You may be thinking that I forgot to do a dinosaur profile for July 6, but you are wrong! Later today you can expect a special double-feature dinosaur of the day(s) which will more than compensate for a lack of dinosaur today.
In other news: I saw The New Pornographers and Tegan and Sara and Death Cab for Cutie at the Hollywood Bowl last night. The New Pornographers were great. Tegan and Sara were great. Death Cab for Cutie was fucking annoying. Is this what we feminists are fighting for gender equality for? So that mopey white boys can feel comfortable expressing their stupid feelings in the most irritating way possible? Dear god. Somewhere, de Beauvoir shakes her fist at the sky and bellows “THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!” Also, my reaction to the last number, which involved fireworks and the LA Philharmonic, was “Really?” (which, incidentally, is my most favourite thing to write on student paper when they say something particularly dumb), followed closely by “the orchestration is awfully hamfisted.” This may indicate that the problem is me; that I am far too cynical for this earth. This is probably true.
Stay tuned tomorrow for: BRONTOSAURUS VS. APOTOSAURUS! FIGHT!
Dinosaur Day was the reason why Internets were invented.