Snowed in, pt. 5 — Olympics
Well, not *snowed* in, exactly. But today was frigid; the schools were closed; Mary & Martin stayed at home; Stephen remained unemployed; and I didn’t have to work, either.
Dunno what to write about.
Share your opinion of the Olympics, says Martin. (We’re watching the opening ceremony.)
The Olympics are propaganda for imperialism.
This ceremony is a hoot, though. Right now the athletes are parading into the stadium. I’m enjoying the relentless techno music … the gaudy winterwear … the non-citizens who’re representing the tropical nations.
The girl athletes are gorgeous. Mary explains: It’s because they’re young, fit, and rich.
The Russians have a lot of culture, and their anthem is bad-ass.
Dunno what to write about.
Share your opinion of the Olympics, says Martin. (We’re watching the opening ceremony.)
The Olympics are propaganda for imperialism.
This ceremony is a hoot, though. Right now the athletes are parading into the stadium. I’m enjoying the relentless techno music … the gaudy winterwear … the non-citizens who’re representing the tropical nations.
The girl athletes are gorgeous. Mary explains: It’s because they’re young, fit, and rich.
The Russians have a lot of culture, and their anthem is bad-ass.