PZ told his awful skunk story in his talk in Dublin — don’t use this picture as an excuse to ask him to repeat it. It’s disgusting.
As before, I seek to explore the boundaries of this “caturday” phenomenon, and this time we turn to the rich and evocative world of fungi.
Can your mere cat do this?
No. It is a failure then. I wash my hands of their dry furriness and plunge them into the feculent, fecund ooze of the ripening fungus. It is erotic: smooth, moist, slippery with rising phallic stalks and soft plump mounds. No cat can compare.
No one would ever look at a pussy and think of sex.
Could be either, but it’s notable that an orangutan can demonstrate them.
I don’t know. I usually don’t care for that kind of explicit gynecological porn that is all leering closeups, with the camera competing with the hectocotyl arm for a place in the mantle cavity, but this is pretty.
(via Haole in Hawaii’s excellent dive series)
Whatever you do, don’t listen to the song.
It’s the Holotypic Occlupanid Research Group. “Occlupanid”, in case you weren’t familiar with the lingo, is the taxonomic term for bread ties, those little plastic clips used to close up plastic bread sacks. There is more than you ever wanted to know about bread ties at that link.
It’s actually rather thought provoking: it’s an entire classification scheme for a trivial industrial widget.
Here’s his latest.
Also remember, Aron Ra, DPR Jones, Lone Frank, and I will be on the Magic Sandwich Show tomorrow at 8pm GMT, live from Dublin. Tune in!
(via National Geographic)
Somehow, I just think that’s what all the wildlife of Ireland wander about bellowing.