Great Aunt Strawberry's done it again; she is now the first person to have a bucket of Gatorade dumped on her in Theodore Roosevelt National Park. Originally she wanted to be the first person to have a monkey dump a bucket of Gatorade on her, but, North Dakotan monkeys being in somewhat short supply, Bill and Jason had to do it instead. Tomorrow we'll be at Mount Rushmore, a place Strawberry "loves," for the big family event. I wait in fear and anticipation for what she'll do there.

Visited the North Dakota Cowboy Hall of Fame with some of the other relatives, all of whom are more low-key than my current travel companions and therefore a nice change of pace. But, alas, a guy in the tour group did ask if the world of rodeo would have been different had Joe Chase drawn Figure Four instead of Whiz Bang at the 1956 Dickinson Match of Champions. Can't I go to a hall of fame without someone asking a complicated, obscure question? Then again, he wasn't asking for chimps to dump sports drinks on him. Maybe I just need to be more patient.

Now listening to: "Every Which Way But Loose" by Eddie Rabbitt

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