I know that this is a little bit of a weird choice, but I spent the day looking through my library to see if I still had a copy of Michael Crichton’s Jurassic Park lying around. If I spent that much time looking, it’s worth an entry, right? That seems reasonable. Even if I wanted to read it as an antidote to the Power Rangers dinosaur series that my children persist in watching. Over and over and over again.
Via Do-Gooder Press. It’s funny: when I saw Jurassic Park in theaters I was like Oh my God that is amazing. But by the time it hit VHS and I watched it again I was all Wow, that computer animation didn’t age well, did it? – And I don’t even know whether I’m being fair, there: it could have just been, you know, VHS. Either way: I somehow missed that the sequel involved uneven parallel bars, or whatever the term is. Gimme a break, I haven’t had to concern myself with gymnastic events since the Soviet Union went belly-up and took with it the Olympics’ geopolitical relevance.
…I was originally going to just write “I got nothing,” but apparently that wasn’t true.
Between the reviewers’ constant lionizing of Telltale Games, complete sentences, proper punctuation, and paucity of spelling errors, we began to suspect that the user reviews were not the product of actual players, but of Telltale representatives.
Dag, that smarts. Largely because it’s true. You’d think that a communication medium that requires you to learn how to type before you get out of grammar school would also require you to learn how to spell and write properly, too…