Now it’s beginning to look rather funky:
Still, the grapefruit has a way to go before the description of “funky” turns into “gross” and time to put it out of its misery by sending the wasted fruit to the Dipsy Dumpster, or give it to my neighbor for using it as compost for her spring garden.
For someone who hasn’t eaten in a while, the shriveling orb would still look appetizing, I suppose; and a starving individual would probably not think twice about gobbling it down. Maybe had I tried eating it last week as considered, I wouldn’t have caught this nasty bug, causing my bronchitis for the past several days.
On second thought, it may have killed me as well. Perhaps in sticking my head inside the refrigerator with my camera to take these silly pictures may have contributed to my unsavory condition. Better yet, maybe mold spores from the decomposing citrus sailed into my mouth or up my nose and contaminated my pulmonary passageways. Nah, that’s the most ridiculous thing I have ever written.
So, the investigation continues into its eighth week. Stay tune for further updates.