I've been looking at people recently, and trying to decide if they had just the one home, or if they had a home home. Interesting.

My sister sent me this text without attribution. It's clunky in a couple places, but overall, amusing.

I think, maybe 7-10 years ago, our top runners were training in the US. Jamaica's pretty consistently expected to medal in the 100m, 4 by 1, 200, or 400, men or women. Not as often hurdles, for some reason, for about the last 30 years, I think? Obviously never like this, though. But right now, the runners are in two training camps--Bolt and Blake and others are in one, and Powell and some of the women in another, and both groups train at home (oh...) on the island. Which just makes everything sweeter.

I'm not mad at the people that felt they had to travel to get the best resources to win--you do what you gotta do (in accordance with the rules) to be the best--it's not like it was people discovering a paternal Jamaican grandmother so they could get in with a lower bar. When y'all (as in not most of y'all) are cheering on the Trojans or the Spartans, Jamaicans are crying (literally) over their high school sprinters. Sports day ain't no joke.

But they're all there. They're all in Jamaica. They go right back home and train--Blake and Bolt to the university where my mother and sister teach.

There have been helicopters hovering loudly for the past 30-45 minutes. It's messing with my everything.

Oh, yeah, I totally also say "home" for Hawaii, a place in which I have never lived. But it's where I'm from, nonetheless.

4 x100 was incredible. I can't get over watching all that power move.

"Are you going home for Xmas?" Home= NM. My home? Baltimore, my house. Traveling with frequent bedchanges? Back to the hotel/camp/tent/whatever.

Also, apropos of nothing, the broken lamp that I scored for free from our favorite hotel near the defunct music festival, that I fixed over the summer trip, now has a functioning 3 way cfl bulb in it and is working! Yay me learning how to do something new! Now to hit the thrift stores for a cool shade.

It took me 46 years, but I finally got to the point where home was something other than my parents' house in Altadena.

t house likes carrots

Northern Michigan feels like home to me right now. But I'd miss my friends. And employment.

Good god, sara, you panicked me that I'd somehow missed the final.

Apparently Radisha and Bolt were trying to meet in the middle and compete against each other in the four by four. Must be nice to have the Olympics be your playground, huh? I mean, when you qualify for the event...

As far as I can tell, Bolt's not on the 4x1 team? That can't be right. I'm reading something wrong: [link] .

Oh, and home is Jamaica, and the house we moved into when I was 8, but Jamaica in a larger sense. And then, this apartment is home, obviously. I guess it's the difference between where I live and where I'm from--I'm sure some useful language makes that distinction.

Hah, sorry. I don't understand how relays work. Seems like Bolt is out of it, but tomorrow will tell.