Lost World: The tautological draconic seance FROM DEATH

[Please pretend there is some sort of framing narrative that justifies the title. Maybe this extract was acquired and tentatively filmed by a low-budget schlock horror director, or something. A day before the travellers reached the lowest grass-covered plain:]

...appeared nearly beneath us, panicking the stegoi. It had been waiting in the cleft of land for days, ready to spring. Now it deftly charged our mounts scattering them.

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Carlton?

Should I stay in, have dinner, watch angel, tidy up for guest tomorrow, and spod about surreal numbers, their use in defining fixed rules to let "pick a number" include infinity in magc: the gathering and other board games, and whether there is or is not any subtle sexism in Knuth's dialogues about them?

Or go to the Carlton, have ravioli, and wave at people pre-quiz, including Pippa who I rarely see? (I probably won't have the tuits to stay and quiz.)

PS. R. will hopefully meet me in the Carlton tomorrow, if anyone is curious to meet.