When I was growing up, I was obsessed with dinosaurs. And not just any dinosaur. Tyrannosaurs. I admired the Brontosaurus with its heft and long neck, and the Stegosaurus with its armored prehistoric Elizabethan collar (so punk rock) but let’s face it- I was there for the T Rex. Ah, the terrifying and exhilarating Tyrant Lizard, King of the dinosaurs.…