The fact that my family is crazy probably doesn't come as a surprise to anyone who knows me. I am pretty wacky myself, so it's not much of a stretch that my parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles all have some quirks. But I was reminded of this again over the weekend. During the course of a family birthday celebration many topics of conversation come up. At one point we began discussing the space program. That's when it got crazy. My uncle (the fisherman type) piped up with his conspiracy theory that we've never actually landed on the Moon. Now I know this idea has been circulated before, but he really believes it. He told us his whole theory on why Russia and the U.S. would want to lie about going to the Moon.
Then my grandmother chimed in. She thinks all the hurricanes, tsunamis and earthquakes have been caused by disruptions in the Earth's atmosphere when the rockets and shuttles go into orbit. So basically, the space program is the root cause of natural disasters. I'm not sure what her response is to the fact that there have always been hurricanes and earthquakes. Maybe she's just concerned that the shuttle is increasing the frequency of such events.
It's conversations like these that make me worry about continuing the genetic line of my family. Maybe God is keeping me single for a reason...a sort of divinely appointed natural selection.