Gold, Silver, and Ranch

Boy, what a busy month its been. Between working nearly everyday, apartment hunting, watching the Olympics, and neglecting this blog, I've barely had time to think.

As a person who is athletically retarded, and knows virtually nothing about sports (slam dunk the football and you get a home run, right?) I really love watching the Olympics. I've found that there is a strange vibe to these winter Olympics, and I think we can all admit that things haven't gone as smoothly as we would hope. At this point I'm surprised the Olympic slogan isn't "Vancouver: A Series of Unfortunate Events".

This is a little off topic but why are McDonalds the official restaurant of the Olympics? I mean, hamburgers and fries hardly promote athleticism. Isn't it more suiting if McDonalds were the official restaurant for 'obesity' or 'regret'? Actually, can we even call McDonalds a restaurant? Aren't restaurants supposed to sell things that qualify as food? If you said you took your girlfriend out to a restaurant, I would imagine a place filled with well dressed patrons ordering expensive meals off a leather bound menu and then sipping wine by candlelight. I don't imagine people in sweatpants and crocs ordering off a dollar menu that is bolted to the wall, and then trying to carry a handful of ketchup cups through a crowd of screaming children.

If McDonalds is a restaurant, then I'm an Olympian.

Kodiak Moment

Another Valentine's Day already? That's crazy. Just moments ago it was New Years. I guess I should try updating this blog more than once a month.

In any case, I spent this Valentine's Day the same way I do every year: by watching the Winter Olympics, the Daytona 500, and celebrating Lunar New Year. Same old, same old. Then maybe later I'll put on some romantic music, light the fireplace, chill some wine, and then ... if the mood is juuuuust right ... I'll get chased out of that couple's house and they wont press charges.