This morning, the starter was completely separated: one layer of doughy-floury-gook and one layer of purplish-clear liquid. This afternoon, though, everything seemed to be united and little bubbles were forming. This is how it is now. Those bubbles, methinks, are CO2. That can only mean one thing: (cue lightning) (cue Frankenstein music) IT’S ALIVE! IT’S ALIVE!