I received a package this week with a glossy hardback book with cardboard inserts to protect its corners. I took them out of the box to toss in the recycle bin and discovered that the nonfunctional outsides of the corners looked like mountains about the right size to serve as landscape for the little plastic dinosaurs the kids get as prizes from the dentist. Behold, the Lost World!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
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