The Olympic event I won a gold medal in during a dream last night.
There was never an announcer who said specifically what it was, but it must have been the (obviously nonexistent) coed 4x25m racewalking relay. (It couldn't have been more than 100m total, since we never turned the corner on the track.) I was the third walker for one of the two American teams, who, in the six-team field, faced off against four teams from Sweden.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
