And Here Comes the Mark Off on My Project (Surprise; Surprise...)

Many people seeing this have already heard about me via Jack and Greg Czarnecki (Thanks for getting my project marked off, you two. You've said that you read this blog; and I know that you're snidly reading this and seeing how else your estranged granddaughter and daughter can fail all the more.). I already acknowledge that I'm the pariah of the family-- from getting defriending because I brought up (according to them, chalilah!) our Jewish heritage, Great-Grandma Gaydos' kapoesque behavior, that Jack Feldman and so many of the rest of us are sick because we and our ancestors did not eat kashrut; to getting no family pictures (without figuratively twisting arms, anyway; and not getting any more since), no justice for Great-Grandma Czarnecki, and no good repute among many.

"Turn in your project using the 31 observations or as many as you can get." In other words; do what you can, but I'll still mark you off (She marked me off when I couldn't get other votes before.). So I try and I fail, thanks partly to a murderer and his like-dad-like-son progeny who have influence in the family, in the government (since Pop-Pop was not only an IRS Agent, but also a volunteer for the Ann Arundel County Courts), and otherwise.

I know why many of my family didn't vote on the project. "Oh; don't help her. She's only doing this for [whatever other reason besides a Stats project]."; "She'll use this and your information against you."; etc. I know how my family works; believe me-- I was more than just born into the family.