If you're not watching the American women's (I use the term loosely) gymnastics team ilode, you're really missing out on a wonderful mix of the agony of defeat mixed in with the peculiar ability of adolescents to beat up on themselves. Why an 18 year old can't make bajillions in the NBA but a 16-year olf girl is allowed to feel like she's failed her country by stepping out of bounds, I don't know.
I would post a pciture of the Bug, who listened Bob Dylan's mumbling in Prospect Park tonight, but the wire that connects the camera to the computer has gone missing.
