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Started by Patricia Ann Scoggin on Tuesday, April 29, 2014
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"89- Music may be the activity that prepared our pre-human ancestors for speech communication and for the very cognitive, representational flexibility necessary to become humans. ~ Daniel J Levitin, This Is Your Brain on Music: The Science of a Human Obsession"

Or, people developed the ability to speak successively because of their habit to imitate other animals sounds so they could lure them into traps and have feast on their carcasses which in turn led to celebrations by song and dance and the result of extermination of countless species...how many new dances and music styles do we have to make before we are completely alone in our little corner of the universe?

For those who live in the USA, Thanksgiving is rapidly approaching... I hope you laugh at these and won't be offended...

Ten things that sound dirty at Thanksgiving, but aren't...
1) Reach in and grab the giblets.
2) Whew, that's one terrific spread!
3) I'm in the mood for a little dark meat.
4) Tying the legs together will keep the insides moist.
5) Talk about a huge breast!
6) "and he forced his way into the end zone..."
7) She's 5000 pounds fully inflated and it takes 15 men to hold her down.
8) It's Cool Whip time!!!
9) If I don't unbuckle my pants, I'm going to burst!
10) It must be broken, cause when I push on the tip, nothing squirts out!

Thanksgiving-Themed Movies

14 > To Kill A Walking Bird
13 > My Best Friend's Dressing
12 > The Texas Coleslaw Massacre
11 > Casserolablanca
10 > The Fabulous Baster Boys
9 > 12 Hungry Men
8 > Silence of the Yams
7 > For Love of The Game Hen
6 > I Know What You Ate Last Winter
5 > All the President's Menu
4 > White Meat Can't Jump
3 > When Harry Met Salad
2 > The Story of U.S.

and the Number 1 Upcoming Thanksgiving-Themed Movie...

1 > The Wing and I

**** For 4 more See: https://www.geni.com/projects/Picture-Board-for-Genealogy-Humor-Dis...

I think I've seen em'all but the last one, I don't know.

To Kill A mocking Bird
My best friend's wedding
The Texas Chain Saw Massacre
Casablanca
The Fabulous Bastard Boys
12 Angry men
The Silence of the Lambs ?
For Love of the Game ?
I Know What You Did Last Winter
All the President's Men
White Men Can't Jump
The Story of Us

A cousin announced on Facebook that she was expecting delivery of a pair of twins, later she posted a picture when they'd arrived, and that she already had named both of them.

Happy family, yes indeed, my brother couldn't wait long enough but had them set up here on Geni, with full names and the correct dates of birth, only to receive another post the next day, where she told her followers how delightful her new silicone babies was...

When I Was A Turkey

When I was a new turkey, new to the coop,
My big brother Mike took me out to the stoop.
He sat me down, and he spoke real slow.
Told me there was something that I had to know.

His look and his tone I will always remember,
When he told me the horrors of Black November:
“Come about August, now listen to me,
Each day you’ll get six meals, instead of three.
And soon you’ll be thick where you once was thin,
And you’ll grow a big rubbery thing under your chin.

“And then one morning, when your warm in bed,
In will burst the farmer’s wife, and hack off your head!
Then, she’ll pluck out your feathers, so you’re bald’n pink,
And scoop out your insides, leave ya lyin’ in the sink.
And then comes the worst part,” he said, not bluffing,
“She’ll spread your cheeks and pack your rear with stuffing.”

Well, the rest of his words were too grim to repeat;
I sat on the stoop like a winged piece of meat,
And decided on the spot, to avoid being cooked.
I’d have to lay low and remain overlooked.

I began a new diet of nuts and granola,
High-roughage salads, juice and diet cola.
And as they ate pastries, chocolate and crepes,
I stayed in my room doing Jane Fonda tapes.

I maintained my weight of two pounds and a half,
And tried not to notice when the bigger birds laughed.
But ‘twas I who was laughing under my breath,
As they chomped and they chewed ever closer to death.

And sure enough, when Black November rolled around,
I was the last turkey in the entire compound.
So now I’m a pet in the farmer’s wife’s lap;
I haven’t a worry, so I eat and nap.
She held me today, while sewing and humming,
And smiled at me and said, “Christmas is coming.”

@Patricia Ann Scoggin Aren't Geniusers just very clever heritage researchers? Those who pull up their genes to elevate their status? Sheer genius.

Another reason to be skeptical about the documents proving age and other things in genealogy:
https://imgur.com/gallery/XHbb3

Donal Laurence Heffernan Aren't Geniusers just very clever heritage researchers?

Your IQ is 167!!! (Way higher than average)

Your IQ is 167!!! You are highly intelligent! Only 1% of the population get this score!

You managed to get all the letters correct! This is beyond impressive!!You are a maverick, a rapid learner with multiple skills and interests. You can see problems before they occur, and have elaborate inner dialogues, thoughts, and imaginings. You are bored if you are not engaged, and constantly require stimulus in your fields of passions. Your I.Q. range is evident in college professors, social scientists, and doctors. Super impressive!!!

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-4010432/Can-hidden-letter...

Yes, and I still laughing about that test!

Close. 157, but I don't tell anybody about it. SSSHHH!!!

Christmas Shopping with Hubby...

A couple was in a busy shopping center just before Christmas. The wife suddenly noticed that her husband was missing and as they had a lot to do, she called him on the cell phone.

The wife said “Where are you??? You know we have lots to do.”

He said, “You remember the jewelers we went into about 10 years ago, and you fell in love with that diamond necklace? I could not afford it at the time and I said that one day I would get it for you?”

Little tears started to flow down her cheek and she got all choked up... “Yes, I do remember that shop” she replied.

“Well I am in the gun shop next door to that.”

Three WISE WOMEN
Top Ten Things
Three Wise Women Would Have Done:

10. They would have stopped at an oasis to ask for directions.
9. They would have arrived in time to assist with the delivery.
8. They would have kicked out the cows and swept out the stable.
7. They would have brought practical gifts for the baby—forget the frankincense and myrrh crap.
6. They would have whipped up a fabulous meal for everyone.
5. They would have shushed the angels’ singing so the new mommy could rest.
4. They would have put up curtains to keep out the light of that bright “Star”.
3. They would have made that noisy drummer boy go outside to play.
2. They would have given that obnoxious inn-keeper a talking!
and
#1. They would have kept in touch and there would now BE “PEACE ON EARTH”!

Another version of this is as follows:

What would have happened if it had been three Wise Women instead of three Wise Men?
* They would have asked directions
* Arrived on time
* Helped deliver the baby
* Cleaned the stable
* Brought practical gifts
* Made a casserole
But as they left they would have said...
* "Did you see the sandals Mary was wearing with that gown?"
* "Did you see that Drummer boy? He can beat my drum anytime?"
* "Want to bet on how long it will take before you get your casserole dish back?"
* "I heard that Joseph isn't even working right now!"
* "And that donkey they are riding has seen better days too!"
* "That baby doesn't look anything like Joseph!"
* "Virgin, my *%@$! I knew her in school!"

It's that time of year when people like to do a lot of baking for the holidays... Here is a recipe that I found that you might like to try... (I haven't tried it as I don't do a lot of baking.) Let me know what you think, esp if you attempt to make it... (ps)

My Friend's Christmas Rum Cake

Every year around this time, my friend makes an attempt to create what she says is her masterpiece of culinary delight (in fact, she usually makes two or three attempts) but alas, I have yet to sample even a tiny morsel of it.

Here is the recipe she uses:
1 or 2 quarts rum
baking powder
1c. butter
1tsp. soda
1tsp. sugar
lemon juice
2 large eggs
brown sugar
1c. dried fruit
nuts

Before you start, sample the rum to check for quality. Good, isn't it? Now go ahead. Select a large mixing bowl, measuring cup, etc. Check the rum again. It must be just right. To be sure rum is of the highest quality, pour one level cup of rum into a glass and drink it as fast as you can. Repeat. With an electric mixer, beat 1 cup butter in a large fluffy bowl. Add 1 seaspoon of thugar and beat again. Meanwhile, make sure that the rum is of the finest quality-- try another cup. Open second quart, if necessary. Add 2 arge leggs, 2 cups fried druit and beat till high. If druit gets stuck in beaters, just pry it loose with a drewscriver. Sample the rum again, checking for tonscisticity. Next sift 3 cups of pepper or salt (it really doesn't matter which). Sample the rum again. Sift 1/2 pint lemon juice. Fold in chopped butter and strained nuts. Add one babblespoon of brown thugar, or whatever color you can find. Wix mell. Grease oven and turn cake pan to 350 gredees. Now pour whole mess into the coven and ake. Check the rum again, and bo to bed.

Now you know why...

If you want a real Rum Cake recipe go to the following sites:
* This first one looks like it is pretty simple and easy to make.
** http://www.49countynews.net/fresh_rum_cake.htm
or this one has pix to show each step:
** http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/12/christ

Oops, the last site above had cookies this year. If you want real recipes for Rum Cakes try these sites or look up online under "Rum Cake recipes"...

These sites did have recipes that are real:
http://www.food.com/recipe/bacardi-rum-cake-14499
http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/christmas-rum-cake/
http://www.kingarthurflour.com/recipes/caribbean-rum-cake-recipe
http://www.browneyedbaker.com/homemade-rum-cake-recipe/

Many of you are having to suffer from snow, snow and more snow... hope this will tickle the funny bone where snow is concerned!

Lessons we can learn from a snowman

* Wearing white is always in style – even after Labor Day.
* Getting outside in the winter is good for your health.
* It’s fun just to hang out in your front yard.
* We’re all made up of mostly water.
* Accessories don’t have to be expensive.
* Don’t get too much sun!
* If you’re a little bottom heavy – hey, that’s okay!
* You know you’ve made it when they write a song about you.
* If you look down and can’t see your feet – you’re probably not very active.
* Sometimes sweating too much can have disastrous results.

Santa is a Woman?
Author Unknown

I think Santa Claus is a woman... I hate to be the one to defy sacred myth, but I believe he's a she.

Think about it. Christmas is a big, organized, warm, fuzzy, nurturing social deal, and I have a tough time believing a guy could possibly pull it all off!

For starters, the vast majority of men don't even think about selecting gifts until Christmas Eve. It's as if they are all frozen in some kind of Ebenezerian Time Warp until 3 p.m. on Dec. 24th, when they - with amazing calm - call other errant men and plan for a last-minute shopping spree.

Once at the mall, they always seem surprised to find only Ronco products, socket wrench sets, and mood rings left on the shelves. (You might think this would send them into a fit of panic and guilt, but my husband tells me it's an enormous relief because it lessens the 11th hour decision-making burden.) On this count alone, I'm convinced Santa is a woman. Surely, if he were a man, everyone in the universe would wake up Christmas morning to find a rotating musical Chia Pet under the tree, still in the bag.
Another problem for a he-Santa would be getting there. First of all, there would be no reindeer because they would all be dead, gutted and strapped on to the rear bumper of the sleigh amid wide-eyed, desperate claims that buck season had been extended. Blitzen's rack would already be on the way to the taxidermist.

Even if the male Santa DID have reindeer, he'd still have transportation problems because he would inevitably get lost up there in the snow and clouds and then refuse to stop and ask for directions.

Add to this the fact that there would be unavoidable delays in the chimney, where the Bob Vila-like Santa would stop to inspect and repoint bricks in the flue. He would also need to check for carbon monoxide fumes in every gas fireplace, and get under every Christmas tree that is crooked to straighten it to a perfectly upright 90-degree angle.

Other reasons why Santa can't possibly be a man:
* Men can't pack a bag.
* Men would rather be dead than caught wearing red velvet.
* Men would feel their masculinity is threatened ... having to be seen with all those elves.
* Men don't answer their mail.
* Men would refuse to allow their physique to be described even in jest as anything remotely resembling a "bowlful of jelly."
* Men aren't interested in stockings unless somebody's wearing them.
* Having to do the "Ho Ho Ho" thing would seriously inhibit their ability to pick up women.
* Finally, being responsible for Christmas would require a commitment.

I can buy the fact that other mythical characters are men...
Father Time shows up once a year unshaven and looking ominous.
Definite guy.
Cupid flies around carrying weapons.
Guy
Uncle Sam is a politician who likes to point fingers.
Ditto

Any one of these individuals could pass the testosterone screening test. But not St. Nick. Not a chance. As long as we have each other, good will, peace on earth, faith and Nat King Cole's version of "The Christmas Song," it probably makes little difference what gender Santa is.

I just wish she'd quit dressing like a guy!!!

One likely candidate for the origin of Santa, was definitively not a woman.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_Nicholas

Him plus a mix up of goblins in folklore started it all with another mix up of the midvitersblot. Yule, or jul as we say, from the word jul, a beverage of blood that you drank, people drank jul and did blot while celebrating the winter solstice, likely splitting the belongings between themselves ripped from the poor suckers that they had hanged up in a tree together with a lot of other poor animals, then the Christians came, stealing the feast and told them that it was the birth of Jesus they celebrated, and so the more familiarize modern variant of Christmas was born.

Merry yule!

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jul_(Sweden)#Midvinterblot

He does have a profile on geni: Saint Nikòlaos de Bari, Bishop de Myra, but unfortunately we only know who the parents and an uncle is, so he is not connected to the world tree.

http://www.nydailynews.com/news/national/man-named-santa-claus-runs...

What about him?

I also heard of another "Santa Claus" but he changed his name back because his wife kept nagging him.

The origin to "Santa Claus", comes from Oden, Odin, {Norse God} it has since been developed by folk cultures under a long time with a mix of both real and made up persons into this red robed, white bearded fat man, some people who have had parts in this transformation was, Jenny Nyström who depicted him in Christmas cards, and Haddon Hubert Sundblom who did it for The Coca Cola Company. Anothe man who have contributed to spread this persona was Walt Disney

Alex,
Thanks for the Viking history lesson associated with Santa. It was very interesting! I have Norwegian/Swedish ancestors, but haven't gone back far enough to see if by chance there is an Odin connection... I am only back a couple of hundred of years...

Happy Holiday & Merry Christmas to all!!! Hope you all have a great day whichever holiday you celebrate in whatever manner you celebrate it.

Christmas Riddles


* Q. Why does Santa always go down the chimney?

** A. Because it soots him!

* Q. Where does Santa stay when he's on holidays?

** A. At a Ho-ho-tel!

* Q. What does Ms. Claus sing to Santy on his birthday?

** A. "Freeze a jolly good fellow!"

* Q. What do you do if Santa Claus gets stuck in your chimney?

** A. Pour Santa flush on him!

* Q. What does Santa say to the toys on Christmas Eve?

** A. Okay everyone, sack time!

* Q. What do you get if Santa comes down the chimney while the fire is still burning?

** A. Crisp Kringle!

* Q. What do you call Santa when he has no money?

** A. Saint "Nickel"-less!

* Q. What do you call someone who doesn't believe in Father Christmas?

** A. A rebel without a Claus!

* Q. What did Santa say to Ms. Claus when he looked out the window?

** A. Looks like rain, Dear!

* Q. Where does Father Christmas go to vote?

** A. The North Poll!

* Q. What's red and white and falls down the chimney?

** A. Santa Klutz!

* Q. What nationality is Santa Claus?

** A. North Polish

CHRISTMAS JOKES
* Q. What's the best thing to give your parents for Christmas? 

** A. A list of everything you want!
* Q. What do vampires put on their Christmas turkey?

** A. Grave-y.
* Q. Why do Mummies like Christmas so much?

** A. Because of all the wrapping!
* Q. What did the ghost say to Santa Claus?

** A. I'll have a boo Christmas without you.
* Q. Where do mistletoe go to become famous?

** A. "Holly" wood!
* Q. What do sheep say to each other at Christmastime?

** A. Merry Christmas to ewe!
* Q. What did the Gingerbread Man put on his bed?

** A. A cookie sheet!
* Q. How is the Christmas alphabet different from the ordinary alphabet?
** A. The Christmas alphabet has NO EL.
* Q. What do the elves sing to Santa Claus on his birthday?

** A. Freeze a jolly good fellow.
* Q. What comes at the end of Christmas Day?

** A. The letter "Y"! 
* Q. What do you call a cat on the beach at Christmastime?

** A. Sandy Claws!
* Q. Why are Christmas trees such bad knitters?

** A. They are always dropping their needles.
* Q. How do sheep say Merry Christmas in Mexico?

** A. Fleece Navidad!
* Q. What beats his chest and swings from Christmas cake to Christmas cake

** A. Tarzipan !
* Q. Mom, Can I have a dog for Christmas?

** A. No you can have turkey like everyone else!
* Q. What did the dog breeder get when she crossed an Irish Setter with a Pointer at Christmastime?

** A. A "pointsetter"!
* Q. Why does Santa have three gardens? 

** A. So he can ho ho ho!
* Q. Why is it so cold at Christmas?

** A. Because it's in Decembrrrr!
* Q. What's red, white and blue at Christmas time?

** A. A sad candy cane!
* Q. What do wild animals sing at Christmastime?

** A. Jungle bells, jungle bells, jungle all the way!
* Q. What’s the best thing to put into a Christmas cake?

** A. Your teeth!
* Q. What is the best key to get at Christmas?

** A. A turkey!
* Q. We had grandma for Christmas dinner.

** A. Really, we had turkey!
* Q. What did Adam say on the day before Christmas?

** A. It's Christmas, Eve!
* Q. What happens if you eat the Christmas decorations?

** A. You get tinsel-itus!
* Q. What do you call an elf who steals gift wrap from the rich and gives it to the poor?

** A. Ribbon Hood!
* Q. Do you ever buy any Christmas Seals? 

** A. No, I wouldn't know how to feed them."

I hope no one will be offended by this, but it is just toooooooooo funny not to share. I hope you laugh as hard as I did when I got to the end... don't cheat... read it from start to the end... Have a Happy New Year & start it with a laugh!

UNDERSTANDING DIRECTIONs... 

SOMETIMES SENIORS DON'T UNDERSTAND DIRECTIONS.
 
I ASSUME WE ARE ALL SENIORS....THIS IS WHY (A SENIOR?) SHOULD LISTEN TO YOUR DOCTORS INSTRUCTIONS.
 
I WENT TO MY NEARBY CVS PHARMACY, STRAIGHT TO THE BACK, WHERE THE PHARMACISTS' HIGH COUNTER IS LOCATED.
 
I TOOK OUT MY LITTLE BROWN BOTTLE, ALONG WITH A TEASPOON, AND SET THEM UP ON THE COUNTER.
 
THE PHARMACIST CAME OVER, SMILED, AND ASKED IF HE COULD HELP ME.
 
I SAID, "YES! COULD YOU PLEASE TASTE THIS FOR ME?"
 
SEEING A SENIOR CITIZEN, THE PHARMACIST WENT ALONG.
 
HE TOOK THE SPOON, PUT A TINY BIT OF THE LIQUID ON IT, PUT IT ON HIS TONGUE AND SWILLED IT AROUND.
 
THEN, WITH A STOMACH-CHURNING LOOK ON HIS FACE, HE SPAT IT OUT ON THE FLOOR AND BEGAN COUGHING.
 
WHEN HE FINALLY WAS FINISHED, I LOOKED HIM RIGHT IN THE EYE AND ASKED, "NOW, DOES THAT TASTE SWEET TO YOU?"
 
THE PHARMACIST, SHAKING HIS HEAD BACK AND FORTH WITH A VENOMOUS LOOK IN HIS EYES YELLED, ''NO WAY''!!!
 
I SAID, "OH, THANK GOD! THAT'S A REAL RELIEF! MY DOCTOR TOLD ME TO HAVE A PHARMACIST TEST MY URINE FOR SUGAR!"
 
I CAN NEVER GO BACK TO THAT CVS, BUT I REALLY DON'T CARE, BECAUSE THEY AREN'T VERY FRIENDLY THERE ANYMORE.

That's pretty damn funny...😁

Gasp. LMAO.....

What? No recipe for those 'cookies' you keep referring to?

Forgot to put that "Christmas" cookie recipe here... although they could be made for any special occasion. Here it is:

Cuervo Christmas Cookies Recipe
** Ingredients
*** 1 cup Water
*** 1 tsp baking soda
*** 1 cup sugar
*** 1 tsp salt
*** 1 cup Brown sugar
*** Lemon juice
*** 4 large eggs
*** 1 cup nuts
*** 2 cups dried fruit
*** 1 bottle Jose Cuervo Tequila

Take a large bowl, check the Cuervo to be sure it is of the highest quality, pour one level cup and drink.

Turn on the electric mixer, beat one cup of butter in a large fluffy bowl.  Add one peaspoon sugar, beat again.  At this point, it's best to make sure the Cuervo is still ok, try another cup just in case.

Turn off the mixerer thingy.  Break 2 leggs and add to the bowl, chuck in the cup of dried fruit.  Pick the fruit off the floor.

Mix on the turner.  If the fried druit gets stuck in the beaterers, just pry it loose with a drewscriver.  Sample the Cuervo for tonsisticity.

Sift two cups of salt, or something. Who geeves a sheet.  Check the Jose Cuervo. Now shift the lemon juice and strain your nuts.  Add one table. Add a spoon of sugar or somefink. Whatever you can find.

Greash the oven.  Turn the cake tin 360 degrees and try not to fall over.  Don't forget to beat off the turner.

Finally, throw the bowl through the window finish the Cose Juervo and make sure to put the stove in the dishwasher.

Auld Lang Syne

Auld Lang Syne was partially written by Robert Burns in the 1700's, it was first published in 1796 after Burns' death. Early variations of the song were sung prior to 1700 and inspired Burns to produce the modern rendition. An old Scotch tune, 'Auld Lang Syne' literally means 'old long ago,' or simply, 'the good old days.'
Here are the lyrics: however, many people seem to remember only the first verse. 

Auld Lang Syne

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
and days of auld lang syne?
And here's a hand, my trusty friend
And gie's a hand o' thine
We'll tak'A cup o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne.

Ode To The New Year

'Twas the month after Christmas, and all through the house Nothing would fit me, not even a blouse.
The cookies I'd nibbled, the eggnog I'd taste At the holiday parties had gone to my waist.
When I got on the scales there arose such a number!
When I walked to the store (less a walk than a lumber).
I'd remember the marvelous meals I'd prepared; The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,
The wine and the rum balls, the bread and the cheese And the way I'd never said, 'No thank you, please.'
As I dressed myself in my husband's old shirt And prepared once again to do battle with dirt - I said to myself, as I only can 'You can't spend a winter disguised as a man!'
So - away with the last of the sour cream dip, Get rid of the fruit cake, every cracker and chip
Every last bit of food that I like must be banished 'Till all the additional ounces have vanished.
I won't have a cookie - not even a lick.
I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.
I won't have hot biscuits, or corn bread, or pie, I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.
I'm hungry, I'm lonesome, and life is a bore But isn't that what January is for?
Unable to giggle, no longer a riot.
Happy New Year to all and to all a good diet!

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