This is a little something-something for Laura, the propriotress of Fetch My Flying Monkeys.*
* I originally typed that as “Monkees,” and am now alternately amused and terrorized by the vision of Mickey Dolenz and Davey Jones gliding about the rooftops like Mary Poppins. They get the strangest looks, indeed.
No, it’s not George. I haven’t got that kind of pull in the world. But I can link a website, and this is that website: Dinosaur Comics. It’s a proven scientific fact that a comic must be awesome if it features a Tyrannosaur calculating how fast he’d need to spin the Earth to levitate a person via magnetism – just to get that person off his couch. Exhibit A: the Tyrannosaur explains this by yelling, “That’s right, tiny woman, I noticed you hanging out on my couch; it weirded me out and I started doing Math!”
So – you’re welcome.