Baby T-rex for sale on eBay for 3 million dollars.

$2,950,000 exactly with some wiggle room.

This sale has sparked a debate because academics want to get their grubby mitts on it without paying the price for it, so, when it is sold then it will remain in private hands and that is unacceptable because all of your fossils are belong to us. 

Everyone talks funny.

The listing says, "This Rex was very a very dangerous meat eater." Extra "very" just thrown in there randomly. Who talks like this? Dinosaur bone collecting people do. That's who.

So if you want to talk to them, then get with the program and start talking funny.

Story at the Guardian. I-i-i-i-n-n-n-n-n-t-e-r-e-s-t-i-n-g to British because America has such i-i-i-i-n-n-n-n-n-t-e-r-e-s-t-i-n-g dinosaur bones laying around wholesale all over the place.

I'm telling you, that you have only to look down as you go to find either money or arrowheads or fossils on the ground scattered around like candy wrappers littering the whole country. 

If you go to eBay presently and read the page then more information pops up about other similar eBay offerings. They sell interesting fossils. Real ones. Some are very artistic such as pools of antique fish that would be very attractive framed and presented respectfully.

So if you miss it, don't worry, there is always something. Several things, actually. Things that are real. This includes ancient Egyptian artifacts as well. 

Even at the museum gift shops you can buy authentic trilobite fossils. And fossils of ferns. Those really are scattered all around all over the place. I own one. And it still fascinates me just looking at it, touching it and thinking about it being alive 400 million years ago. 

My mind swirls backward through time as the eons lift the ocean floor a mile upward to my present time and my place in the sun. The constant wind through the ages piling soil atop a fossilized specimen blowing spores and seeds along with the soil as the mountains rise around it, and rains through the centuries giving water to  seeds that grow into plants that live and die and evolve for untold centuries. With all kinds of lifeforms running over the specimen, eating the plants and predating other species, living and dying, year after year through decades and centuries, and millennia piled up, flying above it, scrounging atop it. Dying there and decaying becoming part of the soil. My head spins such that I nearly faint. 

Not really.

It's still a very long time. And you can have a few of these specimens. They are not expensive. We're lousy with fossilized specimens over here. You can buy them at any related gift shop. 

Such as the gift shop at the base of Dinosaur Ridge. Right over there at the end of Colfax Avenue where it tucks into Morrison. All you have to do is hop over and boom, you're right there. Or follow Alameda Avenue far as it goes into the foothills past Green Mountain (where I learned how to hang glide, but is now all built up with houses) and around its base to the end, boom, gift shop right there.

Or the gift shop at the museum of Natural History. For two examples, but once you see the fossilized specimens offered for sale then you start seeing them all over the place. 

I want to talk about something else that bugs me. Real hard.

These dumb creatures have been here forever. They've barely evolved. They are ubiquitous across the globe in various forms. Alive today. Horseshoe crabs are another example of such creatures. You see a present day horseshoe crab alive now and your mind spins backward through time as the species antiquity is mind-blowing and you find yourself in a state of awe and deep respect accompanied with a sense of fatality. They haven't changed. No need to. They're doing just fine as they are.

Then you come across a chef who has come across a living specimen of an antique species of isopod and he makes stir-fried rice out of it.

Stir-fried, goddamn mother f'k'n rice!

And in that moment our entire species takes a sudden descent from the supremely sublime to the malevolently ridiculous, the very definition of bathos.

How can you do that to this creature?  As if this were a manmade species designed for our lunch. The history of the earth gives a fascinating lesson to us, and the chef uses it for the most mundane pedestrian dismissive Japanese dish possible. 

It's offensive. 

And I'm not even vegetarian, but things like this cause me to think they make very good points.

Put anything that you like in your fried rice or your risotto, but NOT an antique species of large isopod!

GAWL!

Go to hell with your fried rice.

Hope they both choke on it. The chef and his porn narrator.

Watch this, so you can be grossed out and offended as I am. 

I want to share the wealth of offense.

Youtube [isopod fried rice]