Hit it with a Rock
I’m a big fan of the scientific method, not just to test theories, but to make decisions: define the problem, weigh your options and their consequences and choose the one that best solves the problem. Oddly enough, I also like when people make split-second decisions. It all filters into the scientific process, but with decreased deliberation time. Like the kids who come across something new. What is it? I don’t know; let’s hit it with a rock. That’s an option, and the consequences will often lead to new information regarding the mysterious item. Or, like my doctor, who faced with four mysterious bumps on my hand earlier this week, said, “I’m not sure what those are. Let’s freeze them!” So we did. The smallish bumps turned into four larger bumps that are curiously transparent and obviously filled with blood and a clear liquid. I’ve accidentally popped two of them, which have filled back up, but not to their initial impressive size. I think they’re neat and am enjoying watching their progress. I have noticed cashiers staring at them though, as they’re quite visible, especially when I’m fumbling around with my wallet. I wonder if freezing any spot of skin will produce blood blisters, or if that it a unique quality to my mystery bumps. I’m just glad the doc didn’t look at my hand and suggest hitting it with a rock.
Dinner last night: Vegetable Lasagna Rolls, corn on the cob, leftover carrot salad