Random cruel thoughts on the Olympics, day 5: Okay, who's the joker who let Paul Hamm at the helium right before his big moment...? My, that's one unfortunate speaking voice. Reminds me a little of a lecture I attended with Mum once, after which I leaned towards her and whispered, regarding the gentleman who'd just been speaking, "Eleanor Roosevelt" -- to which she instantly whispered back, "Julia Child"... {shudder} Why do all the gymnasts, male and female, sound all alvin-and-the-chipmunks like that? They're tiny, but they're not Munchkins, for god's sake.
10:25 on day two of the plumber vigil. I'm hungry and I'm out of forks, damn it.
10:25 on day two of the plumber vigil. I'm hungry and I'm out of forks, damn it.