I don’t think chickens are usually referred to as “dog-sized” even if it’s occasionally true.
PNW weirdo here. I like things to be green and alive, I like my skin unburned, and I like being able to poke around tide pools on a lonely beach. Clouds and rain help all of that.
It’s currently sunny and about 77°F, which is about as warm as I want it unless I’m going swimming. Late summer when it approaches 100° is miserable, but for now the bright weather is fine and good for the plants.
Raw mushrooms are borderline wasteful to eat. We can’t digest the chitin and cell walls so most of the nutritional value passes straight through.
Only if you trust the French more than the guy who named it.
We should re-do Romanization. Start over, sound it out, have a big Anglosphere conference to decide on what letters make what noise and stick to it.
Mammal blood is all pretty much the same for something like this. Terrestrial mammals anyway, I don’t want to guess at the limits of adaptation for things like whales.
“…The British did nothing that could be considered even remotely close to the genocide…”
Except for the Boer concentration camps, the Irish famine, the Bengal famine, the partition of India…
Dog, they were sent by the British to do explicitly that. You don’t get to feign innocence.
Whale song is not as good as the internet, and we’re biased toward tools because the jump from word-of-mouth to written information was a colossal paradigm shift. “On the shoulders of giants” is only possible because we aren’t bound just by our living memory and traditional stories. Cultural knowledge aint shit compared to cuneiform tablets.
Howany moons does the Earth have?