i attended tour de fat last weekend. never have i seen so many awesome bikes and excitingly-dressed people all at once; it was constant, delightful overstimulation. i want to write an ode to the man in the tigger hot pants...and the gangly, super-slow-ride-winning gnome who stayed in character the entire afternoon...the woman with inflatable bat wings wearing a whiskered duck pool floaty around her waist...the drunk man proudly sporting an american flag bikini, a pink feather boa and a tall, frothy beer hat...the countless men who dressed in drag, with varying levels of success and ridiculosity...and all the other fascinating, bright, happy people who descended upon julia davis for an afternoon in celebration of bikes and sustainability (and beer).
