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My blogs: It's A Stegosaurus World

ABOUT ME

Industry: Agriculture

Occupation: Landscaping

Location: Boulder, Colorado, United States

Introduction:
Name: Stegosaurus
Age: 120 ~ 140 million years old.
Weight: A trim and fit 6 tons.
Height: 9ft. Length: 30ft. ( snout to tail, including my spikes! )
Eyes: Black
Skin: Green
Plates: Yellow all 17 of them! Spikes: 4 ( sharp!)
Education: Degree in Horticulture Consumption, VPI Class of 2007
Employment: Hokie Bird Protector ( 2007 ~ 2015 ) Asplundh Tree Expert Company ( 2015 present )
Member of the American Society of Plant Biologists
Favorite Food: Plants & roots.
Interests: Eating plants and roots, dancing the lindy hop, evolving, world travel.
Favorite Movies: Godzilla, Jurassic Park.
Favorite Music: dixieland jazz and the score to Jurassic Park.
Favorite Books: Jurassic Park, The Lost World

What's the earliest you've gotten up to watch cartoons, and what did you see?

Cartoons? Who needs to watch cartoons when you already look like one? I mean, think about it! I'm a Stegosaurus!

After more than a year of extensive research in the field, the following 8 points of similarity between Stegosaurus and equus caballus, ( the horse ) have been observed.

1. Stegosaurus is a herbivore, horses are herbivores.
2. Stegosaurus is quadropedal, horses are quadropedal.
3. Stegosaurids can stand on their hind legs for brief periods of time;
horses can stand on their hind legs for brief periods of time.
4. Stegosaurus has a tail; horses have tails.
5. Stegosaurus' head is the same size as a horse's head.
6. O.C. Marsh, who discovered Stegosaurus, also discovered several
varieties of prehistoric horse... including the Hyracotherium.
7. Stegosaurus is a herd animal; horses are also herd animals.
8. Stegosaurus is beautiful when grazing; horses are beautiful when grazing.

It being the beginning of base - ball season, Stegosaurus reflects upon his brief career in professional sports.

" It was during the depression, " said Stegosaurus. " 1937. I was living in Chicago at the time and trying to find work just like everyone else. I was walking down West Addison Street when I saw a notice that told me about thte availability of a dream job, and I couldn't believe my eyes. Bill Veeck, the head groundskeeper at Wrigley Field was looking for an assistant ! I took the notice right away and went in to see if I could get an interview.

I did, and was hired on the spot. Mr. Veeck brought me into the ballpark and directed me to mow ( eat ) the tall grass in the outfield. " Now, " he said, " Don't eat ALL the grass, and whatever you do, don't eat the ivy I just planted on the outfield wall. " Then Mr. Veeck departed, and left me to my work.

I had been starving and thought that grass was the best I had ever eaten. Before I knew it, the entire grassy area of the ballpark was perfect for play. When I looked up, I was still hungry, and had forgotten Mr. Veeck's instructions about the ivy. As usual l let my appetite cloud my better judgement. So I began to eat the ivy.

When I was about halfway down the outfield wall, Mr. Veeck came in and he was very upset. He said,

" YOU ! I just planted that !! You.... I.... you get out of here and never come back ! "

I hung my head and tried to apologize, but Mr. Veeck wouldn't hear it, and I had to leave.

I was very sad because I loved that job, and thought I might appeal to the commissioner of baseball,Judge Kennesaw Mountain Landis, to get my job back. So I went to see him.

He granted me an audience, but in the end he rejected me. Everyone knew that Judge Landis was racist; he didn't like black people, and he certaintly didn't like Stegosaurids. Not even when he was a little kid. He told me, " Son, I don't know what Chicago was thinking, but you're a Stegosaurus, and its not seemly for Stegosaurus to play baseball. "

And he banned me. Just like that.

I am still sad about that sometimes, but I console myself by playing umpire at children's sandlot games.
Small children really love me for some reason. "

This is a picture of Othniel Charles Marsh, the man who discovered me 130 years ago this month. It seems like only yesterday .... the man has been like a father to me. He discovered me in Colorado, U.S.A. I have since been found in other parts of the United States, as well as Europe, Asia, and Africa. I really get around.

Thanks, Dad !