Effingham is where we stayed every night (er, day) while we were doing our "Training Engineer" portion of trucking. We'd drive from Effingham to Chicago to St Louis (or sometimes Evansville, IN instead) to Effingham every night and then sleep in the truck during the day or walk to WalMart, etc. This lasted about 2 weeks. After that, we occasionally would stop there while out over the road, but we actually weren't a very big fan of any of the truck stops there (including the one we spent most of our time at), so yeah. That's my Effingham story. Also, my dad knows the owners of the Harley Barn out there. Oh, and my horrible-awful co-worker at my last accounting job was obsessed with Bob & Tom so I'd always here about their Effingham bits from her. And then we drove thru once on our way to Indianapolis for work and she wouldn't shut up about it. Have I mentioned I don't miss her?
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I often get caught giggling when that town name comes up at work. It's also my new favorite word to mutter under my breath when I become frustrated.
Also, your cartoon name rocks.
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BUT ANYWAY, WOO EFFINGHAM, EH?
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