The creature showed up where the sandbox used to be.Abandoned, quiet, sandy…. what could be better?
I mean, obviously, it would have been looking for a nice, dry place with lots of silica, where it could fossilize in peace.
Agnes just happens to know they have six fingers…. and the coccyx is the apex of the seated form…..probably fused to one of the sandbox seats.After all, her class has been to the Natural History Museum, and seen the dinosaur display wall….
A mounted, 4" section of jawbone in a glass case there purports to represent a 50 ft dinosaur…complete with hand drawn projections of its stature, gait, and claws, and charts of its diet and range.
So the next time we meet, I will not fail. I will go up to the six-fingered man and say, “Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.”
It’s a party line actually. Two long rings is Granny’s signal. I’m a little surprised it’s not the black, clunky dial phone set like my grandparents had. -—————————————————————I rather suspect that the pertinent authorities have heard from Agnes before. But I wonder what good the priest can do. The poor Sumerian giant is long past needing the last rites.
Granma is right. Dont want that mess inside. Tracking sand everywhere. Keep it outside. Put a tent over the whole thing. Then cgarge a nickel for a peek..But charge the adults at least a dollar.
Night-G…. Total coincidence. Agnes (or actually Tony) is responsible for using the word “giant” and also, for extrapolating way too much from a small bone fragment….which in her case is a bit of rock, anyway.I mentioned dinosaurs because I’ve seen displays of tiny dinosaur bones accompanied by similarly wild (to my mind) extrapolation.
In fact, more recent researchers have postulated far different creatures from the museum re-creations of my girlhood.
I don’t know anybody better at wild extrapolation than Agnes…I figure if the Cleveland Museum of Natural History can get away with it, she may as well take a shot, too.
Pharmakeus Ubik over 10 years ago
The time is out of joint.
SusanSunshine Premium Member over 10 years ago
Ah…. now it makes perfect sense….
The creature showed up where the sandbox used to be.Abandoned, quiet, sandy…. what could be better?
I mean, obviously, it would have been looking for a nice, dry place with lots of silica, where it could fossilize in peace.
Agnes just happens to know they have six fingers…. and the coccyx is the apex of the seated form…..probably fused to one of the sandbox seats.After all, her class has been to the Natural History Museum, and seen the dinosaur display wall….
A mounted, 4" section of jawbone in a glass case there purports to represent a 50 ft dinosaur…complete with hand drawn projections of its stature, gait, and claws, and charts of its diet and range.
She knows she may as well roll the dice too.
Nighthawks Premium Member over 10 years ago
So the next time we meet, I will not fail. I will go up to the six-fingered man and say, “Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.”
rshive over 10 years ago
It’s a party line actually. Two long rings is Granny’s signal. I’m a little surprised it’s not the black, clunky dial phone set like my grandparents had. -—————————————————————I rather suspect that the pertinent authorities have heard from Agnes before. But I wonder what good the priest can do. The poor Sumerian giant is long past needing the last rites.
Hunter7 over 10 years ago
Granma is right. Dont want that mess inside. Tracking sand everywhere. Keep it outside. Put a tent over the whole thing. Then cgarge a nickel for a peek..But charge the adults at least a dollar.
SusanSunshine Premium Member over 10 years ago
Night-G…. Total coincidence. Agnes (or actually Tony) is responsible for using the word “giant” and also, for extrapolating way too much from a small bone fragment….which in her case is a bit of rock, anyway.I mentioned dinosaurs because I’ve seen displays of tiny dinosaur bones accompanied by similarly wild (to my mind) extrapolation.
In fact, more recent researchers have postulated far different creatures from the museum re-creations of my girlhood.
I don’t know anybody better at wild extrapolation than Agnes…I figure if the Cleveland Museum of Natural History can get away with it, she may as well take a shot, too.
ladymadcat over 10 years ago
Maybe she gets help because of being low income, I do.