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Dusk in Albuquerque, New Mexico, taken from we...

Dusk in Albuquerque, New Mexico, taken from westside over toward the Sandia Mountains in the east. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’ve learned a few things since relocating to New Mexico a little more than a year ago…

The first thing you must learn is the state question (Red or Green?) Sadly, it has nothing to do with traffic signals, which are routinely violated.

Residents can answer the state question by rote, but don’t seem to comprehend the correct response to those colors when illuminated on a traffic light.

No matter how cold it is where you’re at, it’s always colder in Thoreau!

The Weather Channel will send out a national camera crew and report around-the-clock on several inches of snow but will ignore locations in California that get several feet of snow between breakfast and lunch.

It’s DWI (Driving While Intoxicated), not DUI (Driving Under the Influence), and, it’s as common as DWT (driving while texting).

It’s illegal to ride in the cab of a pickup without your seatbelt on, but quite alright for six people to ride down the same highway unrestrained in the open bed of the same pickup.

Hitch hiking is the state past time.

Cops in Albuquerque employ the same techniques of dealing with the bad guy as those in Fresno, Calif: Shoot to kill. It arguably saves taxpayer dollars.

Jobs here are a little easier to come by, but the cost of living is comparable to California when you factor in abysmally low wages and the high cost of housing and food.

You still need to explain to those who’ve never been here that New Mexico is a state in the United States, not a country.

It’s springtime: if you don’t like the weather, wait a few minutes, it’ll change! It can snow several inches before breakfast and by lunch it’s 70 degrees.

It’s apparently okay to pull a horse trailer or a flatbed and not have working lights or a license plate on them.

Some people refer to New Mexico as the “Land of Entrapment” (a take-off on the state’s motto: “Land of Enchantment”) because one you get here you can never leave! (I think the Eagles wrote a song about this!)

10% humidity is muggy.

6″ of snow will cripple a town.

The state dress code is black jeans and black shirts.

Everywhere else is 2-3 hours away.