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Wow, Erwin, what a dick move!

So yeah, flappy bird has completely taken over my life as well, but I suck so bad at it. My mom is super good at it so she keeps sending me texts with her new records, just to piss me off.

And yes, this idea came about because my phone was almost confiscated during class because I was playing Flappy Bird… (I’m going to a university, so it’s pretty rare that professors even bother with taking away phones… Felt like a high-schooler again…)



The veery (Catharus fuscescens) is a small North American thrush species. Alternate names for this species include Wilson’s thrush (named so after Alexander Wilson) and tawny thrush. Up to six subspecies exist. This bird has a breezy, downward-spiralling, flute-like song, often given from a low and concealed perch. The most common call is a harsh, descending vee-er, which gave the bird its name. Veeries have been shown to decrease the rate and duration of singing when exposed to Barred owl playback, possibly to decrease the chance of predation.

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Shingeki no Birding OVA: ILSE’S FIELD GUIDE

This recently released second edition of The Langnar Field Guide to Titans Beyond Southern Wall Maria includes a BRAND NEW SECTION on TITAN SHIFTERS, written and illustrated by Hanji Zoe (M. Berner, ed.).


Bucky could always tell when you were having a bad day and today was no different. He frowned as you dropped down into your seat across from him, eyes surrounded by dark rings of exhaustion.

“Nightmares?” he asked quietly.

You nodded.

“You should have woken me.” Bucky stated, his frown deepening.

You gave a half-hearted shrug and pulled your mug of coffee towards you. “You were sleeping. You don’t do that a lot.”

“I’m supposed to protect you.”

You let out a short, bitter laugh. “I can take care of myself. I’ve got training.”

Bucky shook his head, staring at you sadly. “I was a grown soldier when Hydra happened to me. You were an orphaned little kid with powers you didn’t know how to control.”

You hunched your shoulders, busying yourself with taking a sip of your coffee. “I barely remember that.” you mumbled.

“I know.” Bucky reached across the table with his flesh hand, giving your fingers a squeeze. “But we’re free now.”

“Yeah, free as birds.” you muttered doubtfully, surveying the dingy apartment the two of you were holed up in. Hiding from Hydra, hiding from SHIELD, hiding from the Avengers. Hiding from everyone it felt like.

Bucky pressed his lips together and released your hand, slumping in his chair and running his fingers through his hair. “We’re going to figure this out, [f/n]. I promise.”

“Okay.” you answered quietly, staring into your coffee.

“And, [f/n]? Promise you’ll wake me up next time you have a nightmare. We’re in this together or not at all.”

You forced a small smile, “Promise.”

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the loyalists try not to speak about the changes they see in corvo every time he returns home, the servants are berated for mentioning the feathers seen ruffled beneath his clothes.

people begin to avoid eye contact with corvo– some because they see the outsider in his eyes, some because they know that he took a man’s eyes once, for their shininess.

emily preens his feathers affectionately, cleaning the dirt and grime from them after he brings sokolov home. when whispers reach her ears that she should find him strange, she only responds with “but it suits him far better, don’t you agree?”

the mask begins to fit uncomfortably. corvo picks it apart with growing claws to fit better. the silhouette is not lost. his ‘costume’ is hailed at lady boyle’s party, and many guests are put to shame. 

piero is forced to tailor specialized boots for the now elongated talon feet corvo has. his pants are re-tailored as well, for when his legbones changed, the pants were torn to shreds. piero refuses to look at corvo’s hands, scaled and clawed just like his feet.

the lord regent recognizes corvo, knowing that this fate was something they had both been doomed to.

samuel, like emily, takes corvo’s change for what it is, picking mites out of the feathers on corvo’s cheeks after a boat ride home. corvo gives him a molted feather, and samuel hides it under his mattress, to keep it safe. 

corvo is there to see every one of the loyalists take their last breaths. he watches, bobbing head from side to side like a carrion bird surveying a meal. havelock’s body is found with eyes missing. 

when emily rules as empress, her reign is shadowed by whispers of the way birds behave around her. corvo is never seen in her presence. 

a gargoyle becomes a thing of legend, as it frequently goes missing. 


This #WomeninSTEM Wednesday: Two BLM-Alaska ANSEP Interns Take Aim at Invasive Plants 

This summer, Jessica Mute and Patrice DeAsis are working with BLM Alaska to limit the spread of invasive plants in urban areas like Anchorage to other parts of the state, where the plants displace native plants and degrade moose and salmon habitat.

The two recent high school graduates were among the 25 Alaskan students who received paid internships this summer through the Alaska Native Science & Engineering Program (ANSEP). Both plan to major in biology at the University of Alaska Anchorage in the fall.

ANSEP interns help the BLM with many types of field work, including bird surveys, mining compliance inspections, data gathering, and invasive plants management. Partnering with ANSEP is one of the ways BLM is engaging the next generation to help manage and conserve Alaska’s public lands and resources.

Intern photos by Chris Arend Photography; BLM Alaska photos by Bob Wick

Field Journal: Arrival in the Solomon Islands

Chris Filardi is director of Pacific Programs at the Museum’s Center for Biodiversity and Conservation. This month, he’s blogging from the remote highlands of Guadalcanal in the Solomon Islands, where he is surveying endemic biodiversity and working with local partners to create a protected area.

Arriving in the Solomon Islands, the high ridgelines of our destination were just visible in the hazy, thick afternoon air. It has taken a decade of effort to set the stage for this expedition, the first of a series of community-endorsed biodiversity surveys into the heart of Guadalcanal Island. Four of our team members are already surveying birds in this mountainous forest, and their early results are promising.

I can already envision brightly colored doves and strange white-billed crows commuting into the trees of our camp, can practically hear the songs of the hooded whistler and Pacific robin filling the morning air. Here, every shift in the light and wind could reveal some of the least studied bird species in the world.

A few short text exchanges from the field have me conjuring all this: I am not there yet. Helicopter transport to reach our camp in this difficult terrain relies on breaks in the heavy cloud cover, making for a long and less than reliable commute. But today, as dawn illuminates the flanks of Popomanaseu, the highest peak on Guadalcanal, it looks like the gates to this mountain will open, and let the rest of the expedition team in.

Nearly a century ago, biologists from the American Museum of Natural History trudged into the forests of Guadalcanal and made scientific history by describing species found only here. Their work provided data for a great modern synthesis in biology that unified genetics, ecology, and evolutionary biology. Now, scientists from the Museum’s Center for Biodiversity and Conservation arereturning with the support of local people, governments, and our partners at the University of the South Pacific and the Critical Ecosystem Partnership Fund. It’s a team effort we hope will help not only to learn more about these ecosystems, but also make the case for preserving them.

The highest mountains of Guadalcanal form the heart of customary lands for the Uluna-Sutahuri tribe who have lived within them for millennia. Mounting pressure from international mining interests, as well as their own varied visions for the future, challenge generations-old commitments to the sacred high mountains above their old villages.

The potential success of this current expedition rests on efforts to meld scientific and tribal history to address the many challenges of today, and for now, the union is a hopeful one. More from the helipad once we get gear gathered, cinched, and ready to load at dawn.

This post was originally published on the Museum blog. Stay tuned for more from Chris in the Solomon Islands!

Of Fey and Flying

Aka half self-indulgent Percy/Vex fluff and half please for the love of god someone notice how worried Vex is about the Feywild.

Vex found Percy at the top of the Western Tower, through a combination of instinct and wandering. He was leaning on the wall overlooking the courtyard, a fluff of white hair and the flutter of his jacket the only things that gave him away in the faint moonlight. Taking one last lazy loop around the tower and out over the woods, Vex weighed from afar how open he might be to having a companion, in the middle of such midnight wandering.

Unsurprisingly, her own curiosity and desire for conversation quickly won out over any misgivings.

Hat tipped jauntily to one side, Vex angled the broom down, waiting until she was only a few feet above Percy to announce herself.

“Percival dear? Is everything alright?”

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Survey #121 : Short

What is your middle name? 

What time is it? 
10:33 PM

Do you like coffee? 
Yes, but not black

What would your name be if you had your grandmother/grandfather’s name? 
Either Catherine/Pat or Lynda

Is it raining? 
Either that or snowing, even though it’s the middle of April -_-

What was the last thing you had to eat? 

What color is the front door of your house? 

Can you whistle? 

What was the last game you played? 
Heads Up

What were you doing at 9am yesterday morning? 
Waking up

Are you closer in age to a 10 year old or a 30 year old? 
10, yesssss

How do you feel about thunderstorms? 

Have you ever been pulled over by the cops? 

How many times have you donated blood? 

How many times have you had surgery? 

Do you currently have any tattoos? 
No, but I plan on getting one this summer

Will this change in the next 5 years? 
Yes lol

Do you currently have any piercings? 
Just my ears

Will this change in the next 5 years? 
I don’t think so

Do you/have you ever had a pet bird? 
NO I don’t like birds


Hey Nature Sluts,

Hi kids, my name is Paxon. I’m a gay latino cis-male biologist, living in Houston, TX. Welcome to my 2nd Nature/Science blog (Tumblr murdered my first blog, rhamphotheca, for music violations ?!). This blog is my nature notebook, exploration of biodiversity, conservation and science blog. Thanks for joining me. 

I work as a naturalist at a little nature center in a city park, where I teach natural history classes, ID wildlife, and lead nature hikes. My specialties and interests are herpetology, ornithology and birdwatching, marine invertebrates, lepidoptera and other insects, native fungi and wildflowers, paleontology, and evolutionary theory.

I have worked in field science with sharks, bluebirds, piping plover, king eider, amphibian call counts, osprey, reptile and amphibian surveys, bird surveys, small mammal surveys, and worked as a naturalist guide in South Florida and the Eastern lowland rainforest of Ecuador.

Besides science and natural history, I have a keen interest in hiking, hip hop, punk, trans and gender issues, racial justice, star wars, scifi, radical left politics, philosophy, native plant-wildlife gardening, succulents, vegetarian cooking, art, Miyazaki films, pro-wrestling, and bikes.

Feel free to stop by and talk to me about any of that stuff!

Here’s my blog of naked guys and art:

Also, feel free to drop by with ID requests for wildlife, biology/natural history questions, and to submit photos of nature and hot boys :3

- Paxon Kale xoxo


We would like to announce and congratulate the selected cast and crew for the newest season of Survey Corpse~!

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Fieldwork Journal: Off to Vanuatu to Survey Birds

For the next month, Brian Smith, assistant curator in the Department of Ornithology, will be blogging from southern Melanesia, where his team is conducting an inventory of birds on a month-long Constantine S. Niarchos expedition. 

From Smith’s first blog post: 

Because of a long-term focus on cataloging the biodiversity of the Southwest Pacific, the Solomon Islands and Fiji have been relatively well sampled in recent decades, whereas intervening regions, such as southern Melanesia, are under sampled. 

That’s why we’ll be inventorying the birds on three to four islands in Vanuatu in the coming weeks, collecting voucher specimens with genetic samples, and recording bird vocalizations. These specimens will help unify the Museum’s extensive collection from the Whitney South Seas Expedition with modern genetic samples, and we’ll be able to use these specimens to better understand the evolutionary history and biogeography of the Southwest Pacific birds.

Read the entirety of Brian Smith’s first post and stay tuned for more updates!