Jon and I just got back from the Olympics*. It was awesome.  We are way taller than most Chinese people, although they are much handier with wooden eating utensils.

The opening ceremonies ruled.  Full of bombastic fireworks love. The last time I saw a display that wild was when my friend Art sprayed a gas station guy with 89 grade unleaded.

Jon wanted to do his own opening ceremonies poolside during the pool events, so he got out the fireworks he smuggled in to the event.  He had a rough time getting them lit because his matches were confiscated at security, which is really unfair.  I mean, they let people with guns into the Olympic sharpshooting event!  They were right on the field!

Jon tried to get Michael Phelps to help him light the fireworks, but was sad when Michael informed him that gunpowder generally does not function in pool water.  Jon thought Michael had called him a “fool’s daughter”, Jon pushed him into the pool…it was a whole thing.  Suffice to say that Michael Phelps is also very fast out of the pool, and is quite capable of pummeling opponents even when a gold medal is not at stake.

There were reports during the Games that some of the Olympians were hooking up at the Olympic village.  There is no question in my mind that those relationships will stand the test of time.

The girls in gymnastics did awesome.  It reminded me of my own time in gymnastics.  I won the New Jersey state forward roll competition…four times.  In one year.

Looking forward to going to the Olympics next time!  Especially if we don’t have to hitchhike there again.

*Events may or may not have happened.