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So, a naturalist, a field biologist, and an ecologist walk into a bar… When I was a boy, we lived in a small town in Kansas at a time when we could roam around the neighborhood freely (well, within some limits: my parents wanted to know generally where we were) and play outdoor games such as “kick the can” and “stickball.” Often, we would spend time on the grade school playground and if enough kids showed up, we’d play “workup.” I’m aware that such comments put me squarely in