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Bummer man!
All my righteous caveman scenes of grooving in the caverns, naming things, being hassled by dinosaurs and trying to get Barbara Bach away from Tonda are trashed man, completely trashed.

What a drag!

They were totally down with homosexual marriages though, I’m sure.

Assuming those temps are in Freedom Units you’re having a cold & wet summer so far. It’s probably because of Global Climate Change.

It sure would be entertaining, Stoaty, if some motivated bike path users were to do a little midnight weed whacking — motivated by fine sense of civic duty, of course — and deposit piles of trimmings on the front lawns of deserving Highways Agency bureaucrats. (Wear gloves and caps and don’t leave any DNA-tainted beer bottles or cigarette butts, please!)

@Mitch — good golly, I sure do hope those temps are in Freedom Degrees. 56° Commie is well over 130° Freedom!

Yeah, Uncle Al – that’s Las Vegas-style temps!

I’m so cruel. I read:

The chain kept slipping and at one point a thick rope of grass wrapped around my leg and jerked me off the bike

and I thought, “I bet Monty Pyton did a skit about that… or should have!”

The “full wellies” are funny, too.

No, I don’t know why I’m like this and I can’t help it one bit!
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Look at those humidity forecasts, though… must be the brisk sea air!

You tucked your rain pants into your wellies? Tsk tsk. Hope at least your slicker is the extra long trunk kind. I learned about this the hard way when I had motorcycles.

Stoaty, you haven’t pissed any of the wee folk off have you?
The chain kept slipping and a rope if grass wrapped around your leg?

Give them some of the good whiskey, sounds like you’re behind in your elf titheing.

Anyone tried their family incestries with those DNA kits?

Losing the chain is highly annoying. I have a fat-tire one-speed bought off Craigslist. The chain comes off the rear sprocket and jams between the sprocket and frame, hard. I get fingers covered in grease getting it loose and back on the sprockets. Sometimes I have to flip the bike, which is great fun when I have 40 lbs of groceries in the basket.

Oceania! How the hell are you, man?

Yes, I did 23andme. I’m sure I posted about it, but I can’t seem to find the right one. I’m 60% pasty Brit, to no-one’s surprised. 20% German and the rest generic Northern European.

They did give me a sliver of Ashkenazi and a soupcon of sub-Saharan African, which is fine by me. Am I eligible for reparations now?

23andme has been busted confessing to put a little whiff of ethnicity in profiles that are too white, so it might just be a joke.

Don’t know what 23andme costs, but if I did it and the results came back anything other than pure WASP I’d know they were a fraud. Family genealogy done all the way back to Rollo the Viking, nothing but Caucs since forever. Yeah, I wanted that One Drop too, just so I could claim some ethnic. I don’t have one, and feel left out these days. Oh sure, English, Swedish, with a touch of German and a little French/Belgian way back when, but both side of my family have been over here since Pilgrim days or even before. There’s no ethnic left. Even the Barbary Pirate ancestor was actually a converted Dutchman, and his kid took the treasure and moved to New Amsterdam.

One branch of my family were slave-owners, so I couldn’t rule out a little extracurricular genetic enrichment, but the teeny percent they claim is too low to allow for that.

A high proportion of those “you have DNA relatives” hits I get turn out to be black people from that part of the country.

I was supposed to wait several hours after eating before spitting in the little vial for my DNA test. I guess I didn’t wait long enough since I came out 60 percent southern Italian/northern Mediterranean and 40 percent cheeseburger.

We started [actually it was a sister in law who started it, and we have the results] tracing ancestry. Short form. My dad is Chinese so I am half Chinese. I always thought my birth mother was American of pretty much pure German ancestry whose family came over to be Kansas farmers. Not so. It was confirmed that the first her family came over here was on some boat called the Mayflower. As in descended in part from Mary Chilton who was the first Pilgrim female to land. It has been documented by the Mayflower people. Mary Chilton herself was English, Cornish, and Welsh. Elsewhere, one of my wife’s ancestors was from the Highland Clan MacPherson; giving my family 3 of the 7 Nations of Celtia. Just need to prove Irish, Brittany, Man, and Galician and we will have all 7.

I rather expect that Mary Chilton would have been surprised to know that she would have Chinese descendents. And my grandfather who sent my father here alone as a child would have been amazed at the ethnic mix that is our family.

Subotai Bahadur