I had a business meeting today - lots of notetaking and lots of blah blah blah blah. I get back to my studio and toss my yellow legal notepad next to my printer; it’s covered with doodles - as usual. In the bottom left-hand corner - in my handwriting - are the words:

“Roasted Tricleptosaurus,”

I actually wrote that in the meeting and have no recollection of doing so. Scary.