Arizona is the Grand Canyon state. It says so right on our license plates. So I figure this must be a pretty big deal, right? I should go and check it out. But I don’t know where to look.
“Hey, DinkyDog! What’s a canyon?” Says me.
“It’s that big empty space between your ears,” says Spring. This is why I don’t usually ask her questions.
So I Google it. Which leads me to Wikipedia, source of all knowledge. And that’s how I learn that the Grand Canyon is even closer than I thought!! In fact, it’s practically in my backyard. You’d have thought I would have noticed the burros or the tourists, but honestly, I don’t spend that much time outside so I guess that’s how it escaped my attention.
So I go to check it out. And I have to be honest with you: it’s really not that grand. I don’t know what all the fuss is about. I certainly don’t know why they would bother mentioning it on a license plate, but hey, it’s their state, they can put whatever they want on there.
|From Drop Box|
If it were up to me, I’d have it say “Arizona: home of the Sonoran Dog.”