Someone posted this to the mystery Usenet group this morning and I had to pass it along. “If John McCain and Sarah Palin win in November, it’s likely to be more than many Democrats can stand. Slate V imagines how the Canadian government might try to capitalize on this liberal anxiety.” And then, of course, there’s a funny video to go along with it.
I made someone’s head hurt this morning—besides mine. I e-mailed the owner of the website with the genealogy information I’ve been referencing lately with my theory about the missing generation. The more I look at it, the more sure I’m right. My grandfather’s mother and her siblings were all born in the 1860s, but the parents attributed to them in this family tree were born in the late 1810s, which means they would only have started a family in their mid-40s. Highly unlikely. My missing link fits nicely in the middle, born when his parents were in their early 20s and started having my great-grandmother and her siblings when he was in his 20s. The problem is that there was a recasting the family name at some point. Haselers became, temporarily, Hayesleys, and then Haselers again. Probably some census taker’s error. I believe I have enough primary evidence to make my case, and plan to send it to this genealogist for his perusal.
I started reading Forced Out by Stephen Frey last night. It’s about a former baseball talent scout who left the profession after some sort of scandal four years before the book starts. He’s so disenchanted with the sport he hasn’t even been in a stadium in four years, but he agrees to go to a AAA game with his daughter and her boyfriend. He spots a player on the field who has tons of promise, but is told that the guy is a real prick and terribly inconsistent. It seems this player has some terrible secret that will influence the rest of the book.
Criminal Minds was a mashup last night, melding together Waco, Ruby Ridge, and the recent polygamist situations. It was an okay episode, but it didn’t entirely hold my attention. Dexter, which I journaled about last night, was far better, and I have high hopes for tonight’s season premiere of C.S.I.. The shooting at the end of last season was one of the most visceral assassinations I’ve seen on television.
