THE FOLLOWING TAKES PLACE BETWEEN 400 DAYS AGO AND MY LUNCH BREAK THIS AFTERNOON
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400 days ago: Almost right outside the Embassy in Trafalgar Square, London unveils its Olympic countdown clock to mark 500 days 'til the start of the games
and consecutive days of grey
"maybe you hit the 'snooze' button"
399 days ago: Hilarity ensues as a lad mag sends its...um, "reporters" to the site carrying signs "so low tech, we won't break down!"
you could tell it was a classy magazine because once the photo-op was done, the girls left simply by going to the corner and hailing a taxi
387 days ago: The clock is defaced during one of London's strikes/rallies/demonstrations
that's either a paint splat, or the clock just shed an emo tear
161 days ago: those "occupy" people trying to be noticed around the world reach Trafalgar Square, but no damage is reported this time because of around the clock police protection
Get it? The police were around the clock, you see.
71 days ago: Britain's Got Talent films a flash mob promo next to the clock.
somewhere, Susan Boyle goes "meh"
This afternoon: London very loudly lets everyone know that there are just 100 days 'til the start of the games. . .
on your mark, fishnet, GO!
. . . which is a very stressful reminder to me as office concierge that very soon my life will be turned upside down by the incoming delegations, and I may just keep yelling "dammit Chloe!" to no one in particular.
hence, I'm all Bauer McSquinty for the next 100 days
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