Well, now I’ve done it. When a person mentions genealogy he becomes very popular all of a sudden, as if there’s some secret knowledge he possesses that if divulged will loose the keys to the kingdom. There really is no such knowledge, just a few tricks that anyone can employ. What prevents people who are interested from diving in may be the thought that it can’t be that easy.
It feels like the news cycle has been particularly wild since I happened to start preaching through Psalm 8 in mid-January. Busyness has a way of making us forget where we really are. This Psalm from King David seeks to help remind us of how things really are.
Do all families have a deep corporate interest in genealogy? I hope so, because it is fascinating and satisfying. The subject swoops in unannounced and occupies my days every few years. Though I’m by no means an expert, I think I’m a relatively skilled dilettante and have a long, strangely constructed family tree to prove it.
I defended DOGE last week and it might as well have been two years ago. Elon Musk’s continued work rolls along impressively and has the promise to achieve the lasting legacy President Trump reportedly desires, but the president must prioritize to secure it.
It is coincidence, not design, that makes my small contributions so far this year into what seem like an endless reminiscence. Even so, I am forced by circumstance to write about water heaters then and now.
Screaming “coup” doesn’t make it so, though it might help someone perform one in the future. These disproportionate reactions, even from ordinarily reasonable folks, will not help stop the real or imagined problems of the new American administration.
Saturday will mark 20 years since the chilly day I arrived at this peculiar little house on a peculiar little farm in the Appalachian foothills. When you meet people they always ask what brought you here, and in my case, there’s no particular answer. The currents of life, I suppose. It was a gamble, as life tends to be.
KiiBoom isn’t exactly a name that rolls off the tongue. The company’s Phantom 81 is what their name is not: smooth, with glossy acrylic keys and custom lubricated switches.
In the early part of this century there was an imaginative musical ensemble, the Trachtenburg Family Slideshow Players.
Through an exclusive breakthrough in quantum journalism, Open for Business has obtained a classified Soviet Union memorandum from an alternate timeline. The document from 1956 in that reality describes a service we never enjoyed, Tick Tock Radio (TTR), an initiative apparently key to that reality’s starkly divergent present day from our own.