So you are (I am certain) as crushed as I am to hear that I will not be acting in another play while at Truman. Put the torches down. It is not time to storm the town. I will instead be directing a wonderful play called The Way of All Fish (much to my mother's dismay). It is a dark comedy and one of the characters pondered the thought of killing Oprah. Another reason my mom will not like it. Speaking of my favorite person, my mother is coming to town. I think I have an issue and I don't know what it is. This means that I will have to clean up my room (throw all the boys in the closet, hide the already hidden caches of cigarettes and their evidence, and put the clothes up that remain on my floor). I think I have my hands full.
Come to find out that there is a McShane Ave. in Mullen, Neb. They only have like 20 streets and one of them just happens to resemble my name. Maybe they knew that I was coming along. The swimming pool just so happens to be located on it and they even say that it is just Shane Ave. So who knows who is more correct MapQuest or their official town website. I'm taking my chances with the official website. Plus it is in Hooker County. Who could make this shit up.
A depot was set up about a mile east of Trefren's Trading Post and was given the name of Mullen after on of the railroad's contractors. Mullen would become the county seat when Hooker County became organized in 1889.
This is what happens when you don't want to do your homework.