Well, it ain't because I'm an early riser—I didn't go to sleep last night
Okay, I feel like hell, so here are three things that have improved my evening.
1. A rare photograph of J. Robert Oppenheimer (plus other people) in color. Oppie's the one on the left with the good eyebrows:

2. Odetta singing "Don't Think Twice, It's All Right." I've heard eight or nine versions of this song over the years—I grew up on Joan Baez's—and while most of them at least play with the idea that the narrator is trying to convince themselves as much as their ex-object of desire, Odetta's is sauntering, breezy, and genuinely could not care less. We never did too much talking anyway, so don't think twice—it's all right.
3. The way this post (courtesy of
moon_custafer) provides a great deal of scientific information about the toxins and mechanics of the cone snail while also devolving/ascending into a paean to its apocalyptic glories.
In conclusion, Autolycus thinks it is time for bed and I should probably agree with him.

1. A rare photograph of J. Robert Oppenheimer (plus other people) in color. Oppie's the one on the left with the good eyebrows:

2. Odetta singing "Don't Think Twice, It's All Right." I've heard eight or nine versions of this song over the years—I grew up on Joan Baez's—and while most of them at least play with the idea that the narrator is trying to convince themselves as much as their ex-object of desire, Odetta's is sauntering, breezy, and genuinely could not care less. We never did too much talking anyway, so don't think twice—it's all right.
3. The way this post (courtesy of
In conclusion, Autolycus thinks it is time for bed and I should probably agree with him.


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Wise kitty is wise and has a persuasive face.
I hope tomorrow is far better than today was. :(
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My first exposure to "Don't Think Twice, It's All Right" was Peter, Paul and Mary, whose version was so gentle that you couldn't even get any sarcasm or bitterness. Later I heard Bob Dylan's and thought "Oh... now the song makes more sense." I really like this Odetta version.
while also devolving/ascending... --I laughed. By the end I was envious. Why am I not the triumphant hegemon of the molecular arms race, true born heir to the scythe of death itself?
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It's the giant shipworm:
In a thoroughly modern twist on the age-old hunt for rare creatures, the first break in the search for the giant shipworm came from a student at the University of the Philippines who was looking on YouTube, Distel said. The student, Distel said, happened upon a video of a Philippine news program that showed giant shipworms growing like carrots in a shallow lagoon.
The shells are as long as baseball bats: here you can see them taking the worm out of the shell (.... I wonder if this kills the creature... I hope not)
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