According to this handy calorie calculator (http://www.healthstatus.com/calculate/cbc) I burned 540 calories playing golf today. It was a lot of fun. I’m usually not the one to suggest going and doing stuff, but I just got the bug to play. I hadn’t golfed for so long there were cobwebs and lots of dust on my clubs. I did pretty well for me, too, I was happy. A 48 on nine holes, unless you count my two lost balls. Traditionally we play a one-shot penalty for those, but if you want to be technical about it (which I don’t), it’s two. So 50, 48, whatever.

It’s almost football season, you know. Any women reading this are rolling their eyes. I’ll tell you what though, the Pac-10 (that’s the big college football conference out here in the wild, wild west) is down this year, which is a good thing because I think the Ducks (as in the Oregon Ducks, one of the big college football teams around here) might be a little down this year. The Beavers (the other big college football team around here) should have them, I think they’re superior at most positions.

Does anyone see any possible way that I can used “didactic,” “tenuous,” “quixotic,” and “sternutation” in the same sentence? I want to, but I don’t know how.

I like people that aren’t self-conscious about how much money they make. Like a guy at church, we were talking about what he does for a living, he just up and told me how much he made. Like, maybe we don’t need to just blab it around all the time, but it’s nothing to hide. Unless you’re really rich living among people of lesser means. Then maybe, I don’t know.

That being said, I’m keeping it to myself how much money I’m making this summer. Suffice it to say that I’m glad to be making it. And also suffice it to say it's not because I'm rich and you're poor.