New Meat

I'm going to need a new meat machine. It is a happy chance that I just might be able to pull this one off. Current model is still viable, but it is requiring more and more maintenance to stay functional. Even at peak efficiency it is hardly the machine it was a few short years ago. I watch the technical journals and plant seeds here and there in the collective unconscious. Brilliant new imaging and data storage systems grow exponentially more complex. Gleefully I observe the processes and dream of the new meat. Weather it takes the shape of a digital mainframe driving a muscle and bone avatar or a full meat brain transfer to a newly grown bioship is of little importance. I think some gills would be nice, maybe some crocodile blood to help process an atmosphere rich in carbon dioxide and methane. Optical receptors from a mantis shrimp and the olfactory organs from a mako. Hell, lets throw in a few thousand stacked electroplaques from a knifefish. That's right, when I grow up I want to be a sea monster. In the mean time I'm going to make an appointment with the massage therapist, the chiropractor and the physical therapist.  Got to hold this aging meat machine together for at least another twenty years.