I picked up the paper today and realized that my favorite week is up: The Nobel Prizes are being handed out.
I look forward to this time of year the way sports fans love their respective playoffs. And I think that it is a good sign that my own home country has not yet been honoured with a prize in literature. I admit it; I do not pay much attention to the other awards (today was medicine; tomorrow is physics - ra,ra), but I will be tuned into the news on Thursday when a particularly obscure and not always deserving writer takes up the medal and prepares for a speech in front of a bunch of decrepit people who likely have not read their work.
Oh, and the peace prize is handed out on Friday. I am not making any predictions on this one. Any guesses?
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