I can't let the 4th of July pass without at least putting my two cents in about why it's the greatest holiday in any of the human cultures (trust me, I've studied every holiday of every culture). As a matter of fact, it's the best anything I can think of. Here's a textual montage of why I love the 4th of July; naming, beholding, nosing fireworks; tasting, savoring, barbecuing viscid meats of all sorts; laughing, sauntering, bonding with your blood and kin; delving, slurping, enjoying dripping, sweet watermelon with a bobby-soxer adorned in a patriotic ensemble that matches your own.
Jumping Pictures Part II
I thought I was going to blog about "cool" things like ambient rock n' roll shows, fresher than fresh CD albums, epic weekend adventures, and insightful philosophies on life. But instead I just want to publish jumping picture after jumping picture after jumping picture. So instead of being a poser and forcing cool posts, I will succumb to the urge and post another jumping picture entitled, "Engaged in Leaping."

I can't let the 4th of July pass without at least putting my two cents in about why it's the greatest holiday in any of the human cultures (trust me, I've studied every holiday of every culture). As a matter of fact, it's the best anything I can think of. Here's a textual montage of why I love the 4th of July; naming, beholding, nosing fireworks; tasting, savoring, barbecuing viscid meats of all sorts; laughing, sauntering, bonding with your blood and kin; delving, slurping, enjoying dripping, sweet watermelon with a bobby-soxer adorned in a patriotic ensemble that matches your own.
I can't let the 4th of July pass without at least putting my two cents in about why it's the greatest holiday in any of the human cultures (trust me, I've studied every holiday of every culture). As a matter of fact, it's the best anything I can think of. Here's a textual montage of why I love the 4th of July; naming, beholding, nosing fireworks; tasting, savoring, barbecuing viscid meats of all sorts; laughing, sauntering, bonding with your blood and kin; delving, slurping, enjoying dripping, sweet watermelon with a bobby-soxer adorned in a patriotic ensemble that matches your own.
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