Well, I’m happy to take you more seriously, but I think lots of people I take seriously have very silly avatars, not that that should dissuade you from seeking a more serious avatar either.
Ay yo, who remembers Yan Can Cook from the early 80’s? Some of my most primordial early childhood memories came from living in the Bay Area and watching Yan do his thing on KQED. Look at Yan do the no-look chopping with his cleaver. Just mugging for the camera while he’s chopping things up and showboating like a boss. He even does a kind of proto-beatboxing thing with his knifework. Guy Fieri can lick my nuts, Martin Yan is up there with Julia Child as one of the absolute GOAT cooking shows and he’s still on PBS to this day last I heard. What an amazing energy he brings to the table. My man whips up soup and salad from scratch in nine minutes like a boss.
Took a quick peek to see how twopeetoo’s forum migration was going. The incompetence is just staggering and I can’t even begin to imagine how many thousands of dollars this is costing Mason.
Mouse experiments
In the early 1960s, the National Institute of Mental Health (NIMH) acquired property in a rural area outside Poolesville, Maryland. The facility that was built on this property housed several research projects, including those headed by Calhoun. It was here that his most famous experiment, the mouse universe, was created. In July 1968, four pairs of mice were introduced into the habitat. The habitat was a 9-foot (2.7 m) square metal pen with 4.5-foot-high (1.4 m) sides. Each side had four groups of four vertical, wire mesh “tunnels.” The “tunnels” gave access to nesting boxes, food hoppers, and water dispensers. There was no shortage of food or water or nesting material. There were no predators. The only adversity was the limit on space.
Initially, the population grew rapidly, doubling every 55 days. The population reached 620 by day 315, after which the population growth dropped markedly, doubling only every 145 days. The last surviving birth was on day 600, bringing the total population to a mere 2200 mice, even though the experiment setup allowed for as many as 3840 mice in terms of nesting space. This period between day 315 and day 600 saw a breakdown in social structure and in normal social behavior. Among the aberrations in behavior were the following: expulsion of young before weaning was complete, wounding of young, increase in homosexual behavior, inability of dominant males to maintain the defense of their territory and females, aggressive behavior of females, passivity of non-dominant males with increased attacks on each other which were not defended against.
After day 600, the social breakdown continued and the population declined toward extinction. During this period females ceased to reproduce. Their male counterparts withdrew completely, never engaging in courtship or fighting and only engaging in tasks that were essential to their health. They ate, drank, slept, and groomed themselves – all solitary pursuits. Sleek, healthy coats and an absence of scars characterized these males. They were dubbed “the beautiful ones.” Breeding never resumed and behavior patterns were permanently changed.
The conclusions drawn from this experiment were that when all available space is taken and all social roles filled, competition and the stresses experienced by the individuals will result in a total breakdown in complex social behaviors, ultimately resulting in the demise of the population.
Looks like the move is postponed indefinitely, what a mess.
Well that’s grim. I have one question though. Is his middle name pronounced BumpASS or BUMpass?
Being old, analog technology doesn’t excuse the kids’ stupidity.
Anyone who doesn’t know how to knit a potato is just an idiot.
We actually got embroidery in primary school… All those X’s and lines apon lines of colour…
Oh boy, now the aliens are on their way.
https://twitter.com/bbcworld/status/1252316643830751232?s=21
Alert the Space Force!
2020 World Series of Poker is officially postponed, no new dates set
Everybody knows Mr Potato Head bangs Mrs. Potato Head and nine months later little rugrat spuds pop out.