Madrid 2020, If We May

Our third consecutive Olympic bid ends tonight. Tapas party with non-Spaniards who have promised to hold my hand for good luck, followed by a photo shoot for the exhibit.

I really want us to get this. We’ll be nice. We’ll be great. We promise to stop being so loud in trains and to never pretend to be disabled in the Paralympics again.


UPDATE September 8th: Bah.