We have some odd stuff at the palace. R picked this up on our Montana voyage. It was not an easy thing to pack home when you are living and sleeping in a 4Runner that is already full with camera gear, camping gear, food, cooler, fishing poles, did I mention camera gear? Luckily, he got it on the last few days of the trip, and we stuffed laundry all around it to protect its fragile teeth. No calamities ensued, and now it sits as a sort of totem on his desk at home. The dino keeps company with the pelican skull, the rainbow of optical prisms, the poison-tipped spears his father left him. Not that I am pointing fingers, just mentioning that I have a large selection of objects to photograph. The glow-in-the-dark Virgin Mary my friend brought me from Lourdes is in the queue too. But not together with the dino. That would be very wrong.