So its only the fourth day of the olympics and I feel like a crack attack. I can't get enough. Every time I see the US compete an invisible tear trickles down my cheek. I haven't missed a swim of Micheal Phelps and love Kerri Walsh and Misty May. And most of all I love you, Bob Costas, the hottest olympic announcer....And who doesn't love all the hip up to date music playing in the background as they introduce an up and coming olympian. I wonder if I can buy the soundtrack?