Hollywoodland

Beer goggles? That’s an excuse? For what? Fashion stupidity?

I’m still loving the show Who Do You Think You Are? I’m not going to complain (much) about the trials and tribulations of searching for my ancestors anymore. Last night former Dallas Cowboy (and Dancing with the Stars alum) Emmitt Smith worked on his family tree which included his great-great grandparents and beyond who were slaves. Tracing slave ancestry is incredibly difficult because there are very few records the further back you go. I guess that’s true for the rest of us, too, to a certain extent, but I think tracing slave ancestors would be awfully frustrating (at the very least) and sad.

Since it’s the weekend, I’ll be climbing back into my family tree and seeing what nuts I can shake loose. I learned just yesterday that one of my great-grandfathers divorced his first wife before he married my great-grandma. I’d never known he was married before! And I only found out because my aunt who passed away last year had a copy of the divorce decree. We ended up with all the family history stuff she had.

There are Derby prep races on the horse racing channel this afternoon which I’ll be watching.

Reading: Finished up Death of a Ghost. Now I’m reading Serpent by Clive Cussler and Paul Kemprecos. I thought I had read this one but it’s not ringing any bells at all, so I guess not. I love Kurt Austin almost as much as I love Dirk Pitt.

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