I CHOOSE YOU, BALLSACK FR- I mean, turtle frog! https://share.google/2q4ew0HzbeLWAjPfm
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It doesn't just feel like public trash cans are rare, they are rare. In 1995, cultists hid sarin containers in public trash cans and trains in and near a Tokyo subway station. One conclusion that was reached from the incident was to get rid of public trash cans and shift society toward disposing of trash at home.
Do lizard-people have hemipenes and cloacas?
Adding to this: XX and XY works for mammals, but not for other vertebrates (fish, birds, reptiles, amphibians). Birds and reptiles have Z and W chromosomes, and unlike in mammals where females are homozygotes, males in these groups are homozygotes. Some reptiles have temperature dependent sex determination, where ambient temperature above some value will produce males or females (depends on species). Some reptiles are composed entirely of females.
Some fish will straight up change sexes depending on age and male-female ratio in a social group.
In other groups it's not even different chromosomes but simply copy number of specific genes.
Plants can do all sorts of whacky things like produce seeds and pollen in the same individual.
Fungi are an entirely different cluster fuck because they have mating types which are not simple binaries.
Eukaryotic sex determination isn't a binary and it isn't even a nicely categorizable spectrum. It's a grab-bag of whatever doesn't perma-fuck your genome.
Source: me, I'm a biologist. Though admittedly I work on animals so my understanding of fungi and plant stuff is fuzzy at best.
What the fuck is a sewer slide?
I choose you, fuck-you lizard!
I think the 9/11 attacks would've happened regardless.
Somewhat related—oldies stations are like this, except with "new" songs entering the rotation periodically. Of course, when the end of the year rolls around they play the "Top 100 songs of the year" which are essentially the same set of songs in a haphazard order.
I didn't mind it so much because it was much better than listening to the low hum of showcase coolers of a mom-and-pop grocery store. However, it was pretty jarring when I heard them play a song I distinctly remember hearing on the radio as a kid riding in the back of the van getting dropped off for 1st grade (or some such young age)
Maybe it's haunted by a drunk cow?
I'm a fan of 'your inner fish' by Neil Shubin. Slightly dated, but the information is still good.
Yeah, it's generally between Science and Nature in terms of greatest publication prestige. Most scientists work their butts off to get their works published in either of those, only to get their work desk-rejected and ultimately published in "less prestigious", field-specific journals.
That's not to say the Science and Nature are the end all be all of scientific journals; there are many journals specific to each field that is also prestigious.
I felt that in the bone. Postdoc life is one foot getting ready to move and the other foot dreading every decision that led to the thought "A PhD is a good idea"
It was a good idea, but holy shit is it all sorts of miserable.