er, coinkydrink.
Er.
I didn’t even realize the individual states had flags. *BLUSH*