Here is my usual weekly roundup of strange cephalopod-themed submissions.
Here is my usual weekly roundup of strange cephalopod-themed submissions.
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Since there’s more to the world than Cephalopodmas, here are some refuges if you get tired of my giddy squiddiness.
Talk among yourselves about uncephalopodian matters, as well.
Well, if we can’t find the new Architeuthis video, we can at least enjoy a little Cephalopodmas carol, Squid and Whale.
If you’d like something more traditional, here are the lyrics for the Twelve Days of Cephalopodmas. You already know the music.
Lastly, should you really want to get into the festive spirit of the holiday, here are some photos of a whale necropsy. Warning: there is blood, there are guts. How much? Well, they used a large backhoe as a retractor.
We have a sign: there are reports
of a new video from Tsunemi Kubodera of an Architeuthis—unfortunately, I haven’t been able to find a copy of the video online anywhere yet. If anyone finds it, let me know!
There’s a small and rather grainy copy of the video on the BBC website!
The copy at CNN is of much higher quality.
Don’t try and tell me this is a fake holiday. Macy’s in New York is celebrating it! That’s the gold standard, man.
Watch out, Kwanzaa.
Oh, man, I feel for the kids nowadays. When I was an itty-bitty dinosaur-happy tyke, it seemed like there was a manageable amount of Latin nomenclature you had to memorize to keep up with the dinosaur clan. Now it’s like there’s a new one added every week, and you’ve got to be a freakin’ genius to be able to follow them all. Kids do still go wacky over dinosaurs, right? We haven’t gone so far down the tubes that the little nerds are neglecting their paleontology, have we?
Anyway, there’s a new one out of Spain, Turiasaurus riodevensis, an old school sauropod, and it’s a big one. Pictures below the fold…
It’s a good ol’ American tradition: the telling of tall tales in a perfectly dead-pan style. There’s enough weird stuff in Kansas, though, that maybe the story is actually true.
…despite being an imaginary monologue. Read how Richard Dawkins would explain Santa Claus to the Fair Hills kindergarten class.