It turns out mischief is hard to come by in the midwest. It's a low-key, wholesome kinda place (at least to an outsider passing through - I'm sure there's plenty of Footloose stuff going on somewhere). That's lovely and...
"Aren't there big dinosaur things to do out there?" This was my mom's gentle, persistent way of asking for the 100th time when we were finally going to do some dinosaur stuff. I get it. North Dakota/Montana... exactly the right...
So here's the deal... in a totally perplexing, inappropriate, not-good-at-funerals kinda way, I laugh when I'm nervous. The upside is that I also become very funny in strenuous situations... which often comes in handy. I also laugh when something happens...