Were you really supposed to be in the 1980 Olympics, Sadie? I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT! But you're the one who brought it up. That was just to remind you there are aspects of my life that you don’t have clearance to know. Sorry … "clearance" is jargon from my time in THE SERVICE. Service? Which service? I don't want to talk about it.
Sadie, are you watching the Olympics? The Olympics are dead to me. The year was 1980. I had spent 50 years training for my moment in the sun. I'd sacrificed friends, family, wealth. I had become a tenth-level Scrabble Grand Master. To make it onto the team, I mercilessly destroyed every opponent that crossed my path, including one Rosalynn Carter. To this day, gullible people still believe we boycotted the Olympics because of some silly Soviet invasion. Randy, you watching the Olympics?