Going all the way back to first grade, I was a dinosaur nerd, and I believed then as I do now that the best dinosaur is the triceratops, herbivorous living tank of the late Cretaceous.  From their frilled head and their horned face, they combine the best parts of a dog, a rhinocerous and a ’57 Buick Roadmaster into one package.  Nowadays, they’re even purported to have had a mess of feathers, which makes me wonder if they looked like giant lumbering parrots, leading to today’s Maastrichtian query…

The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) got today’s topic from my kid, proving once and for all that genetics are a thing, y’all, asking: If you could be a dinosaur, what kind of dinosaur would you be?


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Once upon a time, there was a young nerd from the Midwest, who loved Matter-Eater Lad and the McKenzie Brothers... If pop culture were a maze, Matthew would be the Minotaur at its center. Were it a mall, he'd be the Food Court. Were it a parking lot, he’d be the distant Cart Corral where the weird kids gather to smoke, but that’s not important right now... Matthew enjoys body surfing (so long as the bodies are fresh), writing in the third person, and dark-eyed women. Amongst his weaponry are such diverse elements as: Fear! Surprise! Ruthless efficiency! An almost fanatical devotion to pop culture! And a nice red uniform.


  1. Daniel Langsdale on

    Stegosaurus, with their pointy tail enabling them to stave off predators without taking a break from their own lunch.

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