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That there’s a sculptural reconstruction of Oetzi the Iceman. ‘Member him?

I did not realize they’d fully sequenced his DNA in 2008 and published it a couple of years back. Turns out, he’s genetically more of a Southern Italian, if not a Middle Easterner.

It reveals that he had brown eyes, “O” blood type, was lactose intolerant, and was predisposed to heart disease. They also show him to be the first documented case of infection by a Lyme disease bacterium.

Lyme disease? Holy shit, that one had a slow fuse!

Anyway, it turns out Oetzi had a particular genetic mutation that is traceable. So researchers from the Institute of Legal Medicine at Innsbruck Medical University tested samples of all male blood donations that came through Tyrol (apparently, a different procedure would be needed for female blood samples). Of 3,700 samples, 19 modern men turn out to be related to Oetzi.

They did this without permission, which I think is a bit unethical. And they haven’t told the 19 men who their grandpa is, which I think is very uncool. I’d sure as hell want to know. But, well…I just thought that was a thing worth knowing. And now you do.

G’night! Have a good weekend!


Comment from Pupster
Time: October 11, 2013, 11:11 pm

Dude…put a shirt on.

Comment from unkawill
Time: October 12, 2013, 12:54 am

Steve won the Dead Pool.

Comment from Armybrat
Time: October 12, 2013, 1:12 am

There’s a dead pool winner?

Comment from vince
Time: October 12, 2013, 1:27 am

c’mon weezie… where’s the nike swoosh on his uggs?

Comment from weasel tablet
Time: October 12, 2013, 2:32 am

Looks like. I’ll comment tomorrow. Sober.

Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: October 12, 2013, 3:22 am

Ain’t my grampy. Freaks.

Comment from Bob Mulroy
Time: October 12, 2013, 4:44 am

Mighty fine scholarship, Sweasey!

Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: October 12, 2013, 8:14 am

Scott Carpenter died. Sorrow.

Comment from GIL
Time: October 12, 2013, 2:05 pm

Oetzi fascinates me. I’ve been glued to the news about him since he popped out. Remember all the wimmens wanted to defrost his noogies and have his babies? Forensics recreation is one of my unrealised goals. Thanks, Sweas, for finding him again–I’d drink a lager with him any day!

Comment from Bob Mulroy
Time: October 12, 2013, 3:50 pm

Looks kind’a like Willie Nelson.

Comment from Mojo
Time: October 12, 2013, 5:29 pm

“Glam the Scrofulous?!”

Comment from Feynmangroupie
Time: October 12, 2013, 6:09 pm


You find the most wonderful articles. This one is particularly wonderful. The experimental activities are particularly cool.

I wonder how the GAIA progressives would respond to the information that Oetzi-man was killed in a fight, used mined metal, and all of his stuff was used for the hunting and killing of animals. Oh, and the best part is that he had worms and had probably been covered in ticks, just like a feral dog.

Not quite the pastorl image they keep trying to recreate.

Comment from ed
Time: October 12, 2013, 6:57 pm

Wasn’t he on Duck Dynasty?

Comment from AltBBrown
Time: October 12, 2013, 7:22 pm

I’ve been trying to think of who this dude looked like and with Bob M’s Willie Nelson, it came to me.
Kris Kristofferson
And congrats, steve!!!

Comment from Deborah
Time: October 13, 2013, 2:52 pm

Oetzi the Iceman’s arms seem awfully long. Amazing discovery and research on Oetzi.

Off topic—I’ve been looking at wallpapers and found this.
Attn: Uncle Badger—I think that’s a piña colada

Comment from Argentium G. Tiger
Time: October 13, 2013, 3:59 pm

To any other Canadian readers, Happy Thanksgiving weekend!

Comment from AltBBrown
Time: October 13, 2013, 4:32 pm

AGT – would that involve Frog stuffing in any fashion?

Comment from Feynmangroupie
Time: October 13, 2013, 6:18 pm

In the spirit of terrible artistic endeavors and dead people, I present you this:

digital reconstruction of a king as done by a 7th grade student*.

He plays 2nd base for his school team and recently got 3rd place at his County spelling bee. His aunt was the forensic team’s secretary and thought he was a naturally gifted artist. She wheedled the osteo-archaeologist, whom she is having an affair with, to give him a chance at doing the reconstruction.

The aunt and the archaeologist pocketed the funds meant for a professional digital artist, and convinced the 7th grader (who’s name is Jarrod, btw)to give it a go with the added incentive of 3 Chuckie Cheese gift certificates (or whatever the French alternative is) for the Skeeball game and a new ball glove.

When the results were submitted, last minute of course, the ensuing scandal forced the secretary and archaeologist to resign and flee the country, together of course.

Jarrod never received his gift certificates or the new ball glove.

*This may have no actual basis in fact.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: October 13, 2013, 9:27 pm

Oh, please, F’groupie. That’s *clearly* a French king. Don’t you see his pursed lips and his little beard?

Comment from Argentium G. Tiger
Time: October 13, 2013, 11:16 pm

ABB: What goes on in the boudoirs of Quebec is entirely their business.

Comment from steve
Time: October 14, 2013, 1:49 pm

WeaselArt(tm) on Heffalump Poop Paper(tm)….

Woo Hoo!

Comment from J.S.Bridges
Time: October 14, 2013, 10:26 pm

I’d suppose it might be well to be extra-courteous to Steve for a time, hey?…

(Five wins! My word…)

Comment from Four Banjo Strummers of Alpaca Lips
Time: November 27, 2013, 8:11 pm

Crap! unable to locate the YT clip by Vier Gitarristen…

For those for you who no habla, here is a crude rendition of what might once have been hummed around Oetzi’s smoky campfires…

The Tyrolean wanted to go a-huntin’,
for the chamois, chamois silver gray
But he did not get one, because
The critter was too clever.

And the chamois hunter loved
the game warden’s daughter
But she laughed in his face
And did not let him in.

My mother did not like to suffer
That I have a hunter
So I have another
Proud, pretty, smart lad.

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