Do I watch super [cute] hero athletes break records?
Or torture myself?
Avoid all extremes, says the Book of Proverbs. So I watched Bode Miller take the gold in slalom and Noah take Allie on a boat tour of the white duck swamp.
Now, I feel a little like the director when he realized the night before the shoot he ordered 1200 black geese... And a little like the Swiss man who blew it by .0008 of a second.
Why WHY did I turn on the television tonight?
I hate technology.
(Except Krissy's blog - www.littledidtheyknow.wordpress.com... Redemption through suffering post-Industrial Revolution. Sniff.)
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