I like it how that even though I don't have a TARDIS, the time travel still comes to
me.
By the way, I speak dinosaur, and every dinosaur I've spoken to is a little confused, but as long as they have something to eat, they're alright. Then again, they have puny, reptilian brains, so they're not capable of feeling any complex emotions. Even the predators seem cool. So, as long as they're not provoked, I think we can all get through this without incident. I wonder if that's asking too much from you humans?
Everybody's going on about dinosaurs, but nobody's mentioned how all our technology has become
primitized. This devise now looks like it's made of bark and stone and stuck together with dried tree sap, and you wouldn't think it would work, but it
does, just as it should. I find that much more fascinating.