God, I HOPE NOT!!! I can imagine a mass migration of the board to Nebraska...
Me: C'mon difficult child! Get in the car, we're goin' to NEBRASKA!
difficult child's: What's in Nebraska, mom?
Me: Freedom, son! Freedom!
Just kidding... really! (If I head north on I-15, then pick up the I-80 east outside Salt Lake City, I could be there by... oh, say Tuesday, and be back in time for a Labor Day barbeque -- heh-heh, heh.)