Ok, there's a post about Fluffy X calling for a Holy War, then a week passes without any updates, and I only get 3 frickin' comments? Thanks for the concern, really. I mean, the Idiot Fambly could well have been being held hostage by our psychotic little tuna-breath terrorist, and there's nary a bit of concern shown by any of the four and a half readers per day who come see this drivel, sheesh!
Fortunately, it wasn't Fluffy that kept me away from the keyboard, or I'd be really mad at y'all. Instead, it was vacation. The Idiots packed up the VistaCruiser and took off on a ski trip. Mrs. Idiot, who is new to the world of Winter Recreation, had some choice words that she threatened to share with y'all, so I'll just report for the rest of us: it was a lot of fun to get back on the slopes.
When I wasn't skiing or walking around complaining about sore muscles as a result of skiing, I was watching the Olympics. I thought that NBC's week one coverage was good, but was very disappointed with their week two coverage. I mean, they spent a LOT of time covering the story of the relationship between American speed skaters Shani Davis and Chad Hedrick, but they spent almost no time covering the relationship between Chad Hedrick and Chad Hedrick's teeth. Have you seen these things?
Chad Hedrick- It's like whoever assembled this guy misread
the label and stuck "XL" teeth in a "M" face.
In other Olympic news, I was happy to see the U.S. Men's Curling team finally bring home a medal. The women were awful, but the Johnson sisters are cute as buttons so I'm ok with their performance. (I should note that in my curling preview I suggested that the women should try curling in the nude against Italy and Great Britain. Since then, Kicked Puppies has had at least 600 people come here after searching for "Cassie Johnson nude.")
Well, I had more Olympic thoughts, and a whole epic poem I'd written about last night's Villanova- University of Cincinnati game, but Mrs Idiot is breathing down my neck to get at the computer, Fluffy X wants to have a talk with me about our "vacation is a time to let the cats fend for themselves" philosophy, and I think that they might be showing curling highlights, so, for the last time in Torino- gotta go, curling's on.