The Olympic Spirit

Well folks, I've got a real treat for you. Up next?

In the tradition of epic Olympic stories (there was a time, after all, when I was an Olympian) my dad is traveling across the seas for his sake and for yours. The instigator behind my blog, he became inspired to write his own, or perhaps given no choice.

So, for the next sixteen days and nights -- or really as long as his drive to write lasts -- everyone's favorite Earl will be treating you well with "olympic trekker, capturing the olympic spirit, torino 2006."

(Apparently he's not as addicted to attention and feeling haughtily self-important like I am, and hasn't put a counter online...)