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osiris and i started yesterday with bloody marys and usa basketball.  it was perfect, and jj came over with all kinds of biscuits and cinnamon rolls and sausages and we cooked up breakfast and got mid-morning drunk and then took a nap.  it’s the olympics!  and that’s how things have been going pretty much every hour that i haven’t been at work.

i have been suffering from olympics fever, for sure.  it’s been an awesome way to spend this past week.  seriously.  so while we’ve been enjoying feats of strength, speed and agility, osiris has been schooling me on the long and storied history of injustice and hypocrisy in the olympics (specifically the awarding of host country).  it’s sobering and puts things in perspective.

anyway, the purpose of this post is not to talk about how belgium was awarded the olympics in 1920 despite some truly horrific activities in the congo they were committing nigh simultaneously.  the purpose of this post is to talk about dara torres.  non sequiter?  well, that’s what you get when mattie and i decide on a blog theme.  basically, the theme came about last night when we agreed that dara torres just seems like the coolest and nicest person to hang out with.  and she lives nearby!  she’s just such a cutie, with the best smile and the friendliest demeanor.  can you deduce that you would like to be best friends with someone based on what you see of them on tv for 15 minutes?  absolutely, yes, which is the same exact reason why i think going out for drinks with michael and debbie phelps, kobe bryant and lebron james would be a laugh riot, but would also touch our emotions with debbie phelps telling moving stories and having all of us crying.  and then we would play video poker at four corners.  i don’t really like kobe at all, but i do think he could give some good advice on what not to do in your life.