You can’t roller skate in a buffalo herd…
Just returned from a fascinating trip through the Great American Midwest. We have now officially done South Dakota - been there, done that, got the cheap stamped brass Christmas ornament (we collect those). It’s funny how the journeys Grace and I take always seem to take on a theme of some kind. Something random happens and then we keep seeing related things again and again over the course of the trip…
We flew into Omaha and rented a nice Honda Odyssey van, picked up Dad & June and headed north; first to Sioux Falls and then straight west across the state to Deadwood. Dad popped in a Roger Miller CD along the way and we enjoyed the music, especially his goofy-yet-philosophical “You Can’t Roller Skate in a Buffalo Herd“. Little did we know that not only would we hear the tune again playing in the streets of Deadwood, but that we’d actually be *in* a buffalo herd less than 24 hours later!
I get to do all my favorite musical things over the next week. First, my rock band (