Pocatello

Pocatello Sucks. big time, its literaly the butthole of idaho. Its a waste land filled with drunks and a porn shop in witch i saw a 8 year od girl behing the counter cause mommy didnt want to get a baby sitter…
I dread going to that town everything i goto salt lake city or Boise…
I hate it that much

last time I was here was when I was younger around 16-17… when we used to goto the softball tourney they have in august… a lot of fun… during this time of year with the fair and festivals that go on… since then I really haven’t been back except as a drive through.

...but I didn’t find anything to draw me here. It’s a great place to stop on the way to somewhere else, such as Yellowstone or Craters of the Moon, ... or even the Potato Museum in Blackfoot for that matter.

Pocatello is all right. living here forever doesn’t help ones point of view. We are known for: being the 10th(someware ‘round there) meth capitol in the u.s.,Simplots and there help in making geneticaly modified fries for the corplord (for instance Mc d’s), and my favorite the trains. Poky was practicaly built on the rail road, so naturally we get a lot of interesting train hoppers through here. Its fun to hang out drink beer and listen to there experiences. So if you ever find yourself stuck here go to Main st. Coffee give Tony a big tip and sit on the bench on the side and wait for people to show up.

When I was 12 years old, my father took me on a trip of the western USA in his Cessna. We landed in Pocatello on the way from the Grand Canyon to Yellowstone, for lunch. There was a large ‘P’ on the hillside, which perhaps stood for “Pocatello”, but more likely for “Phill”, my name, since I was visiting that day.