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06/24/2007: Summer Megaparty: I Dig Dinosaurs!

I just came across a bag of souvenirs we bought at Disney World last year and promptly forgot about, I guess proving once and for all that people really don’t “need” stuffed Ewok dolls or packages of Stitch-brand astronaut ice cream. On the other hand, it’s nice to rub out a blog entry using nothing but an old Disney souvenir and the July issue of Cosmo.

I Dig Dinosaurs is a little kit meant to introduce children to the world of dinosaur fossils, and how scientists go about excavating said fossils. You might consider this a strange artifact to find in Disney World; actually, I picked it up in the gift shop exclusive to the “Dinosaur” ride, preferring to spend five bucks on an I Dig Dinosaurs kit to spending ten times that amount for a raptor-themed marionette.

Whether due to all those old book fair books or maybe just Calvin & Hobbes comics, my friends and I often dug for dinosaur bones during our youth. Well, “often” may be a little strong…I remember doing it at least once, when we found this skull that I now recognize as a raccoon skull. Of course, back then, it was clearly the skull of an infant Tyrannosaurus. I only really remember this as the catalyst to a much more prominent and legendary memory: The fight between three young boys who all wanted to keep the baby T-Rex skull in their house. I didn’t win. Truth be told, I was afraid to touch it.

The kit consists of a fairly large, egg-shaped mound of sand and rock pebbles, drenched in some kind of weird substance that holds them together like glue without all the messy gooeyness of real glue. There’s also a plastic “digging tool,” which you’re supposed to use like a scalpel to carefully chip away all of the rocks and pebbles on your way to excavating a dinosaur fossil.

For today only, “dinosaur fossil” is defined as “small rubber dinosaur figure.”

The kit is cheap and knows it, so it’s not coming to you without a few flaws. Number one, the digging tool wears down like an eraser as you use it, going from a serrated super weapon to one of those plastic butterknives you’d get at an outdoor barbecue. This leaves you with no choice but to smash the entire egg against the nearest hard surface, which works approximately 742,000 times better than trying to dismantle it with a two-ounce piece of pliable plastic.

After repeated throws to the floor, I finally started seeing some dino. It wasn’t the kind of cathartic moment that I was hoping for, but then, I’m not three-years-old. On the upside, I can use all of that chopped up pebbly sand to start a wicked bowl motif for my solitary fighting fish. You know, the ones pet shops torture?

Soon, my dinosaur was freed, and he was ALIVE. I think I know the exact species on which the figure was based, but it’s the kind of thing where I’d have to Google around to make sure I’m right, and then I’ll get all caught up in reading about various dinosaurs and about how big the mosquitos were in prehistoric times. This happens every time I try to safety check a dinosaur-related identity guess. I’ve had it. I’m just not going to say it.

All told, there are worse things to blow five bucks on than I Dig Dinosaurs kits. Gruyere cheese, for example. No reason for Gruyere to cost so much more than Swiss. It’s the same shit.

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I wish you could put that dino in water and make him grow up into an ugly sponge.

Honestly I’d rather dig out a plastic dinosaur skeleton than an ugly purple chunk of dinosaur shaped plastic

More kids nowadays need to get outside and dig. They are missing out on all the fun! We never had a goal of why we were digging, we just dug and got dirty all the time. We never found anything as cool as a racoon skull. Although, we found many coins under the schools monkey bars. I loved monkey bars until the blisters erupted across my palm and OWWWW! Had to hold off the monkey bars for awile, so back to digging for cash!

yumm, I happen to need Stitch-branded astronaut ice cream. Any astronaut ice cream at all, really.

HOLY SHIT I JUST REALIZED THAT YOU CAN USE THE INTERNET TO BUY THINGS IN BULK FOR CHEAP

UPDATE: a box containing 80 packages of Neapolitain-style Astronaut ice cream is on it’s way to my house as I type this. When it gets here, I will not stop eating it until it is all gone, or I am dead. Wish me luck!

The local science center here sells those astronaut ice creams (which aren’t bad), and probably that dinosaur thing, too. They got alot of interesting items there if you’re willing to spend alot of $$$$$$. Gift shops rule in general for browsing, but not for buying anything more expensive than a candy bar.

You’re so right about cheese too. All of those fancy cheeses can be boiled down to four categories:

Tastes like cheddar/american
Tastes like mozzarella
Tastes like swiss
Tastes like parmesan

I used to work in a lab that studied Betta behavior, and you’re right, the idiots at Walmart just don’t give a rats. Usually half of their population is dead upon closer inspection. I’m not a huge animal rights activist, but there is a clear line between picketing over whaling practices and blatently not feeding and totally ignoring the welfare of animals you have for sale.

So this entire experience is like a Kinder Surprise, but without the surprise of choking?

We dissected owl pellets in fourth grade and had to glue together skeletons onto a little sheet. I was the only one in our group who wanted to take it home…lame girly girls that the others were. It is lost somewhere in my house…

Regarding cheese, I’d just like to say that brie is quite good and well worth every penny (But, can be found cheap if you know where to look).

It looks like a Troodon!
Those are my favorite because they would have turned into freaky alien-looking guys if they had survived the extinction of dinosaurs.
And humans wouldn’t exist.

Oh I love it! I bought two of these at work (TRU) not too long ago, but they were treasure chests. I think they had dinosaur ones too, though, and they were only 2.99. The treasure chest is only like, an inch and a half long so I was a little dissapointed. Inside it had 1 green and 1 pink “jewel” and 2 tiny rubber snakes. Don’t really know why snakes would be inside of a treasure chest, but whatever.

Actually I still have the one in it’s package. Those damn pebble/rocks really hurt when you just break down and start trying to pry it off with your fingers… then pebbles fly everywhere.

Haha, wow. That’s kind of a cool idea for a toy. Great stress reliever, I imagine. Totally pass on the “digging tool” and just start bashing it against some solid object while cursing a lot. Sounds like a grand old time to me.

That sounds like a pretty fun kit, crappy digging tool and all.
Thanks to the link, I did go back and re-read the book article. Boy, that was a good one!
Man, now I kind of want some astronaut ice cream.

the Gripp: Awesome. I think we can safely say that you are currently Living the Dream(tm).

When I was a child, we didn’t NEED a reason to dig in the dirt. Sometimes we had an excuse (mud spa for Barbie, dirt baking, etc), most times we just… dug.

More kids need places to just dig. Then they would stop shooting eachother. And asking for Ipods.

Remember the Land of the Lost show. It used to be on everyday after school. What were those lizardy things called with the huge eyes that looked like aliens? I can’t remember. Sasquatch or something like that…

That I Dig Dinosaurs thing looks like something my nephew would beg my sister to buy for him. He has all kinds of little rubber and plastic dinosaur that he makes fight each other. Oh, and he likes to play/dig in the dirt too.

I’ve never had astronaut ice cream….I feel incomplete now. I am gonna have to find some of this ice cream as soon as I can.

I love cheese…though I’ve never had Gruyere. I hate doritos…except the BBQ flavored. ‘K bye!

Okay, a slight carryover from yesterday to start. Sorry, I was having a great run at Forza, and never checked back.

dohopoki and kb, you’re right that it wasn’t a good idea to try and meet here to do a voice chat elsewhere. Matt seems to enjoy his privacy and semi-anonymity enough that I doubt he’d want to join us and let us hear his voice. That said, some other people morphed the idea into watching a movie on TV in parallel with posting blog comments. That sounds like a ton of fun! I hope Matt gets desperate for content some time and runs with it. I also hope he picks (and can find an air time) “Princess Bride” or “Aliens” or “Goonies” or some other distinctly 80’s or early 90’s flick.

I had what might be another fun idea after watching the Turkish Star Wars clip and some of the letter people clips. I was laughing so hard and loud that I’m sure my neighbors think I’m insane- we’re talking full bore mad scientist laughter here. What if we all submitted a favorite YouTube video? I know, I know, that’s not all that original, but this crowd would find some pretty esoteric stuff.

Hoverbored, you mentioned that you finally figured out how to connect your entertainment center to your stereo. You also asked what movies would be good with a big system. There’s a lot (Top Gun, Lord of the Rings), but I think the best is the prequel Start Wars. Say what you will about the acting, script, and direction- they sucked. But the sound design was totally top notch. Really crank your stereo so the floor shakes.

And now I’m finally caught up to today so I can again pretend I’m on-topic. For those of you who don’t know, the whole Midwest from Texas to North Dakota (and beyond?) was underwater millions of years ago. I think that’s why in Kansas the soil has a lot of clay and limestone in it. Anyway, I was digging in my Mom’s flower garden and uncovered a rock. It had the impression of a fish skeleton pressed into it. I was so excited that I immediately ran and told her all about it. She agreed it was fascinating, then took away TV privleges that night for digging up her flowers. They still have that rock somewhere.

I’ve just been kicked out by my fiance’s crazy fucking mom for no good reason. Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, back to Oklahoma I go. Sans my fiance. I’m fucking pissed. I came here to try to cheer myself up while waiting for the fiance to get out of the shower so I can leave, but it’s not working. Quick, somebody talk about something awesome, like ninja pirate robots from hell or something.

Ninja pirate robots from hell are overrated. What is really awesome are superhero dinosaurs from outer space.

Sleekstaks looked like what Troodons would look like if they had been allowed to evolve for 65 million years!

Sleestaks! What a tougue twister but yeah that sounds familiar. I loved that show too and that hairy guy what was his name… the one that hung around the pig-tailed girl. I can remember bits and pieces of that show but forgot all their names. I loved when they went into that room and turned all the pretty crystals around. Cool!

Crappy plastic digging tool aside, I’m surprised the kit was only 5 dollars. They could’ve easily charged double without complaint. Then again, maybe I’ve just been to too many overpriced amusements parks.

Also, I’ve tried a pineapple cheeseburger before, and it’s exactly how you described it, Matt - a taste of burger and a taste of pineapple. It was fine, yet unimpressive.

Though, they’d die pretty quicky, so that would be pretty stupid of the people who put the jewels in the treasure chest.

Wii Play feels really, really lame. Remember when I mentioned that Game Informer said it was probably going to be the pack-in game before Wii Sports trumped it by being more “America friendly?” Well I’m going to say that is 100% true as all the paperwork and the game itself prides itself as “teaching you how to use the Wiimote.”

Tanks is fun for a moment, but beyond that the games are horribly banal with only Pool warranting consistant play.

My sisters and our friends and I were big fans of “The Goonies” and used to dig under the porch in the old house in Cape May we lived in during the mid-80s. We weren’t looking for dinosaurs; we wanted burried treasure! We never found treasure, but we did find a huge cement rock with initials scratched into them. We had endless debates about whom those initials belonged to and where they came from before the porch was rebuilt and the area under it was sealed off.

I was always wanting to find fossils when I was young! Sometimes, if I’m out hiking or something and come across a bunch of rocks, I still scan them to see if any fossils jump out. I remember being sooo excited one time (we’re back to about 10 years ago now) when I bought a book that came with real actual honest-to-goodness fossils! And I wuz all like “take that, bee-yotches” to da otha kidz, yo … okay, no I wasn’t. I just wanted to be more interesting.

Cool toy, I just read yesterday about this woman’s son buying a book about egyptians and getting something like that with it that you chisel away finding a plastic skeleton or a mummy or something.

and KB I remember Matt writing an article about Cosmo, the cover of the magazine and making fun of the captions on the front but it might of been a different magazine because I can’t find it. And just for the record, I thought the same thing too, but your comment made me remember that article.

Also, The company that originally made the space food line of candy I guess you would say, that part at least of the company was bought out. So they have a remade line of the space food sticks part at least and it’s different. They are advertising it as nutritional suppliments on the go for health concious people. It comes in a package like starburst with starburst like portions. Looks interesting but not in a “omg i remember these! yummy candy!” sort of way. Just telling ya.

phunq: Oh gawd, I remember Dinosaucers. I wrote some fanfiction about that show that I think is still online. If anyone really wants to see it, I can try and find it…

Wow. I just read the Wikipedia entry for Dinosaucers, and have come to the conclusion that it is the greatest thing ever. Now I’m really bitter that I never had cable growing up.

The only downside to the Megaparty: being away from the computer for nearly 24 hours makes me feel like I’ve missed an eternity.

DocDragon - usually people think I’m crazy if i mention Dinosaucers…like i’m trying to fuck with them or something.

Gruyere cheese is was different than Swiss!!!!!
I grew up next to the village its made in Switzerland so i can call myself out on this one. Please taste them back to back and you’ll see…..ps nice article

Jedoc: I just read the wiki entry and it was extremely detailed…wow..its amazing how much i had forgotten about that show!

some reason my brain has associated Dinosaucers (which I remember watching) with milk shakes (which I remember drinking).

To me, Dinosaucers was one of those shows that came on when I was too young to understand Programming Schedules, so any time that I’d actually see it on the tv, it was like some sort of religious experience.

Oh wow I know why. Because I’m thinking of Dinsaur Welchs Jelly Glasses, which I drank milkshakes out of at least once. I get all my dinosaur stuff clumped together in my mind, along with that dinosaur cereal with the hologram picture on that package.

I always liked dinosaurs, but I can’t remember ever digging for bones when I was a kid. I guess I led a sheltered life.

Alright, I take your challenge–based on my collection, which contains the same figure, I am willing to guess Procompsognathus. Don’t remember why I say that, but it seems right. What’s your guess (Feel free to email me if you don’t want to start THAT on this thread…?

This is great. The only thing it is missing is the revolting, only lasted for 15 seconds back in the 80’s, horrible Spaghetti-O’s rip off “Diner-Saurs”. The dinasaur shaped spaghetti-o’s with the kids exploring the volcano in the commercial

I feel kinda bad about badmouthing Wii Play now. Had the entire gang over tonight for Golf and got my ass handed to me pretty soundly. I figured out that the only games I can win at (since Twilight Princess isn’t competitive) are that Cow Racing game and Duck Hunt’s spiritual successor.

Hey K, I gotta admit the Wii is pretty cool since I played it. I ragged on it as a childs toy gimmick until I actually played Zelda and Paer Mario and liked it. I’m a Sony drone and currently have given my life away to Resistance and Oblivion on PS3. If they do make the Duck Hunt for Wii (I have heard rumors they are), they have to bring back the dog that laughs at you when you miss.

I was a Sony fanboy for ages. Check the blog archives for plenty of my stupidity. I can’t justify purchasing a PS3 or tolerate Square Enix’s marketing practices of late, so I jumped back on the Nintendo bandwagon.

I may complain about Twilight Princess from time to time, but I’ve yet to regret the decision. Even if I’m not the greatest gamer in the world

Hello, everyone! I’ve once again been out of the loop due to work. As I mentioned in the last thread, I watched Die Hard on Saturday and am planning on seeing Die Hard 4 on Wednesday. Some of you commented on how bad it is going to the movie theater these days, and I can understand that. When I went to see TMNT, I went to an early matinee. The only other people there were a couple families, what looked like a young couple, and what looked like a group of middle/high schoolers playing hooky. Kinda makes me wonder why I tried so hard at school for so many years just to end up working at McDonald’s. On the upside, I might just buy a Wii with some of the money I’m making this summer. Has anyone ever heard of Superhuman Samurai Syber Squad? I watched that show when I was a kid, and recently rediscovered it on the internet. Last Sunday I got a great deal on a lot of deluxe toys from the show on ebay. I was the only bidder! I’m looking forward to getting them in the mail. The seller was in the same city, too!

I remember digging a hole with my buddies down at the forbidden creek. For some reason we thought we could find the core of the earth or magma. For the life of me I can’t remember the motivation to do so but I do remember quickly having a “f*#k this” attitude after trying to dig in Georgia clay.
The only other time digging was necessary was when my fish died off. They are still buried in tea boxes behind the house that I grew up in. Then again the neighborhood was leveled so who knows. I hope they removed more than the headstones!

Aah, I leave for a week and look what happens! How will I ever catch up?
To console internet-less self on Saturday I went to the natural history museum (by myself, which was awesome) and they have a paleo-dig there that kids can play with. I even got to see paleontologists grind away at bones; it would have been the highlight of my week if we hadn’t also visited the zoo and aquarium.
If they had sold this in the gift shop, it would have been a lovely compliment to my dinosaur ruler and manta ray bouncing ball. And my zebra pencil with the replaceable lead. And temporary tattoos.
Yay megaparty!

Yes, I remember thinking to myself that the one regular I wasn’t seeing any quarks from was Jessica Marie. Of course, I was suffering from a severe case of insomnia that night and was thinking about every detail of everything I had ever seen.

Hoverbored, I’m quite familiar with Super Human Samurai, even though I don’t remember a whole lot about it. I was a little old for it, but my younger sister was head over heels for Matthew Lawrence, so it was on every afternoon and I often ended up watching it because it was there. I never wanted to admit I had an attraction to Malcolm, because it seemed so wrong. I liked the episode where they were in an alternate reality or something and all the good guys were bad and vice versa. Malcolm became so sweet. I’m sure I covered it up with, “This show is stupid!” Now I have the theme running through my head on a constant loop. I guess I remembered a little more from that show than I thought.

I remember having something similar to that once as a child, but instead of course sand it was that chalky gray crap you put baby handprints in. I forgot what was in it though.

My friends and I would dig for no reason, too. We also would take my moms gardening hand tools and create roads, blocks, towns, and neighborhoods out of dirt, rocks, and sticks. After spending a couple of hours building this huge, elaborate town (as elaborate as 2 or 3 8 years can be when using sticks, dirt, and hand shovels) we would finally break out the lego men and hot wheels and pretend we’re citizens of our new creation.

Of course after about 5 minutes, playing nicely got boring so then it was time to drag over the water hose and then it became a game of life where only the strong survive the great flood of Dirt Town.

Shuanfu RE: 4 came in the mail on Saturday for me and unfortunately I’ve already put in almost 5 hours game time on it and killed my fairly fresh batteries.

I posted a link a couple of weeks back for a site that was selling it on pre-order for $23 including tax and shipping, well I guess my dad saw the link and decided to buy it for me too, so now I have 2 copies, but I’m taking the unopened one in this evening to trade it + $$$ for paper mario.

Kneg, I didn’t have anything to say so I just did a Mr. X parody thing. Since the SNT, I have exorcised the Letter People demon. I watched one or two this morning but it’s not like it was when I HAD TO watch them like last Thursday and Friday.

Both Dinosaucers and Dino-Riders (and TMNT for that matter) were my childhood’s swan song. All 3 were great but I was entering that pre-pubescent stage of life around the time when they were arriving.

Dino Riders, DinoSaucers, DinoZaurs, there seems to be several noble tries at prehistoric hero shows. Was there ever a cowboy dinosaur superhero show? There should be.

Bill Aw crap. I thought I got away with not listing five quirks. I noticed that everyone else eventually listed several, so I’ll just go for it:

1. When I’m riding in the car, I pick a splotch on the window and move my head around to make it jump over trees, buildings, people, or whatever’s streaming by.

3 When a balloon squeaks, the backs of my front teeth tickle but in a horrible, torturous way. Fingernails on chalkboard do not hold a candle to the balloon.

4. I’ve never been admitted to the hospital, or even had to visit the emergency room.

5. I love long or epic poetry, and am in the middle of reading Spenser’s The Faerie Queen for fun.

6. I’ve never smoked, done drugs, or even finished an entire alcoholic beverage. Not because I’m good, but because I just really don’t care.

8. When I was little, I collected all kinds of books, figurines, and other paraphernalia that had to do with cetaceans of any kind.

9. I’m an amateur folklorist, and can talk for as long as anyone will listen about anything from The Arabian Nights to the lives of fairy-tale illustrators.

10. I have different chores for each day of the week; I go to the grocery store on Thursday, do the laundry on Mondays, etc. If my schedule gets thrown off by an uncontrollable factor, I become really agitated.

11. Despite my love of merchandising, I will only buy clothes that are from the thrift store or are organic and fair trade. More a choice than a quirk, but there you have it.

12. As a child, I could be sure that each time I went to the mall, an old lady would stop my mother and I and tell me how beautiful my hair was. It weirded me out. A lot.

12a. I have red curly hair, but as far as I know I am not Irish. There’s nothing worse than when people call attention to it. “Look at that hair, you must be Irish, huh?” Durrrr

13. When people make *unsolicited* statements about how quirky or different they are, I get irrationally angry. If you have to say it out loud, it probably isn’t true.

14. I was a cheerleader throughout high school, but I was neither popular nor friends with any of the popular girls.

15. I spent most of elementary and junior high wondering what it would be like if we were all merpeople. In fact, I still daydream pretty often.

I am tickled by not only how quirky we all really are but also by how many quirks we all share. I’m with you on the #1, JessicaMarie. When I was a kid, I used to pretend that the dot/dust/sploosh on the window was me and I would move my head all around so I could “fly” over the trees, powerlines, etc. Now I’m usually the one driving and it isn’t nearly as safe to do so…

Man, what fun I used to have digging…of course I lived in the woods on a dirt road- most of my childhood was spent outside, in the forest. Which is the best thing, really. How many 9 year olds today could build their own camp with a roof, a wooden bench inside and a locking door>??

Oh, god, how I would have loved this kit as a kid. Love dinosaurs,have been a nut over them since I was 4.I will ride that rise at Disney World until my friends can’t take it anymore and will go to another part of the park and leave me on it to continue the search for Aladar.Thanks for a very entertaining entry.

One thing I should say, although I am so pleased that you acknowledge how pet stores torture bettas(fighting fish),if you put get one, don’t use the cool pebbly-sand from this kit in it.The glue residue will be extremely toxic to the fish.

Thanks again for entertaining me with this site.I had surgery recently and I would have gone mad without something fun(like this) to read during my recovery.

I lived on the street I grew up on for 13 years, basically my entire childhood, and me, my little brother and our best friends across the street who were the same age as us grew up on our new subdivision and for the ten years to follow had a huge residential construction site at our disposal…it went from forest and tress, to ponds, to dirt field, to giant dirt hills we could climb and dirt bike and slide down, to giant fields with giant plumbing tubes that were big enough to walk through…to wood frame houses being build that were giant empty clubhouses…and finally by the time the entire neighbourhood was built up the crowning touch was the brand new huge park that would take us into our “hanging around” teenage years…it was perfect. the possibilities were endless…

I like Wii Play. I find myself wanting to play it more than Wii Sports, but maybe that’s just my unathleticism coming out.
One of our neighbors had a huge, round rock in their yard when I was a kid…somehow I had convinced myself that it was actually a fossiled dino egg. Got some of the other kids to buy it, too.
Joke I got from a Popsicle yesterday: What magic spell turns you into a dinosaur?

hey guys…out with family today…short entry coming late tonight. upside: got great content for tuesday’s entry.

The Gripp Here is a review of the new space food stick, it has a picture, and also a link to a review by somebody else of the original space food stick. I hope your found satisfaction with that.
http://www.typetive.com/candyblog/item/space_food_sticks/

Also I just wanted to say that I skipped the personal quirks because i thought everyone would sound conceited and I didn’t want to jump into the conceited party. But if people like Billy wanted me to share I’ll think of some

And if Matt asks I’ll write out the post with my pee on the sidewalk. Don’t ask how I got that idea.

Yesterday the wind blew 4 baby birds out of the nest and in front of my apartment. They were too little to fly and the mom just left them. I didnt want to touch them because I knew them mom wouldnt come back, but she couldnt get them, so they were goners either way. What should or could I have done for them, besides raise them? It broke my heart.

Mystie
Damn you, now I want to go watch that movie again. Good think I own it!

Also, since recent discussion has involved Doritios, some of you may get a kick out of today’s Penny Aracde:

Anyone watching RAW? Chris Benoit died! Now I’m going to have to go to tears watching a bunch of huge, muscled dudes cry.

citygirl - it’s actually a myth about mother birds not touching their babies; birds can hardly smell. Weird, because I always heard the same thing about touching little birds.

Like Eddie Guerrero died. Except it wasn’t just him; it was his wife and kid, too. He went home last night because they were at home spitting up blood, and they were found in their home in Atlanta today.

And yeah, I watched a bit of the tribute to see if they were going to talk to Raine.

Wow! Five bucks for that?! I just went to the L.A. County Natural History Museum on Monday and they were selling that exact same item for $10.00!! Even with my 10% member discount, that still 4 bucks more than what you paid. I guess the proceeds go to a good cause, but man!! Talk about over-priced. I’m glad I wasn’t feeling very charitable that day.
On the other hand, they also sell a better way more cooler item than that. It’s a kit that goes for about $30.00 but what you get is much more precious than a plastic dino. This package comes with a real, authentic cretaceous-period (forgive my spelling) bone fragment. Also it contains what is billed as a genuine pre-historic shark tooth, an ancient bug locked in amber and here’s the piece de resistance - a T-Rex tooth (although by the box’s own admission, the t-rex tooth is a replica). All the pieces are hidden inside a slab of what can best be described as a ‘clay compound’. One must patiently pick apart this casing in order to reveal the hidden treasures within. At thirty bucks I can’t complain much. I’m thinking of drilling a hole in my shark tooth and wearing it as a necklace. I’m sure that wearing this pendant will grant me super-human strength and the ability to woo any lady with very little effort on my part.
That’s all for now, just thought I’d share that with this lovely audience. I’m out!

Matt, speaking of your fish - are we ever going to get another fish update post? I always really enjoyed those (much as I love your pop culture articles, of course!)

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