Team USA!

Last night, in a very delayed stroke of genius, Patrick and I remembered that we'd once had a pair of rabbit ears. If found, they could allow us to watch the Olympics, you know, like the rest of the world. So Patrick popped down to the basement to see if he could find the elusive key to the TV.

AND THEN HE DID.

He actually found something in our basement. Like, the thing that he went down to look for - he found it in about five minutes.

We watched the American swim team win their gold medal, but, compared to the victory of finding something in our basement, it didn't really seem that cool.

(Just kidding - we were actually jumping up and down, which is not something we do, since we know nothing about sports. However, it was pretty clear what was going on, so we were able to follow.)