'Get It Done'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Announcement: I have met the armadillo, and he doesn't look at all like Winston Churchill, nor like any other prime minister I can remember.
Analysis: ADORABLE!
Wheee!
When Ben was about 6 months old, if he was "reading" a magazine, or book, he looked like Winston Churchill, if Winston Churchill was a fat Gerber baby. And with his sunglasses on, he looked like King Farouk.
I'm in the lab and I'm BORED and I'm procrastinating on the internets. Give me links, entertainment, ANYTHING people!
Anybody want a Vox invite? I've got two!
Give me links, entertainment, ANYTHING people!
Um...
There are monsters among us, true killing machines. They can see in the dark and hear a range of frequency fully three times broader than ours and sounds ten times as faint. Some can run at 70 miles per hour across uneven ground and turn on a dime. They possess the strength, balance, and raw power any human athlete/gymnast would kill for. And, if they happen to lock in on you while you're unarmed, helplessly alone in the twilight wilderness, their preternatural eyes gleaming, their toothy maws yawning in ghoulish anticipation of easy prey, you might as well cut your throat; before they do it for you. So, what could be a better subject for one of the biggest meanest blogs around on Friday Cat Blogging, Daily Kos style, than some of the largest, meanest predators of all time?
First thing I could find....
sure theo!
For a minute, I forgot "armadillo" was an alias, and had a really strange image there for a second.
So you know how a few months back my monitor got fuzzy and they finally gave me a new-to-me one? It's twitching. Or flinching. Something. I'm supposedly getting a flatscreen when the interns depart. But aieeeeee. It's kind of freaky.
Ooh, killer cats. Nice.
Friday Cephalopod - Octopus cyanea
I like the caption to the picture:
You may be wondering what they're doing. Here's a hint: that's a male below, and a female above. Here's another hint: that's his specialized third arm, the hectocotyl limb. Third hint: it's in her oviduct.
Worksafe, unless your boss reads the captions of the cartoon below the picture and is easily offended by implied cartoon cephalopod sexuality....
This is worse than Jayne being in charge of Public Relations....
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