Pharyngula

Imagine I were invited to join a lab, and was given access to their data.

I went through rush, the campaign to enlist new students into a fraternity/sorority, my first year at the University of Washington.

I didn’t believe the hype nonsense about Whalefall, but I’m not a marine biologist.

Remember that awful Calvin Smith video I got halfway through?

Tommy Tuberville gave a 20 minute speech in which he claimed that furries were sick psychos who were flying passenger planes, and that all transgender people should be locked up in mental institutions.

This movie looks genuinely stupid.

We lived in Philadelphia in the 1990s, and we made fairly frequent day trips to the downtown.

Here in Minnesota, we’ve got a race for the Senate: Peggy Flanagan vs.

She’s beautiful.

Yesterday, we had a plumber come in and adjust our shower.

This figure, used by ScienceDaily, is totally irrelevant to the topic and has a caption that doubles-down on the nonsensical part of the article: “The human brain may actually be two ancient nervous systems fused into one, a discovery that could transform…

A recent article in Science has been deleted and a curious editorial comment added to it.

If you ever thought Steven Pinker was a member of the liberal intelligentsia, think again.

Aron Ra has been battling a particularly pretentious creationist who insist that he has evidence for creationism.

I have not said anything about the tragic story of Jason Arday, who was accused of plagiarism and after being hounded over it, was found dead later.

AiG is losing their tax incentives, so they’re going through various arcane legal maneuvers right now to…it’s not clear.

This looks like a relevant and interesting documentary: The Last Picture Shows.

About 9 years ago, I posted a series of articles about the Wansink scandal — he was a well-known food researcher at Cornell who built a profitable reputation out of fudging data, p-hacking, and creating phony food myths that would “go viral”.

The president asked people to pledge allegiance to him, personally, begged them to cheat in the elections, and told them to go to hell if they don’t vote.

Walking through crabapple alley, I noticed a monarch slumming it.

I’ve warned Morales about this, but it applies to everyone: if you find your comments are dominating the conversation, if there is a whole series of comments one after the other by you, if the comment section is nothing but you talking, STOP.

Tucker Carlson interviewed some random guy who builds kilns for a living — that could be interesting, except it turns out this Jess Elofson guy doesn’t talk about art or potter, but instead whines about algebra.

Here’s a fairly typical view of what I see when I walk into my office every morning.

Blecch.

It’s been one of those days — long boring meeting that ate up most of my morning, and then off to the dentist.

…the crabapples drop.

It’s Labor Day.

There, from a rocky arctic island surrounded by fjords, a rocket rose into orbit.

I woke up this morning to the joy of raging schadenfreude.

Today I learned something that surprised me: plants that mimic other plants.

Another prediction: He won’t show any shame I am compelled to make a prediction about Ken Paxton of Texas, who is running for the Senate.

Then you should be excited about this: the latest Humble Bundle is The Best of CJ Cherryh.

I hate you both equally, boys How dreadful that an organization of polite, well-dressed people are experiencing a disruptive division.

A local dairy proposed building the largest herd of cows in the entire state of Minnesota right here in my county — a massive enterprise that would suck our aquifer dry and turn the water into giant stinking fecal pools that will breed more flies.

She was 92.

As I threatened: I don’t look like I like it very much.

When you are creatively bankrupt, and you want to make money off the internet, what do you do?

scummy Wisconsin billionaires Fortunately, I’ve completely tuned out of television in this election season, or I’d be even more anxious right now.

As a sop to the monstrous ego of our president, the US Mint is issuing a Trump coin this fall.

Joe Schmid’s new god Joe Schmid was, I hear, a popular atheist YouTuber whose videos I never watched, except one.

I have a hellish schedule today — a big committee meeting I have to chair, a student presentation, and then I have to scamper downtown and get a haircut (there goes all my strength) — and so naturally I needed to fortify myself with a hot cup of tea.

I tried watching this old BBC series with an interesting premise: strange, random anomalies keep popping up around Great Britain, providing temporary two-way passages to and from the distant past.