Toney ordered us two Ancestry DNA kits on a whim this past weekend. It’ll be interesting to see the results, ’cause it’s all a big mystery to me. I think our branch of the Kay family has lived in West Virginia since long before there was a West Virginia. We’re not really sure about our country of origin. At least I’m not. And my brother, who is really into genealogy, can’t pinpoint it either. So, I don’t know how accurate these things are, but it’ll be fun to see what it says. My mother’s side has some obvious Italian, so that should be in there too. I’m thinking England or Scotland, and Italy. But we’ll have to wait and see.
Toney, on the other hand, supposedly has some American Indian. I’m skeptical, and so is she. It’s something her father insists is true, and we’ll find out shortly. I hope she has enough that we can be awarded a casino. Is that how it works? They just hand out casinos? I’ll have to do more research on it.
Anyway, the kits should arrive today. Then our DNA information will be out there to be used against us by a shadowy Deep State or whatever. I know people who believe that, and the thought passed through my mind, as well. I’ve heard people on the George Noory radio show say they’d only submit their DNA info at the point of a gun, etc. etc. They seem to be physically distressed that the “sheeple” are lining up — and actually paying for the privilege — to open this Pandora’s Box. And you’re the world’s biggest fool if you shrug and say, “I’ve got nothing to hide.” Oh, you’ll see. You’ll see real soon.
Obviously, I’m not that paranoid. I’m sending that shit in immediately. I want to check out the questionable-at-best info that comes back. And if I get railroaded into taking the fall for a string of 1987 prostitute murders in the Pacific Northwest, I guess I’ll just cross that bridge of whores when I get to it.
How paranoid are you? And what are you paranoid about? My friend Steve pays for everything with cash, which seems exceedingly paranoid to me. But whatever. And I know many people who are highly skeptical of those Alexa devices. Including my wife. But where would you put yourself on the paranoia spectrum? Do you have your entire property under 24-hour surveillance for instance? Please tell us about it, won’t you?
I get paranoid at work sometimes, believing there’s “something up,” and that something undoubtedly involves me in a negative way. Oh, I can concoct some conspiracy theories like a champion. But I don’t walk around thinking I’m being watched by the government, or a den of thieves, or anything like that. What about you? Please tell us about it in the comments.
And I released a new episode of the world-famous West Virginia Surf Report podcast last night. You can listen here, or wherever you get yer podcasts. Here’s the summary:
In this one, I tell you about the just-passed weekend o’ near-perfection, the one hour of physical work I put in that nearly destroyed me, the final episode of the great HBO miniseries ‘Chernobyl’ and the unlikely scene I’ll never forget, and our purchase of two Ancestry DNA kits on a whim. I also respond to another question left on the hotline. I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for listening.
I’ll see you guys again on Thursday or Friday.
Have a great week, my friends!