Over the years, I’ve covered a few elections— probably more than I’d like to remember. Back in the day, we didn’t get the wallto- wall commercials slinging mud or the daily update on what the polls say.

Around my office there is a bit of a running joke that, at this point, nothing surprises us. We will write stories that we think will turn heads, and all we hear are crickets.

Labels in politics are a tricky thing, particularly in Nebraska. If you’re a “Republican,” do you align with the wing of the party that identifies with former governor and United States Senator Pete Ricketts? Or do you roll with the new GOP, the group that tossed out Ricketts’ loyalists?

In early October, I made one of several trips this fall to Palmer High School to catch my hometown Tigers in action on the volleyball court. Rarely is there a time that I don’t enjoy making the trip back to my alma mater, and that day was no different.

I was driving home from a fishing trip the other day when I heard the news: Pete Rose, probably the best hitter in the history of baseball, had died. When I played in high school, I used a “Pete Rose” Louisville Slugger bat.

In the middle of the MLB Playoffs, I figured it was probably an appropriate time to provide our readers with a little “inside baseball.”

There are few moments in life where I feel more like an adult than when I accomplish the type of task that only a real “grown-up” would undertake, or even remember to attempt.

Hard to imagine, but in our deep-red state we now have a competitive race for the United States Senate. It’s been a while since a Republican had to break a sweat to get re-elected to the Senate in Nebraska.

Last Thursday, while sitting in the stands at the St. Paul softball diamond, I was starting to get a little irked.

Nebraska doesn’t get many national headlines about politics, but a recent, last-minute push by major Republicans to get the state to ditch its unique system of awarding electoral votes for president did just that.