The big draft horse breeds are now bred mostly for food in France and other parts of Europe.

::gapes::

Gives whole new meaning to the name of a restaurant I used to like: Le Cheval Blanc.

Okay, looking at the info on that clip more closely -- I see it's from LAST year. Huh.

But the commentators on this year's tour were talking about the lab so that was this week.

Recent conversation with my morphine-dopped mom...

Me: Can I bring anything to the hospital?
Mom: I'm fine, got some books but I'm too blurry to read.
Me: Ok.
Mom: I have that book your friend wrote.
Me: You know I have never met her, we are just on the same board together.
Mom: But isn't that the point? Of the book?
Me: I guess.
Mom: Plus people here look at the title and ask me about it and I can say that you know the author.
Me: Mom, I haven't ever actually met her.
Mom: I know, I know - but you know the people she is talking about.
Me: Yeah, some of them.
Mom: Same difference, then.
Me: Mom, have some more morphine....k?

Oh, and K-Bug is upset that mom has the book instead of it being at home for her to read. Might have to pick up another copy...oh noes.

Posh's legs look like lipo gone wrong. Also, I feel kind of sorry for her. I'd be so bummed if the world were analyzing my body looking for flaws. Of course, she wants us to analyze her body with the way it's always on display. There I go again - arguing with myself.

sumi, it says on that You Tube page that it's from 1997.

The incident happened in the Criterium International, not the Tour de France, in 1997 in the south west of France near Toulouse. The horse left the field only 20km from the finish of the race. Thankfully nothing serious happened to any of the riders.

A whole bunch of great and/or funny graffiti: [link]

I think my fave was the "Beware of the Dog" one, but a lot of good ones here....

Do they really serve horse meat? I thought (hoped?) that was just a wacky myth.

Personally, I have never known anyone who ate horsemeat. Of course, my grandfather was there for the entire battle of Verdun (most of 1916) and, let's just say, it was forbidden to serve horsemeat in his house for the rest of his life.

::gapes::

I suppose they're not really that different from beef cattle aside from all the romanticizing of "trusted steeds" in Western culture. But I'm still not that eager to try a flank steak from Mr. Ed.

Apparently, one of the bikers ran into a labrador earlier this week.

That's what I saw on a TV a few days ago. Wasn't 100% what had happened (the sound was off), but it looked odd.

But I'm still not that eager to try a flank steak from Mr. Ed.

Also, I think I'd avoid any horse dish that metioned apples.