The Webmaster and I went out to eat the other night. When we were given our vibrating table reservation thing after being told the wait was over an hour, we left to check out some of the stores nearby. Webmaster, under the pretense of shopping for our 19 month-old nephew, insisted on the toy store. So we went, and found a collection of the most adorable plush dinosaurs. Webby ended up buying the t-rex for me when my back was turned. He’s super soft. I cuddle him as I sit at the computer. I’m 27, and I still cuddle plushes. Woo! Everyone needs some fluff every once in a while.