Some ads, a blog; and the blatant misuse of a semicolon.
(Previously on Vancouver 2010.)
The year 2058 seems to be a banner year for the Winter Olympics. From hell, we hear the cheerin’ and the jeerin’ of Icelandic fans, hootin’ and hollerin’ and not puttin’ any effort whatsoever at bein’ grammatically correct on how they’re talkin’.
Weird Al and I are less obsessed about the Olympics, as [...]
(Previously on Vancouver 2010.)
I was watching the ‘84 Winter Olympics from Sarajevo. I was 14 and with my buddy Mark Smith. We were trying our best to be enthusiastic and patriotic but when you watch Finland play Norway and you’re 14, you’d rather go play with something that was made in Taiwan. So we went down [...]
(Previously on Vancouver 2010.)
It was 1984. Dorothy Hamill had taken a break from the Ice Capades and enjoying a little Dorothy Hamill time. The 84 Winter Olympics from Sarajevo were on TV – and, of all things, figure skating was on. Hamill watched, and relived her Olympic glory from eight years earlier.
In the background, Dorothy [...]
(Previously on Vancouver 2010.)
I wake up near the fornt door. The bump on my head is pretty high, putting me over the six foot mark. I see stars and birds but I don’t see any Tonyas or Hardings. What happened to her? Why did she hit me with that black pipe? Is this still 2002?
I [...]
(Previously on Vancouver 2010.)
Al Yankovic was watching his parents’ black and white TV. The 1976 Winter Games were on and Dorothy Hamill was skating wonderfully. Al was 16, watching this, boner and all. His dad hated figure skating and made no attempt to hide his hatred by saying this is for queers before getting up from [...]
(Previously on Vancouver 2010.)
The ding dong of the doorbell woke me up. The TV was on and N Synch was playing live at the 2002 Winter Games in Salt Lake City. Apparently, I had a thing for N Synch. And figure skaters. Man, my head hurt and I couldn’t even blame it all on time [...]
(Previously on Vancouver 2010.)
In 2002, the winter games were in Salt Lake. This is what I tuned into.
After about 13 seconds, I flipped the channel. This is what I saw.
The moral of this post? A parody within a parody within a parody within a parody after having watched N Synch perform at the 2002 Winter [...]
(Previously, on Vancouver 2010.)
The year is 2058. I’m in hell right now, not trouble, I’m in actual hell. And I’m here to tell you, it’s hot in here. And unfortunately, it’s not just me.
Being 87 years old is kind of a funny thing if funny meant depressing, ragged, and having a hate on for the [...]
(Previously on Vancouver 2010.)
My hangover was a little more intense than usual. I woke up on the floor of my living room. I couldn’t remember how I got there, but at least I knew where I was and what year it was.
Or at least I thought I did.
A commercial for Wonder Bread played. It was [...]