file under: way to go, brain (upcoming trip to ABQ edition)

while flipping past what looked like yet another city confidential episode, i just caught a slurred "-xico" from narrator paul winfield (who always sounds like he's never far from a tumbler of bourbon when narrating). three channels further down the line, i decided to turn back and check to see if, you know, he may have been talking about new mexico, because i'm always oddly proud of my homestate showing up in the news (runaway brides and UFC fighters included).

sure enough, a familiar green roadsign marking the city limits was on the screen when i turned back, followed quickly by shots of central avenue (one featuring the sign for the house of pancakes where i first discovered the wonders of endless coffee refills accompanied by angsty journal writing).

not much later, still flipping around, N asks me to go back to a commercial for a show she's interested in checking out (which, we soon discover, features an actor from another show she has been known to obsess over. that actor - now that i think about it - reminds her of me. for the record, i don't see the similarities at all).

while watching the commercial, the background landscaping looks familiar - bright, arid, dotted with scrubby little trees. i say to N, "that looks like it could be shot in new mexico". the fact that the show has a paranormal theme makes me think it's set in roswell. but no. the show is shot, in fact, in my hometown. which we're visiting in a few weeks. brainulation otra vez! i'm telling you, it happens often around my wife.

also: holy shit. sign me up for this. like, immediately.

also: two surnames i ran across tonight i'd love to unravel the etymology of:

- seagraves
- tarbat

awesome.