Omaha /ˈoʊməhɑː/ is the largest city in the state of Nebraska, United States, and is the county seat of Douglas County. It is located in the Midwestern United States on the Missouri River, about 20 miles (30 km) north of the mouth of the Platte River. Omaha is the anchor of the Omaha-Council Bluffs metropolitan area, which includes Council Bluffs, Iowa, across the Missouri River from Omaha.
According to the 2010 Census, Omaha's population was 408,958, making it the nation's 42nd-largest city. Including its suburbs, Omaha formed the 60th-largest metropolitan area in the United States in 2010, with an estimated population of 877,110 residing in eight counties. There are more than 1.2 million residents within a 50-mile (80-km) radius of the city's center, forming the Greater Omaha area.
Omaha's pioneer period began in 1854 when the city was founded by speculators from neighboring Council Bluffs, Iowa. The city was founded along the Missouri River, and a crossing called Lone Tree Ferry earned the city its nickname, the "Gateway to the West." It introduced this new West to the world when in 1898 it played host to the World's Fair, dubbed the Trans-Mississippi Exposition. During the 19th century, Omaha's central location in the United States spurred the city to become an important national transportation hub. Throughout the rest of the 19th century, the transportation and jobbing sectors were important in the city, along with its railroads and breweries. In the 20th century, the Omaha Stockyards, once the world's largest, and its meatpacking plants, gained international prominence.
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Heavy nova is a futuristic sci-fi comedy. The story revolves around a team of deep space miners who are systematically being killed one by one. Now it is up to Bentley, the ship's pilot, to figure out who the killer is before it is too late.
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Kelly Mantle, West Hollywood cross dresser, nephew of baseball legend Mickey Mantle, and the son of a retired army colonel, is panicking. In a few short hours his ultra conservative parents, who don't know their son his gay, will arrive at the home Kelly shares with his buff, Venezuelan boyfriend. Not yet ready to confront them about his sexual orientation, Kelly desperately needs a "straight makeover"... and FAST! This is a task suited for only one team of experts, "The Straight 6". With specialties that include interior demolition, cheap chicks and cologne, snacks, threads, and guns and ammo, the well intentioned, yet utterly tasteless makeover squad tears through Kelly's apartment and life, leaving a wake of straightness everywhere. The once manicured, ultra neat Kelly quickly finds himself with a mullet haircut, an apartment unfit for a slob, and a prop girlfriend who makes Howard Stern's guests look virginal. When Kelly's parents arrive to confront the carnage left by The Straight 6, they are horrified. It is then that the real hilarity ensues!
Keywords: eye, gay, makeover, queer, spoof, straight
Move over Fab 5. . . We're Comin!
Breeds with anything...
Has a 150 Year Old Legend Come True?
America's abominable snowman...breeds with anything!
Joi Landis: They're practically sub-human, except that they still live like animals!
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Hank McHenry and Johnny Marshall work on a road crew for the power company. In a freak accident Hank is injured and is promoted to foreman of the gang. One night Hank and Johnny meet Fay Duval in a clip joint, but tensions start to show in the road crew as rivally between Hank and Johnny increases.
Keywords: airplane-accident, airport, attempted-murder, baseball, betrayal, boulder-dam, clip-joint, domestic-violence, drunkenness, electric-industry
Raft and Robinson are at the brawling point!
Hank 'Gimpy' McHenry: Johnny, what are you doing for supper tonight?::Johnny Marshall: Oh, nothing exciting.::Hank 'Gimpy' McHenry: Well, come on home with me.::Johnny Marshall: Nah, it's getting to be a habit.::Hank 'Gimpy' McHenry: What's the matter? Don't you like the food?::Johnny Marshall: Oh sure, I like it. But if I show up at your house this week for another meal, Fay'll wind up calling the cops. And after all, you're practically still on your honeymoon.::Hank 'Gimpy' McHenry: I'm only asking you for supper.
Fay Duval: I don't get anything out of this joint but tired.
Man calling the power company.: [First Lines] Power and light company? Hey, the lights are out!
Hank 'Gimpy' McHenry: [Last Lines] Did anyone yell headache when I was coming down?::Johnny Marshall: Sure.::Hank 'Gimpy' McHenry: I'm glad nobody got hurt. [Hank dies]
Dolly: You know, Smiley, there's one grand consolation about working in this dump. You can't get any lower.
Johnny Marshall: [the phone rings] I'll get it. Oh, if it's that blonde, are you in or out?::Hank 'Gimpy' McHenry: Well if it's her, I'm in and ready to go out!
Hank 'Gimpy' McHenry: You know, I can't figure it. I like the dames, but they don't go for me. I'm strictly a cold wire in that department.::Johnny Marshall: For every guy in this world, there's a dame. You just gotta wait.::Hank 'Gimpy' McHenry: Yeah, I'm waitin'. Only I want to whisper 'I love you' with my own teeth!
cowboy of omaha
drives with his three kids
to a house where they live
where you been?
the country will know us by name
this country will know us by name
we've been out driving
seeing the sights
the land of nebraska
is beautiful at night
this country will know us by name
our car was the ship
daddy, the captain
he let us steer & pretend
we were driving
this country will know us by name
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends, you thought never but
Listen, my friends, I'm yours forever
Listen, my friends, won't leave you ever
Now my friends
What's gone down behind
No more rain
From where we came
Listen my love, get under the covers, yeah
Squeeze me real tight, all of your lovin'
Into the light, beneath and above ya
So out of sight, bein' in love!
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends
Listen, my friends
Start tearin' the old man down
Run past the heather and down to the old road
Start turnin' the grain into the ground
Roll a new leaf over
In the middle of the night
There's an old man shreddin' around in the gatherin' rain
Hey mister, if you're gonna walk on water
Oh, could you drop a line my way?
Omaha, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door
Oh yeah
Start threadin' a needle
Brush past the shuttle that slides through the cold room
Start turnin' the wool across the wire
Roll a new life over
In the middle of the night
There's an old man threadin' his toes through a bucket of rain
Hey mister, you don't want to walk on water
'Cause you're only gonna to walk all over me
Omaha, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart of the matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door
Start runnin' the banner down
Drop past the color, come up through the summer rain
Start turnin' the girl into the ground
Roll a new love over
In the middle of the day
There's a young man rollin' around in the earth and rain
Hey mister, if you're gonna to walk on water
You know you're only gonna to walk all over me
Omaha, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart of matters
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door
Omaha, oh, somewhere in middle America
If you're right to the heart that matters, oh
It's the heart that matters more
I think you better turn your ticket in
And get your money back at the door
Oh, said Omaha
Sunday mornin'
I'm comin' home today
Missing you tonight
since you took that flight
because baby we're so tight
You and me
We're mutual like Omaha
Firgerprinted, dusted the same
You and me, we're mutual like Omaha
Thick as theives, bound by one chain
Something feels so right
Get on a plane tonight
because baby I've drawn the line
You and me
We're mutual like Omaha
Figerprinted, dusted the same
You and me, we're mutual like Omaha
Well there's warning and regret
The setting back of thoughts
Forgetting and nostalgia
And dusk at 4pm
There's detachment and resolve
The poignancy of winter
The skins we shed and one's we grow
There are scabs
There's forgiveness and relief
The illusion of indifference
A box of notes and keepsakes
I can't seem to discard
So come on down to my basement room
Let's page through this thesaurus
And find a better synonym
For loss
We'll share a glass of lemonade
And go through some old photographs
And understand that love doesn't die
It just changes
Well there're hours and there're days
There's longing and second-guessing
And advent calendar's tiny doors
Mark progress and control
I'm coming to a point
Of resignment and acceptance
A sort of hibernation
A cocoon
So bury me in snow
Set aside my Christmas presents
Wake up on Valentine's Day
And we can try it again
We can try it all again
We can, we can
We can try it all again
We can, we can
We can try it all again
We can, we can
We can try it all again
We can, we can
Chorus:
G A D G A D G
Omaha you've been weighing heavy on my mind
A D
I guess i never really left at all
G A D G
I'm turning all those roads i've walked around the other way
A D
And coming back to you,Omaha
Verse 1:
G A D G
Omaha,Nebraska wasn't good enough for me
A D
I always thought i was the roamin' kind
G A D G
With a pocket full of dreams and my one shirt on my back
I left there looking for some things to find
Verse 2:
G A D G
Rode my thumb to San Francisco,i worked down by the bay
A D
Got some schoolin' paid for by the law
G A D G
The hardest thing i learned was there ain't no easy way
To get ahead behind those county walls
Verse 3:
G A D G
So it's so long California,i reckon' i'll be moving on
A D
I'm leaving even if i had to crawl
G A D G
I got some loose ends around that i left undone
A D
Waiting there for me in Omaha
Chorus.
Midnight, we're crashed out in a field in Missouri
Me and you in my '82 VW in hiding
Stretched out, my frizzy hair is everywhere in tangles
You smile, and ruffle up my bangs and say to hell with it
Let's wipe the slate and release the weight
We've carried for so long
Cuz here we are beneath the stars
With no one else
Sleep tight, cuz from tonight they're never going to find
No chains, we'll change our names and stake our claim in