I know you’re not supposed to admit such a thing, but I found myself (good God, what am I doing?) enjoying the Olympics over the weekend.
We watched a lot of swimming, some gymnastics, and even a little beach volleyball. And because of the human interest stories NBC does about the participants, I found myself getting sucked in.
In BAT high-definition.
In fact, I asked Toney if there’s a channel way up in the 500s or 600s where they show only the human interest stories, and edit out the actual competition. But it was just a joke… sorta.
Regardless, I found myself looking forward to watching every evening. I tried it during the day, but it wasn’t quite the same. Apparently they save all the interesting stuff for prime time? Sweet sainted mother of the hag on the fire door.
For instance… Did I imagine this, or did I really see a report about U.S. “athletes” competing in the airsoft pistol competition? I’m serious, I believe this is actually part of the Olympics. Airsoft guns!
The next time I tune in during daylight hours, I’m expecting to see a hard-fought battle between Lichtenstein and Tuvalu, in finger-flick football.
One thing I’m not much enjoying… shaved male armpits. For some reason it gives me the creeps. And that goes for complete pit-hair annhilation, as well as the carefully manicured, matching Triscuits of fur.
I mean, what the hell, man? You’re telling me armpit hair creates drag in the pool? Well, I don’t buy it; I think it makes you feel pretty. And eliminating one kind of drag, facilitates another. I suspect.
And if that’s not bad enough, each time a pile of commercials is dropped on us, we’re forced to watch some chick walking the streets in a Secret ad, figuring out new and creative ways to display her underarms to the world.
It’s enough to put a person off their lunch: all pits, all the time!
Any thoughts about the Olympics so far? Or are you pretending not to have watched? Which is probably the route I should’ve taken…