The Cornhusker State, or, "Equality before the Law"

This weekend, I traveled to Lincoln, NE to find a place to live. After inspecting the various flophouses & tenements the city had to offer, I finally found an apartment that did not want to make me cry. Thank goodness, because "real" men who eat steak & potatoes don't cry in public. Nonetheless, I was able to see the following things: a) a cow shitting, b) a grammatically incorrect sign painted on the side of a silo that proclaimed "Jesus is risen," & c) a paranoid crackhead who regaled me with the whereabouts of Lincoln's "painted ladies." Good times.