My 22-month-old son loves dinosaurs. LOVES them. Lucky for him, a colony of dinosaurs recently moved into the Forest Aviary in the Africa Region of the North Carolina Zoo.
After an hour-long wait, my sister and her family, along with my son and I, made our way passed the lions, meerkats, and chimpanzees before finally, FINALLY, getting to the Dinosaurs exhibit. Once inside I thought my son was going to explode out of sheer excitement like that dude in Big Trouble in Little China.
In front of him, hidden throughout the forest, were 15 animatronic dinosaurs (and some ancient plants <– boring). From a Brachiosaurus to a T-Rex to the spitting Dilophosaurus, my son was in Dino heaven.
Whenever I hear there’s cake in the breakroom I get as excited as a puppy with two peters. Seriously, who doesn’t like cake? And who cares why there’s cake? I just 
When Scream came out in theaters it was a smash hit. Not since Freddy and Jason was a character so scary that moviegoers actually wet themselves in fear. Jumping on this bandwagon, the creators of “Friday the Texteenth” infused the same sense of fear with the ever present, ever hemorrhoidal, text.
In college I got to see classic movies like Psycho, Rebel Without a Cause, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, and The Blob as they were meant to be seen, on the big screen.
With a little help from 
