Loyal readers of my admittedly sporadic and occasionally soporific blogs (i.e., the six people I pay to read them) already know of my ambivalence toward made-for-TV events like the upcoming Merrill Lynch Skins Game. On one hand, I like to watch good golf, and have fond memories of watching the Skins Game and eating left-over turkey sandwiches as a child with my grandfather. On the other hand, I cannot quite understand why my small-business-owning, lower-middle-class, frugal late grandfather, I, or anyone else should want to watch the extremely rich and enviably talented get even richer. I mean, ain’t life good ... full post »