If I am going to succumb to the bad habit of being a grouch for the next couple of weeks due to Olympic-induced lack of sleep, I would like to drag others down with me. :) I'm starting with my Mom. She's retired. She's got time to watch hours and hours of TV. Right?
So anyway, I called her a couple of times tonight to see if she was watching. My sister (Julie) works with the mother of one of USA's synchronized divers, so I wanted to make sure she saw them dive. Later we watched some gymnastics - the floor routines.
But here's the crazy part. Mom (still operating on a rabbit ear TV until February 2009) was watching the same channel I was watching (on cable) - but hers ran about 3-5 seconds faster than mine. So on the floor exercises, she could tell me everything ahead of time. "Ooh...he stepped out of bounds..." and sure enough! A few seconds later, he went right out of the little line. The suspense of these things kills me, so I've decided she should just stay on the phone with me the whole time and let me know what to expect.
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Wow! The technology! I guess it takes a few seconds for the cable guys to catch the signals and then cram them into that skinny little cable before they can send them to your house.
I don't like to know what's going to happen, so I make it a point not to go to the NBC site, in case they might let slip something that's not going to be on TV until later. I guess I won't be calling your mom...
LOL - isn't that crazy?? Yeah don't call my mom - she's a spoiler.
Did you see that news story today about how the girl that "flew" and sang the solo wasn't really the singer? I guess I should have rechecked your blog first to see if you'd posted on that before I asked.
hahaha! that's so funny that you are so type-A that you would prefer to have your mom tell you the surprises!
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