Barron of Blog Wife, Libby, and the Pursuit of Happiness

25Oct/090

Mother and Daughter Ballerinas

This is pretty cool - one picture is of Shannon (when she was 4 years old), and the other is of Libby (about 2.5 years old). Interesting resemblance, don't ya think? :)

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6Dec/070

Shame on Sherri Shepherd

I fear that Sherri Shephard, a co-host on The View, has once again shown that there is no limit to her own stupidity. My brain nearly exploded after seeing the following clip from yesterday's show:

Did you hear what she said? Shepherd just attempted to assert that Christians existed in classical Greece, and that the Greeks threw them to the lions. When confronted on this point, she further claimed that "Jesus came first" (before Greeks and Romans) and stated "I don't think anything predated Christians".*

This wasn't the first time Sherri has been so ridiculously inane: a few months ago she said that she wasn't sure if the world was flat or not. I'll give you a second to process that one. Sherri isn't sure... if the world... is flat. Holy f*ckbuckets, Batman.

How do people like this exist, much less appear on broadcast television? Never before has this speech from Billy Madison been more relevant.

Sherri is so willfully ignorant it's painful. I would feel sorry for her if she wasn't so damn sure of her own infallibility.

via Huffington Post

6Oct/060

The Tasmanian Tiger

Tasmanian tigerThe Tasmanian Tiger (or Thylacine) was a fascinating animal that went extinct during the early 1930's. It was technically a carnivorous marsupial and looked like a strangely wonderful combination of a wolf, tiger, and kangaroo. Even at their peak population the tiger was rarely seen, and was most likely driven to extinction by dingos.

You can see a video of one of the last remaining tasmanian tigers alive in captivity. When I watch these clips I feel both sad and fascinated; it's like seeing a home movie of a dinosaur or dodo bird.

1Oct/060

70 Million Year Old Meat

T. Rex soft tissue foundScientists have found soft tissue in a fossilized Tyrannosaurus Rex thigh bone:

[Cutting the bone in half] revealed a startling surprise: soft tissue that had seemingly resisted fossilization still existed inside the bone. This tissue, including blood vessels, bone cells, and perhaps even blood cells, was so well preserved that it was still stretchy and flexible.

Mmmm - am I the only "baller" who thinks this looks like bar-b-que?

(edit: whoops, this isn't really recent news - the original discovery story happened over 1 year ago)

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9Aug/060

Kansas Wheat Farm Stories

Dad at Kansas farm (small)My father and his twin brother recently visited a small piece of Kansas farmland (approximately here) that has been in the Barron family for decades. In the past the land had been rented out to local tenant farmers who grew wheat. The family now wants to sell the land (hence the reason for their visit), as few people are interested in trying to be a landlord from several thousand miles away.

While in Kansas the brothers visited the last remaining Barron (a 75-year-old second cousin of theirs) still living in the area; they learned a lot about the history of the land and our family. I won't bore you with the details (of which there are many), but I do want to share a funny story about the twin's birth that even they didn't know about before this trip!

When the "twins" were born in 1948 (William and John), the second was a surprise to the doctor and to our parents. As a consequence, the name for the younger of the two twins had not yet been decided. In a telegram sent to our uncle Lloyd on the day announcing the birth of the twins, this is apparent as our father cited the names of the twins as a "William Clark" and a "John Doe". John Doe is a term used for someone whose true name is unknown. When our parents finally picked the name for the younger of the two twins, they apparently decided to keep the first name "John".

You can see a larger image of my father, aka "John Doe", at our (soon to be sold) wheat farm here.

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