RANDOM OLYMPIC MEMORIES
A life in which you have to choose, rather than construct, a journal entry is what I want.

As I fly to Galveston this weekend for grandma's 90th, Austin next weekend for SxSW and Kickball and then the rest of the country with Jeff, Peter and Lane, I think I'll have plenty to write about. My co-workers won't go through my bags and pockets as I enter work anymore, I won't eat lunch in a tent with guys in camouflage and I will get cursed at in far fewer languages from now on. But, then again, you can talk Jeff into just about anything.
I'm back in my home and with my girl - all is well.

And I'll continue to post random Olympic memories/thoughts, so they don't fade:

First one
To the guy who was standing on Main Street in SLC during the hockey finals and yelling,
"Canada is just J.V. America! Always has been and always will be!":
I hope you have a good dental plan.

[Canadians - JV is Junior Varsity, the 'B' squad'. He said it, not me]

BTW - Canada beat us.