Insert Generic Lewd Comment About Hot, Flexible Figure Skater Here

Since I have zero interest in sports, it should come as no surprise that I have zero interest in watching the Winter Olympics.
Well, practically zero interest, as figure skater Sasha Cohen could probably manage to get me to tune it.
Why? Well, she's tiny and cute, and as the following excerpt from this article indicates, she's extremely flexible.

DON'T PLAY TWISTER WITH HER: "She can do unbelievable
contortions with her body," says her teammate, men's world bronze medalist Evan
Lysacek. "I've seen her twist her legs around her head. She's the most flexible
person I've ever seen."

Yow. Plus she can leg-press 400 lbs, which, perhaps strangely enough, is actually a turn-on.
In any case, that's my kind of woman, though, not surprisingly, I'm not her kind of man, as she's looking for someone who's tall. And while there are many things I may be, tall will never be one of them.
Oh well.
Still, cute as she is, it's probably not enough to get me to sit through the rest of the Olympic Snore-fest just to see her.
Speaking of winter, it arrived here in NoVA with a surprising amount of vengeance. It was still mild compared to the kind of winter storms I grew up with, but it deposited a fair amount of the white stuff before it finally died down.
My biggest concern was getting out of my unplowed parking lot this morning, but the snow was of the light and fluffy variety, so it proved to be pretty easy to make my way through.
The poorly-plowed roads weren't too difficult to navigate, though I did end up stuck for a considerable period of time behind two plows and a line of cars before finally saying "Screw this" and carefully edging my way past them.
Once I did that my drive was relatively uneventful thanks to the fact that there were very few retards out on the road.
I did encounter one near the end of my commute, though, who decided that afer crawling part of the way up at 10 miles an hour it was a good idea to come to a complete stop on a snow-covered incline.
I managed to avoid a collision and made my way around him, though I can't say much for his chances of getting his car moving again after stopping there (and there was no apparent reason for the stop in the first place).
Brian, aka Sicky McSickerson, also made his way in today, though he didn't do so totally unscathed; some jackass forced him into the guard rail somewhere along the line.
Scott, however, didn't manage to fly back from Utah before all flights were canceled.
So far the day has been pretty uneventful, though, and the snow has stopped and is already melting.