So I've spent my entire life believing that my great great grandmother was a Wheeler from Antrim, Ireland. And that somewhere back there was a Galbraith from Scotland. That is until I recently got interested in genealogy. I traced my mother's family on her father's side back to the late 17th century, where they came from the UK, and further to the early 16th century where they came from Holland and Belgium. Total disbelief.

And of course there's nothing on my father's side mostly attributable to the Third Reich and convenient name changes issued by Ellis Island.

So don't lie to your kids.

there, there. it doesn't change who you are and i am still just as creeped out by you as i always have been.

WINK.

SUCCESS!!!

BTW you look totally fuckable when your undead.

I thought you said Gein wasn't your man.

EDIT:
Oop. Nevermind, it was Mosh:

Ed Gein is over rated.

Albert Fish is under rated.

I would never diss a serial killer. That'd be just wrong.

Have you used any of the 'pay for db access' sites yet ?  I hear some of them are rather good for the name changes and whatnot.

Nope, not a dime. I went 340 years on one branch and 500 on another all by web sleuthing and research. OK, glomming someone else's research. Whatever.

I'm sure I'll have to pay for a month or three before I can finish it.

My mom was really into doing research while we lived in Mormon country.  Mormons have extensive libraries of that shit, I guess so they can baptize everyone in the world or something.  She traced things pretty far back and confirmed stuff that both her and my dad's parents claimed.

So I've spent my entire life believing that my great great grandmother was a Wheeler from Antrim, Ireland.

Somewhere way way back, there were Carrickfergus Jacksons as my ancestors. A branch of them came to America, and had a kid who grew up to beat the shit out of Indians.

One side of my family has been traced back to around the year 1000, and on the other side we only know a few hundred years.

Guess which one's the rich side!

So I've spent my entire life believing that my great great grandmother was a Wheeler from Antrim, Ireland. And that somewhere back there was a Galbraith from Scotland. That is until I recently got interested in genealogy. I traced my mother's family on her father's side back to the late 17th century, where they came from the UK, and further to the early 16th century where they came from Holland and Belgium. Total disbelief.

Scotland is in the UK. Northern Ireland is in the UK.
So if thats as far back as she knew then no one was lying.

I think by UK he probably meant England.

He was lying!

I think he was comparing Holland and Belgium to Scotland and Ireland.

So Sakhi? You're ok if people mistake you for Paki? Cuz they're the same people in the same place, right? Get the point?

Theres two ways I'm seeing this.
1 - its just a mistake that you said UK instead of England, same people, not a big deal.
2 - its not okay that she said you were from somewhere you're not, even if it just nearby.

I'm going to go ahead with no.2 because its definitely not okay for someone to mistake me for a paki.

Somehow I knew you'd understand.

My ancestors were Dutch royalty, and, when relocated (I've yet to find out why), owned the lower 1/3 of Upstate New York as railroads and railroad yards ...

I checked; the money's all gone ...

I bet we are related then, Dave. My family settled in the southern tier north of Binghamton.

Keep poking; you know my real name and info ...

Uhhhh... no I don't...

But I like it when you tell me to keep poking.

You don't?
I always thought you did ...

I know your middle name is Fred.

So is mine. Hell, so is yours...


No Dave, sending you things is like writing to Santa. You address it "Dave Thrash, Jacksonville, FL" and it just gets to you. Because like Santa's workshop at the North Pole, everyone knows where you are. Or maybe you're just mythical.

In Canada, they have postal zipcodes that take the "letter-number-letter number-letter-number" form sort of like the UK format. Kids in Canada can write to:

Santa Claus (or Saint Nicholas, or anything like that)
1 Candycane Lane, North Pole (or North Pole, Nunavut, or really any street address)
H0 H0 H0 (This zipcode is really the only critical part, and Canadian sort-machines ignore weird spacing and kick it to H0H 0H0)

The letter is machine-sorted and sent to some government agency somewhere, where a team of "Santas" spend the season writing back individualized letters to the kids. It's clever because of course the North Pole is closer to Canada than to anywhere else and as everyone knows, Santa lives in the North Pole. Obviously if there were anywhere you could mail him from iw would be Canada.

Although... in the US, I know it's an individualized system from P.O. to P.O.. The Postmaster of each office decides what to do with the unmailable letters that arrive arround Christmastime. Letters that are addressed simply to "Santa" or something are collected. I worked at a P.O. for a few years, and at the place I worked, the Postmaster used to take his job very seriously. He was a scrawny old man with a big beard and I'd always see him in there bent over his writing desk in the cage. I think he hand-wrote the responses. Maybe he was Santa.

Santa used Nutrisystem?

Isn't everyone these days?

I tried nutrisystem.  What a fucking waste of money.

Told you guys what works. Move your mouth a little bit less and everything else a little bit more.

Of course I give that advice to the women I've dated as well...

Yeah, well that's what's been working for me.  I know loosely how many calories I eat every day and I exercise a lot.