Newsletter
March 2011
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Nebraska: Definitely a Happy State...Unless... In 2010, Gallup-Healthways Well-Being Index surveyed adults from ages 18 and older about whether or not they were happy living in their chosen states. Not surprisingly, Hawaii won as the happiest state. |
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The Women in Red “All of our acts in life are preordained,” we’re told in the opening line of Bitch, the Witching Hour’s post-feminist homage to the place of women in pre-feminist history. The late-night company of the Blue Barn Theatre, the... |
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Two Desperate Men For those of you who have never seen an F-Troupe Collaborative production, would you please be so kind as to skip down to the paragraph capped with the title Two Desperate Men? Go ahead. That’s okay. We’ll wait. There. Now that we... |
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The Machinery of Memory I don’t keep an official count on the number of community theater productions I’ve seen over the last seven years, but even the most conservative estimate would have found me sitting in the dark at least 350 times. Very few of those... |
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Why We Volunteer in Omaha In 1961, my father was a year old. As the Vietnam War began to escalate and distrust of the government mounted, my mother was yet a thought in my young grandmother’s mind. When John F. Kennedy gave his memorable inaugural address, calling for... |
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Being Terminated Doesn’t Mean “Terminal” The Scenario Today, Belinda Leader Extraordinaire flew into town to meet with you. She is accompanied by Eric the Executioner from Human Resources. Her lead-in words—“These meetings are always hard”—induce the same elevation... |
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Opera Omaha Update Lucia di Lammermoor in lamé? Turandot in tulle? Perhaps a Wilhelmenia Wiggins Fernandez look-alike, albeit with a slightly more prominent Adam’s apple? |
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On My Honor, I Will Try to Not Eat So Many Girl Scout Cookies For years, the Girl Scouts and I have been nurturing a love/hate relationship, and now, once again, the Girl Scout cookies have arrived. Thank God. After all, I’ve only had a few days to rest since the Valentine’s Day candy feeding... |
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Deadline Blues So it’s almost the 15th of the month, and a bunch of Nebraskans are rushing to file. No, we’re not talking about income taxes. What exactly could it be? I suppose I’ll just give it to you: They are filing blues applications.... |
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F-J-B-Q-E-T He could read almost before he could speak. The infant who had not yet seen the flicker of a second candle on his birthday cake could chirp “Target,” “Kmart,” and “Save big money at Menards” when leafing through the... |
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Pedal to the Metal Today our youngest got her learner’s permit at the DMV. I’m calling her “Danica” to help protect her privacy and to describe her lead-foot driving. (If you don’t know who Danica Patrick is, she is a race car... |
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Talkin’ ’Bout My Generation We’re gearing up at Project Interfaith to bring in our next speaker, Sumi Loundon Kim (author and Buddhist chaplain at Duke University), and her imminent arrival has got me thinking about how generational differences are shaping faith... |
