It mainly spreads by skin-to-skin contact and only rarely by air.

Jan

I on the other hand was raised on a 4000 acre ranch. We raised cattle for sale to slaughter houses. If there was ever a calf that was blind, our family would raise it to butcher and eat. We would also raise chickens, pigs, guineas and rabbits for food.
I feel that there is a closeness to the animal when you feed it every day, tend it when it is sick and even hold it while it dies. You then process the meat and never once do you forget where it came from, and you are thankful.
I quit eating meat 4 years ago in my mid 20s. I was in Chicago and would see signs like ‘8 thighs and mashed potatoes - $6.99′ This appalled me to such an extent that I could no longer support eating meat. Killing 4 chickens that you raised, processing them etc, would take you 6 hours or so (and it’s dirty nasty work). Now you don’t even have to leave the comforts of your car to get a bucket –and, you’d complain if it took 6 minutes.
People have become so detached from what the product was that they wouldn’t even eat meat if they had to butcher it. -That bothers me the most. The separation is so great that you can leave your house, never touch soil, get in your car and be back with whatever meat you want without thinking about the word animal once.
It’s kind of a rant, and not the normal route to being vegetarian, but that is the main reason for me not eating meat. I don’t want to be part of that process any longer.
In today’s market, there are products that resemble meat so well that you’d never know. I have books and books of vegetarian recipes that are good. I would be interested in the alfredo recipe that you mentioned. Making me hungry.

Thanks,
Charles

It’s all ridiculous but funny at the same time… this blog that I linked to occasionally has interesting stuff, occasionally has stuff even I disagree with/find ridiculous… but most of the time it’s just passably-funny time-passers.

But Superbugs! You’re right-sounds dangerous and sci-fi!

Again, as I’ve said a lot lately, sorry for the delayed response.

If you’d ever like to talk about any of it, feel free to contact me on here, or drop me an email (if you don’t know my email let me know and I’ll get it to ya).

I hope I do hear from you. And in fact, I may do a somewhat related post soon, just to see if that gets your attention to come back and talk so more, if this doesn’t work.

Yeah, you weren’t being the best Christian back then, but I can only think of a couple people who WERE really living it around me back then. Anyway, I’m incredibly glad I can call you friend as well and I sure wish I got to see you… ya know… SOMETIMES…

Maybe some day we’ll have to meet halfway and do lunch with our families in tow.

My friend, I have looked all through my logs of spam filtered that was questionable and therefore was put in a moderation queue… while many adds for home loans and poker sites made it through, yours did not. I doubt you’ll ever come here and read this again, but on the off chance that you do, I apologize for the comment being filtered off. If it was riddled with offensive language or if it had many many links in it, that would do it, but otherwise I’m not sure.

I hope if you do come back here and see this, that you would feel free to post again and try to avoid either of those behaviors if that was what kept it out before… or if you rather, you could post on your own blog and pingback/trackback to me and I’ll make sure those are shown in comments if they’re not already.

Thank you again for visiting and sorry it took me so long to respond.

I whole-heartly admit I was not being the best christian ever when we were running around back in the day. Linda and I both used to talk at work about how someday you’d grow up and realize. Of course, as suspected, you’ve taken the less traveled path and discovered true happiness. I’m fortunate to call you a friend - hope things are going well. I’ll keep you in my prayers.