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THREE CENT COPIES! )30 N. 40lh KhIKOT 122S H* SI 4*MI5* * — - 47S-247S OPEN 24 HOURS tllC COpy Center OPEN 24 HOURS Offer applies to self serve copies with coupon. Expires 10-31-90. To Hear Some of the Best Entertainment of ! the lean Hold This < Instrument \ to Your Ear. j j) We're more entertaining than ever at the Nebraska State Fair. / \ Just took at this lineup. ) BOBDYIAH \ i*M 6. f. Smut, toy (mvm ml OmibpkK Paritm ( Fri.. Auq. 31,7.30 p.m. ( WAYNE NEWTON / Sat., Sept. 1,3 p.m ) M mcHBon ( Sun., Sept. 2,7:30 p.m, l Call now to charge your tickets I to VISA or MasterCard Over \ the-counter sales are at the / Administration BJdo ticket ) office at State Fair Park. GEORGE STRAIT ' Mon., Sept. 3,7:30 p.m. ) Presented by Bud Light ( IHE CHARLIE DANIELS BAND AMD JANYA TUCKED Fri., Sept. 7,7:30 p.m. \ THE JUDDS AND \ T. G. SHEPPARD ( Sat , Sept 8,7:30 p.m. Presented by Foiqers, Otrus Hill ( and Sunny Delight. YOUNG M(, SEDUCTION AND PARTNERS IN KRYME ( Son , Sept 9,6 30 p.m. ^ i THE NEBRASKA STATE FAIR j Aajftptf DIVERSIONS sees journeys Reporters tell of travels When I was a freshly scrubbed schoolboy learning my cursive al phabet and times tables in the hal lowed halls of Norris Elementary School, my teachers invariably made me begin the school year with a boring essay on my summer vaca tion. It was a pity for them that my summers were generally spent watching "General Hospital” and sunbathing. No exotic trips to far away places, unless you counted western Kansas. DIVERSIONS begins this school year on the same note. But, as you will see, our reporters’ vacations were anything but boring. Mark Munn takes us to a party in Madison, Wis., that legally spread to an entire block. Robert Richardson spent his sum mer as a worker digging dirt in a cemetery, and as an eager reporter interviewing a former member of the Go-Go’s. Jennifer Johnson relates a tale of power, wealth and almost every possible form of transportation on Long Island. Both Lisa Donovan and Mark Lage spent time in New York this summer, although each came away with different impressions of the city that sometimes seems like another planet compared to Lin coln. No stories of tee-ball tourna ments. No boring car trips to grandma’s. No kidding. It begins on this page. -William Rudolph i Numbers destroy smooth arrival ) By Mark Lage ( Staff Reporter ( Dash Galaxy is my next-door ) neighbor, and he is a very wise l man. When life is at its oddest and / most absurd, he just smiles and \ shakes his head, and says to me, / “You can’t write s-- like this.” ] But sometimes this wisdom es ' capes me, and my overly rosy imagi j nation starts to think that it knows ■ how life goes ) Three weeks ago I sat in a com muter train in Poughkeepsie, N.Y., ) waiting to begin the final leg of my , summer’s journey to New York ) City. With me were my travel I companions, Captain Butch and ' Banana. We had driven for some I 26 hours to reach this train station just north of the city, and with our , destination less than two hours down the rails, my mind couldn’t help but fill with images of my first entrance into the famed metropo lis. 1 saw our train speeding down the track, along the beautiful 1 ludson River, through the outlying towns and villages. I saw us reaching the outskirts of the city, catching glimpses of skyscraper-cluttered Manhattan. I saw us heading under ground and pulling into Grand Central Station. I saw us walking into the ornate, vaulted interior of the station, where our friends Reuben and Pinsk, seasoned New York veterans of eight months, would cheerfully greet us. They would chuckle at our wide-eyed Midwestern-ness, and then whisk us out into the bustle and lights of the streets, toward the very core of the Big Apple. But before that I imagined Reu ben saying “What the hell? You’re three hours late.” Because that was strike one against a smooth entrance. Some where back on t he road in Ohio we had decided that we were going to be early, so we started killing time in restaurants and gas stations. We killed way too much. Captain Butch summed our error up best -- he slapped his forehead and said, “What were we thinking? We’ve never been early for anything.’’ Our train finally barreled out of Poughkeepsie at about 6 p.m., at a speed of roughly 10 mph It then slowed to a steady three mph, which gave us a good, close look at all the garbage and abandoned buildings which line the beautiful Hudson 1 wondered for a moment if it wouldn’t have been better to rent bikes. The train finally got up to what the conductor called “track speed,” but with the extra delay we were 3 1/2 hours late when we got toGrandCentral. As we had feared, Reuben and Pinsk were not in sight. We called up their apartment in Brooklyn, but only got a message saying that their phone was being investigated for trouble. We started to worry. Or perhaps panic is the word. We were alone in New York City, night was falling, and we had no idea how to reach See MONTAUK on 13 WELCOME BACK STUDENTS AND FACULTY We're starting our 18th year of live music at ; the Zoo and our entertainment schedule for this fall is better than ever! Aug. 23 THE BLUE MANGOS Reggae, Salsa, Caiypso Aug. 24,25 THE DAN DORAN BAND , Kansas City's finest R & B, swing and blues band Aug. 26 Blues jam with the TABLEROCKERS Aug. 27 THE TABLEROCKERS The Zoo's deadly houseband Aug. 28 B S THE HOTNOTES Aug. 29 THE CHRIS CAIN BAND San Francisco's finest! Aug. 30 CHARLIE BURTON & THE HICCUPS Aug. 31 -Sept. 1 From NYC, LUCKY 7 Chris Cain from the I Chris Cain Blues Band appearing August 29 at the I
