NOOOOOO!
The back cover of Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter by Seth Grahame-Smith, due March 2.
This is relevant to so many of your interests.
The Pistol Shrimp is the loudest creature in the sea. To hunt, it blasts out an explosive stream of bubbles as hot as the sun and stuns its prey with the shock wave.
Some species of Pistol Shrimp also have pretty good teamwork with Goby fishes:
Some pistol shrimp species share burrows with goby fishes in a symbiotic relationship. The burrow is built and tended by the pistol shrimp, and the goby provides protection by watching out for danger. When both are out of the burrow, the shrimp maintains contact with the goby using its antenna. The goby, having the better vision, alerts the shrimp of danger using a characteristic tail movement, and then both retreat into the safety of the shared burrow.So far this association has been observed in species that inhabit coral reef habitats.
Shit. And I thought the Mantis Shrimp was dangerous.
most awesome. video. ever. “last person” jenny owen youngs. (via mazchiong)
myspace videos load so shittily for me, but eeeeeeeeee!
HI HI, THIS IS ME BEING GIDDY ABOUT OLP PLAYING THE ENTIRETY OF CLUMSY AND SPIRITUAL MACHINES ON TOUR. Maybe I really will quit my job and follow them around.
Also, this tweet reminded me of that Terry Pratchett quote: Five exclamation marks, the sure sign of an insane mind. Yes, Mr. Maida?
…And I’m Not Going To Wait Until Christmas!
We did spend two hours yesterday talking about Ocular Rape…
They let us play with markers but I keep trying to draw infinity.
fuckyeahsayanything:(via alexabear)
Weird things that happened in my dream last night.
* My thirty some odd year old roommate (and by roommate I mean we were actually sharing a bedroom somewhere) told me all about her crush on her best friend and then showed me a video of them falling into a fountain together.
* Noel Fielding tried to get my to take off my crepe paper (because it was all I was wearing, IDEK) so he could get it wet and use it to make bubbles.
* My parents kicked me out for wanting another tattoo.
* There were weird yellow/purplish clouds and I couldn’t stop my car in order to get a good picture of them. I ended up all wet when it started raining. The crepe paper did not turn into bubbles.
I really should lay off life before bed, I think. >.>
