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Huskers Have a Kicker?

February 8, 2005 at 4:19pm By: Mr. Wilson Posted in 625 Elm Street

Of all of the Huskers’ recent problems, few people would probably put “crappy kickers” in the top ten list. I put it in the top five, if not the top three. Our kickers of late have been terrible.

Apparently the Huskers picked up a winner for 2005, a guy named Jordan Congdon.

Why is this the first I’ve heard about Congdon? Or have I just not been paying attention?

I Deam Of ... Kim Jong-il?

February 8, 2005 at 4:12pm By: Mr. Wilson Posted in 625 Elm Street

I’m not sure what this says about me or what’s going on in my head, but last night I dreamt that Kim Jong-il had somehow taken over my computer remotely. He was a tricky little bastard, too. He kept deleting files off my desktop. Good thing I had backups.

Behind the Times

February 4, 2005 at 3:46am By: Mr. Wilson Posted in 625 Elm Street

In a late-breaking story, Newsweek reports on a startling new theory:

How did life, in its infinite complexity, come to be? A controversial new theory called ‘intelligent design’ asserts a supernatural agent was at work

Uhh, wasn’t there a book written about that, like, 6,000 years ago?

Mr. Wilson is Dead

February 4, 2005 at 12:23am By: Mr. Wilson Posted in 625 Elm Street

Well, he feels that way, anyway. He’s close enough to death that he is referring to himself in the third person, so his illness must be serious.

It’s probably Ebola.

[Update: 8:09PM] My temperature is 101.0. I haven’t had a temperature that high in years. I have quite a ways to break my record, though. It was something like 106 or 107. Yeah, I was prone to high fevers as a kid. [/update]

Play-By-Play of a Whoopin’

February 2, 2005 at 9:34pm By: Mr. Wilson Posted in 625 Elm Street

Snopes has the authenticity of this listed as “undetermined.” Whether true or not, it’s pretty dang funny!

Eminent Domain Abuse in Ohio

February 2, 2005 at 6:38pm By: Mr. Wilson Posted in 625 Elm Street

Some people have said to me, “Mr. Wilson, the block on which Samurai Sam’s [and other businesses] sits is so unattractive. Wouldn’t a hotel be a better use of that land? It would certainly be a more attractive land use.” Perhaps. But it isn’t my place to say what constitutes a “better” use of land when that land is not mine. Nor is it your place.

My reasons for getting fired up about the Samurai Sam’s situation go far beyond that specific case. Eminent domain abuse is going on all over the country. And it is all but certain that Lincoln will have to rely on eminent domain to acquire some, most, or even all of the land needed to complete critical portions of the Antelope Valley Project. That’s not to say that Lincoln will abuse eminent domain in the future. But it is a distinct possibility. The Samurai Sam’s case will say a lot about how Lincoln intends to treat property owners over the next several years, especially since Samurai Sam’s land is not “critical” to the completion of the Antelope Valley Project.

Just because Samurai Sam’s doesn’t make a great poster child for eminent domain abuse doesn’t mean that other Lincolnites won’t face the fear of eminent domain in the future. Nationwide, governments abuse blight designations all of the time, blatantly violating the property rights of average Joes like you and me. Only protesting rights abuses in a fit of NIMBYism is better than no activism at all, but it’s still cowardly.

Taken For a Ride

February 1, 2005 at 11:27pm By: Mr. Wilson Posted in 625 Elm Street

Terrorists are going to behead a U.S. soldier! Or are they…


Heaven in an Intestine

February 1, 2005 at 5:31pm By: Mr. Wilson Posted in 625 Elm Street

Last night I fired up the grill and cooked a couple jalapeno cheddar brats from Karpisek’s Meat Market in Wilber, Nebraska. They had been recommended to me by ... well, by several people, actually. I happened to be in Wilber one day a couple weeks ago so I stopped by Karpisek’s.

Oh sweet goodness in a pig intestine.

The brats were filled with little pieces of jalapeno chiles, they oozed cheddar cheese, and the meat was oh so carnivorific. They were beautiful, people. Beautiful. I nearly wept.

Get thee to Wilber, people. Today.

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