But for today, pictures! Of the Nebraska capital! Or from the NE capital. Starring those near and dear to me.
We'll start now. With a generic shot of the building. It's tall. It's. . . oh, let's just say phallic.
Here, my smokin' hot wife illustrates how small are the elevators that will take you to the observation deck(s) at the fourteenth floor of the capital building.
And then she's very excited about the fourteenth floor. Who wouldn't be?
See that red churchy building over on the right side? My apartment is just blocks away from that. Stop by some time. You can peruse our half dozen bibles. And at least that many versions of the I Ching, Tao De Ching, and somewhat fewer translations of Chuang-Tse.
In this picture are all the offices of the English department. Plus, the Husker stadium and a variety of other tedious details.
In this lively photo, my very own father illustrates exactly the kind of tourist activities we've been up to.
And then I just had to meditate on angles. Please enjoy. Or I'll come at you like a shoot fighter.
Although D claims that photography was developed for us to make pictures of housecats, I make the counter-claim that all photos are about her. In this, she plays the role of the Goddess of Lincoln. Which is not a game we play, at all, when we're alone and almost naked. We don't. I swear to god.
I'll end with a pop quiz: How many times did my parents ask me about the poetry books/ecocriticism books/any of the hundreds of books we have in this house? You can pick any number between zero and pi. But I bet you already know, don't you?
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