lincoln living: part two

Nice chairs - better art. The owner of the home painted them himself. Very nice.

lincoln living

It's all in the chairs, and she knows how to make a house a home. Put up a little paint and get a dog :-) Stay tuned for lincoln living: part two - featuring another friend's Lincoln abode.

the rococo

On a whim, I saw Pete Yorn perform last night. The light was pretty. So was the music.

arena eats

The Devaney Center is home to the Big Red Dog - hot dog, that is. I wasn't brave enough to eat one, but my buddy enjoyed his Clifford down to the last bite. I went for the sausage and saved room in my belly for the homemade cookies. The cookie monster would have loved them.

The day would have been better with a Missouri win, but I can't complain. The game was close until the end.

visiting home

More than 20 years ago I lived in this house. The fence wasn't there, nor the tacky yard decorations. The train tracks that ran 10 feet from the house are gone. A trail sits in their place. I don't remember the big tree that's now in the front yard, but I do know that I learned to walk in front of this house. I played with a Slinky in the big back yard. I visited our neighbors and their pet turtles. I called this place home.

nebraska nicknames

Tonight I arrived in Omaha, Neb. My cousins used to call the place "Homaha" when they lived there. I lived in Lincoln for about a year when I was young, and we called the place "Lincoln Stinkin'."