Here's a picture to spruce things up -- it's called "Portledge," and it was a manor in Devonshire that I guess was in my family for 900 years? Sounds fun. I hope my turn is coming up soon.

Somehow got caught up in genealogy again this week. Confirmed Ben Franklin's my third cousin nine times removed. Yay -- I feel like watching "National Treasure" now. And this was neat -- you know Martha's Vineyard? My great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather named it -- for his first wife. (Her name was Martha, in case you were curious.)