Blackmailing A Pervert To Facilitate Underage Gambling… How Could This Not Work Out?
Posted on August 23, 2005
Well well well, another update. Hot damn. I was kind of inspired to make this update as I was reading a thread over at SA. Here’s an excerpt:
Growing up in Base Housing, I also did not experience racism. The military is very integrated, and race isn’t even really acknowledged. The housing I lived in was officer’s housing for large families, and any time a new family moved in the gang of kids would wander over and inquire about the newcomer’s children, and they’d join our roving gang. There were no fences, there was a huge field behind my house with a swingset, space to play baseball or football, and a steep hill for sledding in the winnter.
Now, just ignore the part about the racism cuz that’s not really what inspired me to write. This was taken from a thread where the poster was like “Nebraska, Iowa, and Kansas don’t suck!” Everyone else, of course, disagreed for one reason or another. Well, dammit, I’m here to defend Nebraska. I kind of have a feeling that a few other people that might read this probably agree.
No, there might not be as much to do as there is in New York or something, but I was never really totally at a loss for things to do when I lived there, and I was never much for going out and doing stuff. Maybe that’s because I was always at band practice… Haha. But there’s the zoo, which yeah, you can only do so many times, but it’s still cool. There’s Rosenblatt and the College World Series. Only comes once a year, but it’s damn sweet. I don’t think I’ve ever really been, but from my understanding, the Old Market was spiffy. Again, never been, but what about the Ranch Bowl? k, maybe that’s my whole list of things to do in Nebraska (let’s hear some of you other Nebraska peeps chime in), but what I really wanted to comment on was the bit about the gang of neighborhood kids. Maybe it’s a military thing, I don’t know, but there was always kids in the neighborhood to play with during the summer. I remember going out to play and coming home when it got dark and always wanting to stay out a little longer to catch the fireflies. We’d climb trees, rollerblade, ride bikes, play basketball, baseball, hacky sack out in the street (and we never had to worry about cars flying through the streets), the list goes on. When we moved to Columbia five years ago, my sister claimed the bedroom on the front of the house, fully expecting it to be of some use like it was in Nebraska. My brother and I had the front bedrooms in Nebraska and we could always see what was going on out in the street with the other kids. So my sister claims the front bedroom, only to be disappointed that the only thing to watch is the people across the street drive fast. No kids at all. No roving gang of kids out having a good time. That doesn’t happen anywhere in Columbia from my experience. I’ve seen a fair bit of the area, as well, from delivering pizza, and I honestly can’t recall seeing a group of 5 or 6 kids out playing. And this was northeast Columbia, where it’s reasonably nice and safe. Maybe it is a military thing since there were so many families that had several kids so there was always someone close to the right age to play with. I think our street alone in Nebraska must have had at least a dozen kids that lived on it. And every one of them would be out playing. And that was just our street alone; we knew kids from several streets over in both directions. I think our street in Columbia might have like 3.
Hmmm, well, I’ve kind of run out of gas, so I think I’m going to wrap it up. Let’s put it this way: If I ever have kids, I’d seriously like to raise them in Bellevue. I had a great time there as a kid and maybe in high school, I sometimes thought it was boring, but when I visited there last summer, it made me realize how much the area really does have to offer. And now I’m definitely out of gas. Thoughts?
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