sign from the almighty

This puts the Jewish miracle of Channukah to shame. Massive Manure Fire Burns Into Third Month MILFORD, Neb. (AP) -- Urban dwellers who enjoy dining on filet mignon at five-star restaurants would probably just as soon not know about David Dickinson's dilemma. Bad for the appetite, you know. But Dickinson, who makes his living in the cattle business, has an environmental problem on his hands that is vexing state officials: a 2,000-ton pile of burning cow manure. Do all of you guys know what cow chips are? I didn't. I may have been scarred for life as a result, back in the 3rd grade. It was Arbor Day, and we West Terrace Elementary School students were planting a tree in the playground to celebrate. Alright everyone, put on your gloves and put these cow chips into the hole! I guess I intuited that the cow chips were manure, but it came too late. A stray strand of manure blew onto my tongue. Ack. Manure's similarity to shredded pork (Asian side dish) in texture and appearance doesn't extend to any of the other senses. I know. Is someone trying to send me a sign? Should I move to Milford, Nebraska and farm? Should I go to the polar opposite of Milford (approximately halfway between Sri Lanka and the coast of Antarctica, according to my World Book Globe)? Should I open up a cow chip restaurant? What am I being told? Or maybe I'm just being dumb. Back to the lab report...