The "O" in Olympics stands for...OUCH.

Another One Bites The Dust

Every time I turned on the TV this weekend I saw some horrific accident...Ice Dancing being by far the worst. Three couples in a row. Dragging each other down...literally. The one woman who got dropped and then proceded to bounce (and of course, the continues replays of it) made my ass hurt.

And someone please define the term: Twizzle. It reminds me of cherry Twizzlers. Which makes me laugh.

The Italian couple (after falling the night before and just staring at each other afterward on the ice) refused to speak to each other before skating last night. I am convinced that she is a drag queen. After they skated, what I thought a very frigid routine, they hugged, they cried, etc. Her partner, this poor guy, was sobbing off the ice afterward...Could you imagine being in any form of a relationship with this woman? She is nuts. And a drag queen.

Then in another brief moment, I turned on the TV to see this woman overturn her bobsled and skid on her head at 75 mph. Snow and ice aren't for wimps, thats fer sho'.

I had a day off yesterday, which was pure bliss...having gotten up at 7 am on Sunday, took the train to CT, and shot the rest of the film (one scene, which was outside...burrr) and it's a wrap!