Oh, snap! Yesterday I accidentally spelled Cincinnati wrong in my haven't-slept-for-dozens-of-hours blog post. When I first realized that I spelled it wrong, my initial reaction was "Ehhh. It's only Cincinatti, or Cincinnati, or whatever," but now I've come to my senses and I've corrected this most serious infraction.

Dear reader, rest assured that several LLR interns will be fired over this.

Anyway, my second day in this fair city was much like the first one: meetings, witches-titty-coldness, luncheons, and several dozen power point demonstrations. However, it wasn't all boring - the Olympic team that we have going is pretty rad.



I think the moment I officially felt like I was meant to be part of the team was when the conversation at the table turned to robots (as it often does) and Scotty, a fellow photog, said to me, "Robots? Well, check this shit out!" and lifted up his right pant-leg to reveal a MEGA AWESOME Japanese Horikawa robot tattoo.



That's hardcore!