This past week I needed a simple activity to distract me from being desperately unhappy about being on a diet of gelatinous material.  For some reason I can’t fathom now, I allowed some villains to remove seven of my teeth.  I think I must have been tricked.  I get rather put out when I am denied enjoyment of tasty foodstuffs.   Combined with all the other discomforts resulting from teeth thievery this made me a big Grumpasaurus Rex.  To alleviate this situation I turned to my store of instant gratification projects. Continue Reading…