WOW! If you had to guess at how much money came into Tiger Wood’s hands over the past year, what would your guess be?
Directly from golf, it was $7M+. But that was loose change to Tiger, who made over $90M in endorsements. I had to read that twice. Over $90,000,000 for endorsing products.
See the top 50 athletes in this Sports Illustrated article.
Veteran actor Karl Malden, who won an Academy Award for his role in “A Streetcar Named Desire,” has died at age 97. Reports say he died in his sleep at his Los Angeles home.
I remember him best working with a young Michael Douglas in the police drama “The Streets of San Francisco” from 1972-77. He was nominated four times for Emmys for the show.
I was shocked at the statistics that I found in the Globe and Mail’s article about cheating on your partner (see here) and now there is this article from Oprah’s site.
It is about the growth in Emotional Cheating. No physical intimacy, just a friendship that probably crosses the line, and affects the relationship you have with your partner. And as in most traditional affairs, it starts so innocently.
Infomercial pitchman Billy Mays died at his Tampa, Florida, home Sunday morning, authorities told CNN. The 50-year-old, known for his shouting OxiClean ads, was pronounced dead at 7:45 a.m.
I actually used to stop and watch his ad, and I ended up buying the product. Was it as good as they said it was? My jury is out on that one.
Wow! Some reports claim that once the death of Michael Jackson became known, portions of the Internet actually slowed down due to the sudden increase in emails, blog postings, etc.
That, basically, is today’s relationship question in the Globe and Mail.
According to survey results, 40% of us have cheated!!! Wow, that is high.
To take the survey, go to this page.
About 2 years ago I was shocked one day when I stood on the doctor’s weigh scale and saw the number 189 pop up. Grandpa Richard, slim built Grandpa Richard, almost 190 pounds!!!
(sidenote: I am very much a metric guy in a country that officially went metric decades ago, but 85.7 kg did not mean much to me, whereas 189 pounds shocked me)
I am not one to enter into complex solutions. I discussed some things with my doctor and came to the conclusion that I needed to adjust my diet. The biggest change that I made was to increase my raw vegetable intake. Translation? More salads. Less starchy stuff.
Well. Here we are 2 years and 100’s of salads later, and my weight last Thursday was 79 kg, or about 174 pounds. SUCCESS.
No fancy diets or exercise routines. Just a small change in eating habits. At the start it was hard, but now eating lettuce based salad seems normal. If I skip a day it feels weird. Oh, and skip the iceberg (head) lettuce. Go straight to darker green stuff, like romaine, with spinach now and then for a change. I also have tomato and green pepper in most of my salads. I try to snack on those little carrots as well, although I am not consistent with them.
Next goal??? Flatten my abs.
Visited with my daughter and her family on Father’s Day. She made an awesome feast for me to get stuffed on.
The weather was awesome on the Sunday, although it rained all day Saturday. All the rain made the fields near their house muddy and after the traditional walk with the dogs at 6 am (do we grandpas have to wake so early?) I spent some minutes scraping mud from my boots.
Jasmine got me to watch her using her “Tarzan rope”, and we set up another chunk of a log so that she has a launching platform at each end of the swing’s area.
The most techie fun for me was when I built a small holder for my flip video camera. It was in the old garage on the site, and pointed directly at a nest being built by a pair of swallows. I have not processed the film yet, and will post it here when I have. I was quite proud of myself figuring it out. More details when the video has been edited.
Have you seen the movie, “Love at First Bite”? I loved it. A vampire comedy.
George Hamilton was the Count who had been kicked out of his Transylvanian Castle, and moved to New York. Susan Saint James (at the time I thought she was a hottie!) was the love interest. Arte Johnson was in it as well, along with Richard Benjamin.
At one point George Hamilton learns about blood banks (where hospitals kept their blood supply for operations), and he makes a “withdrawal”, exclaiming, “Only in America”.
I bring this up as I donated blood on Thursday. I know the routine well, as this was my 46th donation. Tiny pin prick in middle finger to do a test for iron in my blood. A whole bunch of questions about my travel history and my sex life. Then the main event, during which a nice lady sticks this huge needle in my elbow’s vein and they withdraw a bunch of my blood.
The big needle only hurts a bit for a second, and then all is fine while you drain.
Afterwards, I get some Dad’s oatmeal cookies (my all time favourites) and juice. I am even allowed a bag of the salty junk food, as the salt helps keep my blood pressure up, despite the loss of some blood.
You’d think that the big needle would be the worst part.
Nope.
It’s tearing the bandage off the insertion point later that day. It tends to try to pull a bunch of arm hairs with it.
Now that hurts!!!
I am trying to get back into dating mode, as it has been a few years without a partner, and I crave the communication and sharing especially. As such, I have been reading a lot about the topic. My first wife made it too easy for me, and now I am unsure how to go about this.
An interesting survey in the Globe and Mail asked participants about what sort of things would cause you to break off dating with another person.
One of the questions was “Which of the following is the biggest dating deal breaker for you?” and the top pick was “Bad Hygiene”, and that made sense to me. It was also my choice. The second choice, though, was a surprise. “Uneducated” beat out “Lack of financial stability”.
In 4th place was “Has Kids”, which I must admit is one that I struggle with. Let’s face it, I am a grandfather of a 6 year old. Sometimes I am not sure if I could be in a relationship with a mother who has an under 10. At other times I remember that I love kids, and if I came to love the mother, I could easily accept the children. I suppose it depends on the details. The facts of life are that there are 50 year old women (definitely in my target group) who have a 10 year old, and lots of them have 15 year olds. Those mothers are less than 10 years younger than I, but that group definitely was part of the new trend to delay kids until after a late marriage and a solid career start.
What do you think? See the full survey at this link.