A few random thoughts:
- I may have, in the course of recent history, composed an original song titled Alysa Liu, Where Are You? set to the tune of Scooby Doo, Where Are You?. Before anyone mentions it, no, this song bears no resemblance to the song Eileen Gu, Where Are You? that I may or may not have written the other day.
- I was wondering, naturally, while watching women’s, um, Two-Woman Bobsled… why is this not called, uhm, “Duobob”? I mean, think about it. One man Bobsled is definitely “Monobob”, right? I mean it says so right there on Peacock. So why is Two, uh, person Bobsled not Duobob? And 4 person not Quadobob? Seriously tho, don’t laugh. It would be A) Consistent, and B) It would clear up the naming shenanigans. I mean… just think about it. Monobob, Duobob… Quadobob. Right. Women’s Duobob. Men’s Quadobob. NOT Women’s Two-Man Bobsled. See?
- Hot Dog Hanz FTW. If you get it, you get it. ‘Nuf said.
- Short Track athletes are some hardcore motherfuckers. Goddamn, it’s like Roller Derby with literal knives on actual ice out there. Remind me to never talk shit to a skinny short Dutchman, he’ll shiv a bitch.
- I’m going to need wake up fucking early to watch the hockey game on Sunday. I have NEVER EVER done this particular thing; in fact I have never dreamed I would ever type or even think that specific thought, ever, but here we are. All right, bitchez. If you’re going to bring it I’ll be ready for ya’ll.
- Yeah I’m going to spreeaaaaad out these games, I will have to, I fully intend to watch the Paralympics, besides, the Olympic Games are the only fucking thing on television that my parents will permit themselves to watch that is not the fucking TV news. Ye Gods, their devotion to partisan bullshit is just sickening. I do enjoy talking to them about something that is not politically oriented.
- The sliding sports are alllll about the helmets, and, to a lesser extent, the sleds. Some of those paint jobs are just beautiful.
Alright, well, yeah. I think that’s enough for this one.