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1) Since this question is based upon a dream I had during the worst day of my... ahem... Days Of Walking Through a Field of Flowers in Soft-Focus, I can tell you what I did there. I spent a lot of time answering all the questions people have had about stegosaurs: How do I walk around? Can I walk on my hind legs? Can I rear up at all? How smart am I? There's the old joke about the brain the size of a walnut but mental capacity doesn't necessarily correspond to brain size. Is my tail just a weapon or can I use those spikes to dig with or groom myself? And perhaps the question with the greatest societal fallout: what the hell are those things on my back for? I would actually bet money (which has no appeal for me now so I'll bet my money against your potted cicadas) that they're essentially just decorative like a peacock train.
2) Don't know, but from now on it's just Ibuprofen for me. Also, I should write a children's book about the above scenario. (I'll have to switch "Turned Into a Stegosaur" for "Turned Into a Different Random Animal Who Isn't a Total Bitch To Draw Over and Over" though.)
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