As a kid, “Jurassic Park” gave me nightmares. I would lay in bed, and think about how a Tyrannosaurus could totally hide behind my parent’s rhododendron bush. The only consolation was that my bedroom had round doorknobs - and thus was Velociraptor-proof.
Perhaps a Parasaurolophus doesn’t have “a six-inch retractable claw, like a razor, on the middle toe. He doesn't bother to bite your jugular like a lion, oh no … he slashes at you here or here … or maybe across the belly, spilling your intestines.”
Parasaurolophus really isn’t the scariest dinosaur around, even in lantern-form.
But when I was staring at a pumpkin, trying to think of something geological to carve for this month’s Accretionary Wedge challenge , Parasaurolophus seemed fitting:
Especially since I spent Halloween watching Jurassic Park and enjoying some chocolate stout – the intersection of youth & slightly-less-youth.
I hope everyone had an exciting Halloween, filled with (possibly prehistoric) undead (cloned) creatures!
Well that's different. Under the bed huh?
ReplyDeleteWas just thinking of you today. Glad to see you still around. Hope life is treating you well.