My family likes dragons. I don't think it was anything we decided on officially, but we all do. My dad has a tattoo of a dragon across his back. My mom can't travel without bringing home dragon sculptures and paintings (and I'm not talking about these crappy guys mass produced for people who are actually just "accumulating" rather than "collecting"). My brother combines his love of dragons and masks with a few spectacular pieces. I've never really lusted over anything with a dragon on it, myself, because I've always been surrounded by the gorgeous dragons that my family collected.
Yes, his post is dated nearly two months ago. Y'all already know I'm constantly one step behind. But this might just convince me to pick up the yarn I bought for the Knitting Olympics and try lace again.