If possible, I love Poland even more now, because one of my great uncles got the geneology bug and now it seems my mother's grandmother was an illegal immigrant. Twice. Once in Germany and once to the US. Best guess at the evidence seems to point at her maybe being a Silesian cousin of the Beyers of Bavaria.
I had to work with a Hungarian contractor this last week. He was short, swarthy, and completely batshit insane. Kind of like Westwind's catalog.
PS: Oh god we're threadjacking here, too. This is your fault.
