The campy Charlies Angels remake is 25 years old this week
Sort of . . . but if you think of which level of cousin and how many removes to use . . . I found it far easier to start with the ācousinā relationship of the older generation to determine the first and the generations from that level to you for the second.
My kids made me do a DNA test some years ago, wasnāt too fond of the idea for exactly the 23 and me reason. I just checked, thankfully I did my test through ancestry.com.
Here are the results. Yes, I am the whitest white man ever:
I donāt share my info on ancestry for others to find me, mostly because hell no, partly because I donāt have any desire to be connected to my fatherās side of the family.
My older sister feels differently. She shared her info and stumbled across a whole family branch. My grandmotherās brother moved out to Cookeās area way back when and was never heard from again. Turns out he married a First Nationās woman, had 3 kids, then passed away. So we never knew what happened, and his family had no information on his side of the family.
So they were quite excited to connect with my sister and get the whole other branch of the family.
So that whole branch, they live on a reserve out west, despite having the most Irish surname ever (came down from my Grandmotherās parents).
Iām completely the opposite⦠no Northwest European blood in me at all. It gave me an odd feeling looking at those results because the culture Iād grown up with was significantly āNorthwest European centricā. Suddenly Iām thinking, I donāt have any link to this at all. No link to Shakespeare, no link to Austen, etc.
My aunt, the geneologist in the family, last time she was over pointed out the town in England where weāre from.
Very interesting, thereās like 10 towns in that area, that have the same name as towns where I live now, not in England lol.
FB Marketplace just showed me a 75k gallon propane tank. Itās freshly refurbished, asking price is $225,000. One, itās kind of funny they listed it on FB. Two, why is the algorithm showing me this?
The only thing I can think of is I did recently sell a gas grill on FB. Maybe they think Iām into propane and propane accessories.
I tell ya what.
Because that sort of investment will pay off in about 25 years when you donāt have to buy any more propane or propane accessories to do your grillinā.
Fixed. Also, if Iām burning this much propane Iāll be wearing out a lot of propane accessories!
When I was a kid visiting my grandparents they had a tape of these old cartoons, there were maybe 4 or 5 of them, we would watch it over and over. One of them was this gem:
And this one! I donāt remember the others. It was probably something my grandmother taped from the tv and not actually anything that could be purchased or remembered now.
This reminds me of how one of my nieces long suspected her dad wasnāt really her dad. One night, ādadā goes off about her not being his and thereafter becomes a total ass. She got bothered enough, she did a DNA test through Ancestry. Sure enough, she didnāt match anyone in the family of who she thought was her dad - but someone elseās family that she didnāt know lit up.
She reaches out, has conversations, gets more DNA tests, finds her real father. True Dad is apparently good; ādadā is even more bitter and angry, which for her explains why his family has shunned him.
I do not have fond memories of sloppy joe nights when I was a kid. My kids tried them tonight for the first time. My oldest wasnāt a huge fan, but my youngest slammed three of them and probably would have had more if Iād let him. Heās obsessed.
This is why I put little faith in election polls.
Recent poll from the main right wing paper in Canada:
Seven other pollsters showed the Liberals with at least a nine point lead. The latest poll today:
I always liked sloppy Joes, as an adult I still like them but the recipe is too sweet for me now. I only use about 2/3 of the can and thatās plenty.
Sloppy joes in non tomato based glop are preferable I canāt be bothered yet to find a recipe
I had a period of about 5-6 years where I wouldnāt touch those things.
It came after spending about 3 weeks on a tour (United Nationās Pilgrimage sponsored by I.O.O.F) where we had them for just about every meal during our travel out (for me, from Colorado to NYCā1.5 weeksāand backāanother week or so).
we swore we even had them for breakfast a few times; while a dubious claim, my memory of the meals mightāve been somewhat compromised
I predate the can. Iām not positive itās how my mom made it, but when we made them at a Scout dinner, I was surprised that they just used ground beef, ketchup, and dry onion soup mix.
But, yeah, too sweet for me now, for sure.