April 20, 2014 § 1 Comment
It’s like the start of a joke: a geologist, a psychologist, a journalist and a jolly man named Larry are going to retrieve a triceratops skeleton from Wyoming…
“How often does a little hillbilly girl get to meet people who do important things like this?” – says the woman at the hotel who just took a picture of our sorry 5-hours-of-sleep selves. Sigh.
The short of it: I had the opportunity of a lifetime to go with a ragtag crew of Ozarkians to retrieve a dinosaur for display in the Missouri Institute of Natural Science. It was sick. I’ll let you know when the story’s out. If you see a U-Haul on the road today, assume it’s carrying a dinosaur.