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I can’t believe I haven’t done this before. Here we see spore prints left behind by the local and common Swordfern (Polystichum munitum). In most ferns, the spores are clustered in sori (sorus singular), which are sometimes protected by a little flap of tissue called an indusium. With the abundance of spores, it’s hard to imagine why ferns haven’t taken over the world! (there is actually a pretty good hypothesis, but I won’t get into it right now).

It would be quite fun to fix these fern patterns and frame them. Maybe I could treat a piece of paper with  glue and let the spores settle on it? Alternately, maybe there is a spray fixative that I could use to fix the spores after they’ve settled.


Hey hey, you you, I don’t like that you haven’t donated yet!

Just kidding. I still love you. But seriously. Walk is in 3 weeks. If you are in the PDX area and are not going to kill us we would love to walk with you! Come say hi! Throw soft things at us (soft tacos?) or take a selfie [picture] If you have anything that you are comfortable parting with, feel free to donate too! 

Also, currently the Dame Jacks are currently losing fundraising-wise. So you should donate to me. Or join me. That way we can outnumber the Lumber Janes. 


I’ll be back in a few days. In the meantime, I’ve put together a little playlist titled August Can Go Fuck Itself.

Seriously, though. This entire month turned out to be one long state of emergency, just a stream of bad news both for me personally and for the rest of the world. (I had to go through some shit, and I haven’t been well.)

Anyway, some of the songs on the August Can Go Fuck Itself playlist seemed appropriate, and some just helped get me through the past couple weeks.

Here’s to a better September.

August can go fuck itself. Seriously.

  • Track Name

    All About That Bass

  • Album

    All About That Bass- Single

  • Artist

    Meghan Trainor


All About That Bass | Meghan Trainor

Yeah, my mama she told me don’t worry about your size.
She says boys like a little more booty to hold at night.
You know, I won’t be no stick figure silicone Barbie Doll.
So, if that’s what you’re into then go ahead and move along.

Because you know I’m
all about that bass,
about that bass;
no treble.


Here is something phenomenal, I have to share with you all: 

A mother cichlid keeps her babies in her mouth to protect them. Sometimes she let’s them out as shown above. Her mouth serves as a nest and nursery. 

It may seem like a good system, but it’s not exactly.

Let me introduce these guys: 

These catfish are notorious parasites. The catfish try and pick up a few of cichlid eggs. The mother defends her station, while the catfish drop a few of their own eggs. They know the cichlid mother will pick them up and think of it as her own egg.

So the cichlid become a surrogate mother for the offspring of their enemy. The catfish take off soon, not knowing what’s becomes of their young. The cichlid mother does her job, letting her brood grow in her mouth. 

Like in a horror movie, the catfish eggs hatch first. The baby catfish gobbles up every single one of the cichlid babies.

The cichlid mother releases, not her own babies, but the killer catfish baby that ate of all her own children.

The cichlid mom doesn’t realize the switch and treats the catfish baby as if it were her own.

A morbid, ironic twist. Here’s the video for this

Another interesting science post: How the Mokin Children Are Able to See Crystal Clear Underwater

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