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a year ago today
First, in the Random Invertebrate News department: Squid are not only more intelligently designed than humans, and not only the sinister and powerful children of Cthulhu, they've also defeated us in the race for Ruler of the World-- and we gave them the weapons they needed to do it. Also, in a stunningly illogical decision, it's been declared that NYC water is not kosher, due to possible presence of copepods. Clearly there's a vast conspiracy here.
And then I (being home at the moment-- you knew I came home for the night, right?) got a chance to read the big Was Darwin Wrong? article in National Geographic. . Unimpressed, National Geographic, unimpressed. Okay, give them points for daring to *do* it that way, but the article itself didn't seem to know what it was trying to say. I seriously doubt it would have convinced anyone who didn't already believe, and anyone trying to use it to make the argument would probably have just ended up more confused. . . of course, my paleontology class has been very rabidly non-gradualist, so my knee-jerk answer to the question "Was Darwin Wrong?" is "Yes!"
And in a completely transparent segue, in apology for my post yesterday, on the advice of about half my flist,
1. Stop talking about politics for a moment or two.
2. Post a reasonably-sized picture in your LJ, NOT under a cut tag, of something pleasant, such as an adorablekitten squid, or a fluffy white cloud red nudibranch, or a bottle of booze fossil archaeocyathan. Something that has NOTHING TO DO WITH POLITICS.
3. Include these instructions, and share the love.
The bandwidth is stolen, so I'm literally sharing the love. Sorry. But my paleontology class is reminding me of my great and abiding love for marine invertebrates. One of my early memories is begging my parents to let me watch a documentary because the commercials showed Spanish Dancers dancing (the fluffy red thing-- but they're even more beautiful in motion.) That inspired me to go find the report I did in 3rd Grade science on nudibranchs, and in the spirit of the "Post your embarassing juvenilia" meme, here goes:
An Interesting animal is the sea slug. It is a invertebrate, a mollusk. It feeds on seaweed, microscopic animals, and animals that cannot move. These animals live in salt water, along rocky shores. Some ways they protect themselves are camoflage, and fitting into smaller crevises, where the predator cannot get. Although some are poisonous to predators, none are harmful to humans. The young, in the larvae stage, rest on the seabottom to grow. Scientists have found away to use them to learn about the human brain, and are doing tests. Sea slugs, like slugs, are covered with a stiky substance called mucus. They have eyes on sticks. As they grow, they change. When young, they are male, then both, then female. Some enemies of the sea slug are: fish, water birds, and crabs.
So apparently I was fascinated by genderfuck even way back then. :D I also found my fifth grade report on sea cucumbers, but you don't need to know about an elementary school oral report the highlight of which was its subject's ability to vomit its intestines out of its anus.
Plus, I found something I'd *entirely* forgotten about: A Miss Webber-mandated journal which covers all of Third Grade. I'm completely unable to resist the temptation to add it do my lj through the magic of backdating, so keep your eye out. Even though![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
katrianya is probably the only person who also remembers those halcyon days.
Sample entry: May 26, 1992
It's very annoying to have Adam C----- sitting here. Twice he's said that something was somebody else's, when everyone says it isn't. He makes weird noises and this morning he threw a pencil at Dustin. He also keeps singing "long years ago when Mitchell and Adam and Sally were 58,000 years old." He also talks about beer and the devil a lot.
I adored Miss Webber but I must have been an awful little girl. q:
Also, did you know that Halloween 1991, Tootsie Rolls were the most common candy in my neighborhood? I scored 23 of them. Dum-dums were second, at only twelve, and I got eleven packs of smarties. I would scan in the whole bar graph, with all 31 varieties collected, but Mom wants the computer. (And no, it wasn't a school assignment: I was just *that much* of a dork. Yay!)
I may post some actual old Mary-Sue later, if I get more useful stuff done first.
And then I (being home at the moment-- you knew I came home for the night, right?) got a chance to read the big Was Darwin Wrong? article in National Geographic. . Unimpressed, National Geographic, unimpressed. Okay, give them points for daring to *do* it that way, but the article itself didn't seem to know what it was trying to say. I seriously doubt it would have convinced anyone who didn't already believe, and anyone trying to use it to make the argument would probably have just ended up more confused. . . of course, my paleontology class has been very rabidly non-gradualist, so my knee-jerk answer to the question "Was Darwin Wrong?" is "Yes!"
And in a completely transparent segue, in apology for my post yesterday, on the advice of about half my flist,
1. Stop talking about politics for a moment or two.
2. Post a reasonably-sized picture in your LJ, NOT under a cut tag, of something pleasant, such as an adorable
3. Include these instructions, and share the love.
The bandwidth is stolen, so I'm literally sharing the love. Sorry. But my paleontology class is reminding me of my great and abiding love for marine invertebrates. One of my early memories is begging my parents to let me watch a documentary because the commercials showed Spanish Dancers dancing (the fluffy red thing-- but they're even more beautiful in motion.) That inspired me to go find the report I did in 3rd Grade science on nudibranchs, and in the spirit of the "Post your embarassing juvenilia" meme, here goes:
An Interesting animal is the sea slug. It is a invertebrate, a mollusk. It feeds on seaweed, microscopic animals, and animals that cannot move. These animals live in salt water, along rocky shores. Some ways they protect themselves are camoflage, and fitting into smaller crevises, where the predator cannot get. Although some are poisonous to predators, none are harmful to humans. The young, in the larvae stage, rest on the seabottom to grow. Scientists have found away to use them to learn about the human brain, and are doing tests. Sea slugs, like slugs, are covered with a stiky substance called mucus. They have eyes on sticks. As they grow, they change. When young, they are male, then both, then female. Some enemies of the sea slug are: fish, water birds, and crabs.
So apparently I was fascinated by genderfuck even way back then. :D I also found my fifth grade report on sea cucumbers, but you don't need to know about an elementary school oral report the highlight of which was its subject's ability to vomit its intestines out of its anus.
Plus, I found something I'd *entirely* forgotten about: A Miss Webber-mandated journal which covers all of Third Grade. I'm completely unable to resist the temptation to add it do my lj through the magic of backdating, so keep your eye out. Even though
katrianya is probably the only person who also remembers those halcyon days.Sample entry: May 26, 1992
It's very annoying to have Adam C----- sitting here. Twice he's said that something was somebody else's, when everyone says it isn't. He makes weird noises and this morning he threw a pencil at Dustin. He also keeps singing "long years ago when Mitchell and Adam and Sally were 58,000 years old." He also talks about beer and the devil a lot.
I adored Miss Webber but I must have been an awful little girl. q:
Also, did you know that Halloween 1991, Tootsie Rolls were the most common candy in my neighborhood? I scored 23 of them. Dum-dums were second, at only twelve, and I got eleven packs of smarties. I would scan in the whole bar graph, with all 31 varieties collected, but Mom wants the computer. (And no, it wasn't a school assignment: I was just *that much* of a dork. Yay!)
I may post some actual old Mary-Sue later, if I get more useful stuff done first.
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Want to go see African Drumming on Thursday?
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You shouldn't be reading my friendslist at all if you don't want to learn more than you want to know; I post stuff in comments and communities that's tailored to a completely different audience. Mom learned that a long time ago, you should have too. q:
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(And it's not that I'm particularly disturbed by what I might find, just, ah, momentarily surprised? And it's not like I really learned anything new; you have been known to cover the subject in this journal from time to time..)
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Did you make a papier maché model that looked like some kind of bizarre sex toy?
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No papier mache. Plenty of diagrams though. I bet Mom's got it somewhere, you should go find. (;
Deserved pokage
So now that you've been poked I suppose I'm done for a while since I doubt you're about to respond here either. And neurosis does scare some people. Communication isn't unpleasant I don't think, perhaps squidesque color change would help. Nah probably turn into yet another twist of words not spoken. Tofurkey I say, tofurkey and *poke*
If you care to acknowledge my existance,
~Ev
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nice!
Defininately makes me wish I had kept journals when I was younger. Perhaps I did, but I certainly didnt keep them. Shucks.
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Well, okay, in sixth grade they were better than mine. But I'm not entirely ashamed of my love for trashy girl novels. Just, *sweet valley*? oh god no. Maybe I was being sarcastic, this was the age before emoticons after all q: