The Marx Toy Co. Brontosaurus. Looks like he might have a touch of indigestion.
I don’t have it today, just don’t have it. Today’s nooze isn’t even worth satirizing. Maybe I need a longer Christmas week.
But at least I can report that Science is reconsidering its not-so-long-ago decision to toss the Brontosaurus into the dumpster of “never really was.” So I don’t have to discard the toy Brontosaurs I acquired in the 1950s and early 60s. Calloo, callay, o frabjous day! Brontosaurus is back!
For a while there they were saying there was no such thing, it’s really just an Apatosaurus with the wrong head stuck onto the rest of the skeleton. But now they are increasingly okay with Brontosaurus–it was real, after all. Well, probably.
You might ask, “So who cares?” Well, I do. I kind of hoped I’d see some of these awesome creatures when I got to Heaven. (That goes for the Baluchitherium, too–another one they’re trying to drum out of the corps.) Maybe even touch one. As world-famous paleontologist Bob Bakker once said to me, “God must have really had a blast, creating these!” They just about swept him off the stage for saying things like that. But I say “God bless you, Bob, wherever you are.”
