Some state capitol watchers say they can’t relax until state legislators go home for the year. As a reporter who chased the occupants of the “Hall of Hot Winds” for too many decades, I can attest that the fire drill-like finish to legislative sessions leaves you ready for something different.

There may be no better window into your past way of thinking than what you discover while moving.

Spring is planting time in Nebraska. But the looming primary election on May 12th for United States Senate is also, allegedly, quite a planting session, generating competing claims that candidates are “plants” to help or hurt the two leading candidates.

“To the Arch by March.” That was the scary slogan circulating throughout Omaha back in the 1980s when both Union Pacific and ConAgra were threatening to move their corporate headquarters out of the River City. (U.P.

Apparently, there is more than one way to make a fruit salad. Frankly, while it seems like a logical conclusion, it is something that I hadn’t really ever thought about.

For the second time this week, while proofreading the pages of one of our newspapers, I was reminded of a more unique Easter tradition that my cousins and I participated in. A tradition that, back in the day, left our pockets jingling.

The Nebraska Legislature began talking about “exterrestrials” the other day, and well, who could pass up writing about that? I have a buddy who insists that an alien craft hovered over his acreage outside of Ashland.

When it comes to knowing about the weather, I know very little besides what I observe when I walk out the door each day. Too hot, too cold, it doesn’t really matter.

If you’re like me, you were sickened to read about the wildfires running amok across sections of Nebraska in mid March.

Some things may seem a bit irrational. Others seem to be worthwhile.