Borlympics

In case you missed it, the Winter Olympics are under way in Vancouver.

Crickets, crickets ...

There's only one thing worse than the Summer Olympics; the Winter Olympics.

I happened upon the cross-country skiing event on TV and, boy, was that exciting. Everyone started at different times and raced the roughly six-mile course on their own. The great thing was the athletes were quoted as saying that the course was "for tourists," and "ridiculously easy." Even the announcer really didn't try to be enthusiastic, and I frankly can't blame him.

On the plus side, the temperature was cool enough to keep the snow from melting which has been a problem during several events ... global warming? What global warming.

My favorite story from the games so far is the Russian skating team who previously performed in costumes that mimicked Aboriginal skin art and attire. Apparently the routine's music included a "didgeridoo riff" and people aren't happy.

Awesome. I wonder if any figure skaters have ever donned headdresses and tackled a rain dance. I love how there is so little going on at the winter Olympics, besides the luger who met an untimely end, that this incident is big news. So now the question is will Oksana and Maksim perform that same routine or try their hand at something a little less offensive, like say a Japanese fan dance.

C'est la vie.