I found some fossils down at the lake yesterday. We have to spread these things out for content just now, plus I’ve been playing around with a new light box setup at home. So yesterday’s crinoid samples would have to wait. They’ve been sitting around for a few hundred million years, so what’s a few more hours, really?
Anyway, I am trying to remember how to take pictures of small things.
They look like shriveled Cheerios, don’t they? Really crunchy cereal bites with ridges. Don’t eat these, they aren’t that tasty, and probably difficult to digest at this stage.
It’s amazing, really. I’m taking these pictures and I’ll put these back out by the lake or a creek or something and maybe one day someone else will see them.
Or maybe they’ll just wait for another few hundred million years until the insect citizens of Perpaplexiconia dig through a few more feet of soil and who knows what they’ll think of tiny fossils. Maybe they’ll eat stones for their digestive properties.
Stuff from Twitter, to pad this out.
This is sort of self-explanatory. But I always wonder how people select the takeover person, and what that negotiation is like. Do you have to leave your license and car keys behind or something? Now, a full on swap for a day or so would be enlightening. I think it might be better on Instagram than Twitter, actually.
How cool is this?
Imagine the different ways en masse swaps might be useful across a broad array of fields or subcultures or age demos. 300 million people?
That helps rub out lines between different silos that social media allows us to set up with our selection biases. https://t.co/gM7RJQlQTT
— Kenny Smith (@kennysmith) June 10, 2020
George Taliaferro is one of those people that, the more you read about him, the more you want to know about him.
George Taliaferro was absolutely The Man and football was the LEAST of it. https://t.co/CK2of1nuuh pic.twitter.com/1QkPBM0miW
— Kenny Smith (@kennysmith) June 10, 2020
He led the Hoosiers to their only undefeated season, helped end segregation in Bloomington by a few different methods:
He became the first African-American drafted by the NFL, and spent a lifetime, I mean the rest of his life, lifting up others. I regret not having had the chance to meet him before he passed away. But there are plenty of great stories about him, I mean plenty, and football is merely the way you learn about an otherwise great man.
Midway through this piece Taliaferro talks about he and the university president managed to desegregate the businesses of Bloomington. It’s a little choppy, but it goes like this: There was a photo in a popular restaurant right across the street from campus that had a picture of a championship IU team on the wall. Taliaferro said to Herman Wells, my picture is on the wall, but I can’t eat there. And Wells said, we’ll just see about that. It’s a big little story about two amazing men.
They don’t make many like that anymore, and they never did make enough of them to begin with.
I have an idea about this, don’t:
"We have a lot of National Guardsmen who are struggling with this, because unlike in combat when you have an enemy, these are our neighbors, our friends, our family." https://t.co/lmIyle6twW
— Kenny Smith (@kennysmith) June 11, 2020
Can you imagine? One day you’re going through life’s drudgeries, the next day you’re in a pandemic, and then suddenly you’ve lost your father and your step-mother and now you’re the caregiver to five children and a stroke victim.
After two million confirmed cases, 114,000 deaths, how about an anecdote?
"Maria Ruelas, 35, is now taking care of her five step-siblings, ages 2 to 17, as well as her 30-year-old sister, who was hospitalized with coronavirus and had a stroke."
Take this seriously. https://t.co/fhd6yXfm0B
— Kenny Smith (@kennysmith) June 11, 2020
Where a mask, wash your hands, give the people around you plenty of distance.
