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You bet your sweet muscley squeezable skater assmeats I will be watching Evgeny Plushenko tonight (though I really doubt he'll be COMPETING with this routine.)

hattip to padparadscha for the vid. Also for your super burning eyeballs pleasure, watch it in high def.

Woke up after dreaming that I had a date with Dan Aykroyd. That's a little weird all by itself, but as the dream progressed it was revealed that I was actively polyamorous, because I brought him home to hang out with my primary partner, Gregory House. Not Hugh Laurie. House. Who started bench pressing me.

Yeah okay, I don't even know what the red and spicy hell, subconscious.

Also it's finally snowing - we're due to get around 2-4 inches. Somehow after being shafted for snowpocalypse and snomageddon I'm just not all that impressed, but I suppose beggars can't be choosers. We'll ignore the fact that THIS IS NEW ENGLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND and we shouldn't be standing on the corners of New York and DC with little signs that say "Will work for snow." But hey.

I was super happy that Shen and Zhao won Pairs Figure skating. I have a very sneaking suspicion the judges might have willingly overlooked them screwing up a lift to do so, but I doubt they'll get any protest from anyone else. I love big romantic overwrought Olympic Dream stories like theirs. Tonight, the men go, and I get to happily ogle skater man-buttocks coated in unicorn jizz glitter.

I got a crapton done yesterday, here's hoping I can keep that trend going today.

Thanks for the valentines, y'all. :) they all made me smile. even the old ones. :)

This weekend was all bustle and squeak, as all good kid weekends are. Saturday we spent at cell23's parents and then we went out to dinner with them plus his grandparents too. Sunday we actually spent over at Boobyhaven so Kidzilla could watch the Daytona 500 on the Monstervision while they made valentines for people out of construction paper, marker and stickers. There was also homemade pizza, playing horsie, and lots of falling down giggling, mostly generated by the Lovebug losing his pants repeatedly and then after cell23 had given the kids horsie rides, Cara and I (not together) insisted on one too. Strong back on that man, I tell you.

OMG Daytona. EPIC FAIL.That race is not supposed to be six hours long. Also I don't care if you only run like five races a year on it, pave that damn speedway a little more often than every 30 years. You can't tell me NASCAR doesn't have the money. Sheesh. You'd never be able to tell this was my first time actually sitting through an entire Sprint Cup race, lol. I was sitting there explaining restrictor plate racing to the roommate yesterday and in the back of my brain was thinking that my 17 year old self would be utterly horrified at me. I think between being in Massachusetts for way too long, Pixar, that Speed Racer movie and too many mornings listening to Car Talk I've definitely gotten to like car racing in my old age. Wonders never cease.

After the race was FINALLY over, the kids got picked up and I watched the pairs skating short program with cell23 and Cara over a couple bottles of wine. I got VERY annoyed that they kept cutting away to mens moguls and luge because I wanted to see Bonheur and James skate. (okay, luge I can forgive considering, but still) Curse you NBC and Bob Costas. Ah well. According to the posted results they didn't do that great anyway. BUT STILL *whine* Anyway. Super pretty was had, and I was amused by cell23 critiquing the skaters' techniques more than I was at one point.

I'm home today with a to-do list a mile long and a measure of grim determination... and it is snowing a little bit, with a winter storm watch in effect for today and tomorrow. Much planning and scheming to be done and not quite enough time to do it, aaaah. Anyway, today has potential... keep your fingers crossed for me.

This week's 365:

No Lie, I am a total Olympics junkie. When you've grown up with a sister who very nearly made it there for basketball and then later went to like three of them for her job? Kinda mandatory.

I did a lot of twitter snarking of the opening ceremonies as it was going on, but aside from the commentary I did find some parts of it pretty awesome, especially considering that being they are the first Olympics since Beijing, Vancouver had a very tough act to follow. They did a decent job, even despite the torch/cauldron malfunction at the end.

Really my favorite part of any opening ceremony is watching the Parade of Nations. This one, I think was especially poignant given the death of the Nodar Kumaritashvili - when Georgia came in with the black ribbon on their flag, I choked up, probably along with half the world. Their delegation is so small too - 7 now... I can't even imagine what it was like for them to be there marching onwards without their fallen teammate. Just... wow.

Anyways. Things I will be watching in the next couple of weeks:

• I'm not usually big on skiing, so I probably will be skipping most of that. I know, that's like half the olympics, lol. Same with most of the snowboarding, though considering I just want to grab handfuls of that ginger glory atop Shaun White's head and, like, rub it all over me, I'll be watching the halfpipe.
  
  Yes, I watch the Olympics for the man candy. DEAL.
  
  
• Speeeeeeed skating. Because damn, Apolo Ohno be PRETTEH. Also will be looking for Shani Davis, because damn, it is NICE to see a fine-looking brotha in ice skates.
  
  
• Figure skating. For the usual amount of sparkly pretty and the drama surrounding it (though nothing will top the Kerrigan/Harding craziness of '94). Also these two:
  
  
  
  Bonheur and James from France. Oh very my. We will be looking for them, yes, precious. Again, fine lookin brotha, ice skates, nom nom nom
  
  
• Curling. Because seriously? WTF.
  
  
• May also check out luge, bobsled, and womens hockey.

Other than that, it's gonna be a "quiet" weekend with Drew and the kiddoes. Also hoping in the evenings to manage to get stuff done that I've been neglecting all week. The state of my room is going to make the baby jesus cry.

If you have F/X and you're not yet watching Archer, I highly recommend fixing that immediately. It's basically a send up of 1960s spy agency shows. Throw in a cowboy bebop-esque opening, some jawdroppingly inappropriate humor, an interesting rotoscope-esque style of animation, and ad-libbed, ATHF style dialogue delivery and you've pretty much got it.

Meanwhile I've got a new Bitch Please icon.

Speaking of quirky little experimental shows, I'm finally getting around to watching The Middle Man after lysscat lent it to me last October and finding myself rather liking it in all it's silly geekmeta humor. I think what actually sold me was them getting Mark Dacascos to play Sensei Ping. Oh, oh, Mark Dacascos. I am so glad you refuse to take yourself seriously. Also goddamn but you are FINE. Probably because you wake up, spend the day KICKING EVERYONE'S ASS ALL THE TIME, and go to sleep.

I find myself wondering if they're gonna bring back Krod Mandoon and the Flaming Sword of Fire; the internet has conflicting reports on that score. The show was fantastically geekstupid, and I'd be fine if they just kinda ended it where they did, but I also wouldn't mind if they brought it back and tried to go somewhere with the whole idea of fantasy spoof-comedy. That and watching Matt Lucas feast gleefully on scenery was quite a joy to behold.

Anyway, that's enough random fannishness for one day. In real news, my insides still hate me. Wheeee. And I forgot to take a picture yesterday because I was wiped out like hell. I know whooo big deal, but that's how projects run for me - once I'm off the wagon it's stupid hard to get back on it. And I'm still running on only 2/3rds my usual amount of spoons, so this weekend's gonna be interesting. But hopefully I'll manage to get some good stuff done in among kid wrangling and Valentines. ALSO HOLY CRAP OLYMPICS. Stephen Colbert ragging on the lack of snow and killing Bob Costas last night was priceless.

Russian ice dance tribute to Aborigines offensive to Aborigines




Okay I will say one thing.... red shorts?

ETA: wow the whole idea of this particular contest is lultatically fail.