Au revoir, until next year...

So, Le Tour has finished as it started, with some kick arse cycling. Anyone watching the final sprint battle between Robbie McEwen and Baden Cooke has to agree with me there. Cooke managed to steal back the green jersey by a mere whisker, and I can tell you, even though I knew the result, it was still heart-stopping.

Overall results: Lance Armstrong won the overall winner's yellow jersey by barely over a minute, the closest margin of all five victories. Richard Virenque won the King of the Mountains polka-dot jersey, and Baden Cooke took the green sprinter's jersey by a margin of only 2 points ahead of McEwen.

Five of the seven Aussies who began the three week, 3426.5 km Tour finished, Matt Wilson and Nick Gates having to pull out at various points. The whole breakdown in on the site .

I have to say, this was one of the best Tours I've seen in a long while. There was some amazing racing, some amazing stunts, and it wasn't tainted by the drug spectre of previous years. Well, at least, not yet. ;) I'm sorry I missed the live broadcast of the final stage, but weird Korean movies called. ;)

And with the Tour finishing, I can once again have conversations that don't include cycling, I can find something else to do at 6pm every night, and my LJ will be safe for non-cyclists to read again. Normal transmission resumes. :)

And hey, I get to use the nifty icon again next year!

Rostered Days Off are Cool

Although technically I'm being naughty by taking mine on a Tuesday, which is court day. But my brother and my Dad are coming down - David's getting the laser surgery done on his eyes and needs a native guide and a place to crash. So I'm sitting here waiting for them to turn up, having done the usual clean up and some furniture shifting - David's lending me his washing machine and I had to clear a path for them to bring it in. *happydances* No more spending large amounts of money in the laundromat!

I've been a bit quiet internet-wise the last few days - things have been pretty busy, what with going out to Point Cook (a suburb about 1 and a half hour's trip from here) to see my aunt and uncle and pick up some books of Dad's, a mini-Maelstrom gathering on Saturday, work conferences, work meetings, work work... Our computer program kept crashing yesterday, which was kind of frustrating. Not enough time in the day, I tell you. Things aren't going to settle down this week, either - I have another half-day conference on Wednesday, two meetings on Thursday, and a large pile of today's court work to process in between, plus next weeks' list. I think a quiet weekend will definitely be called for - or a quiet Sunday, at least. *grins*

Better go - if the boys are trying to call me, they aren't getting through.

Oh, and I still haven't heard anything about the Southern Stars LJ community - I guess that means I'm It. It'll have to wait until this weekend, though.