Do anyone else's jaws ache from hitting the floor while watching the Olympics? Are there no limits to what the human body can do?
This is the question I was pondering while sitting on my couch eating cheetos and watching the finale of So You Thing You Can Dance. It was the night before the Olympics so I had no idea that the story of humankind was about to come to a climax in a birds nest in Beijing. Did anyone else sense that as you were scraping your chin off the ground during the Opening Ceremonies?
I mean, did we just peak or what? You know, We. Us. The collective whole. Civilization as we know it. Phenomenal things are being accomplished while I am sitting on my coach eating cheetos and watching So You Think You Can Dance. People are thriving, pulsing, reaching higher, spinning faster (this was my epiphany as I watched men's gymnastics and got the Heimlich maneuver to dislodge my stomach from my throat).
To borrow a phrase and drive the point home . . . I stand all amazed! (well, sit all amazed, actually--while eating cheetos).
(Notice I always use one key concept at least 3 times in each post--that's the first rule of being a writer. I learned that at writing school). ;)
1 comment:
Wow! My only chance to be the first commentor :) Oh, I wish I had known you (in our cyber-ish way) during the Olympics!
Hope you don't mind if I start from the begining. I don't feel like reading the latest book group pick...
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