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  • Rose Thorne@lemm.eetoScience Memes@mander.xyzSmooth
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    5 hours ago

    Not just good enough, they fit their niche almost perfectly.

    Die often? Large passals that reach maturity relatively quickly. Have to risk ingesting potent toxins? Remember what almost killed you just long enough to get away from wherever it was(roughly 2 weeks). Not built for fighting? Fake your death so convincingly, vultures don’t want to be near you. Nutrition might be scarce? Gather your feces, it will see you through.

    Hell, even the fact that the Virginia Opossum can’t adapt well to extreme heat or cold is a benefit to them, the resources they’re driven to(such as actively running water, dense undergrowth for cover and foraging, and trees that can support their weight) can be scarce.

















  • Rose Thorne@lemm.eetoScience Memes@mander.xyzstegosaurus
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    2 months ago

    I was always told manufacturing and construction breed the meanest coworkers.

    Then I learned about decades of journalistic wars between paleontologist that boil down to "I’m right, they’re wrong, therefore I present we name this species after my opponent. The ‘Doodoostupidheadasaurus’. It has a never-before-seen giant penis bone, which I shall call the “Rightusbiggusdickusflagellum’.”

    All because someone didn’t properly attribute two words back in grad school.




  • Starting out, my wife and I were long distance.

    Things like looking at the moon and stars were a small way we felt together, even though we were states apart. There was a train that came by at about midnight, every night. I lived close enough to the tracks, she could hear the horn over the phone. That first night we were in that room, physically together, that train sounded so loud. It was like I was really hearing it for the first time.

    Even now, when one of us takes a solo trip, I catch myself looking out a window once it gets dark. Something about the thought, that chance moment that she’s looking outside, too, makes it feel like she’s right there beside me, even if it’s only for a second.