I enjoy a really big show. With the sixteen days and nights offered up by the gathered masses in Rio, I can say that my satisfaction is at an Olympic level. Tonight, the culmination.
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What’s that feeling where you know that the day is going to get better? Oh, yes… anticipation. I’ve been up since sunrise, and my wait is ongoing.
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I’ve learned that the spool of plastic cord which fuels our weed-whacker is closely related to every clock mainspring I’ve ever liberated. Seriously. Had to rewind the stuff this evening, and my start-over counter is officially off the rails. Of course, with a freshly wound spool, I was then given the job of “finishing” the trim outside. Hint: when the wind dies, and the grass gets disturbed, prepare to donate small portions of blood to the local flying demons.
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In high school, I was required to wrestle. Not much fun, as the lightest kid on the mat, but at least I understood the basic tenets. All little kids do. We wrestle with others, because it goes with the territory. And, let the record show, most of us escape without serious injury, because we’re so unskilled and we don’t have far to fall. I learned to accept defeat as a part of my life.
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I’ve decided that the CBC preemption of the suppertime news to bring me suppertime sports has a plus side. I’m getting to watch events that would normally not “cross my radar”. This evening, people jumping off a very high platform to land in the water, after twisting in panic all the way down. I understand! I’ve also decoded the scoring: the least splash wins. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?
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I think I’m guilty of software disobedience. The latest update for this site encouraged me to “do a backup” before proceeding. I tried. After two hours of watching the blue progress line, I realized that there were other, more important things to do. And so, I closed the page and cancelled my effort. Now, with a new version of software in place, I might go back and try again. Why don’t they (the developers) create a speed backup for the impatient?
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So confusing. Q took Jian out of the main chair, and placed Shad in there. Now, he’s gone, and Tom will be the voice from my car radio. I’m not good at that sort of musical chairs, on a program that isn’t musical.
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It must be summer: two days in a row with ME driving into the city. Let’s face it, that bears witness to the designated driver of our rig being “otherwise engaged”.
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I made an early start, to get through my “to do” list. Off with the dog to the garage before anyone else was awake, in order to get an oil change and one of those oh-so-necessary windshield stickers that proclaims the mechanical fitness of my vehicle. All that, for less than $50 is a deal!
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What with the Games coverage replacing my usual evening news broadcast/forecast, I’m doing things that are outside my normal experience. This evening, I watched a good part of the women’s soccer match involving FR and CA. I saw the expected running back and forth. I watched someone get a yellow card, which I’m told doesn’t give the team any extra points. I watched the majority of that odd extra period of time that is added after a game has ended regulation time. Not all of it, though; the phone rang. But, CA still won, so I guess that’s good.
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