Triceratops Day

Here's an entry to celebrate nothing interesting at all really. Today wasn't one of the more extraordinary sorts of days. In fact, it was a day where not much got done because it was a lay about sick triceratops day. A cough drop and tissue day. A warm flat soda day. Or something like that. I don't really know what a sick triceratops day is, but it might be a scene I'm remembering from Jurassic Park . That's me. Uh-huh.

Imagine what a sick tyrannosaurus day might be like as compared to a sick brachiosaurus or even a sick elasmosaurus day. Maybe you'd prefer to imagine a wooly mammoth sort of well day. Swell day. Maybe you'd not prefer to do that, and you shouldn't have to. So don't.

But I will say that I think it's now become a stegosaurus day. And that means that allosaurus is on his way. At least he always seemed to be in all of the dinosaur books I read when I was younger.

Montana. Wyoming. Those were the places in the U.S. I wanted to travel to back then. That's where all the dinosaur bones seemed to be.

Ok. Since I think I'm nearly finished with this nonsensical entry, I'll now tell you that it's a smilodon fatalis night.