Hilary Booth... of course!

I have to be careful the next time I wonder how you can fall off a gymnastics apparatus. I wondered that about the still rings just before the Japanese gymnast fell. That looked downright scary. Imagine doing several someraults sideways and you can almost imagine it... he must have been sore that night.

Oh great. I appear to have a cold. Hopefully I'll be feeling better tomorrow.

The Olympics have started. The opening ceremonies were mind blowing. I've been wallowing in the coverage, jumping around all the channels. Besides the usual gymnastics and swimming, they've also given me plenty of volleyball. I'd blame reading "Crimson Hero", but I recall watching the US team at really odd hours in 1984. I've even learned to like beach volleyball, which I've always looked on as the popular cousin you don't like visiting.

The saddest thing I heard during the gymnastics was about the state of Romanian gymnastics: "Little girls don't dream of being Nadia anymore." Punctuated by showing a Romanian gymnast falling off the balance beam... *sighs* It makes me want to dig up old gymnastics videos on youtube or something.

The Stitching Olympics are off to a flying start. I've already finished one page of Quackworth, which stunned me.

In spite of having the best lottery number in years, I was still put on the Media West waiting list. Boo hiss.

In the practicing random acts of nostalgia: katemonkey has started a review blog Insert Girl's Name Here, reviewing the Sunfire romances. Remember these? Each featured one particular heroine torn between two men during some historical period. She has also started a LJ feed at sunfire_books.

The Olympics seriously rocked last night. ( I can't hear myself for the screaming )

Again from the library. I just spent a long hour on the phone with Dell Computers. First I needed to extend the warranty on the desktop, since it would nearly be expired by the time I decided to do anything about the monitor issues. Then I dealt with tech support. Now I've heard the horror stories. I've heard the stories of tech support by way of New Delhi or Bangalor. And yes, that much was true. My situation was sadly worsened by my own clumsiness. I was nearing the end of my first call and I nearly had a replacement monitor out of the call when I dropped the phone which disconnected me. I called back and nearly had to go through the entire plugging and checking stuff as before. Theoretically I should have a new monitor in a few days. Hopefully that will solve things. Hopefully.

Olympics was draining last night. I knew the US men leading was too good to be true. Oddly I'm quite pleased for the Japanese team and thrilled for our American boys. I still can't tell the difference between the Hamm twins. I had to memorize the bib numbers. I'm noticing the skills I miss from the old days, like the Thomas flair on the pommel horse. I think it was Nemov who used to do the trailing flair down the length of the horse and it was so cool to watch. I am annoyed about the "boycotted year" thing though. The US men in 1984 had to beat the Japanese and Chinese men in those Olympics. That gold was no gimme. I also kept thinking "Has it really been 20 years?" I was still thinking of my own Olympic dreams back then. I remember Mary Lou Retton storming down the vaulting track to launch herself into history.