tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8392042631938516820.post-60684736616228823092008-04-05T09:12:00.000-07:002008-04-05T09:22:37.756-07:002008-04-05T09:22:37.756-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LjbQqYdKkVs/R_enQUDfC1I/AAAAAAAAAko/MM7CSzEbTlI/s1600-h/familyy+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185797394643487570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LjbQqYdKkVs/R_enQUDfC1I/AAAAAAAAAko/MM7CSzEbTlI/s400/familyy+054.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Blog-a-hol-ic: One who creates blogs like Angelina Jolie collects children. I have a new blog to let you know about: <a href="http://www.maggotslovethemeat.com/">http://www.maggotslovethemeat.com/</a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>It is rather self-evident. No head scratching needed. Its my new slogan of the week. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I could post pictures of the human variation of this particular phenomena; I am not above this type of thing on a primal level. But evolution provided me with a human brain, as opposed to a reptile brain, so I choose to focus on the points of greatest leverage. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Today's post on <a href="http://www.maggotslovethemeat.com/">http://www.maggotslovethemeat.com/</a> is "Never did the flesh fly ask why". When the choice is meat or quantum theory or the existence of God, the flesh fly enjoys their prey; they honor their host with their presence, and when the meat is gone, they move on. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Dense Milthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15100032340493991873noreply@blogger.com