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Aww yeah! Today was my last Olympic press conference of the 2006 Winter Olympic games. Before clawing my way to the athletes, I snapped one final shot of the media cluster. Hidden somewhere at the end is Sasha Cohen.

Hopefully, I'll have time to post some more stuff before we tear down our workspace (and LAN), but here are a few quick Torino updates:
1. The "Our Driver Alex" video I posted yesterday is being picked-up by the (Hearst) Olympics Zone, so it's going out to the affiliates this weekend. Our little death metal driver is gonna be a star.
2. Saw some dirty, grubby, filthy pickpockets working a crowd last night. It was quite imaginative, as the guys pretended to play football (that's soccer to us Americans) and they kicked the imaginary ball over to some people passing by. They got all up in the tourists face and pretended to really kicking the ball around - trying to steal it back - which was absurd because the people didn't pretend in return. They got right up next to them as they aggressively bumped them and got in their pockets. After that the "footballers" turned their attention to us, in our bright blue media jackets, but we made it clear we didn't want to play. Tonight I'm wearing black.
3. The Italian version of White Castle is still delicious even when you're not drinking late at night. And, I've learned there's a REALLY bad franchise of late-night food vendors around town. The name: "Geno Panino", if you can believe it.
Time to go get some pizza and fizzy water. Talk to you later.

Hopefully, I'll have time to post some more stuff before we tear down our workspace (and LAN), but here are a few quick Torino updates:
1. The "Our Driver Alex" video I posted yesterday is being picked-up by the (Hearst) Olympics Zone, so it's going out to the affiliates this weekend. Our little death metal driver is gonna be a star.
2. Saw some dirty, grubby, filthy pickpockets working a crowd last night. It was quite imaginative, as the guys pretended to play football (that's soccer to us Americans) and they kicked the imaginary ball over to some people passing by. They got all up in the tourists face and pretended to really kicking the ball around - trying to steal it back - which was absurd because the people didn't pretend in return. They got right up next to them as they aggressively bumped them and got in their pockets. After that the "footballers" turned their attention to us, in our bright blue media jackets, but we made it clear we didn't want to play. Tonight I'm wearing black.
3. The Italian version of White Castle is still delicious even when you're not drinking late at night. And, I've learned there's a REALLY bad franchise of late-night food vendors around town. The name: "Geno Panino", if you can believe it.
Time to go get some pizza and fizzy water. Talk to you later.






4 Comments:
Congrats on that little driver video you did. I love it when he runs through the red light after talking shit about the rich women on their celphones. Priceless.
BAMF! You've done a great job with your Olympic blog. Your coverage is more entertaining than NBC's!
Sauce!...
you're cool. Anybody who uses BAMF is amazing.
And this blog rocks.
Fantastic stuff.
I'm Aapo, I'm from Finland and I'm a friend of Alex. I've been also laughing my head off with that video -as I think I have seen it before..
I was visiting him in the autumn, read from my own blog if interested.
aapocalypsenow.blogspot.com, November archives, Tuesday 15.
Sorry for not linking it direct, but I always miserably with those.
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