tour de france

I sold my television

But I do get text message updates on the Tour de France from people with televisions.

Now the tour is in Chablis; now, in Montrachet.

I lie in my bath and drink a glass of William Fevre Chablis 2003.

Imagine racing a ten-speed bike on roads slippery with white chalk. The cool bright wind against your red hot face and the rhythmic hum of one hundred bicycle wheels behind you...

everyone's a winner baby!

I’ve got a bathtub and an imagination.

And Kraftwerk’s Tour de France playing. A glass of wine.

Who needs a television?