So what does Bone do all day?
Perhaps this is a question you've found yourself asking before. Perhaps it is even a question I have found myself asking before, when several hours seemed to have disappeared with not a trace of anything tangible to show for them.
Today, we begin to answer that question. For today, Google unveiled it's latest interactive doodle: the hurdles
. Go ahead, click over and play for an hour or so. This post will still be right here when you get back. It's not like I'm gonna blog again tomorrow or anything.
So I played Google hurdles today. And -- and this is an important "and," for without it this post would be over now -- I tweeted about it. (Don't worry, I'm still watching the Olympics, but occasionally I need a break. I mean, there's only so many hours of Greco-Roman Wrestling a man can watch.)
I believe my day can most accurately and succinctly be summed up in these 140-characters-or-less bits of social media goodness. Therefore, with apologies to J. Adamthwaite and anyone else who follows me on the Twitter and may have already had the misfortune of reading these once, I present today's tweets:
/begin Twitter log
Oh I'm gonna be doing this Google hurdle thing all day now.
Just shaved 3 seconds off my hurdles time! That's gotta be virtually unheard of in Google-ympics, right?
I don't wanna work. I just wanna play Google hurdles all day.
Someone should video me playing this. Teeth clenched, face in some sort of odd contortion. Don't tell me this isn't a real sport.
My guy is slow! Where's the option to select the Princess from Super Mario 2? She could float right over these hurdles.
I kept getting tripped up by the first hurdle for the longest! That'll ruin your whole day. I mean, race. (I meant day.)
11.3 seconds! They need some Easter Eggs on here, like hurdle invincibility, or "break twelve seconds and unlock the Usain Bolt character."
Amazing stat: Every 2.5 seconds today, someone has tweeted about #GoogleDoodle... And that someone is me.
Remember the Laff-A-Lympics? I loved that! The something Yogis, the Really Rottens, and... can't remember the other team.
FYI, I'm using both index fingers to run, and my left pinkie to jump. Requires extraordinary index-pinkie coordination.
Get your arms up! You run like you're about to do the vault.
I think I would do better if there were music playing like they have in gymnastics. Maybe "St. Elmo's Fire." Or "Ride Like The Wind."
11.9. Crap! And why isn't Google showing the Olympic and world records in the bottom left corner while I run?
Oh! The Scooby Doobies! Duh. #LaffALympics
Could one say that I am easily entertained? I think at this point it's at least conceivable.
Why do people keep walking in?!! You think Missy Franklin's boss keeps coming into the pool place every five minutes while she's practicing?
This requires like twelve seconds of absolute concentration and focus. Which is the longest I've focused on any one
thing in five years.
11.3! BOOM! #GoogleDoodle OK, my hand is cramping. Seriously. #athleteproblems
Tomorrow on the Keyboard Olympics: Modern Pentathlon. YESSSSS!!! I'd better do some finger limbering exercises tonight.
11.0! OK, I think I'm done. Thanks to all of you who did not unfollow me. Today, and always.
/end Twitter log
And that's what Bone does all day. At least for today. And no, I'm not gonna spend all day tomorrow again playing the hurdles. Don't be silly. Give me a little credit, would you?
There's a new doodle tomorrow: Basketball
I'm gonna spend all day playing that.
"It is the night / My body's weak / I'm on the run / No time for sleep / I've to ride / Ride like the wind / To be free again..."