Moving Right Along: Mad Science Sunday: When Incubation Starts To Look Better Than Cultivation

Sara...

...is a happy, ordinary, middle-aged, suburban woman who paints odd pictures, gardens in a straw hat, lives with the love of her life, is owned by one cat and the ghosts of several others, and walks a little funny 'cause she has a fake leg. She started this website because there's more to life than what we lose, and we need to let each other know what's possible, even if it's only a happy, ordinary life.

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I just want you to know that I drank an awful lot of root beer flavored, high fructose corn syrup sweetened soda this week, and all in the name of Mad Science.

Voilà!

Now, the problem is that the process that needs to happen before the next phase of our experiment can commence is taking its sweet time and may not happen at all. Regard:

As you can see, though significantly smaller than last week, the severed limb test subject, which I am starting to think about in terms of Cinderella's never mentioned third ugly stepsister's misguided attempt to avoid trying to fit into the glass slipper at all in a messy and ill-fated "Well, it used to fit me, but that was before" scenario, has still not attained the slenderness necessary to make it through the opening at the top of the now clean and ready soda bottle.

Test subject severed leg experiencing stepsister-like fitting issues.

Squeezing did not extract further discernible moisture. Also, the limb overall now has an odd texture. Though mostly dry and yet still slightly damp, with an appreciably hard core when squished between thumb and forefinger, the texture of the limb reminds me of worn out elastic, sort of foamy and saggy. I just don't know how much further reduction in size is going to be possible. I think I'm going to need a wider mouthed bottle to proceed to the next phase, perhaps a juice bottle or glass cider jug. I shall wait until next Sunday to gauge progress and decide whether or not to go that route.

But we want mad science now! And the bottle is all ready! And my pancreas has gone through a lot this week to make it so!

No problem. Santa to the rescue.

Two packaged Santa clones, ready for incubation.

While in the West Concord 5 & 10 yesterday on just the tiniest little bit of a spree, I discovered these items. I believe they are clone seeds developed from the epithelial cells of Santa himself. I believe they are instant, just add water and mix.

(No, that's not what it says on the labels, but I can read between the lines. This is the kind of nuanced thinking that grants me such potential in this field.)

I don't know what good it will do for amputees or the species in general, but can it really hurt to have fraternal twin Santa clones incubating in my kitchen/laboratory? Can it?