Brad and I went to the grocery store together tonight, and I said we needed more of those plastic containers designed for storing leftovers in the refrigerator. He asked if I was planning on cleaning out the science experiment that last weekend’s chili has become. I said, "Oh, I thought those were single use containers only. You put the food in, leave it in the fridge for a long time, and then throw the whole thing away without daring to open the lid, right?" We had a good laugh. And bought some more plastic containers with airtight snap on lids.
It reminded me of 8th grade Gifted and Talented where I first really fell in love with science. I grew my own bacteria cultures on agar plates and stained them and looked at their wonders under the microscope. The last really fun science I did was at Wellesley, doing gel electrophoresis runs and breeding Drosophila melanogaster flies.
I suppose little flies are spontaneously generating in the chili which is still in the fridge.
Thoughts In Random Patterns 