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Power outage yesterday helped us learn that the breaker in the house labeled “barn” might not be connected to, well, anything.  The barn appears to be wired to a breaker labeled “OUT” in the breaker box in the other basement.  Neat!

Big balls around this place.

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Looks warm there.

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Palm trees are monocots.

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Anllela can’t smile.jprlXNT.jpg

They are happy because no one is telling them to stop talking about crackfat.

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Still not beach weather here.lrfiD2T.jpg

Those steps can’t be comfy.

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Happy Monday.

96 Comments

  1. Please don’t share this with buttons. I hate buttons.

  2. Ha! The categories are funny.

  3. Comment by leoncaruthers on June 17, 2019 8:43 am
    Please don’t share this with buttons. I hate buttons.

    Leon gets more Amish each day.

  4. Anabaptist heretics are on The List. They are almost last on The List, but still on it.

  5. Tiny buttons…on the page…
    They’re so crappy…making me rage…

  6. B.O.M.

  7. I have to confess that I find this article horrifying. (Warning, it’s The Atlantic)

  8. Why? That’s a nifty story.

  9. Because a family was lied to by their doctor for lifetime of their child, and it seems likely that the husband was lied to by the wife.

  10. Her real grandfather was literally cuckholded, and may have had no idea. It’s a horrifying thought.

  11. Notice how quickly the family has pushed aside grandpa. “Sure, he was a nice guy, but this guy over here was mom’s real father. Look at how alike they were!”

  12. Don’t like the aspect of “Hey, intern, can I have some of your sperm for this bothersome woman.”

  13. Not to worry, there is zero chance I’ll share this post.

  14. I wasn’t worried, Clint, I know you don’t have friends to share things with anyhow.

  15. Oh, stop it. Grandpa probably knew. The whole family likely did. Nobody pushed him aside, either. It’s completely normal to be fascinated with your true ancestry, especially if you always felt like someone who didn’t quite fit. It doesn’t matter to her relationship with her true father, the one who raised her. He wasn’t ‘cuckolded,’ it was artificial insemination, for God’s sake.

    One of my sisters was adopted by my father. At one point she did meet her biological father, because she was curious. It did help a lot of things fall into place with her. She’s still my sister, and my father’s daughter, and nothing will ever change that.

  16. I bet grandpa knew. He just didn’t want to talk about it.

  17. Right? They were trying so hard to conceive. They were undoubtedly both told that he was not able to father a child. Why would they tell the wife but not the husband? He knew, and he was part of the decision.

  18. Right, grandpa Methodist chose a Russian Jew who looked nothing like him to help his wife conceive. He was entirely on-board with this and said nothing to anyone ever.

    Right.

  19. I disagree with your assessment of the situation, Leon. Let’s leave it at that because I can’t read tone on the internet and this is starting to sound ugly.

  20. I just don’t buy it, I’m sorry. I think the doctor(s) and possibly the wife lied and everyone who wanted to believe did. If grandpa knew he was getting another man’s sperm, why not choose a related donor or at least one who resembled him to keep the questions down? It doesn’t pass the smell test.

  21. I make the point of the disparate faiths not out of antisemitism but because at the time it would have been a rare attitude indeed to choose a Jew to father the child of a Christian, unless I’ve completely misunderstood the history of Jews in America (FDR wouldn’t take them as refugees, you’ll recall, in the same era as this took place).

  22. I’m staying out of this one, lest I say something truly ugly.

  23. Helen Thomas.

    There, I’ve said the ugliest thing you can say, the rest of you are safe.

  24. HA! That’s pretty ugly, Leon.

  25. Count me in the”slightly horrified” camp. If the dad knew, it was not presented to the daughter correctly, but all’s well that ends well I guess.

  26. *reads the story*

    I don’t believe grandpa was cuckolded. I believe he knew. They couldn’t have children. Wife desperately wants a child. Husband can’t get the job done and will do what he can to make his beloved wife happy. Why not a doctor, even if he’s Jewish (per the time)? Such brainiac genes would be a bonus.

    He stayed with wife and loved/cared for the child for all of his days. He knew.

    I know my husband would have done the same for me.

  27. I went into it with Paula with my eyes wide open. Not my biological kids, acting like a dad nonetheless. For Ben it’s valuable, for his older brother he had his own problems which led to less influence on him. He’s still on the struggle bus but there’s been some improvement lately.

  28. When the clock goes off….that is one very strong, primal urge that needs satisfying. And I’m not talking about ‘dick’. For men, it is. For many women, it’s a child.
    Grandpa was a good man and that was acknowledged.

  29. You’re a good man, Jimbro. Being a parent is not an easy job to take on. Paula is lucky to have you.

  30. I’m reading it the way Beasn is. Hubby wants wife to get the child she desperately wants. I don’t know how much donor information was given to people back in that time. It likely varied from hospital to hospital. They might just have been told race and maybe hair color. Who knows?

  31. I was worried that my milkweeds (SYWM) bloomed too early for the migrating butterflies. While they have plenty of blooms, they are half the size they were last year. I’m guessing due to how cool and wet it has been this year. It’s the middle of June and we’ve only had maybe two Africa hot days so far when we should have had a month’s worth.

    Went out yesterday and saw her…

    DSCN2220

  32. Today…..it’s raining again.

  33. Day off, sun/clouds, 80 degrees, but I don’t feel well so I’m not doing all that I really want to get done today. Oh well.

  34. Last week we were supposed to get 3 consecutive days without rain.

    This week: 50%, 30%, 40% for M-W.

    I’m never going to get to use the scythe. It’s going to snow before it stops raining.

  35. I’m trying to figure out evaluation and management hcpcs codes. Pray for Oso.

  36. Gorgeous pic, beasn.

    I was out in the front yard dusting my cabbage seedlings with diatomaceous earth when a Cabbage White butterfly happened to alight upon some nearby purple salvia. Very pretty, wish I had my camera. Still, it was a cabbage butterfly. So. She is now enriching my mulch.

  37. I should go over to the house and touch up some trim but the gray weather has colored my motivation the same. I’ll work on a throw for my Goddaughter’s wedding shower, instead. It’s a complicated one which includes things like ‘lattice weaves’ and ‘cables’. It’s a wonder that people can sit down with yarn and figure these steps out and then write an understandable recipe. I mean, it can take 4 or 5 passes to see the emerging weave or cable.

  38. I’m doing T&E to suss out an undocumented API that I have to make work last week for July deployment to an upgrade driven entirely by customer demand for something newer with no specific needed feature, to a piece of infrastructure that my project doesn’t need scaled as huge as it is, so someone’s private fiefdom can stay relevant.

    Pray for power outages in DC. And Oso.

  39. I made the best ribs ever yesterday. Everyone loved them.

    I prefer them dry, so that’s the way I serve them. Then people can add sauce if they want. No one wanted to.

  40. ” It’s completely normal to be fascinated with your true ancestry,…”
    =========

    I never cared at all. Unless there’s some horrible medical problem, what difference does it make?

    There are major issues with the genetic testing nowadays. So much so that the DNA companies are having to hire and train special counselors to help people deal with the fact that “Uncle Bobby” wasn’t really your uncle. Families are getting ripped apart, old infidelities are coming to light. People are having major identity crises.

    I read the article as putting a positive spin on the news.

  41. I’m doing T&E to suss out an undocumented API that I have to make work last week for July deployment to an upgrade driven entirely by customer demand for something newer with no specific needed feature, to a piece of infrastructure that my project doesn’t need scaled as huge as it is, so someone’s private fiefdom can stay relevant.

    Pray for power outages in DC. And Oso.

    You have my sympathies. I deal with budget amendments and legalese which is about as bad. I’m basically trying to interpret the lawyer version of copy/pasting from six different programs PLUS StackOverflow.

  42. Don’t think I’ve seen a cabbage white around here or if I have, it’s been awhile. My salvia has come back (stoopid rabbit ate the first blooms) but not much action on it…again, most likely due to the weather, which does’t make the butterflies and bees too happy.

  43. Pray for power outages in DC.

    On it. Though…how about a little nuclear fallout?

  44. On it. Though…how about a little nuclear fallout?

    I have friends in the area…

    But they signed up for that when they moved there, IMO.

  45. f grandpa knew he was getting another man’s sperm, why not choose a related donor or at least one who resembled him to keep the questions down? It doesn’t pass the smell test.

    Related donor? So uncle chuck really is your dad or something?

    And, one who resembles … well honestly she probably wanted whomever was going to be willing.

  46. I’ve heard the results between ancestry tests are vast. So, not as reliable as people WANT to think.

  47. Also, your DNA information is now being sold along with everything else. Yay?

  48. There have been a number of successful instances of police confiscation of your DNA info from these businesses.

  49. Those ribs look more like roasts, spur.
    I smoke mine with dry rub too, but finish them with sauce because that’s how I roll.

  50. I can’t believe how much this pup has grown already. I should take pictures.

  51. “I should take pictures.”

    SRSLY.

    *squints at Car in*

    You tease.

  52. HS, those ribs look terrific.

  53. Whoa, Hotspur, those look so good. Recipe again?

  54. After I have to be nice to assholes….

    https://tinyurl.com/y2fdxhwq

  55. Funny, that’s what I do after I see her.

  56. Recipe (pretty simple):

    2 slabs of back ribs – bone in (SYWM)

    Night before:
    – remove layer of sinew on bone side
    – sprinkle all over with kosher salt
    – coat with plain mustard (don’t worry, it’s only to let the rub stick. It cooks away.)
    – coat with Meathead Goldwyn’s Memphis Dust, rub in
    – cover with plastic and let sit overnight in fridge

    Next day:
    – get smoker to 220º (I used Whisky Oak pucks this time)
    – put in ribs, meaty side up
    – spritz with apple juice every hour, don’t turn ribs
    – stop smoke at four hours, leave in smoker at 220º
    – after 6 hours total remove from smoker. Either serve immediately, or cover on baking sheet with foil and let sit in warm oven to hold until time for dinner.

    As Pupster noted, if you want BBQ sauce put it on around half an hour before the end so it caramelizes a bit.

  57. Thanks, Hotspur!!

  58. “Former FBI agent who investigated Greitens indicted in St. Louis as part of perjury investigation”

    Fucker. Six charges of perjury, one count of tampering with physical evidence. Hopefully, circuit atty Gardner goes down next. Ignorant, lying bitch.

    Read the whole thing.

    https://tinyurl.com/yxjqs58j

    “Eric Greitens should still be governor. This was a misguided prosecution from the very beginning,” said Scott Rosenblum, one of Greitens’ former lawyers. “Its one of the worst cases of prosecutorial misconduct that I have seen in my 36 years of practicing criminal defense law.”

  59. Yup, sounds good HS. I don’t even spritz them, they turn out juicy. Just cook until the bone loosens from the meat, just a bit.

  60. All of the sudden we have another station on the antennae teevee, that plays comedies. I started watching The Drew Carey show. Who reminds me of J’ames.

    I see a little of myself in Mimi, you pigs. Heh.

  61. wait what?

  62. Mimisnsnsnsnsn?

  63. The Drew Carey show. Who reminds me of J’ames.

    It’s a compliment. Drew is funny and the show was pretty good for a sitcom about GenXers in Cleveland.

    Hey Beasnessde, you know that show “My Name is Earl”? I’m Randy.

  64. https://tinyurl.com/y5ykdavp

  65. Phew. Today’s was not the weirdest funeral I’ve ever been to, but I think it makes the top five.

    I went to the visitation Friday, and the deceased, wearing a suit and holding a rosary, was laid out in the casket, as you would expect. I walked into church today for the funeral Mass, expecting to see the casket in the vestibule, awaiting its pall, and no. One of the grandkids was holding a large cookie tin. They cremated him and put the ashes in a freakin’ Christmas cookie tin with a bow on top. The priest made them remove the bow before Mass.

  66. My Name Is Earl was great

  67. Worst fruitcake ever

  68. 2019 Round 1: Fried clams complete

  69. Worst fruitcake ever

    Bwahahahahaha!!!!

    Thank you, I needed that. This is one of those times I kind of worry I’m an alcoholic because, dear Lord, I wanted a drink badly. Pretty sure my friend (the deceased’s brother) had a few, as he was saying stuff that was not very nice about the deceased with the widow and the grandson standing right there.

  70. Loved ‘My Name is Earl’.

    Randy: “Joy, make sure to get flavored vodka. I like it when my throw-up tastes like cherry.”

    or..my husband remembers him by the line, “My headskin hurts.”

  71. Jay, it was a compliment. Drew is a funny guy. Chicks lurve funny mens.

  72. Mimisnsnsnsnsn?

    YASSSS!

  73. “They cremated him and put the ashes in a freakin’ Christmas cookie tin with a bow on top.”

    BAHAHAHA!

    I hope he requested that.

  74. *read a little further*

    Or maybe it was a payback from his brother….

  75. Joy: A Small is a large with just a little more walking. (Dan calls me Joy when he wants me to get soda refills) We bought the complete series of My Name is Earl. The Office. (American). King of Queens.

  76. Roamy, what what what?

  77. I hope he requested that.

    Didn’t strike me as the kind of guy who would go for that, but I really know his brother, not him. I just thought the change to cremation was weird. Usually, it’s casket or urn, not both.

  78. Hey Beasnessde, you know that show “My Name is Earl”? I’m Randy.

  79. Urrrrgh

    “Hey Beasnessde, you know that show “My Name is Earl”?

    I’m Randy.

    =========

    Fixt. I assume those are 2 separate thoughts………

  80. didn’t take it as mean, just never heard that comparison before

  81. My Name Is Earl

    Jamie Pressly is underrated. Love everything she is in

  82. just had a couple leftover wings, and now I’m in trouble, since I didn’t share with Elliot

  83. https://tinyurl.com/y2ul6sd5

  84. Rabbits don’t live for 8 years.

  85. 2 is old around here.

  86. only because you’re in the window, Carlos Hathcock.

  87. Randy is so funny. My favorite episode was Crab Man and the toe.

  88. poat scheduled for the AM. gnite!

  89. Dan to Oso: Did you call your mom for her birthday?
    Oso: I texted her.

  90. Happy Birthday, Rosetta. I miss you.

  91. Dean’s evasiveness rankled Paula.

  92. Jay, hit the “Publish” button!

  93. Basketball, hockey and football are done. Only baseball going on and the Red Sox are busy making Oso happy this year by sucking at basically everything related to their sport. It’s definitely freed up time for us not following a team.

  94. I followed a link off of Twitter to some news site. Pop-up window begs me to turn off the ad blocker. I look over at the ABP stop sign to see just how many ads were blocked on this one page. 311. Holy crap, there’s no way I’m turning off ABP, I guess I won’t read that article.

  95. And that’s not a typo. Over three hundred ads blocked. Now I would guess some were repeat attempts to load, but seriously, if you’re running three digits’ worth of ads on one page, fuck off.


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