Chebucto Regional Softball Club

@michaelgemar

Thanks!

(I will do it again, sadly.)

@susiemagoo it was a very realistic, plastic snake made all the more convincing by mimicking the local species

@lemgandi

They are such absent minded sweet little snakes. I tend to find them on the rocks by the underground stream near my place in the bronx.

myrmepropagandist (@futurebird@sauropods.win)

Attached: 1 video OMG look who I met on my walk to the bus stop this morning! It’s a little brown snake or garter snake??(not venomous, small, gentle, native) Look at this amazing New Yorker! So cute. They were sunning on the sidewalk so I moved them to a warm hidden rock. I worry someone will kill it just for being a snake. Happily the school kids who stopped to watch were delighted if a little scared. This snake has made my day! #nyc #snake #Storeria

Sauropods.win (sauropods.win)

Got all excited I might get to escort a garter snake to central park! This looks just like some of the snakes I’ve met there.

I suppose I ought to explain about the “dirt ants” a dirt ant sounds like an ant that digs in dirt (which would be most ants) however, this title refers to ants that collect a layer of dirt on their integument. They have specialized hairs on their exoskeleton that allow them to acquire a layer of dirt, mycelium and small plant matter. This creates an excellent disguise.

@snosrapkungfu

They gave them some leaf litter and soil from their home and hoped to offer them food to find out what they ate. But instead they learned these ants do not respond well to being collected. So the next person who sees them in the wild can hopefully take the time to watch them and find out what they eat and where they live. This is not yet recorded in the scientific literature and it’s worth asking the locals, but these are VERY cryptic ants.

I like to think these ants fooled the researchers into thinking they were dead and once dumped in the trash they shook themselves off (but not too much, they are dirt ants after all) and scurried off to live their mysterious lives.

I will protect all dirt ants with my life. Iove them.

Learning about Basiceros tumucumaquensis, a cryptic “dirt ant” of South America:

“virtually nothing is known about this ant”

Great.

“but we did collect two near a Brazil nut tree and watched them for three days” (paraphrasing)

“They didn’t do much, then they died”

Great.

“when disturbed may enter thanatosis”

Oh neat! I wonder what “thanatosis” means? It sounds very exciting! Did they bite? Sting? Something worse?

“a state of involuntary paralysis triggered by fear”

Great

NYC the time to vote is running out.

It’s not a done deal at all. Pay attention.

The elegance of the house centipede. She is a sports car.
She is a chandelier.
She is a gothic cathedral made animate.
Her legs make visual music. And three times a day, like a cat, she cleans every foot.

She will give you a dozen final fatal perfect hugs all at once.

"A computer can never be held accountable?"

We will see about that!

Who has the button pushing fingers? WHO pays the power bill??

@rlstone4dems

And like she's selling something. Which I think she is!

@NoTwit

I think you could skip the second. Although, I couldn't I like to read books in order kind of like a snowplow.

@BLTpizza

Yes. I assumed she would enter debtors prison.

@NoTwit

The second book is like the first.

The third is on another level.

Parking tickets in Cleveland were like $3 at the time.

My aunt got mad at me for not knowing how to drive.

I don't drive, but shortly after living in NYC for a few years I was aware of how much a "parking ticket" cost, at home in Cleveland for the holidays I listened with mounting horror as my aunt complained about how my cousin kept getting parking tickets at CASE. "I don't know what's wrong with her. She has 40 parking tickets."

My face went white. That would be... tens of thousands of dollars!

"perhaps we could take a collection at church" I said thinking of my dear cousin *crushed* by debit.

Someone is playing accordion on the platform— it feels very damp and Italian because of the rain.

Just watched a delightfully oblivious young woman with curly bobbed black hair and her attention somewhere else get on the five. The train was crowded and her book bag not all the way in the door as it closed; so I gave it a gentle push from the platform (that could easily be me!) anyway I got most of her in but not one of the straps on the bag which the subway door chomped.

And she was off! Looking around confused why she couldn’t get away from the door.

I hope she’s going the right way.