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July Flowers · They’re everywhere. This one is orange (a nasturtium) ...
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See, It’s Addictive · Blogging, I mean. Up till now, I had known exactly one instance of a successful high-volume blogger who just walked away from it: Russell Beattie, who closed up shop in April 2006. Well, he’s back. Two things you need to know about him: he is extremely expert on the mobile technology business, and his surname rhymes with “she catty” or “he ratty” or “me fatty”. I’ve subscribed.
Il faut arrêter le Tour · I’m quoting Renaud Dély and I don’t know who he is, but (if you have some French) check out A l’agonie. Road cycling, at one level it’s among the purest sports, or should be anyhow: one human against mountains and clocks and other humans and his or her own oxygen metabolism; strength and courage writ large. Post-Landis, I’d resolved not to care any more, but I woke up early one morning and accidentally caught a stage while looking for something else, and started to care about Vinokurov and Rasmussen and Contador and so on. Like Renaud said, shut it down now; either they turn it off or they’ve proved they just don’t care. Yes, Contador too; as of today, every professional cyclist is guilty until proved innocent. In case you hadn’t noticed, the teams had to be carrying the transfusion and steroid-augmentation equipment along with ’em; you can’t just drop by a village on the Franco-Spanish border and pick up your next day’s red cells. They’ve betrayed millions; to hell with ’em.
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