Yesterday and Today

Yesterday:

• Lee says that Coffee and Cigarettes is even funnier the second time in a single week.
• Many, many crashes in the Tour, including one little heartstopper at the beginning that involved Lance and Postal, but they’re okay. Rooting for Flecha to pull off a miracle stage win as he tries desperately to hold out a 10-second lead over the pack, but it wasn’t to be. Massive pile-up right at the 1km line, the whole peloton is awarded the same time. Unbelievable.
• Wife asks what I’m up to at work, and I tell her straight up: cold-blooded gangsta shizzit. Word.

Today:

• Need a longish bike ride this morning, hoping the rain holds off. Want to make it out to Blue Factory Road, which is where there was once literally a factory that made blue (and if you want to read a gushing Edwardian piece about the miracles of coal gas and how it brought us the wonders of mauve, then be my guest).
• This afternoon, the bloody ballet! Got to show our support at Saratoga, where the ballet is on its last legs. They’ve taken away the New York City Opera, the ballet is next to go, and the only thing left of the “Arts” in “Performing Arts Center” will be the Philadelphia Orchestra and rock shows that could play anywhere. And do. We’re lucky enough that Tanglewood is just as close as Saratoga, but it seems a shame that a town that is so proud of all its money and artsy pretensions is going to lose the very thing SPAC was founded for.
• New pictures of the girls and the Adirondacks finally appearing, after an odd little battle with Photoshop, which didn’t seem to think that opening photographs was in its job description.
• Tonight: le Tour. Hey, guys, cut the crashes!