Happy Olympics. We're Really Stoked For It.

Last night we wanted to show our visitor the real gritty heart and soul of Los Angeles so we took him to Chilies. Our goal was to find a place that had the Olympics on TV. Because people care more about the Lakers than the Olympics we had to ask our waitress to turn the channel on the one TV we were watching. Not only did we find out that you must change the channels on half the TVs in Chilies to do this, but 5 minutes later half the bar was forced to watch extended coverage of pairs figure skating. Awk....ward. We thought we were vindicated when they switched sports, but it turned out to be 35 minutes of womens half-pipe snowboarding, which should not be an Olympic sport. It's pretty dumb. I shouldn't feel obligated to get "psyched", let alone "stoked", when someone wins a gold medal for doing a trick even I was busting out in 2001 on the jump they built for Youth Encounter at Prov. 360. Whatever.

The winter Olympics are definitely not as big a deal here as they are in Canada. Aside from the obvious fact that it's colder in Canada (duh) apparently one factor is American media's collective hangover from the Superbowl. I believe it. Electronics stores have huge sales drives to sell plasma TV systems just for "the big game"™. People bet big money and their "retirement savings"™ on the Superbowl but still I don't "care"™ for it unless there's a big party with other people who don't really care about the game either. Thus, we didn't watch it.

Tonight we are going to South Central/Compton/Watts to see what we can see. We're bringing Ryan along so if anything gets heavy, there's a big tall white guy with glasses to take all the violence while we drive away unscathed. If I don't post anything about it tommorrow, I'm either dead or lazy.