rawmilkandrubberboots

When you were a kid (if you’re an adult now that is) a common question asked to you was ‘What do you want to be when you grow up?’ most children will shout the stereotypic “policeman”, “doctor”, “fire truck!”, “hockey player” some derivative thereof.  My reply was the first of the stereotypic responses of the pre-pubertal youth, even today I get “stupid” (according to the better half) when a police car rushes down our street.

The further into my grade schooling the more I fell in love with sciences, especially biological sciences.  After a brief layover on the pharmacy bandwagon my choice swayed to my love for animals.  I wanted to be a veterinarian.

After my high school graduation I packed up and left for agricultural college.  Huh, imagine that… the outport boy from Newfoundland going to an AGRICULTURAL college!  The closest I’d ever been to a cow was the 2% milk sitting in the fridge.

Well here I am, seven years later.  Vet school?! HAHAHAHAHA! NOOOOOOO!  That’s a story for another time, maybe.  I am a graduate student studying dairy nutrition and milk quality.  My head is full of useful/useless information like ’soil is not dirt’ and ‘the tomato is really a berry’.

What on earth would someone like me have to blog about?  Well, I believe that the media has corrupted the non-scientific minds to believe certain things… afterall if it’s on tv is HAS to be true!  Issac Asimov once said “Science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom”, so with that stitched to the sleeve of my coveralls I will slip into my rubber boots and bust the myths of the agricultural world, some of which are buried deep within the scientific journals that litter every surface I’ve come in contact with over that last two years.

So pour up a glass of milk, crack an egg and enjoy the ride!

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