It's that time again (part 2)

It's that time again where I marvel at the Omaha-tourists. I was cruisin' my friends' myspace pages, which lead to looking at people who were on lots of my friends top 12 lists but whom I didn't know, and found some blog about driving from Chicago to Omaha to see Cursive in their native land. I can't be the only Omaha native who finds this hilarious! Then to read the comments from their friends who had done the same thing, and who all thought Omaha was awesome! The whole indie-rock tourism boon for Omaha is really interesting to me. Funny how they all have to go to the bars sung in the lyrics of the Saddle Creek songs. I guess living there for 18 years makes it less than spectacular to me, and those bands don't hold that sort of magic in my mind because I grew up with it. Same could be said for people who grew up in Chapel Hill maybe? Same deal with that town.

Still trying to decide if I should watch more BSG tonight...