Glories are amazing. I've seen a few while flying. The super cool part is how it's centered on *you*, so in vids like this you can even tell where the person is on the plane!

And you can read them here: darwin-online.org.uk/contents.html (search for "Living Cirripedia" [2 volumes] and "Fossil Cirripedia" [2 volumes])

#HPS #histsci

"Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit – all these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much of modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them. Note to the artist: when the medium fails conspicuously, and especially if it fails in new ways, the listener believes something is happening beyond its limits."

gente e quando o brian eno abriu o diário dele dia 19 de dezembro de 1995 e escreveu isso aqui:

🚨 100% REBEL TIME LORD! 🚨

✨ Peter Capaldi fez uma participação no show do Franz Ferdinand cantando a música "Take Me Out" da banda.

ATENÇÃO! Não compre cobre com esse homem: Ea-nasir o maior caloteiro de Ur. Comprei cobre com ele e é de péssima qualidade. Além de tudo ele tratou meu mensageiro muito rudemente. Por causa desse homem quase perdi meus negócios.

"Não dá pra fazer humor sem ofender alguém" disse o suposto comediante que nunca conseguiu ser tão engraçado quanto um cartaz feito por um estudante universitário anônimo

how else can you describe the rehearsal other than just “pure art”

Rare ‘ambidextrous’ protein breaks rules of handedness Most proteins are left-handed, but scientists have found an ancient molecule that works in both mirror-image forms.

This is so cool. Rare “ambidextrous” protein breaks rules of handedness, by Ewen Callaway @nature.com 🧪 www.nature.com/articles/d41...

born too late to explore earth, born too early to explore the galaxies, but born just in time to watch nathan fielder's the rehearsal

nathan fielder (narrating): in order to better understand airline captains, i have to know what it means to lead. so i spent the last year in disguise as an italian cardinal named pizzaballa with a plan to get elected pope in the next conclave. i recreated the sistine chapel in a studio warehouse,

El músico Abraham Cupeiro tañe el aulós, el instrumento que aparece en "La siesta", de Alma Tadema (1868) #MuseodelPrado #arte #música

vamo com calma Natalia Ginzburg

The problem with most machine-based random number generators is that they’re not TRULY random, so if you need genuine randomness it is sometimes necessary to link your code to an external random process like a physical noise source or the current rate of US tariffs on a given country.

Bedroom at Arles now (left) and when it was painted. The delicate purples on walls and even brown wooden floor have changed

Did you know a lot of 19th c paintings don't look anymore as their makers intended? They used a lot of light fugitive colors such as lake colors (reds, pink) that are beautiful when fresh but quickly fade. Cf Van Gogh. Once the color is gone you can only do digital reconstruction

Great, thanks for answering

Quick proteomics question: is it possible to perform an open search on DIA data?

A funeral invitation from April, 1688. It has an ornate black border with various memento mori iconography around it - like skeletons, winged hourglasses, and scythes.

Funeral Invitation, 1688.

Funeral invitations first appeared in the 17th century, and acted as an admission ticket to both the church and the funeral feast. Pallbearers were often assigned a number on the ticket to signify their position in carrying the coffin.

my brain anytime I’m not thinking about work:

Um pássaro pequeno e vibrante, com uma cabeça verde esmeralda, um pescoço preto, um peito azul e uma barriga laranja e amarela, está empoleirado em um galho marrom.

Um pequeno pássaro com crista vermelho vivo e penugem marrom e vermelha está pousado no galho de uma árvore.

Pequeno pássaro com penugem complexa de cor bege e pontos pretos, cabeça preta e entorno do olho vermelho vivo. Está pousado no galho de uma árvore.

Pássaro com penugem marrom claro na cabeça, cinza no peito/barriga e causa longa, com penas pretas e pontas brancas. Está pousado no galho de uma árvore.

eu me fantasiaria de passarinho todos os carnavais (feat @avesbrasil.bsky.social)

não tenho insight nenhum sobre o filme "ainda estou aqui", só apego ao conceito de memória.
a memória é a única coisa que pode vencer a morte, e tudo nessa história tem a ver com a luta, o resgate, a preservação da memória. um homem "desaparecido", o alzheimer, a comissão da verdade, a literatura.

the five love languages are cats, cakes, a stately manor home in the English countryside, teaming up to catch the murderer and putting down my book so I can talk to you.

I still remember the feeling of peace I felt when I made it happen. Even if I never achieved my dreams of being a research scientist, I had been able to contribute, in however tiny a way, to a community stretching over countless generations and striving toward a common and profoundly meaningful aim.

When I was in graduate school, nothing in the world felt more important to me than publishing a paper in the scientific literature. It was not about getting a job or competing with my peers. It was about being part of something vastly larger than myself and profoundly meaningful human history.

a música mais triste de todos os tempos não foi feita por humanos, mas causada

esse é o último registro do canto de um Oó-de-Kauai, ave havaiana declarada extinta em 1985

a gravação eterniza um dos últimos lamentos da espécie, um macho solitário cantando para uma parceira que já não mais existia

e nossas concepções das instituições q nos domesticam (família, sociedade, gênero, estado etc.). a própria noção de humanidade aplicada como justificativa pra ações "demasiadamente humanas" acaba por esconder a sua dimensão desumana, a forma como essa humanidade sempre pende para um lado específico

reconhecer e articular a violência em nós mesmos, nas pessoas q a gente ama, nas instituições nas quais nosso afeto se vincula e na própria estrutura do nosso desejo é uma habilidade mais difícil e mais importante do q sempre procurar um atenuante, uma justificativa, um lado humano na crueldade

Get thee to a nunnery ✝️

What a gift it must be, to just be yourself in silence with someone else. No need for words.