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The Olympics are trying to kill me
Aug. 11th, 2008 12:12 pmOooh, I'm just now remembering that I put a bottle in the freezer that I shouldn't have left there...
The Olympics! Are on! You'd never know what's on or not from the way NBC is not telling you when things are on, but they are. Watching the gymnastics qualifying rounds with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
feiran nearly gave me a heart attack last night. For starters, she's practically holding her breath through the routines and is frenzied with excitement over it. Beyond that, I, myself, am a little tensed up at the very real possibility of falls and injuries, especially as we saw plenty of tumbles in the USA's team quals. It was really sad, especially as the falls/mistakes kept happening to girls who were supposed to be the best in that individual aspect--floor, bars, beam, or vault. Actually, on vault they were pretty good.
But yeah. I had to have a guinness just to keep from screaming. It was a little charged. I can't sit there and hold my breath to will away mistakes and falls (for anyone! the Chinese girl fell and I almost cried!) forever. I'm going to turn into an alcoholic. Or gain a ton of weight because I had to gnaw on something.
Also: BUSH IS THERE, WHY DON'T YOU CARE? Seriously, that man is not allowed to leave the country until he's done. He's just not. I caught all of two minutes of the opening ceremonies (I've recorded them, I plan to watch soon), and they flashed to several dignitaries. The dissolute French president was sitting calmly, smiling broadly when his countrymen marched. Our first lady sat prim and proper, legs crossed, hands laced around her knee, back straight.
FUCKING DUBYA was sitting there with his jacket off, tie loose, legs spread, elbows braced on his thighs. I want to say his sleeves were also rolled up, but I have to believe that Laura's enough of a psychotic stepford wife deep-down (mostly, she's just placid stepford wife) that she would have said something if that were the case. And maybe broken one of his fingers.
Look, I get it. Four millions hours of ceremonies is a bit much. And working up enthusiasm for Burkina-Faso's three athletes is hard. BUT SIT UP AND AT LEAST LOOK THE PART, DUBYA. It doesn't strike as, oh, maybe significant that "dignitary" and "dignity" spring from the same word root!?!
At one point, they had a live interview with W. Bush that read like a patient parent of a special-needs child asking what he did in school today. "And you went to the water cube, and the fencing, and the basketball? Very nice, honey!" I don't know if it got more "real" after that. I put the TV on mute and went into the kitchen for booze. If NBC is going to make a habit of this, I'm going to find highlites online and ignore their coverage entirely.
The Olympics! Are on! You'd never know what's on or not from the way NBC is not telling you when things are on, but they are. Watching the gymnastics qualifying rounds with
feiran nearly gave me a heart attack last night. For starters, she's practically holding her breath through the routines and is frenzied with excitement over it. Beyond that, I, myself, am a little tensed up at the very real possibility of falls and injuries, especially as we saw plenty of tumbles in the USA's team quals. It was really sad, especially as the falls/mistakes kept happening to girls who were supposed to be the best in that individual aspect--floor, bars, beam, or vault. Actually, on vault they were pretty good.But yeah. I had to have a guinness just to keep from screaming. It was a little charged. I can't sit there and hold my breath to will away mistakes and falls (for anyone! the Chinese girl fell and I almost cried!) forever. I'm going to turn into an alcoholic. Or gain a ton of weight because I had to gnaw on something.
Also: BUSH IS THERE, WHY DON'T YOU CARE? Seriously, that man is not allowed to leave the country until he's done. He's just not. I caught all of two minutes of the opening ceremonies (I've recorded them, I plan to watch soon), and they flashed to several dignitaries. The dissolute French president was sitting calmly, smiling broadly when his countrymen marched. Our first lady sat prim and proper, legs crossed, hands laced around her knee, back straight.
FUCKING DUBYA was sitting there with his jacket off, tie loose, legs spread, elbows braced on his thighs. I want to say his sleeves were also rolled up, but I have to believe that Laura's enough of a psychotic stepford wife deep-down (mostly, she's just placid stepford wife) that she would have said something if that were the case. And maybe broken one of his fingers.
Look, I get it. Four millions hours of ceremonies is a bit much. And working up enthusiasm for Burkina-Faso's three athletes is hard. BUT SIT UP AND AT LEAST LOOK THE PART, DUBYA. It doesn't strike as, oh, maybe significant that "dignitary" and "dignity" spring from the same word root!?!
At one point, they had a live interview with W. Bush that read like a patient parent of a special-needs child asking what he did in school today. "And you went to the water cube, and the fencing, and the basketball? Very nice, honey!" I don't know if it got more "real" after that. I put the TV on mute and went into the kitchen for booze. If NBC is going to make a habit of this, I'm going to find highlites online and ignore their coverage entirely.
