Some bad pictures of a good sunrise, that I took with my bad camera, in a bad way, and for a bad reason that has some good aspects to it…

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Okay, so I left San Diego at 3:30 this morning, to beat the traffic in LA, and to maybe catch a sunrise for you… because I know you hate to get up that early. Yes, I took these while I was driving… which is bad… and I used my old camera, which takes bad photos in dim lighting. Also, the reason I was driving through the pass of the mountains to the North of LA as the sun came up is bad. I had to go visit my mom. No… that isn’t why it’s bad… shame on you.

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At my older daughter’s wedding just a few weeks ago, I joked with everyone… an old joke that I still love… that I liked wearing the suit for something other than funerals and court appearances. Well, since then, I have been to one funeral for a close relative of my wife’s… never mind who… and I am now sitting in my mom’s living room because there is another funeral I have to go to tomorrow. Yes, two since the wedding… and no… I don’t have any court dates coming up, as far as I know… yet.

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A neighbor that I have known my entire life has passed away. He fought in World War Two, and was a great guy.

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The good news is that I get to spend a few days with my mom… when she gets back from wherever the heck she is… She has quite a social life for someone creeping up on 100 years of age.

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Anyway, I need a shower and a nap. It is a beautiful day here in the Bay Area. Not a cloud in the sky, and about 80 degrees… oh yeah. I will have photos of any adventures I have, babies or dogs that I meet, friends that I see, and whatever else catches my fancy. Between that, I will do some of my regular, weird posts, work on the last few chapters of my newest novel, maybe do some watercolor painting, and other things.

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Oh, and as I was driving through the long, boring Central Valley, I saw this weird bar of smoke… or skinny dark cloud… or flock of birds… or… something. I really should have put the battery in the good camera and put it on the seat beside me like I usually do.

 

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My DNA results are in… it turns out I am from a long line of white people… go figure…

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As an adopted person, I have always been curious about my DNA. I am six feet four inches tall and have size 15 feet. Was I small for my family, or some sort of giant, mutant freak? I am all-art-side-of-the-brain. Is this something that runs in my bloodline? Don’t get me wrong, I love my adoptive family, and I have no complaints about my life, but now I know that my love of all things English is not just because my adoptive family has British roots. Maybe this explains why I felt so at home in England, and was so excited when we saw the Queen and the Royal Family.

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So what, if anything, do all these strips of blue tell me about myself? Well, a lot of it was stuff I already knew. I don’t have a propensity for having a cleft chin, and I don’t. I probably shouldn’t have dimples, but I do.

The best news is that I have no genetic tendency towards Alzheimer’s or Parkinson’s disease or a couple other genetic disorders that I can’t pronounce. I am also not a genetic carrier for some 40 plus other diseases and afflictions. Now my kids, when filling out medical forms, don’t have to guess… and also it means that anything wrong with my daughter’s is totally my wife’s fault. HA!

Oh, and I have a first cousin that I have never met… or even been aware of… and we are exchanging messages… so… uh… yeah. I may have a chance to shoot down my own theory that my parents were a high-priced Vegas hooker and a wandering European prince.

I am proud to be able to call myself mostly English and/or Irish, not only by inclination and indoctrination, but by genetics as well. We live in a crazy world of science and technology that can let us look inside ourselves at a molecular and cellular level. How cool is that?

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Anyway, in for a penny, in for a pound… or ten… as I always say.

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Hey Trump, here are some other people who could have stopped the American civil war… you moron…

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The many shades of me… part 5…

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Because ‘shades’ has more than one meaning… and so do I…

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The many shades of me… part 4…

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The many shades of me… part 3…

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The many shades of me… part 2…

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The many shades of me…

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And speaking on behalf of monkeys…

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And speaking of monkeys…

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