I see there's been a policy change about the content, so I've decided to write an Olyblog entry reflective of the new orientation.
Olympia. Olympia! Olympia is a land of puppies and rainbows and leprechauns where people spontaneously dance in circles in the street. No one ever dies and there are no unhappy people there. Olympia was created on God's eighth day, the one where he created cool places that weren't meant to be known about by too many people. Olympia single handedly created all music composed since the early '90s, for real. And none of that music sucks. It's thrift stores shine with light and love, spilling their golden rays out onto the streets for the benefit of passersby. Even the sun likes Olympia, when it comes out you can look up and see a face winking its eye as if to say "I'm looking at you, bro". Our parks are second to none, our selection of cool ethnic eats is primo, and we're working on our lack of non-white people. The heavens open up on a weekly basis and angels descend down to fifth street singing the praises of God's special place.
Olympia, my phallus swells at the thought of you, I kneel down and worship your feet in an erotic way.
Olympia, you are great, all the time, and anyone who says otherwise is a rat fink liar.