You know you're from Colorado when...

You know the 'correct' pronunciation of Buena Vista.

You think there are only three seasons: elk, football, and skiing.

April showers bring May blizzards.

You see someone riding a Harley in a snowstorm, and you look closer to see if it's someone you know.

Timberline is someplace you have actually been, many times.

You know who Alfred Packer was.

SPF 90 is not out of the question.

People from other states breathe five times as often as you do.

Having a Senator named 'Nighthorse' doesn't seem strange.

A full moon has never kept you awake.

You have an $800 stereo in a $300 truck.

Knowing that Texas and California are downstream gives you a certain feeling of satisfaction when you flush.

You carry your $3,000 mountain bike on top of your $500 car.

You have a business degree and are frying burgers at a McDonald's in Vail.

You own a big dog named Aspen, Buck, Cheyenne or Dakota that wears a bandanna.

You think a pass does not involve a football or a woman.

You are 82 years old and take up snowboarding.

Your real Y2K fear is running out of Celestial Seasonings tea and trail mix.

The entire top of your head is bald, but you still have a ponytail.

You get depressed after one day of cloudy weather.

You think that formal wear is ironed denim.

North means "mountains to the left;" south is "mountains to the right;" and east and west are where all those liberals keep moving in from. (A little Eastern-slope prejudice.)

You go anywhere else on the planet and the air feels "sticky" and you notice the sky is no longer blue.

You consider a three-piece suit to be a pair of shorts, a sweatshirt, and Birkenstocks.

Your bridal registry is at REI.

You can run up ten flights of stairs without huffing and puffing.

You have stood on solid ground and looked down on an airplane in flight.

In Colorado there is an additional season... "Road Construction."