If I were rich...

I've come up with a list of things I'd do if I were rich.

Ok yes, I've already done that. So I guess I'm just adding to it. This will be my Olympic addition.

1) Every two years I'd do absolutely nothing during the Olympics. And I mean absolutely nothing. I'd get up, turn on NBC (cause let's face it, is any other network going to ever air them) or one of the affiliated networks and watch. Sure in the morning and it times when the time differences are great it might be difficult but it will happen. I'll watch the Today Show since they're always Olympic-centric. Then I'd stay put in front to the TV until it was bed time. Since I'll be doing nothing I could even change my sleep schedule to revolve around the Olympic schedule. You know like when the games were in China and to watch some of it live you had to get up at 2 a.m. I never did that because I did in fact have better things to do. But nooo, not if I were rich.

2) I'd go to Park City or Lake Placid and pay to go on bobsled and skeleton rides all day! I looked into it, you can do that! Well, at least at Park City. It's only $50 to throw yourself down the skeleton track! Sign me the f up. Not even kidding. I want to try that. It looks so fun. Sure it's dangerous but it isn't as dangerous as the luge.

3) I'd hire Bob Costas a week a year during the Olympic off years to do some play-by-play or whatever for me. I don't know what exactly he'd do, perhaps follow me around work or something, but there he'd be.

4) I'd learn how to snowboard. If Shaun White can have his own personal half-pipe then in my fictitious wealthy state so could I! Oooh! Maybe if I were rich enough I could build my very own skeleton track! Though those look pricey...I could rent it out to Olympic teams to train on. Yeah. I could do that!

5) Maybe I'd build my own ice rink. I'd try my hand at some speed skating, hockey, figure skating and curling. Once again, I'd rent it out for others to use. Did you know that speed skate blades are so sharp that if you brush your finger nails against them, they get shaved? Yeah. I learned that last night. And no, not from Bob Costas.

Ok so I think I have it figured out. I'd have to have two complexes. Or compounds? Yeah! I'll be like the Kennedy's and call where I live the "compound." Sweet. One in a warm(er) climate for all my summer fun. One in Utah or Colorado for my very own winter sports arena. One in Wisconsin because, well, hello. You just have to. Don't forget I plan on buying the house from Full House. Oh! I'll just have all my corners covered. Wait. Not really I guess. It'll depend a lot on where I choose to build my warm weather compound.

Now if you'll excuse me I have to go and win the lottery or find a rich man or find a career where I'll bank the big bucks.

Oh and one more. I'd recommission the Vancouver Opening Ceremony with one teeny tiny change. Celine Dion would be there to sing. Or do you think she's going to sing at the Closing Ceremony? I'll hold out on this one until I find out.