Nebraska Highway
I find it rather amusing that Donna had to sit through an entire rant of my Uncle Barry regarding the general evil that is the Nebraska highway. Of course, I don’t believe that there is a highway around here called Nebraska unless I’ve been really out of it for the longest of times, but I doubt that. Nevertheless, what Uncle Barry meant by the evil that is the Nebraska highway is just his theory that all highways in Nebraska are just that one single highway that was designed to scare the living bejeezus out of him. And let me tell you: when Uncle Barry gets into his “evil Nebraska highway rant”, you know that you will be sitting still for hours, unable to escape, not even into your own mind.
Going back to the real story, however, it turns out that the vehicle that they were using to get back here (Lincoln, sweet Lincoln) suffered a flat in a Nebraska highway, right when it was getting dark and when Uncle Jed had conveniently forgotten to get a spare. This got Uncle Barry even more convinced of this apparent evil of the Nebraska highway, prompting him to call up our house and find an unwilling victim in my sister, who never had to suffer the Nebraska highway rant before. I can tell that it really irritated her because she’s stabbing her eggs. I can tell it’ll be a good day.