a hyperintelligent shade of the colour blue
  • hgpontv:




    Dragon wedding cake

    Done my wedding wrong. Obviously.

    now I know what to do in my wedding….

    Maybe I should rethink this whole “marriage is for the birds” thing…

    So my first thought on seeing this was “oh god get Tintaglia and Icefyre off the cake before they wreck it with their stupid mating rituals”…

  • thefingerfuckingfemalefury:





    kitten vs humidifier





    His face at the end, the poor thing looks so lost

    This kitty is SO confused as to what is actually going on and what it’s actually batting at with its precious little paws…



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  • midnight-sun-rising:



         I won’t soon forget the events that took place in #ferguson…will you?

    This is amazing.

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  • morkaischosen:





    Computer simulations that teach themselves to walk.

    watch the whole thing it’s great

    my dad and i are fucking losing it

    the 1 kg box killed us

    They invented kangaroos.

    They didn’t even invent kangaroos - they invented a computer system, which invented kangaroos all on its own :-D

    My favourite bit of the video is when the little dude is doing too good at walking so they just throw a 10kg block at him to knock him over. That and the local minima. :)

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  • lack-lustin:

    this was just supposed to be a sketch but then I got carried away….a lot…but anyway I think this is the final design for my take on a Kelpie. I wanted it to be more monster like than they are usually depicted since they are demons that….disembowel children. At least in most cases. There are some nice ones in legends too so I wanna see how far I can take designing maybe like, different forms of them and stuff. As well as HOOMAN forms?? I dunno we’ll see.

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  • pyropotter:

    You are angry about something. “Clam down,” I text you. You assume I have made a typo, but in fact I am holding a small soldier clam in my hands. He died so young. War is hell

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  • weirdsewing:











    Seriously, it kills me when I see people hold scientists up as pinnacles of logic and reason.

    Because one time the professor I was interning for got punched in the face by another professor, because mine got the funding, and told the other professor his theory was stupid.

    This same professor told me to throw rocks to scare the “stupid fucking crabs” into moving so we could count them properly.


    thank you

    this is one of the best comments this post has recieved

    I have witnessed:

    Two professors hiding around a corner and snickering, “Shhh, here she comes!” While a female professor approached and, when she finally found them, she proceeded to scream while pointing from one to the other, “You! I called your office but you weren’t there! So I tried to call YOUR office to figure out where HE was but YOU weren’t there!”

    Two grad students standing outside a closed and locked door yelling, “Come out of the damn office. You haven’t left for days. If you didn’t have a couch in there I’d be concerned as to where you were sleeping!”

    A religious studies professor apologizing for being late to class because, “security stopped me because I’m dressed like a hobbit”

    Watched a professor snort the results of my experiment to determine if I had the right final compound.

    Two archeology professors toss priceless fossilized teeth back and forth in an attempt to figure out who is smarter by “guessing the type of tooth and species of animal before it lands”

    Multiple fully degreed individuals throw dry ice at one another in an attempt to be first to use the lab/get that piece of equipment/or change the iPod song.

    A genetics professor build furniture out of stacks of paper and planks of wood because she is that far behind in grading papers/responding. One of the impromptu furniture pieces housed a fish tank.

    I could go on but I think that covers the larger portion of the insanity…

    Every time it comes around on my dash, it gets better.

    I have had a professor buy a huge fuckoff bottle of rum during fieldwork in Costa Rica and let the undergrads get wasted because “you’re not underage in Costa Rica and we’ll be up all night with the bats anyway!”

    - Same professor hung a bat from her headlamp and wore it as a decoration for an entire night. 

    - A whole swarm of older women - and these are women with PhDs and world-renown bat experts, the bigwigs - all, to a woman, go to the formal charity dinner at an international research symposium in Toronto in late October dressed in skimpy Batgirl costumes. Because Halloween was that weekend, you see.

    - At a different conference, a professor get blackout drunk and pass out on the side of the road. 

    - “Yeah, we have to say we did it properly for the grant but to be really honest, Miracle-gro works better.”

    - Teaching lab: we had liquid nitrogen for a demo, and after class the professor, the other TA, and I spent a good two hours freezing and breaking things in it. 

    a chemistry class begins with 30 students nine months later just six of us left sitting on tables dipping paper into contaminated chemicals to see what happens when we burn it teacher making idle suggestions while he marks our work

    "go to the fume hood thing, yeah now put some potassium in chlorine" can i burn the results sir? "fuck it sure whatever its tainted anyway"

    The prof I’m working for just asked me if I knew how to pick a lock, and when I responded “yes” she replied, “see, this is why I hire the former delinquents instead of the suck-ups. You’re actually useful.”

    I then let her into her office.

    I once had a friend who was a physics professor at a prominent local university. One time, he got bored, made a super low-friction spinning stool, and created what was essentially a 30 pound gyroscope in a suitcase.

    Then we all took turns playing with angular momentum until we puked.

    My first physics teacher had built himself a gyroscopic stool and used to start the first class by spinning around at high speeds, holding two large geodes (one in each hand), demonstrating how holding them close to his body made the spinning go faster while holding them out slowed it down.  All to the original Star Wars opening soundtrack. (I am old: non-original Star Wars had not been invented yet.)

    My first physical anthropology professor told a story about being a grad student and working with a bunch of priceless hominid fossils — she was putting a juvenile or infant skull back together, and there were a lot of little fragile bones.  She was also eating potato chips.  Well, her professor chose that moment to bring a lot of bigwigs into the lab, and she smiled at them, stuffed the chip she was holding into her mouth, bit down, and tried to look busy.  Only it wasn’t a potato chip.  She had to sit there, not chewing any more, staring at her tray full of bones, until they left.  Then she could spit out her fossil and try to piece it back together!

    The biology lab I worked for had one room we never inventoried because it was the one with the human remains in it. If we inventoried it, we’d have to admit that sometime in the 80’s they’d lost the paperwork on the bones. Without the paperwork, those were technically illegal human remains, and couldn’t be disposed of, used, or dealt with in any way. So there’s a room, with a box of human bones, that just gathers dust, in a major University. 

    The university I currently attend has a lake that is so polluted that it’s cheaper to pay the fines than clean it.

    Aparrantly this has nothing to do with the biology department situated right by the lake.

    I helped demonstrate an undergraduate lab on soil mechanics. Professor, other demonstrator and myself all research fluid mechanics, not soil. You’ve never heard such an enthusiastic opening speech to the students. “Soil! Yay.” (That’s verbatim.)

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