I am not Kirsten Gum’s love slave!

Apparently the sight of Kirsten Gum in pigtails (and a form-fitting polo shirt) at the Tour yesterday was too much for most redblooded men in America, and they all ran to my site in search of pictures of Kirsten. Again, shame on you. You’re really messing up my site statistics, for one thing. I don’t get you people anyway — you clearly don’t know how to use Google Images, or you wouldn’t be wasting your time on my blog. Besides, doesn’t the phrase “I ran into Kirsten Gum in the bathroom and helped her fix French style hair scarf” sound more promising?

And while I have never met Kirsten Gum in my life, I would have to imagine that, like most women, she would take at least some offense at the search request “Kirsten Gum killer rack.”