“We have a building!” – Source
Kalamazoo. You may know it as a place where people live. But do you know why it was thusly named? Well, sit back dear readers, I will take you on a trip fantastic.
It originally had the unoriginal name of Bronson (Not to be confused with another Bronson 50 miles away), settled by Titus Bronson in 1829 and founded 2 years later.
As it turns out, Titus Bronson was an “eccentric” to the “dismay” of “an influential group of men in town” a whole five years after he founded it. He was convicted of stealing a cherry tree (cherries are serious business in Michigan), kicked out and the town was promptly renamed “Kalamazoo”. – Source
Why Kalamazoo though? Named after La rivière Kikanamaso as the French-Canadians called it, where it was derived from an Potawatomi word (probably?) meaning “boiling water” (maybe?) or “the mirage or reflecting river” (maybe). So the American settlers decided, “Yes, that is a fine name, Kalamazoo it is.”
A footnote in this fascinating and inspiring tale of Titus Bronson, Wikipedia says:
After leaving Kalamazoo, Bronson found his way to Davenport, Iowa, where, in 1842, he lost most of his money in a land swindle. His wife also died in that same year. Bronson lived in Illinois for a short while, and then returned to Connecticut where he died a broken man.
Other Sources: Stuff I found on wikipedia.
I counted 23 pig carcasses. Add 2 and you get 25.
I turned 25 (years old) this year, so I thought it’d be pretty nifty if I told strangers things about themselves, which is the thing to do for someone at my advanced and wisened age on the Internet. Can’t argue with the Internet.
- You were an idiot.
- You are an idiot.
- You will always be an idiot.
- You are a damned fool.
- You have said and done idiotic and inane things.
- You will continue to say and do idiotic and inane things.
- You have done enormously idiotic things.
- While we’re on the topic, you dress(ed) like an idiot.
- Stop being such an idiot.
- Know what you’re doing right now? It’s idiotic.
- Your friends are idiots.
- Your parents were idiots.
- You may know one person whose not an idiot, but that’s only after they’ve exhausted all options.
- You’re also smug.
- Chances are you’re a twit. You definitely display some twittish traits.
- Your grasp on reality is tenuous.
- You are a moron.
- You are a dumbass.
- You are a stupid dumbass.
- You are a fool.
- You are an idiot.
- You’re an embarrassment.
- You are imbecilic, if not an imbecile.
- You probably were an asshole for large swaths of your life.
- You like idiots.
“John” you say, “How did you possibly figure this out?!”
Deep and unabated introspection.
Hi. I have been slacking in the scanning and posting of my drawings. I have been drawing, but I do need to play catch up. I could just post some of the plethora of my old sketches and be done with it, but that’s weak.
Scanning just takes so long, and I don’t have a dedicated setup any longer and now my desktop no longer recognizes my 10 year old scanner and my laptop is using various trial versions of Photoshop. At least the language is no longer stuck on Danske. Dansk? I learned a few words like “Gem” and “Annular” and “Gem ikke”.
This entry will be kinda pointless after I post the missing days, but to all 1 of my readers (Hi Katie!) this is for you. Speaking of which, I should tell people about my awkward corner of the Internet.
Goodnight, I’m going to fall to sleep listening to morose music and pretend I’m a tortured, but compelling alcoholic. I am none of those things, in case you were wondering.