Floyd Landis, I Swear I'll Throttle You Myself
Hi all,
Thanks so much for the good wishes, people. I am overwhelmed with all the love in the world from you.
Floyd. It's my birthday, I had a drink, and I think we have stuff to talk about. Now, I know you're badass. You came back in stage 17 and hauled ass. I think I damn near fell in love with you that day. I am a little terrible with hero worship, but I was ready to take Lance down and replace him with your goateed face.
Floyd, you were recently tested with high testosterone levels. Now, we all know that this can occur naturally in men (and some women, I've seen those beards), but I would like to think that this is the case with you. I'd also like to think that you are a freakin' stud and have two balls unlike lance who only has one and therefore might have a considerably higher testosterone level by that fact alone. But if you were cheating, and I certainly hope you aren't - yes I know you aren't cheating - I will be forced to rethink cycling as a sport that I love and embrace fully for its history and the courage of the men who undertake the challenge of the Tour.
One of the thoughts on the article "Weakness" that I wrote had a lot to do with doping in sports. Needing to cheat breaks my heart, not only because there are others who genuinely have been trying to do their best to compete fairly, but because there are people who hold you as role models and respect you for your talents and abilities. This has changed my opinion of Italian soccer (go France, bitches), and I don't know if it can be any easier to walk away from cycling because some of my superheros are now gone: Ullrich, Basso, Vino, Hamilton, and countless others are busted for doping. I rooted for some of you pricks! Damn!
So Floyd, bro, if you did cheat, I forgive you, but I can't take this anymore. The whole matter of cheating just isn't okay with me, so that second test better be legit and good to go. If not, I'm turning in my time trial helmet and picking a new sport: lawn bowling.
Thanks to Yuck Mouth for hanging out today! We went to the De Young (fabulous space, makes the paintings all good these days)...I hope my pictures come out. If you haven't been, be prepared to enjoy it. The space is wonderful and there are some sweet exhibits, particularly the quilts and Chicano exhibits. Easy half day date. Also, Yuck Mouth gets to find a new place to see birds and the Carrousel (which was closed, fresh). It was nice to see the carrousel, a landmark where I played a lot as a child with my brother, Buff.
A trip to Flax was undertaken as well as a trip around some of the painted ladies in SF. Fabulous.
I went to yelp.com's headquarters to pick up my elite gear, so I'm official now! Email me if you want my reviews. I also stopped in at the Cartoon Art Museum, but had only 2 minutes on my meter, so I just ran through the Museum bookstore, one of my favorite things to do at any bookstore.
So that's all for now, kids. Sorry I haven't blogged a lot recently, and yes, Yuck, things have been different. I'm still trying to get used to the MT blog engine, and it's taking me awhile. It doesn't really allow me to be as spontaneous as I'd like to be, but I'll work on it, thanks Yuck for asking about it.
SO anyways, kids, here's to 36 years of ass kickin' and sweet charmin'. I have a goal for year 36, and I'l fill you in as I get there.
Love and kisses,
Voodoo
Comments
lawn bowling - what, you joining the people from the geriatric ward?
i so hope he didn't cheat.
Posted by: G. | August 4, 2006 07:53 AM