Well, the London Olympics are finally over, and the Pet Shop Boys have been safely returned to cold storage until they are needed again to save the world.
I haven't followed an Olympic games this closely since my childhood, but the prospect of catching wistful glimpses of the Motherland made it irresitable! Even when viewed through the feces-flecked filter of the US television coverage.
Congratulations to all the competitors for giving it your all (whether you won or not, McKayla!), and to the people of London for doing such a splendid job. And to Boris for being such a nut job.