So I make and package a lot of jerky. This means I stare at a lot of jerky. All day, every day, six days a week I stare at jerky. I have noticed I am starting to see things in the jerky, a phenomenon known as Pareidolia which is the psychological phenomenon involving a stimulus (an image or a sound) wherein the mind perceives a familiar pattern of something where none actually exists (thanks Wikipedia!). Holy Science Big G!!
I'm sure everyone has looked up in the sky and saw a cloud that looked like a rabbit or a face, but in my world, it happens with strips of beef jerky. I have kept these thoughts all to myself for fear of public ridicule, but I realized that I only see stupid things and there is very little to glean from my jerky visions. It's never anything important.There's no Virgin Mary. No I see a Fat Cartoon Elvis, a backhoeasaurus, and pretty swans floating on questionable boulders. I have included a few examples of what I'm talking about. It's like a meat based rorschach test. Come and take a journey into the mind of Big G if you dare.
What do you see in the meats? How does the meat make you feel? Can you believe they let me have a blog and this is what I choose to do with it?