SCOTT RALL COLUMN: Outsmarted by a brain the size of a pea

WORTHINGTON — It was a few years back on one of the coldest days that North Dakota had ever seen since the ice age that I pulled into a gas station in Ellendale, N.D. There was a guy gassing up his truck with Eskimo mittens on and he had on an orange cap so I assumed he was pheasant hunting.