The only use for pigeons.

Were you to gut me and read my entrails just now, I'm almost certain that they'd foretell horrible things.

I feel awful.

However, an interesting note is this: I've been nauseous most of the time for days now, and food is, in most cases, repellent. But I pulled two brand new species of parasites out of swordfish (Do not eat the stuff. It is filled with the little blighters.) including one that was an inch and a half long and had distinctly visible organs, both soft and hard bits. I pulled it out with my hands, without instruments, not at all realizing what it would be. And it did not really turn my stomach. It was interesting. I showed it to the butchers. Blueberries, however? Bread? Disgusting. Horrific.

Oh. Speaking of reading entrails: how does one learn to do this? I have ample opportunity, clearly, and only lack a bit of instruction.