I've decided to update this place, but I haven't had a moment to change the window treatments because I'm tremendously addicted to the Olympics right now. Please bear with me while we float.
This year, I am transfixed by swimmer Michael Phelps and his all-American under-bite. He has swam and chewed a path towards his 400th consecutive gold medal. It is worth noting that his 399th medal for was for the 200 meter breast-stroke, which he completed using nothing but his ball sack. Like water wings! I bet I can't do that.
I want to thank Speedo this year, for providing a swim-suit that carries the sport of swimming to the next level. It has been my pleasure to watch that suit on the right athletes this Olympics season, crushing the competition like the juicy pimples they are. Michael squeezed France all over the mirror. Oh, Michael!
The current weather in Chicago is 66 degrees, with a barometric pressure of 29.98, holding steady.
Right this second, I am watching people light their farts on YouTube, and am preparing to stay up late and watch the Perseid Meteor Shower.
There is a wish on every fiery contrail.
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