I guess its good that unlike a lot of divorced guys, MMM was riding a bicycle before he had no other choice.
But what does MMM do at this point? Does he use a white shoe attorney, you know, the kind of guy with the Rolex and the Audi, the type of guy MMM has been railing against all these years, because I'm thinking Mrs. Money Mousthalf will probably get one out of spite, because let's face it, MMM by all appearances seems to be nothing less than a tyrannical douche. And with his grandstanding I GAVE MY FIRST 100K AWAY and after spending his entire adult life not only telling the world but making a living telling the world that's he's so tight that his ass squeaks, he can't pretend otherwise. And if he goes that route, those types of firms don't seem to be the type that would even have a bike rack. I mean would he role the dice and go the My Cousin Vinny route? I don't know. Divorce is divide and conquer. Robin Williams once described it as "ripping a man's genitals out through his wallet." Maybe he takes a page out of the Stephen Spielberg/Amy Irving playbook, and whips out the feather pen and write her a big ol handlebar check.
But really, what is it my business?
As far as sacrifices, I mean besides not buying books and deli sandwiches? I don't know. But for instance, the other day I received a mid-five figure commission check and I didn't buy anything. Paid bills, the mortgage down, the $200 dollar speeding ticket, invested the rest, built up cash reserve. Maybe I'll buy the wife a piece of jewelry. But no trip or really, any external display. So I got the anti-consumerism thing down. I guess I should learn to fix some things on my own rather than spend all my free time writing this type of drivel on the internet and then having to call someone when the toilet doesn't flush properly.