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Tiger Woods knows how to treat a lady right. Here's a sexy song to prove it. youTube and Tiger at Work !
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Music by Trevor Cushman  | Video by Al LeVine
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Most Likely to be Un-Friended, Un-Married, Un-Licensed, Un-Caddied, World ,Universal Golf Zillionaire Champion of 2010
Captured out of email -- [the most trusted source of unretouched photography] -- by Pat Darnell

JUST DO IT !! Brown Nose BEEEaaccchhhh!!

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"UNFRIEND ME, you heavy-handed Cad ...!!"

UNFRIEND: Does that include Murdering your Roommate?
Retrieved by Pat Darnell and Amanda Knox

Oxford Word of the Year 2009: Unfriend
Filed in A-Editor's Picks , A-Featured , Current Events , Dictionaries , Lexicography , Reference on November 16, 2009

Without further ado, the 2009 Word of the Year is: unfriend.

unfriend – verb – To remove someone as a ‘friend’ on a social networking site such as Facebook.

*[Note: Facebook sent out a flyer that showed up in my Dec. 1, '09 email inbox that they have reached a 350 million subscribers level of operations]*

As in, “I decided to unfriend my roommate on Facebook after we had a fight.”

“It has both currency and potential longevity,” notes Christine Lindberg, Senior Lexicographer for Oxford’s US dictionary program.

“In the online social networking context, its meaning is understood, so its adoption as a modern verb form makes this an interesting choice for Word of the Year.

Most “un-” prefixed words are adjectives (unacceptable, unpleasant), and there are certainly some familiar “un-” verbs (uncap, unpack), but “unfriend” is different from the norm. It assumes a verb sense of “friend” that is really not used (at least not since maybe the 17th century!)."

" ... Unfriend has real lex-appeal.”

Wondering what other new words were considered for the New Oxford American Dictionary 2009 Word of the Year? Check out the list at OUPblog HERE.

"I'm sorry 'Tiger, I have to unfriend you, but you know how they talk?" ...
"That's okay Mr President, I don't mind. You don't even have to shake my hand right now."

What System Was it We were trying to Beat?

Letter copied verbatim HERE by Pat Darnell, and We Couldn't Make this up if we Tried

Seriously, Tiger ... what were you thinking?
by Robert Lusetich
After more than 20 years of covering everything from election campaigns to the Olympic Games, Robert Lusetich will focus on his first love, golf, and specifically on the much-anticipated return to the fairways of the sport's king, Tiger Woods.
[Editor's note: Robert Lusetich covered Tiger Woods this season for FOXSports.com. His assignment afforded him an insider's look at the Woods phenomenon, and his observations will be further chronicled in an upcoming book to be released in April by Atria Books.] (various emphasis by MooPig Ed)

Dear Tiger,
How's this been as the mother of all wake-up calls?

I suppose it was always going to end in tears given what we now know, but what a bitter irony it must be that your bacon gets cooked by a voicemail plea to Jaimee Grubbs to save your bacon with Elin.
Not even Karl Rove could've conjured a plausible deniability after that Weapon of Mass Destruction hit the airwaves.

And it's not like you could've kept hiding behind polemics posted on your website about privacy.*****************...

Tiger and the Buick Fart Caddy
Aug 4 (IBNS) Who let loose a flatulent noise loud enough to be within the radar of a camera, Tiger Woods or Caddy Stevie Williams, who was carrying the former’s bag?

According to a video, a camera follows Tiger Woods walking up the 18th fairway of Sunday’s Buick Open from behind, a usual golf scene followed by Caddy Stevie Williams carrying Woods’ bag. Woods performs some odd-looking calisthenics, stretching out his right leg and the fart was heard on camera

Read more: HERE

**************** ... No, you had to face the music, which is what I'm sure your team of advisors told you this morning, however reluctantly.

You had no choice. And at the very least, it'd stop the procession of skanks coming out from under the sheets with stories to sell.

It's not like your mom — as much as I'm sure she'd be happy to try — could cut all of their tongues out, eh?

I'm sitting here in a state of quasi-shock, wondering how it all could've gone so pear-shaped.

You held the world in the palm of your hand, bud. And maybe that's the cautionary tale here. That old saw about the corruptive influence of power.

I know you've probably felt bulletproof for a long time — and maybe with good reason given everything you touch has a habit of turning to gold — but I can't get over just how arrogantly indiscriminate you were and how bad your judgment's been.

I know you well enough to know that you're a smart guy. I also know that you're inherently suspicious of people who you think might be looking to take advantage of you.

Your trust is notoriously hard to earn — Phil Mickelson's still trying — but yet somehow you thought this Vegas cocktail waitress you met when she was 21 and who appeared in something called "Tool Academy" — dude, "Tool Academy"! — was not going to sell you out?

As if there's any truth to that "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" cliche?

To throw back at you one of your favorite phrases, Dude ... seriously?

I suppose in the end, 13 years of being in the world's spotlight without having to deal with the uncomfortable intrusions of the paparazzi was a helluva winning streak.

In retrospect, it's amazing they left you alone given your fondness for party towns. But I'm here to tell you that those days are over. Outside of what happens with Elin — and that's between you and she — that's the price you're going to have to pay for these "transgressions," as you call them; you're going to be hounded by the paps from here to eternity.

I'm sure you're going to hear a lot from the sanctimonious and self-righteous in the coming days, though you're not getting any of that from me.

I've never looked at you as a role model.

You're a good guy — most people if they got to know you I feel sure would like you — and without question you're the greatest golfer I've ever seen and maybe even the greatest athlete, but I'm mature enough to set my own moral compass.

If I'm going to look to anyone, I'll choose my father, who was a good man, worked hard to provide for his family and, not to rub it in but here's the kicker, loved my mother dearly and would never have done a thing to hurt her.

Others, though, aren't as lucky and do look to you. You're a hero to a lot of people and you've let them down, bud.

Even worse, you've given ammunition to those who already hate you. Some of them are nothing more than bigots, but now they will be able to mask their true motivations by throwing this in your face.

It's a nightmare, my friend, but, as you're wont to say, it is what it is.

Rather than get stuck in the shame and regret of your transgressions, look at this as a turning point.

You have many laudable qualities as a human being, but I'm going to tell you that you're far too obstinate.

I say that because I know no one close to you would ever dream of telling you. They know that you don't have much tolerance for people who provide contrary advice. Hence, you are surrounded by yes men.

None of your inner sanctum — from Mark Steinberg, your agent, on down — will tell you "No" for fear of being discarded. And, let's face it, you are quite the gravy train.

Perhaps I'm being harsh, but you can't tell me that no one around you knew what you were getting up to with these women. I'm guessing, though, that none had the courage to tell you the bleeding obvious: that it was a train wreck waiting to happen.

That's not to excuse your behavior but it is to say that you're going to have to try harder at seeing the big picture. I'll pass on a piece of advice given to me by a sage a long time ago: the happiest lives are lived by those with the cleanest hands.

See you at Torrey Pines in January. If the harsh lessons of this year are learned, I think 2010 will be your greatest year.

Sincerely,

Robert [tag]

Conclusion per MooPig's 'Attrition Department:'  "One word for Tiger: RETIRE."

GPS, Golf Carts, Distance to the Hole....and a Whisper

When I was a little boy, my daddy took me to Herman Park where he teed off with three others on a Saturday morning at least once a month. I was his caddy. I pulled the bag cart and tried to keep up, that was my task. I always got to have an Orange Nehi bottled soda at the start of the back nine, at 8:30 in the morning.

Too bad there is no narrative in literature for the years between 1 through 11. That is because all memories from then are in images, and sensations, and pictographs.

Can you relate? Sort of a self-speak, creates fillers when there is little going on upstairs.

So yesterday while I was doing nothing, it popped in my head, "Hey, distances.... to the hole.... which iron? ........GPS!"

"The ProShot Golf Traditional GPS system, in its simplicity, keeps with the traditional mind-set prevalent in the golf industry by keeping the golfer focused on his game. The system steers away from offering the bells and whistles that our competition feels a player needs to play his game, when in fact they only serve to distract a player and ultimately decrease your course?s pace of play.
The ProShot Golf Traditional GPS system is a steering column-mounted unit that is un-intrusive to the player?s line of site. Yardages to lakes, bunkers and other hazards, as well as to the front, center and back of the greens (accurate to within one yard) are readily displayed. In addition, pro tips are also provided to help the golfer make an informed decision of which club to use and what strategy to employ. Golfers can also get their drive distances if they choose. Ultimately, your golfers will leave your course with a more enjoyable overall golfing experience..." (www.proshot.com ).

So I thought I had a brain wave originating faroff away from the distant golf men who whisper to me still through the River Oaks of Houston. Hey I have a new gadget that my golfing friends will want for their plenary golf carts.
I even called Rick, who rebuilds g-carts and asked him if he installs GPS on the carts, "Huh?" he said.

"You know distance to the hole and picking your club?" I said. Then I remembered he doesn't play golf. "Okay, I'll get back to you. I haven't researched it yet."

Who am I kidding?
Well, that was yesterday afternoon. Google came up with about 1,320,000 hits for gps, golf, distances. in (0.12 seconds). So I felt the usual foolish and pound pour idiot with an idea. Can I get a witness?

GIZMODO... more like quasi-gizmodo
The SkyKap Advisor is a GPS-enabled golf cap controlled by voice commands. First you plug it into your PC's USB port and download course maps from SkyKap website. Then you wear the cap out on the links, asking it for information about distance to things such as the pin, water hazards and fairway boundaries, and it whispers the info into your ear.
SkyKap Advisor was just introduced, so there's no information on pricing or availability yet. But if this actually works as advertised, it adds a new layer of simplicity to GPS technology on the golf course. It's like wearing your own satellite-enabled caddy on your head. – Charlie White {Product Page [SkyKap, via GPS Gazette]

says:
SkyKap Advsior -- AKA, brain cancer.
02/08/07 02:09 PM
you-say says:
If you visit their website and click on the news tab, it is all in Latin.
Whiskey, Foxtrot, Tango?
02/08/07 02:42 PM
nickie says:
that's really really weird. The thing will probably explode on you the 1st time you wear it.And then you won't be alive to sue the company.
02/08/07 02:48 PM
1of3Stooges says:
I'm a golfer.This is nuts.
Will it also whisper "you can't reach the green with that 6-iron you orange-and-green-plaid-panted-pansy, better use your 5."
After you dump one in the lake will it whisper "who did you think you were, Tiger Woods?"
02/08/07 05:01 PM
ThongDollarz91 says:
Wanted: a cheaper one that just whispers "Gooo the dissstance..." before each shot like in Field of Dreams.
02/08/07 05:46 PM
Geisrud says:
They better make one with a "PING" logo...
02/12/07 11:47