I know I shouldn't do this kind of thing, but I couldn't resist. I'll try to refrain fromdoing it to often, I PROMISE. Bill Walsh -----Original Message----- From: MsThompson@aol.com <MsThompson@aol.com> To: WALSH-L@rootsweb.com <WALSH-L@rootsweb.com> Date: Saturday, September 19, 1998 9:46 PM Subject: How You Know You're Taking Genealogy Too Seriously >You Know You're Taking Genealogy Too Seriously If . . . > >In order to put the ''final touches" on your genealogical research, you've >asked all of your closest relatives to provide DNA samples. > >You are the only person to show up at the cemetery research party with a >shovel. > >You were instrumental in having "non-genealogical use of the genealogy room >copy machine" classified as a federal hate crime. > >Your house leans slightly toward the side where your genealogical records are >stored. > >You decided to take a two-week break from genealogy, and the U. S. Postal >Office immediately laid off 1,500 employees. > >Out of respect for your best friend's unquestioned reputation for honesty and >integrity, you are willing to turn off that noisy surveillance camera while >she reviews your 57 genealogical research notebooks in your home. The armed >security guard, however, will remain. > >You plod merrily along "refining" your recently published family history, >blissfully unaware that the number of errata pages now far exceeds the number >of pages in your original publication. > > During an ice storm and power outage, you ignore the pleas of your shivering >spouse and place your last quilt around that 1886 photograph of dear Uncle >George. > > The most recent document in your "missing Ancestors" file is a 36-page >contract between you and Johnson Billboard Advertising Company. > > Ed McMahon, several TV cameras and an envelope from Publishers Clearing House >arrive at your front door on Super Bowl Sunday, and the first thing you say >is, "Are you related to the McMahons of Ohio?" > > "A Loving Family" and "Financial Security" have moved up to second and third, >respectively, on your list of life's goals, but still lag far behind "Owning >My Own Microfilm Reader." > > A magical genie appears and agrees to grant your any one wish, and you ask >that the 1890 Census be restored. >