Executive compensation has been all over the news lately. The average CEO makes 400 times what the average employee makes. So, since my salary is exactly the same in 2007 as it was when I left Bloodless Title Company in 2000 I decided to look up our CEO compensation. He makes 160 times what I make. I’ve got thirty years experience, so I’m probably high end for him. Especially when the executives came around and gleefully clap their sweaty little hands while informing us that lots of the tasks we do are now being done in India by “engineers” who are paid $16 a day, versus what it costs to have it done here, by me. Uh, that was my career you just shipped to India. Thanks a lot, asswipe. They pay you $11,837,190 annually to come up with that crap? Aren’t you a jewel.
I’m building a body for life:
I’ve been relatively vigilant and it’s paying off. This program works, if you stick with it. I’m 40 days into this challenge and down 10 pounds.
Tomorrow, I’m off to Robert Keenan Winery for my very first appearance at their summer blow out. They’ve got a 95 on their Cab, which is quite a coup for a little winery. Robert Keenan was a real estate investor from San Francisco. He said the best piece of property he ever purchased was the vineyard on Spring Mountain. Sadly, Mr. Keenan passed last year before he could see the 95 ranking on his Cab. Godspeed old boy. You done good.
Let us have a moment of silence to mark the passing of an amazing man. Baron Guy de Rothchild (pronounced Gee) passed away at the grand old age of 98 years. He was born in 1909 in France, heir to the House of Rothchild, that of course included the Chataeu. As a Jew, he fled France in WWII and originally went to New York. He returned to London to join the Resistance with Charles deGaulle. He returned to France with DeGaulle and rebuilt the family fortune that had been lost in the war… starting with the wine. His banking empire was requisitioned in 1979 by the Socialist government of Mitterand. To you Baron, I shall lift a glass to a life well lived.