West Texas is a great place to raise a family, but days like today are awful. This photo was taken as I drove home this afternoon, about a half mile from my house.
With all of these ancestry/DNA testing companies out there, our (extended) family tree keeps revealing hidden branches that we didn’t know existed.
Five years ago, my uncle discovered he had 30-year old twins. That new branch of the family tree has produced much fruit for both he and the twins.
Today, my wife learned about a new branch on her side of the family. I hope it is as fruitful as our previous discovery.
Anybody else had this experience?
They say there are five stages of grief. I don’t know how many stages of Bitcoin there are, but I’m at the one where I like the dumps more than the pumps. Granted, this is my first cycle, but it just feels like every dump is the last opportunity to scoop up Bitcoin at that price.
nostr:nprofile1qqsxc56ajk5xtxerf4dqspgrfa0s5elrcr80lnz9nasldq87j3zzf0cprpmhxue69uhhyetvv9ujuumwdae8gtnnda3kjctvqyx8wumn8ghj7cnjvghxjmcdggep8 Arrived just in time for a guys trip with some old friends. I’ll read it on the trip and then give it away. Looking forward to it.