omaha is only a seven hour car ride away, and, dammit, i want to go. i can't explain what made me suddenly decide that i *need* to visit omaha, but in the last, oh, 20 minutes, i have developed a severe obsession. i must go to nebraska. i am being summoned.

this may end up being like norfolk, va, all over again- only the car ride will take half as long and not involve the pennsylvania turnpike.

there's something in me that drawn to the little big cities. or are they the big little cities?