being culturally elite
In order to cement your status in the cultural elite, you want to be already sick of everything no one else has even heard of.
Meanwhile, I've just left the high country, pausing just long enough to watch a Rockies game at Coors Field (while successfully avoiding actual Coors), and then head hurtling down (cf. hurdling down or even hurling down) toward the sticky Midwest at speeds to thrill the heart. Enroute, I visited both my old friend John, my other friend John, and my friends Eric and Amanda. Sweet.