Uhm...
Happy Bastille Day. "Pretending that you already know the answer when you don't is not actually very helpful." ~Migeru.
I just cooked a rather tasty spread out on the patio, and now we shall raise a toast to the Man from Lyon...
Grilled corn, stuffed mushrooms, honey melon salad, entrecôte, marinated garlic cloves, herb olives, and a red you probably wouldn't approve of ;-)
Café presse with a side order of Jameson, and a fun conversation about a youtube movie we plan to make.
But now the toast....Kippis!! You can't be me, I'm taken
Here's to you Melanchton, have a good one!
Ca sauve tout.
Johnny, a FON (Friend of Nicolas), is still a Swiss resident, where he pays EUR 600K annual taxes instead of EUR 4M had he returned to France, as he promised to do so (and then forgot) when the "fiscal shield" became law in France.
Folks are not too happy to see a fiscal expat being commissioned for this national celebration day with taxpayers money (French taxpayers not Swiss ones...)
But hey, his name was suggested by the Prez himself, so... Europeans think a hundred miles is a long way. Americans think a hundred years is a long time.
14 of the team managers didn't want to lose their authority, and ordered their riders not to contest much of the stage (until the final sprint)? Un roi sans divertissement est un homme plein de misères
Sad, heavy rock geek thingie keep to the Fen Causeway