Okay, I really am related to half the county.
Someone pulls up, and I step outside with that "Can I help you?" look on my face. A lady gets out of the car and says "Hi, I'm Betty, remember me?" It was the folks we'd bought the house from. They'd unearthed a sign while unpacking that has this house number on it, which doesn't do them any good, so they wanted to drop it off. We chatted for a couple and she said "You know, my momma was a [last name]." "Oh?" says I. This is not that unusual, around here, for someone to say they know a [lastname] or ask if I'm related to such-and-such Lastname; it's a very common last name around here. 1It's a little more unusual to meet someone who is one that I don't already know. "Yea, do you know Clifford and Edward?"
"Yea, they're my cousins. Well, my dad's cousin's sons."
We didn't get into how she was related to them, but wow, talk about random. I need to email my dad and see if we can figure out where they're hooked in.
1. When I first started working at the community college, there was an issue with my computer account. I called in about it, and the tech asked "Okay, what's your last name?" I giggled and told him. There was a pause, then, "There's, um, 14 of you in here. What's your first name?"