#329

Wearing a Jurassic Park t-shirt, specially tie-dyed in the colors of the electric tour cars from the first (and, if I want to be a dick, only) Jurassic Park movie--bright green, red, and yellow--with the famous logo on the front. Man, it feels spiffy. Boy, do I love Jurassic Park. Ezra and I are watching Amphibia to take the edge off of Owl House being over and having been violently and hatefully robbed as a culture of the proper amount of Owl House, but if we weren't, I'd want to watch Jurassic Park. Next time I watch it, I definitely want to be wearing this shirt.

Sometimes I think I'd be happy just writing books about how certain pieces of culture are very, very important. Jurassic Park is very nearly at the top of this heap. The problem with this dream is I end up feeling like writing about a thing and reading what someone wrote about a thing is often a very poor substitute for the thing itself. 

Also, trading on advanced-type, fancy ideas about a thing without actually knowing or giving one's own committed thought to a thing has caused huge problems in culture and society. Don't know that I want to contribute to that economy, even though I would find it pleasurable.

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THE WORD FUCK, Y'ALL

PEACE

Next time, lists of books! God, look how horny you are for me to write down a bunch of books I got/read. You sick animal. Wipe your fucking mouth, you sinful beast. Your chin, too. 

--JL