Sumi, if I go into half-time pay on illness, which I did when I gave birth and I will this year with Grace's surgeries, then I only get a partial year of service instead of a full year of service which means I have to retire later.

Ohhhh. I thought you meant you'd have to retire a year from now.

In a bit of good news, I made the A team in roller derby and my league got into WFTDA--the Women's Flat Track Roller Derby Association. Well, sort of. We got wait listed until their April rounds because they don't have enough mentor leagues. But still! Our application got accepted!

ita, I agree in the awfulness of that ad.

{{{{Tom}}}}

Kat, did you get my email?

They have so much stuff on the site that I hold my nose and pay for the service, but, yeah. They're not exactly the most, umm. Clueful and enlightened, of companies.

(But totally worth it for the possible horse fucker.)

See, if they made an ad about the horsefucker...

I hate the ads but damned if I didn't find the death certificate of my dad's uncle--his namesake. Shot in the back, homicide as cause of death.

Of course, Owen found the copy on my desk and then informed me that Kentucky was not a very safe state to live in.

We know that Ancestry.com comes out of the giant database of public records and family trees that the LDS Church gathers for the conversion of ancestors of the converted, right?

They also give provide money and much needed digitization/microfilming services to institutions for the information. There have been several pairs of missionaries at the archives lately doing volunteer data entry.

Another touch of awesome. My wee, wise nephew, Reece.

Maybe that's why the black guy was scared. He'd find out he'd only reasonably recently been granted access to the happy side of Mormonism.

Go, Cash!