Family Resemblances... The Genes We Pass Along Generation To Generation

 So, the Rain did come, and it got Colder, and I hunkered inside in my Jammies looking at 1990's Comedy Sketches on my Computer.  Coz 2026 already ain't looking 'Funny', so Reality right now isn't something I'm wanting a whole lotta daily Negative exposure to or of!   I didn't turn the TV on all Day, it was Bliss, just me Blogging and then watching Archived Old Comedies on U-Tube,  I enjoyed from almost or over 30 Years ago!!!  We'll be losing our NetFlix Account probably Tomorrow, so there will be no more of that.  But, the Internet has Archived good shit galore and that's gonna be my Go To now when I don't wanna see or hear a motherfuckin' thing about the Shitshow and Fuckery of America in the Right Now.  And Clowning around Online was Entertaining as a form of Escapism from awful Realities in Real Time playing out.

The Daughter asked everyone by about 7:30 p.m., you want Breakfast Food for Dinner?  Coz, nobody had Eaten but once all damned Day.  So, El Pastor Chorizo N Egg Burritos, on a Fresh Tortilla made Today in the Bakery, that I'd gotten from the "Food City", sounded just Fine for Dinner!  *LOL*  And it was delicious, I could have eaten Two, but she made One, and Portion Control, Portion Control.   *Smiles*  Funny how you can not even be Hungry or Eat all damned Day, but then someone gives you something really Sublime to Eat and you're like, I wouldn't have minded Seconds.  *Winks*  So, it was a small Burrito, but one that packed a punch of Flavor, I devoured it like a Serengeti Jackal!  And I was thinking, Gee, I miss Halloween already and I haven't taken a fucking Ornament off the Christmas Tree yet either.  *Bwahahahaha*

The Above Building Cool Art Mural in Olde Town, some New Owner painted over with Cheap watery Red Paint that looks hideous... and has left the Building Vacant, so now it's Ugly AND Abandoned... not an Improvement!   Now I get Mad every time I drive past it!!!  The Kiddos are binge watching Old Movies and TV Series from the 1990's now, it must just be a Nineties Flashback kinda Day?!  Holy shit!  *LOL*  Sometimes if it's been so long since you saw something, or mebbe never saw it, it's all "New" to you when you go ahead and watch it Years or even Decades later.  I watched Comedian Cliff Cash on some Old Videos of his Comedy, which, I really like his Style of Comedy, it has a Message and is Satirical in Nature, but, with a Strong Message along with the Humor found in it all.   The Comedian lost everything, literally, and has lived in his Vehicle for the last 7 Years, so, that's just part of finding Humor in adversity and loss. 

 His Political Humor about Extreme Far Right Religion and Extreme Far Right Politics, including this current Shitshow and it's Supporters, is SO on Point and Fearless.  Once you've already Lost everything, you have nothing left to Lose, after all.  And he has a Point of Reference as to Living with a lot of what he grew up with, doesn't Agree with, and makes Fun of now.  He grew up in the South coming from a very Conservative Southern Baptist Family, his Dad did NASCAR when they still ran it on dirt, his Mom Speaks in Tongues... and he has a Gay much Older Lesbian Sister who Came Out to him 1st when he was a Tween, coz, fearful of what the Fundie Family might receive her, or not, after that... and shit got Interesting with the Family Dynamic from his Teens onwards, pretty much.   

And he ended up losing his Business {Flipped Real Estate}, his House, Father {Dead}, Wife {Still Alive, but with no Soul he says, which is Creepier LOL}, and all his Possessions, by the time he was in his 30's... and yet makes it sound Funny in a Gallow's Humor way!  And now does Stand Up Comedy and Happily lives Van Life in his Vehicular 'Home'.  He has a much Younger Girlfriend now, whose Mother is not much Older than him, who Re-Married a much Younger Man who is Younger than him... so... you can't make shit like that up!!!  Real Life shit can be and often is stranger and funnier than Fiction!!!  

So, I also binge watched Cliff's Comedy Videos back to back for a while too Today.   Since you can't Outsmart Dumb People with any measure of Success, and they're everywhere these days, you have to Outdumb them, he says.   And how he does that in response to the dumb shit people say, is Priceless and hilarious.  *Smiles*   The MAGA Base in particular, he has a LOT of Fun with that Demographic.  Messing with them, but in a way that leaves them speechless and unawares he's even messing with them.  Just saying the dumbest and dumber shit that he can think of, that is dumber than the shit they just said to him and they Believe.  And catching them totally Off Guard.  *Bwahahaha*

 

The Next Day:  Since I'm a couple unpublished Posts ahead again I can take time to just do Posts leisurely and keep coming back to them over a few Days.  We're Harvesting Citrus now from our Neighbor Omar's Trees, The Daughter has been making Mexican Medicine for herself with these Lemons, some brewed Cinnamon, Honey and I don't know what else.  But it reminds me of concoctions my Dad always made when we were Sick growing up, we never went to Doctors or took Store bought Medicine.  Dad used Tribal Remedies for everything and they worked, Mom was the one more stuck on Western Medical Remedies and it got her dependent on many Pharma Addictive Drugs over her Lifetime, sadly.  I'm the type reluctant to take an Aspirin for a Headache and very suspicious of most Meds For Profit that Big Pharma cranks out and most, but not all, Western Medical Doctors seem too eager to prescribe.

 

Anyway, The Daughter is feeling better already after her own Remedies were brewed up and taken.  She used them for over 20 Years in Mexico and would go to their Homeopathic Healers for advice.   She said it's very similar to when her Grand-Dad consulted his Medicine Man here.  Anyway, I'm glad she's over whatever ailed her since I didn't look forward to another Urgent Care Trip and risking being around contagions in the Waiting Rooms of Hospitals/ER/Urgent Care/Doc Offices during The Season of "Giving".  Meaning the giving of every Contagious Disease going around.  I'm all Vaxxed Up, but, still.  In a Multigenerational Household we get Exposed enuf to shit as Seniors, who don't tend to bounce back as well as the Younger Generations do when we catch something.

Princess T just got all Cute for Work this Morning and then wouldn't let me take her Pix while her Hair was still in Adorable Braids, which, she does just to give it some Body before Styling it.  She must look Fierce before any Photography is allowed.  *Eye Roll*  Her ensemble was Cute, she has such a sense of Style.   Fashion you can Buy, Style you must Possess, some folks will never have Style becoz you can't Buy it.  So, I must patiently wait until the Fashionista is ready to have her Photo Shoot.  *LOL and Eye Roll*  Eli is Protesting loudly, I know not why... oh wait, yeah, I do, I spaced out Yesterday and forgot to go in and clean his Litterbox and give him some Wet Food!!!   Oooops... Gasp, and he's like, Bitch, don't dare forget about me Today, it's so hard to get Good Staff these days!   And began wailing at my Bedroom Door coz he heard the clacking of my Keyboard, so... I know you're in there!!!  *LOL*

Eli is a Character and a Rascal, he's only Tight with his Human and tolerates me coz I'm his Staff and The Spoiler of Felines.  He knows which side of his Bread it's Buttered on.  *Winks*  He was so miffed about Yesterdays Neglect that he refused to let me Brush & Groom him, which, usually he looks forward to.  Not Today, Woman, I'm Mad at you!  The Look and Shade Thrown that he gave me was hilarious, Anger written all over his Face!  He's very Facially Expressive with his Unspoken Mood and Unspoken Words.  But he can be Loud too and wake the whole household, so, you have to DO something to appease his Ass at 5:00 in the Morning!!!   *LOL*  Otherwise you hear the Menfolk yelling out from their respective Rooms, "Shut the Fuck Up Eli!"  He. does. not. Like. them!  So he will ignore their caterwauling.  *Ha ha ha*  Actually I exaggerate, only The Son says Fuck... The Man, I've never heard him drop an F-Bomb ever.  I'm the one of us who Swears like a Sailor.  *Winks*

I swear a lot... as if I had Tourette Syndrome.  *LMAO*  I could only ever restrain myself from profanity around my Parents since neither of them swore.  They would tell us, growing up, that profanity was how uneducated and ignorant people only know how to express themselves.  So, use Words of intellect instead.  And so now they're Dead, here I am, swearing like, daily!   *Bwahahahahaha*   I wouldn't let any Kiddo I was Raising swear in front of me tho', 'til they were Grown.  Tho' I know they had to be doing it behind my Back all the time, along with other things Kids do when Parents aren't around, and I wasn't exactly Leading by Example of having a Clean Mouth, now, was I?  *Smiles*   I've gotten much worse with Age.  They say it's a 'Sign' of Dementia and other cognitive decline... so... whatever... ha ha ha.  Might as well join The Man in Senility Land, why not?  He seems to be having Fun with it.

In all Seriousness tho', it's no Fun for anyone else, so, I'm using Satire my Friends, I Hope you recognize that Dark Humor is necessary and I'm not Serious?  If I didn't have Gallow's Humor my Life could get rough for me.  For Sure.  *Ha ha ha*  We Laugh heartily at the most inappropriate things in this Family, we really do.  When The Man is Acting Up I will just often say No Words and have a "Look" and all the Kiddos will erupt in raucous Laughter about it and say, "MOM!!!  GRAMMA!!!  Stop it!!!"  Words weren't necessary and The Man is then Clueless about why they're all hysterically finding SOMETHING Funny, when he's Acting Up something Fierce and no Words are being said at all about it... just Laughter.   He'll then tend to Knock it Off. 

Some of it he still has a modicum of self control over to a degree and it's better to Laugh than to get Angry at him for a Condition not his fault and he can't help.  And Honestly, if looked at in the Right perspective, some of the Behaviors are damned Funny in a Dark Humor kinda way of seeing and Dealing with it more appropriately than being Sad or Angry about it.  He's doing Okay, he really is, and I'm just glad it seems a slow progression so that he might not outlive the Disease getting to that point where it's beyond tragic and he's still mostly himself.  At 84 Mom got to where she was no longer herself and seemed tormented by what was happening to her, so we weren't entirely Sad when it was over for her.  Dad went out so Peacefully and on his own Terms, that wasn't entirely Sad either, but for different reasons, having a total Peace about Dying.

I didn't mean to get all Morbid on ya, I'm actually in a Good Head Space and Mood, the Headache lifted, tho' the Weather didn't and is still Cold, Wet, Grey and Miserable out there again Today.  But, whatever blew in with it my Body adjusted to finally so I don't feel dreadful now, whew!  It was Bone Aches from the Cold and Headache from whatever allergens came with the Storms, so nothing serious, Age + allergies can equal misery some days, that's all.  It passes so I don't get too wound up about it and try not to let The Man get too wound up about his either, or, he could.  I remind him it's a privilege not afforded many to grow Old and sure as Hell beats the Alternative of pushing up Dirt.  I'm taking him out Today to do some errands and essentials Shopping.  We're going to the Discount Grocer in Peoria and I have a $10 Off Coupon there to add to the Savings.  This Morning I sorted Inventory I'll Price later.  And made up a Donation Box to bring in and drop off where Princess T Works.

So I've been Productive early on Today after doing Fuck All Yesterday.  *LOL*  I much prefer being Productive and realized I'm only tormenting myself with Deadlines that don't really exist in the whole Process of Editing, Purging, Downsizing, Organizing, Style, etcetera.  It gives me something to DO in Retirement actually, so I shouldn't resent the Doing of it.   What else am I gonna Do whilst simultaneously Caregiving Full Time that has zero Earning potential?  Exactly.  So, I'm gonna, in 2026, look at it more like a Job that at least brings in some discretionary Income and I do on my own timetable and terms, which is Sweet, most Jobs don't give you that flexibility or freedom.  I think otherwise Boredom might set in if I had Days and Days of Nothingness to Do... I'm far too Hyperactive to be Still for long periods of Time or just watch TV and mundane shit that isn't Mentally Stimulating.  My Mind might go to mush quickly.  I think that's what happens to many Seniors, do too much Nothing, Mind goes to mush and Body falls apart.  The End.

I'd rather Go Out with a Flourish, being Productive, having Fun with it, and just Dropping Dead in the Process of being Active with a Full Life.  Better Ending to that Story IMO.   Anyway, since both of my Smokers here at Home were going thru withdrawal with no Money and no Cigs, I went to the Smoke Shop with The Son and showed him how to go Reservation Indian, if he and his Sister can't kick the Habit, and roll their own Cigs.  I bought the hand held Roller I used to watch all the Old Timers use when I was growing up Poor *LOL*, a big ole Bag of Tobacco, a shitload of some Rolled Papers they just have to Pack, and for around Twenty Bucks they'll have about 250 shit-sticks to Smoke now.  They were ecstatic, and The Son gave me his Nutritional Assistance Card to go Grocery Shopping with, Win-Win for the whole Family... I'll stretch it further than he could anyway and I'm Feeding them all Daily, so, that's their contribution to The Tribe while nobody is gainfully Employed.

And I told him if he really wants to Work his Hustle, Roll some and stand outside a Convenience Store or on the Streets and Sell them by the Cig to the Street Folk.   Who always wanna Bum one, and make a tidy little amount off what they can afford for one.  They wanna Smoke, you can make an exchange for their Spare Change they Panhandled.  Since they sure as shit can't afford what it costs for a Pack of them any more than you or your Sister can, and then Buy your own big Ole' Bag of Tobacco.  Otherwise, give up Smoking.  Drinking too.  Those be your Options when you're Broke... you can't afford to sustain Bad Habits.  Or you better find yourself a Sugar Mama right fast.  You're still a good looking Guy and relatively Young looking, and that Unemployment might not come thru and AI is taking all the Jobs it seems and Tariffs are killing off the rest.  So some Hustle better sustain ya in these Times we're in Son.   *Winks*  The Daughter is already a skilled and adept Hustler coz she's never been able to Work.

Just got back from the Discount Grocery Store, got about $250 of Essential Non-Perishable Groceries for $99.  Also Scored Gourmet Cat Food for Eli and Gourmet Bird Seed for the Wild Birds too, so everyone is gonna be eating good.  *LOL*  I didn't even know they had Wild and Exotic Bird Seed real Cheap there coz it was near the Bathrooms and Cleaning Products.  I needed to go to the Ladies Room and saw it, so now I know where to go to buy our Seed for our Bird Feeding Station, it's cheaper there than the Cheap Seed is anywhere else... and is the kind that at every other Store is Crazy Expensive.   Eli's Food was also that spendy Gourmet Cat Food if flavors that even sound alluring to Humans.  *Bwahahaha*  Trout & Catfish Wet Food and the Greenies Brand of Treat to be a Special Treat and Clean his Teeth for him.  *LMAO*

My Brother saw these Two Pixs I took this Morning of Princess T before Work and called me saying, Wow, she looks exactly like our Native American Cousin Cherie, and, she actually does, tho' not as Swarthy, tho' my Grandkids were Swarthy too until their early Teens, but you'd think this was one of Cherie's Grandkids.  I know my Cousin will see the resemblance and say something about it too, her Teen Granddaughters look so similar that Princess T could be mistaken as being one of their Sisters.  She's Younger than me so her Grands are Younger than mine and I only have Old Pixs of her Kiddos.  Until this Pix I hadn't noticed so much how she looks a LOT like my Dad's side of the Family now she's Grown!   My Cousins were all quite Beautiful in their Youth, didn't Age well tho', hard Life there on the Rez I think contributes to not Aging Gracefully, and, much shorter Lifespan as well.

Below is Cherie's Mom when Younger, my Aunt Gil, who was my Dad's Youngest Sister and lived with him until her Death.   Coz she was a Widow.  Older Brothers then support any Widowed or Single Sisters, or their Mom if she becomes Widowed.   My Dad and his Brother helped support their Mom until her Death too, Mom said Dad always sent Money Home to the Reservation his entire Adult Life, even after Retirement.  It's the Tribal way, you Share whatever you have, and if you live on the Rez, often with your Tribal Neighbors as well so nobody is without, all resources being distributed.  I don't know if the Younger Generations still do that, but when I was Growing Up, that's how it was Done.  So Dad always Shared what he had with his Neighbors even Off the Rez.  Which is Why when he got Old, his Neighbors, most of them Immigrants from Mexico or Asia, helped me Take Care of him until he had to go to Hospice.  His Filipino Friends even moved in with him to take Care of him at the End.  So, Ironically, our Asian Friends assumed he was Asian!  *LOL*

He'd been eating at our Fav Vietnamese Restaurant for Years with his Filipino Friends, so our Vietnamese Friends who own the Restaurant always thought he was part of their Family and Filipino.  So, one day I went and met him there to eat.  I'd always come in with my European Mom, so they didn't know Dad was my Dad.  They just knew I had a Welsh Mom, but was much Darker than her, so I don't know what they thought I was?   Well, The Owners Wife came up to take our Order, greeted us both and asked me, "Oh, so you know Noel's Dad?"  And I'm like, "This is MY Dad."  And her puzzled expression was priceless and she simply said, "Oh, I didn't know you were part Filipina!  You always come in with your Mom!"  And Dad and I laughed and told her, "He's not Filipino, he's Native American."  Then we all had a good laugh about it.

Above and Below are a couple of my Cousin Cherie's Granddaughters, who do look a lot like Princess T did as a Kid when she was their Ages.  They were little Cuties too with their sparkly Dark Eyes.  My Cousin Cherie was the Cutest Baby and Toddler too, I used to pretend she was my Baby, coz I was a Teenager when she was a Baby and we looked after her whenever my Aunt had Major Surgeries she needed to Recover from.   My Aunt Gil was my Favorite Aunt, and my Uncle from Wales was my Favorite Uncle.  I know you shouldn't have Favorites, but they tended to dote on me, so, you know... ha ha ha.

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And nope, still not watching TV so I don't get brought Down by all the Fuckery... Dawn... The Bohemian