Is there anything Grub Smith won't do?The first time I caught the show, Grub was giving himself a bikini wax for not winning enough challenges (ouch). He's pretty funny and the challenges are pretty bizarre. Makes for an entertaining half-hour.He'll eat Australian roadkill. He'll have sex with a Moroccan watermelon. He'll even cruise for a hot date in the L.A. restroom made famous by George Michael.
That's because Grub Smith is star of Travel Sick, the show that each week takes him to an exotic land, where he either succeeds at a series of degrading, disgusting, and dangerous challenges... or he pays an even worse price.
So don't miss Travel Sick Tuesdays 10:30 PM | 9:30 C. It's the travel show that makes you glad you stayed home.
August 2002 Archives
Saturday night, I had Suzy drop Katherine and I off about one mile from home. I needed to stretch the aching muscles and Katherine (age 3) wanted to come along. Suzy insisted I take the cell just in case. I refused. But what if something happens. Nothing will happen. Back and forth. I left the car with Katherine and without the phone.
Katherine: Daddy, you were mean to Mommy.
Me: You think so?
Katherine: You should have taken the phone.
Me: Maybe you're right.
(Katherine picks a flower)
Katherine: Daddy, when we get home you say sorry and I will give Mommy the flower.
Weighing in at 232 pounds. Only 3 pounds for the last week. Don't have weekends down perfectly, but I've been bread (rice, pasta and potato) free for 2 weeks. Two birthday cakes tonight I passed on.
Hello. My name is Steve and I've been caffeine free for 5 days.
May you rest in peace.
I hardly knew ye.
":-)"
Now, imagine if you suddenly have your favorite 2000 songs whereever you go: in the car, in the gym, in an airplane or even in bed. It's awesome. Seeing how radio stations rotate between about 40 to 100 songs, that's like having 20 radio stations designed just for your personal taste.
The iPod organizes the songs in a number of ways: by artist, album, genre (alternative, country, classic, punk, rock, etc), composer or any arbitrary catalog you care to build. It plays books on tape too. Listen to the songs in the order they appeared on an album, or listen to all 2000 randomly.
I have the 10GB model. Has a 10 hour battery life, and you just recharge by syncing with your computer via firewire. Firewire transfers about 1 ALBUM every 10 seconds, it's amazing (200 times faster than USB which is common on all other mp3 players). Really easy to transfer music -- as soon as you plugin that same firewire cable, it downloads all your new tunes.
The only weakness is the when playing it through your car stereo -- most likely your options are either to hook it up through a cassette adapter (newer model cars have done away with tape decks) or a radio transmitter (which transmits to your car's FM radio). Sound quality suffers with both. The ideal method is to hook it directly through an RCA jack, but most car stereos don't offer the option.
Highly recommended.
"scale" I've been on the new doctor mandated weight loss regime for one week now and it's working. Haven't started exercising yet, but by just cutting out the starch (basically no bread, pasta, rice or potatoes) and candy, I'm down to 235 pounds (245 w/ clothes at doctor's office).
Tonight will be a real test. A birthday party dinner at a nice Italian Restaurant. Might have to indulge in a little Capellacci, but will avoid the bread. For the entree, Filet Mignon. It's the leanest cut of beef ":-)"
Tomorrow, it's time for that family membership to the gym.

New friends: Katherine and Liam.

Reading a card at Lia's first birthday party.
Saw the first Anna Nicole Smith reality show. She's no Ozzy Osbourne. There's nothing to identify with. Out here in L.A., ex-models who are dumb, overweight and high are a dime a dozen.
At least with Ozzy, there's something genuine, likeable even sympathetic. Here's the hardest partying rock start ever, who adores his wife and children. The kids are out of control and I just know I'll be facing a similar situation in 14 years. Also, he reminds me of a number of "dads" I know -- watches the history channel and can't work the remote.