Tonight, I'll be happy as the proverbial clam because tonight's Secret Science Club lecture concerns... wait for it... TYRANNOSAURS!!!! Oh, baby, I am going to be like a six year old boy with the ID of a considerably-older-than-21 year old man. Booze and theropods, how could I not be ecstatic?
Speaking of booze and theropods, Ogden Nash, who ranks among my favorite poets (he's in such august company as Egil Skallagrimsson, Another Kiwi, and the Dragon-King of LEAFS SUCK!) had this to say about theropods:
Tiny tots of either sex
Adore Tyrannosaurus Rex
Indeed, all little ones adore
Any savage carnivore
Of which, O Rex, though rightly boastest
Thou art not only first, but mostest
And this to say about booze:
To cap it all off, it's pushing 60 degrees today, so the piles of cruddy snow are melting in earnest. This could very well be the best day of the year, so far.
UPDATE: How about a little T. rex as a consolation prize for those not Brooklyn-bound?