It seems the world (or Australia, at least) has gone mad over Cadel Evans and Amy Winehouse.
And I couldn't care less about either of them.
Sometimes I get the urge to jump on the bandwagon about things...
but not either of these two.
I was never into Amy Winehouse or her music when she was alive so it means absolutely nothing to me that she died.
Of course I think it's sad, any life lost at such a young age is a tragedy for those who loved her.
But me? Meh.
Likewise, I've never been into cycling. I think it's a silly sport. And I know a lot about it because my ex and his father were both VERY keen cyclists.
I spent the night in emergency once when my ex came off his bike and narrowly missed ending up under a car.
I watched the Tour de France (and re-runs on video!) more times than I care to remember.
They're crazy, nuts! Why would you sit on that uncomfortable little saddle and ride up and down alpine mountain ranges??? I don't get it.
And I'm pretty sure most of Australia didn't care too much for cycling either...until we have a winner.
Australia just loves a winner, don't they?
I must be so un-Autralian because I really don't care.
I'm not into sport, or winning, and I'm certainly not getting excited about something that doesn't excite me just because we have a winner.
So there...see? Told you I'm on the wrong planet.
Today I will endeavour to find out which planet I do belong to and find my way back home.