I wore the wrong jeans today. Now, I am sure that you men out there are scratching your heads at that statement, but trust me when I tell you that the women in the audience know exactly what I am talking about.
It's not possible to have a good day in the wrong jeans. You just can't. You spend the day pulling and tugging and squirming. You can't concentrate on anything, other than the fact that you are annoyed with your pants.
I should have known it as soon as I got out of my truck this morning and tried to slip my cell phone into the little 5th pocket. See, I couldn't find the little 5th pocket. It was not where it is on all the other days. Finally, distracted by something shiny, I'm sure, I just dropped my phone into one of the larger pockets and forgot about it. Later, sitting in a meeting, I ruminated about the fact that I couldn't find the 5th pocket (see, these are the things you think about in meetings when you are annoyed with your pants) and quickly surmised that perhaps, these were, in fact, the wrong jeans. Later, in the ladies room, I confirmed it.
I will try to be more careful tomorrow.
Anyway, I was watching the Olympics last night and noticed that Yevgeny Plushenko fell on his ass and still placed 4th, well in reach of a medal. Fell on his ass. On his ass. Elvis, OTOH, did not fall on his ass (although he did step out of a jump) and is sitting in 7th place. It would take a miracle for him to medal at this point. I will point out that Anton Sikharulidze stepped similarly out of a jump in the pairs freeskate and was rewarded with a gold medal for his efforts.
There are whispers, of course, that this is backlash for the controversy that is currently swirling around the pairs competition and I think that it's possible that this is true. The judges have never been enamoured of Mr. Stojko, but I have seen him step out of jumps before and it never resulted in him getting a 4.9 technical score.
Did I mention that Plushenko fell on his ass? Figure Skating is an embarassment to judged sports everywhere.
Other than that, I am finding the Olympics to be stultifying. I am TiVoing every minute of the coverage, which puzzles me because I watch so little of it. I am especially FFWing through all the Bob Costas stuff because I like Bob and I don't want all that like to slip away. He was so annoying during the opening ceremonies that John ordered him shot into space. He's the John Tesh of the SLC games. And somebody, for the love of all that's holy, get Jim McKay some new dentures.
Posted by Lori at February 13, 2002 3:08 PM