As is usually the case, I felt very melancholy watching the 2004 Athens Olympics come to a close. The Olympics is one of those events where you can’t quite isolate a specific reason for loving it so much, simply because there are too many reasons to identify. I adore the sport, the comradery, and the unity. Each time I watch another closing ceremony I vow to myself I’ll see the Olympics in person. It’s time to stop breaking those promises!
Protests against a possible Bush reelection? Sounds good to me! What goes through a man’s head when he sees hundreds of thousands protest the very man he is? Does it make him, even just for a moment, second guess himself?
I got a gmail account the other day. How google-riffic!