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SCIENCE MARCHES FORWARD: OPOSSUM REMAINS INERT (email the scientist)
Woke up this morning with the early birds. Primarily because they won't shut up. I don't understand how they ever get the worm, what with the noise they make. Why that damned Korean dog won't kill the birds is also a mystery to me but they continue to chirp away like some sick Disney animatronics experiment on speed.
Rushed out to check my project and it looked like this.
It's beginning to resemble several things my mom used to make for dinner in the 70s. I felt a warm pang of familial nostalgia but washed it away to return to science. A friend of note, notes (obviously!) that the picture above is also remeniscent of several delicious Weight watcher recipes of the 70's all of which can be perused at candyboots. With friends and family out of my mind I was more reminded of something the three hags in Macbeth might have been cooking up. I also noted that the opossum seems to be spreading.
The bag-based smell trap seems to be working.
Also, some clever reader noted the shovel-head in the background of one of yesterday's images (please remember to click on the images to see the larger versions) and inquired gently. Fact is that I'm making some underground space for a white owl I've had in a bag.
Yeah,
I know this seems to be turning into a sick pattern.
There is a clear settling of the opossum into the water, and if most of these maggots don't become flies (or learn to swim) pretty quickly they will be consigned to the dung heap of history in some pretty short order.
While I'm looking at all of this it occurs to me that someday I'm going to have to tip that bucket over and it's not gonna be pretty. Maybe I can just puncture the bottom and run like Hell as it drains. When that day does come I will have my significant other video the process so even if I should die in the process, my contributions to science will go on beyond my own time on this earth.
BTW? After watching the opossum for a mere six days I'm pretty partial to cremation if it comes to that.
Anyway...
Some Rubrics By Which we can Judge
the Hideosity of The Project |
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| Smell: It's actually mellowing out a little as more and more of the opossum sinks. |
Consistency: Mom's vegetable soup poured over roast beef |
Visual Appeal: Remember that one look you accidentally took at the bottom of a music festival portapotty before you learned to avert your eyes? |
Bloating: Maggots seem to have nicely perforated the thing, so bloating is reduced. May have to come up with a different rubric*. |
*Suggestions happily accepted. I'm leaning towards "reduction" now, but that seems to impinge on consistency...Science is fraught with complication!