Sunday Morning Press Blackout

I’ve been thinking again about the 3,000 or so ancestors I have (a great many of which are your ancestors as well) and that long imaginary line of men snaking back into history to ancestor number 1 who lived, had sex at least once, and died near what is now Ethiopia around 10,000 years ago.

And what I am thinking is this: I’ll bet that line of 2,999 men are pretty boring guys. If the world is as statisticians tell us it is then there were some a little taller than me, some shorter. There were some outliers on the smart side and some outliers on the dumb side, but most of the 3,000 were probably fairly undistinguished.

I don’t harbor any illusions that my genetic heritage is terribly interesting or noteworthy.

Because I Can

Happy Birthday, Mr. Pandora! This song speaks for me. [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=knLKyScgXIs&feature=related[/youtube]

Airing my dirty laundry again

It REALLY never ends…

To set the stage, daughter #2, despite my best efforts to screw her up is beyond brilliant. She is a straight A student that most likely will be able to get into any college in the country assuming I can pay for it and don’t screw her up over the next 18 months. I will be allowing her to miss some school time in April b/c my sister will need a little assistance on a trip to Florida with her children. It will allow her some adult time with her husband. It is a week I have my daughter, but I didn’t get a chance to ask the Ex-Viti if it was ok. I figured it would be, but my father acted faster than normal for him so I had to beg for a little forgiveness with the Ex-viti

AAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNDDDDDDDD ACTION!!!!