Nebraska can sink into the ocean for all I care

By Michael Higdon
Saturday, Jun. 14, 2008 @ 3:18 pm

Hi, my name is Michael Higdon, you may remember me from such pages as the Chuck Norris page (07) or the sperm and egg cover this year. I am the former design editor of The Nevada Sagebrush.

Right now I’m in Indianapolis enjoying my Pulliam Fellowship at the Indianapolis Star, a superb and innovative paper deeply involved in community enriching journalism that I’m sure to blather on about for the rest of the summer and hope to bring to you this following school year.

Driving out from Nevada with my wonderful girlfriend proved a challenging endeavour. With mormons in Utah, nothing in Wyoming and a death cloud laying hail and tornadoes throughout our path,in Nebraska, I’m surprised we came out of it alive. In fact, I’d say Nebraska must be the worst state in the union. Not only does it stink like cow manure, the “death cloud” hail shoved my car backward into the ditch on the side of the road. Luckily I’m an expert at controlling a crash - think Launchpad from “Ducktales” - otherwise, I might have rolled my truck or worse, flown into oncoming traffic.

Though I must say I stupidly didn’t slow down and hide under a bridge like everyone else I passed a mile back. But hey, I’m from Nevada, hail can suck it. In any case, after a brief stop in Chicago, I finally made it to Indianapolis only to find most of my food had turned moldy or oddly blended with their cardboard containers. And somehow my suit bag ripped open and I lost a tie.

Morale of the story…Nebraska and California should meet and become better friends with the ocean.





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