Family bits

I have eccentric antecedents. My grandfather used a divining rod to find water, unsuccessfully as far as I know. His grandfather and his uncle were friends of the James brothers. Jesse and Frank used to visit their farm in the summer. Granny Petty made them stay in the barn in case the law came calling. Manon Petty insisted that he saw Jesse on the street of a Texas town, years after his supposed demise. Manon said Jesse was living incognito as a banker. Makes perfect sense.

Get me out of the poll pot

I have heard enough polls to last a lifetime. I'm tired of listening for ones that reflect my opinions. I'm tired of getting angry about how stupid America has become. I'm beyond weary of having to remind myself that they only poll the relative few who don't have caller ID and a life. I will now go on an aggressive program to live poll free. It will mean for the most part avoiding "news" sources since none of them seem able to report a story without revealing the dreadful truth of how we all feel about it. I anticipate that this will mean an upturn in my mood and outlook. I will enjoy the smiles of a grateful family.