If you have me networked on del.icio.us, I apologize for the recent (and probably ongoing) slew of bookmarks. I hit a mid-week cranky period, and applied fanfiction as directed.
I think sometimes about sexing chickens. Not the sexual congress of man and poultry - like any Congress, I suspect this is the refuge of the desperately untalented - but rather the early determination of a chick's sex.