Bad hair and going down hill.

Hello friends and neighbors,
Well it seems that I have fallen off of the blog wagon again. Two months is just plain unacceptable. That darn facebook has just consumed me. Well not just that but a bad fall in January that has kept me down for a month. That is just an excuse though. You can still type with a bum knee and a messed up back. I guess there has just not been much to say on my blog. The days have been gray and dreary and one can only watch so much downhilllugeskating before you just get numb.

I have enjoyed the Olympics this year. I am tired of hearing about Lindsy Vonn though and Mr. Ohno should stick with dancing. I have a problem with judged events. Timed events are just that, timed, you can't have personal input toward the athlete. In the past I got so tired of listening to Dick Button talk about skaters being young and having to earn their place at the top, that I could have upchucked. If your good your good, age should have nothing to do with it. I do have to say though that I really liked Mr. Button's commentary this time after or before the skating and not during. So if an event is not timed or scored independently,(like shooting) then forget it. But wait, then we would not have the snow boarding. Now that is awesome. Oh well I guess the Olympics have done all right for as many years as it has so leave well enough alone. I would like to see them do the curling down the bobsled track. Now that's entertainment.

And now to hair color. Why do these old guys that do the commentary i.e. Mr. Costas, think they have to dye their hair that dark dull brown? I honestly think that gray hair on men looks distinguished. Knock it off. Isn't it the women that are suppose to do that nutty stuff? And if it's a rug then put it on the floor.

Got to go for now and take one day at a time.