Okay, before I give you any advice, you should probably know who you're dealing with here. This evening I dropped an entire box of garlic powder on myself and my kitchen. I don't even USE garlic powder usually, but I had it in hand today for SOME REASON - although not for long. Yeesh. I'm thinking we're making a mistake with the whole military drone use stuff. What we need to have our drones do is to drop boxes of garlic powder in the kitchens of our enemies. They will be entirely neutralized, being busy for the rest of their lives, scrubbing stupid garlic powder out of everything in the known universe. It is non-violent, if not entirely humane.
This is the level of genius you're accessing here. And I don't even charge a subscription fee.
Nonetheless, I'm here to tell you that you should come back tomorrow, because I'm intending to post about meeting my meat. That is, I went up to the Abbey that we buy our beef from, and I did meet the cows, and I saw a brand-new baby cow, and best of all, I got to hang out with some of the nuns who take care of it all, and it was beautiful. But tonight I am so tired that my eyes are malfunctioning (and I smell like garlic), so tune in tomorrow! I have brand-new baby calf pictures!