What Cornhuskers do to Kansas State fans

If that doesn’t get you pumped for a new blog post, I don’t know what will! I’ll explain below…but first…

I’ll come clean. It’s been a really long time. Like a fat kid polishing off his 12th Krispy Kreme, I told myself we’d never get to this point, and now we’re here. Well, we’re not quite here. This isn’t a blogspot page about my cat with the last update from Nov. 2006. But still, it’s been a long time since I’ve posted.

Two distinct things have happened since my last effort:

1. I went to the Phish festival in California and came back with Swine Flu. I think (not that I’d know seeing as how Obama hasn’t given me health care yet, so I’m guessing). Knocked me out for awhile, that stuff is no joke.

2. Got really, really busy with Omaha.net. I can now see why people with real jobs sometimes forget to update their fantasy sports rosters. They’re busy! My job involves sitting in front of a computer all day and occasionally interviewing people. I make my own hours. Yet, I still haven’t had a post in awhile. That’s how you know I’m busy.

So, while Omaha.net isn’t paying me millions, stuff is definitely happening, and I’m excited about it. Being entrepreneurial is as interesting as it is scary, and one day, I’ll have to write about it.

Until then, check out a new post I wrote about my first Cornhusker football experience in its natural state over at Omaha.net: The Cornhuskers Did Battle, But I Won the War (a road kill story, lot of pics, and a funny video I captured by this band whose main claim to fame is The Blow Job Song).

Please please please leave me some comments (here, or there, or both!). It really helps me to know what people are thinking, what they’d like me to write about in the future…heck, I live alone, in OMAHA. It’s nice just hearing from people!

Because I’m stupid, I have about 3-5 posts 75% written, collecting dust. I’m banging those bitches out over Thanksgiving, and we’re getting this bitch up and running again.

Tell your friends, bitches! (No seriously. Tell them. Facebook, Digg, Twitter, it’s all just below…)

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The rest are on Viddler. Find them. Halloween night is starting, costume donning must commence. For the evening, I’ll be playing the part of ______.

Lance Armstrong died of testicular cancer for you!

Faithful readers, you have not been fooled! There really is a post here, I swear.

It’s right here: click on it.

Please.

The thing is, I also work for (co-own?) this other little web venture: Omaha.net. The post is housed on that website, and since I’m totally into Adsense arbitrage, link building, and various other forms of traffic-related skulduggery, I want you to view it there (besides, Google already knows what websites I own, anyways. There’s no fooling them).

Nah, I’m just kidding. It’s just laid out really nicely there because Morgan, our layout editor (co-owner?), does a great job.

Omaha.net: we're so ice cold we advertise on ambulances

Of course, I’d like to have my posts here to look as pretty as they do elsewhere. I seriously spend half my time on this site being overwhelmed by HTML/Wordpress issues that are beyond me. The whole idea of having travel culture + music was to write about what I care about, share photographs, and make trillions of dollars, and instead, I indulge the perfectionist control freak inside me who screams, “#336699 is not as visually pleasing a color as #006699! They’ll never come back. They’re alllll going to laugh at you!”

That guy sucks.

I’m a busy kid these days and a little behind laying out the new things I’ve written. But  we’re trying to stick to the Monday/Friday schedule, so you’ll get Adventure Racing and like it! Look forward to Friday’s post about Zen Cooking and Zen Climbing.

Also, I’m heading to Phish’s Festival 8* (!) in Indio, California this Wednesday. Look out for some live video blog updates from the concert later in the week.

Happy Monday! Over and out…

*In the unlikely event that someone who reads this is going to Festival 8, here’s my Google Voice number: 502 414 1234. Let’s meet up and discuss Proust over a bottle of Malbec.

Bonus pics for travel culture + music readers of the farmers market after the race:

Lexington Farm, Lexington, NE

Jellies, Lexington, NE

Laughing Honey, Lexington, NE

Big Green Cucumber, Lexington, NE

Grasshopper on Yellow, Lexington, NE

Life and Death, Lexington, NE

Glass Onion #1, Lexington, NE

Glass Onion #2, Lexington, NE

Glass Onion #3, Lexington, NE