By Jennifer Welch I’m not very good at existential questions, especially those along the lines of: which came first, the chicken or the egg? It could have been the chicken just as easily as it could have been the egg, if you ask me. But does any of it really matter when we consider that chickens are actually tiny T-Rex’s which we have basically domesticated? Perhaps we should stop asking questions and take a small moment to give ourselves a pat on the back for that one. But truly, if I’m being honest, I dislike this question because I reject ...
