Mummified Cake

The other night (other than all the other nights that it wasn't) I was reading in my large animal theriogenology text about removing calves from cow wombs. Part and parcel to that topic, is that of mummified fetuses. And I'm pretty sure I read about them somewhere toward the end of said evening's light reading period. That night (next morning), I dreamt that the wife of my employer JK offered me some mummified cake to eat -- apparently she regarded it as a delicacy. I have been offered food on a variety of occasions while working at J&J Farming, but I trust to the good character and good taste of JK that my dream will never come true.

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Yesterday I spent some time in the lab -- doing some research, and doing even more talking. I asked one of the other workers what she thought about the "right to die" act (which people may often support because they don't want people suffering tremendously). She opined that the pain associated with terminal illnesses (e.g. cancer) can do a lot to make the sufferer a better person. Some would call that calloused... but from a Christian point of view it's pretty much on the mark.