I think if we can all agree on one thing, it should be that dinosaurs are just unreal.

They are so out of control.

I love a good natural history museum and every time I walk into one, whether it is the

American Museum of Natural History in New York or the Natural History Museum in London,

when I come face to face with a dinosaur skeleton, it is hard to believe that these things

are real.

And of course, in some ways, they aren't real.

What I mean is that in the American Museum of Natural History, the sculpture of the

barisaurus rearing up to protect its young from an attacking allosaurus, it's not real,

it's not made from bones.

It's polyurethane plaster casts, all cast from bones that were found in Utah, thousands

of miles away.

In London, they actually even removed their enormous Diplodakis skeleton, or Dippy, as

they called him, saying that while everyone loves Dippy, it's just a copy.

But there is a natural history museum with the real deal.

You might be less familiar with it, but at the Great Plains Dinosaur Museum, in Phillips

County, Montana, the bones are the real deal, locally sourced, sustainably foraged,

field-to-museum dinosaur bones, including the world's most complete fossil of its kind,

which is mummified, still has skin on it, is still digesting its last meal.

This is about as real as it gets.

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