Bornean Ground-Cuckoo (Carpococcyx radiceus), family Cuculidae, order Cuculiformes, Sabah, Borneo
photograph by PH Teoh
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Bornean Ground-Cuckoo (Carpococcyx radiceus), family Cuculidae, order Cuculiformes, Sabah, Borneo
photograph by PH Teoh
Just some of B. Dylan Hollis’ funniest moments, because we could all use a bit of a laugh.
had a dream that there was this new tiktok trend called "scrubbing" where people would take images of fictional characters and put them in images of bathtubs and drag around transparent pngs of soap and brushes with their tiktok art tablets and like liquify tool their hair down to mimic giving them a shower. and people would get into flamewars in the comments of every single video over the types of soap they picked and if the images had decently removed backgrounds and if they got soap in their eyes. and it got onto the news because it turned out everyone doing the trend was doing it compulsively like they physically couldn't stop and each video was a solid few minutes long because they were just collectively obsessively recording themselves fake-showering these fictional characters and arguing about it online
for the record I have never used tiktok and like explicitly in the dream I learned about it secondhand from a discord server so there's that also which is funny I think
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Closest match: Mya arenaria isolate MELC-2E11 chromosome 1 Common name: Soft-Shell Clam
This damn site. If I described this site as accurately as I could, I would be unable to justify the time I spend here.
taste my steel you stupid citrus
I draw you hot shirtless knights and THIS is what gets me 1k notes?????? wow
NOT THIS ONE CMON STOP I CANNOT PROCESS THIS POST GETTING TO 10K I WILL JUST DIE
Here’s the thing: authors know when they get a rec on an older story. There’s a telltale uptick of kudos (with a 10-15% comment rate if you’re lucky) in your digest email.
The thing is, there’s no way to know where these people are coming from. In the before, when fandom was more in the corners we all knew about, you could search LJ or a message board or whatever social bookmarking site we were using. You could join the community and participate.
You could get a little dopamine hit by seeing someone tell their friends why they loved your story.
Anymore, those recs are hidden in discords, or in tiktoks or instagram slideshows that you can’t search for. They’re inaccessible, not discoverable unless you’re already there. You may never know why 27 people left kudos on an old story of yours, what they liked and found in your writing. You just get the thumbs up and a kinda lonely feeling, cause these could be your people. You could like them, maybe. You could be friends.
But you’ll never find out why they stopped by, or what people are saying about you behind your back, and that’s sad.
So thank you to the people who still do public rec lists on this webbed site. You are my sunshine, and I’m appreciative of all of you.
If you are recced a fic and enjoyed it, leave a comment telling the author where you came from! We like to know!
i was watching a video about how regional cheeses are made around the world, and was shown a type of mozzarella called zizzona (the z/zz pronounced like the 'zz' in 'pizza', with a 'tz' sound), which, yes, means "mother's breast".
so rest easy tonight knowing they have titty cheese in italy.
they also make special GIANT 66lb zizzona
so rest easy tonight knowing they have hummina hummina aWOOGAH iyiyiyiyi GAZONGA cheese in italy
do you think bowser ever gets anxious after kidnapping peach again that he went too far this time and he calls mario up in the middle of the night to make sure they’re still on for tennis and gokarting next weekend
painstakingly dialing mario’s landline on a comically small telephone only for luigi to pick up instead and he has to ask him to put his brother on the phone. not that luigi isn’t part of weekend plans, but like this is really more of a mario & bowser situation and it’d be rude to drag his brother into it if there’s a problem. so anyway then luigi puts the receiver down to go get his brother and bowser sits there tapping his claws on his table and this is agony, actually, he shouldn’t have called at all, it’s late enough at his castle so it has to be even later over in the mushroom kingdom. but just as he’s about to put the phone down, mario answers all chipper—mario mario speaking, who’s-a calling? which is a ridiculous question because there’s no way luigi didn’t already tell him.—and bowser has to ask him. look, mario, i know i dangled peach in a bird cage over a pit of lava the other day, and when you showed up, i let my son throw giant flaming hammers at you, and there’s no hard feelings about that, right? and there’s a few seconds of silence before mario laughs and reassures him it’s all in the day’s work of a plumber, an explanation bowser has never thought to really question since he only knows two plumbers and it does all seem pretty in their wheelhouse. and then he’s embarrassed for worrying so much so he tries to end the call quickly, but mario just ribs him about how badly he’s going to lose the next race, and then he starts asking bowser how junior is, and does bowser want any of the leftovers since he and luigi really do cook way too much for two, be a shame to let it go to waste. and by the time bowser manages to hang up, this has gone from leftovers into him and junior and the koopalings all being invited over to the mario household for dinner, so long as they don’t park their airship on the front lawn and leave the cannons at home.
op approved tags. you’re the only person here who sees my vision
a writer looking appraisingly at a bunch of tropes, and instead of "fuck, marry, kill," it's "use, avert, subvert"
Avatar Aang, age 17, once got clocked in the face by Firelord Zuko, age 20, because he forgot Zuko is deaf in his left ear and has no peripheral vision on that side either. And made the mistake of not announcing he was right next to Zuko, resulting in jumpscaring the Firelord and being on the receiving end of Zuko's fight or flight response. Unfortunately for Aang, Zuko always chooses "fight".
Aang goes down and somewhere in Zuko's hindbrain, a millisecond before he properly processes the situation, his inner ponytail!prince starts shouting FINALLY FUCKING CAUGHT THE AVATAR
Fortunately what comes out is just fuck fuck fuck
We put glow collars on the dogs when we walk them at night, and it is Extremely™️ effective on Boswell
a ‘hot minute’ can be both a very short period of time, and a very long one. however, a hot minute in the past (“It's been a hot minute since I've seen you!”) is most often a long duration, while a hot minute in the future (“I'll be with you in a hot minute!”) is most often a short duration. this suggests some very strange things about the temperature of time.
Doppler effect
OP showing how Michelin-starred restaurants plate your food to make it look way out of your league. Everything was filmed with the actual ingredients. (cr 林大也晚年食光)
I am obsessed with using a vibrator to obtain pomegranate arils
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It's unintuitive, I think, how slow the speed of light actually is.
It's about fifty million times faster than a running person. Not a trillion, not a billion. Fifty million.
the fact that it takes light over a second (!) to reach the moon is wild, I mean the moon is right there
really?
damn...
You can fit every single planet in the solar system between earth and the moon
It is Right There, but also, Jupiter AND Saturn can fit in there too
it has a 'light speed' button (bottom right) that shows you how much empty space there is in our solar system and how long it takes light from our sun to travel that is honestly mind boggling
So one of the funny things about materials science is that Brilluoin zone diagrams for crystal lattices look like they come straight out of a medieval grimoire.
I cast spell of <111> silicon
Check out the x-ray diffraction pattern image of the reciprocal lattice of icosahedrite. Found only at the blast sites of intense meteorite impacts and nuclear bombs.
What the fuck. The only known naturally occurring example is extraterrestrial in origin, it was brought to earth by a meteorite 4.5 billion years ago.
Showed the icosahedrite diffraction pattern to a coworker and she said, verbatim, "what kind of quasicrystal bullshit is this"
Here's the peer-reviewed PNAS article that pentagram picture comes from.
Ok ok I'm taking off my materials science hat and putting on my science communication hat for a sec. I have a Master's in this field but quasicrystals aren't my forte, so apologies to my PhD followers if I'm off-base.
There's a reason we're reacting like this! To a materials scientist it doesn't just look spooky, it looks wrong. Uncanny valley-wrong, like convincing footage of Bigfoot riding the Loch Ness Monster. For the longest time, nobody believed that 5 sides could happen at all. This was assumed to be completely impossible.
Let me tell u about crystals.
A crystal is an ordered arrangement of atoms. Glass is not a crystal, steel is polycrystalline (individual grains are crystals, but they bump up against each other at misaligned boundaries), salt is a crystal, graphite is a crystal.
Crystals have "rotational symmetry," meaning that there is some way to rotate the pattern and lay it back on top of itself to match. Because of Math and Physics, the only possible rotational symmetries you can get in crystals are two-, three-, four-, and six-fold. Think, like, square or triangular or hexagonal grids, but in three dimensions.
The green image five reblogs back is not a picture of individual atoms, but rather something called a diffraction pattern. You can analyze diffraction patterns to learn how the atoms on a crystal's surface are arranged. That pattern tells us that the atoms of crystalline silicon, sliced along a particular angle called the <111> plane, look like this:
Anyway, two- three- four- or six-fold symmetry, that's it. We long believed that a crystal categorically could not have any other type of symmetry. Crystals were also assumed to be "periodic," meaning that they have "translational symmetry" – if you shift the entire lattice in particular directions, you could lay it over itself perfectly. Like if you took a sheet of graph paper (four-fold symmetry) and shifted the whole thing one square to the left, you end up with the same sheet of graph paper.
The ominous red image shows a diffraction pattern with five-fold rotational symmetry, which should be impossible. Except, if you could somehow construct a crystal without translational symmetry, you could make it happen. We didn't discover them until the 1980's, and we call them "quasicrystals."
This is an image of what happens to aluminum-palladium-manganese when you do some insane stuff to it with high pressures and temperatures. The quasicrystal is "aperiodic," with no long-range periodicity, meaning that there is no guaranteed way to shift it and rotate it such that it always lines up with itself again. You can spot some local translational symmetries and repeated structures, but they don't hold up over the whole lattice.
In the 1980's, aperiodic tilings were mostly just a fun trick of mathematics. Very few people believed they could show up in real atomic crystals. The unexpected discovery of quasicrystals in 1982 was so wild that Dan Shechtman, the guy who first described them in a sample of aluminum-manganese, won the Nobel Prize.
That's him on the left explaining quasicrystals to a bunch of incredulous and delighted physicists at NIST. This is what physicists look like when they learn something new and exciting, btw, it's pretty great. I love his mustache.
Anyway since 1982, quasicrystals were known to exist only in two places: laboratories, and "trinitite" – the fused desert sand in New Mexico from the Trinity test, the first atomic bomb. It wasn't until 2010 that we found naturally-formed quasicrystals in that meteorite – icosahedrite, an aluminum-copper-iron mineral.
Here's the other cool bit: Contrary to what you might expect, icosahedrite likely didn't actually form on impact with the ground! Analysis of the isotopes in the sample indicates that the quasicrystal likely formed in deep space and was brought to Earth in this form[1]. Wild!
Fun fact, aperiodic tilings with a limited number of unique tiles are tricky to make, but they show up in sophisticated art from the Islamic golden age. This is a mosaic in the Darb-e Imam shrine in Iran, built in the 15th century:
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