My Grandmother always swore up and down that my father potty trained himself at ten months. His brother was 18 months older and my Dad would fuss until you put him on the potty too.

Since he was the only one of her eight children to do so we're pretty sure she didn't torment him somehow -- but being potty trained before he could walk does seem to explain a lot about him.

My Texan grandfather called me the anti-Christ once when I was about 13. At least once. I think it was in response to me saying that the god I believed in wouldn't let California fall into the ocean because of all the gay people there. And yet we still loved each other. And were able to have perfectly normal conversations also. Especially as he mellowed somewhat towards the end of his life. He never said anything about the Evils of California when I was actually living there.

Usually the person I have the most problems with is my Southern Baptist preacher relative, he says the most bigoted, racist things and I can't always keep my mouth shut for that.

Oh, askye, how vile. I would be tempted to smile brightly and ask him how he squares what he's just said with his vocation in service of the Jesus who said things like "In my fellowship there is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, woman nor man, no divisions but only fellowship" and "Tend to the plank in your own eye before you say anything about the splinter in your brother's," and whether he really believes that if Jesus were right there in the room with him, He'd give him a big thumbs-up for what he's just said.

What a fucker.

Apparently you've got a hard-on for Mao and total conformity.

Oh, how I love my husband's spicy brains.

Okay she wasn't talking about you. You're a special case, lady.

I think her position is clear, and could apply to me if I want it to do so. So there.

P.S. My tape cut off last night during Veronica Mars, after the girl was tasering the dog guy, and they all come running up. Can anyone tell me what happened after that? Pretty please?

He said "Your dog's alive! I sold it!" So V and Mousey Brown go get the dog from the new owners and the dog's all happy to see Mousey (it's probably important to the development of Mousey that she spoke to the woman at the door and not Veronica). Veronica asks Wevil about the secret message pen, and he won't tell her whether or not there was a message in it - but he does give her the pen.

That's it I think.

Thank you, Heather! Also, the TWOP recap said something about her father DNA testing her. What's that about? Do you know ?

JZ -- I feel much more secure in my Bible knowledge recently. Especially with the church I've started going back to and the sermon from Sunday. I can't go into details right now but the title was God is Gentle as a Nurse.

Some see Virgin Mary in underpass stain

Looks more like an octopus or a squid to me.

At the end you see Keith getting hair from V's brush & sticking it in a tube..

ETA- the tube had her initials and there was another tube with KM#1 on it.

My dad's family are all somewhat conservative Church of Christ Republicans except for my parents. Thankfully everyone considers courtesy and familial affection more important than politics, which we Do Not Discuss at family gatherings.

Probably just as well for the relatives, because StaunchDemocrat!Mom is one of if not the smartest of the bunch, and once Dad became disabled she pretty much gave up the meek retiring Southern belle approach in favor of the shaky fist "As God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again!" option.