Sesame Saturday: More Olympic Shenanigans

Cookie Monster and Elmo are back again, talking (and singing!) with more Olympic athletes.

First, they ask several athletes to explain their sports (Elmo asks skier Lindsey Vonn what sport she “plays,” which is kind of awkward, but she copes with it beautifully):

Then they get the athletes to join them in a sing-a-long of the “Olympic song.”  I wasn’t sure what that meant at first; for some reason I was thinking of the Olympic Anthem, but once they started singing, it all became clear:

Man, I wish I could sing the “Olympic song” with some Muppets.  I would not only sing it, I would conduct it, because I figured out how to do that a long time ago, when I was young and precocious.

(It’s not that hard; if you know anything about music conducting at all, you can probably figure it out.)

Chance to Meet and Greet Steve Whitmire

UPDATE:  The contests have ended, and thus far I don’t see any further information regarding winners or anything.  It also doesn’t say how/when the winners will be notified, so I guess if it gets to be mid-June and you haven’t heard anything, you can safely assume that that’s a no.

As for me, I still have my fingers crossed that he’ll make it to a convention up here in the Midwest at some point.  I’m not holding my breath, mind you, but I am crossing my fingers.

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Fraggle Friday: “We’re All Part of Everything…”

We’re all part of everything, and everything is part of us.”–Gobo Fraggle

When I got my first medical transcription job over seven years ago, I supposed that that was going to be how I earned my living for the rest of my life.  I figured that writing was just going to be a hobby, something I did for my own amusement and that of my friends.

But as is so often the case, things in my life haven’t worked out exactly the way I supposed they would, and I’m forced to find other means of paying the bills.  And with a Hamilton-esque word count of 66,089 words on this blog over the course of five months, writing seems like a skill that I could perhaps parlay into something more rewarding in actual money in addition to mere personal satisfaction.

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