Blonde... twins... touching...

Apologies for not posting in like ten days, but the Tin Man's been under a lot of pressure on a couple of work-related fronts - happy to say TM delivered, as he tends to do when his street cred is on the line.

Jumping right back into things, yesterday I hit the crack pipe known as the 2006 Winter Olympics and fell in love with a little sport I like to call "Pretty Girls Doing Stuff." Or what others like to call "women's curling."

Granted, the "Pretty Girls" part applies only to the U.S. team, since the rest of the northern hemisphere seems to breed ogres particularly for this event. But Uncle Sam came through for me:

That's them: Jamie, Cassie, Jessica and Maureen, the lassies of U.S. curling. I credit them with making me watch hours and hours of a ridiculous "sport" that, in the end, is actually pretty compelling. Helias and I struggled with the rules at first but thanks to NBC's Curling-for-Idiots-like coverage we finally got what the point was. Which we never really cared about anyway since we were mainly focused on blonde twins lookin' all nice while hurling rocks across ice.

I think Great Britain kicked our ass in the end. But I keep the flame alive in my heart, Team USA. Thanks for the memories.

Call me.

-TM

P.S. Just found they're not twins. No matter. The blog stands.