ATTENTION FOR A SECOND, YO:
Real talk, this animal (the Ordovician Helmet crab, aka the Horseshoe crab, aka the Atlantic’s most at-risk shelled animal) is of a species that is close to 450 million years old. They are considered endangered, and often wash up on the shores of Long Island (this big lady crab was at TR park in Oyster Bay)
Note: these animals are often used to extract their blue blood and cure diseases. They help the ocean out big time. And they are one of the longest-surviving species on the planet. They’re washing up and people don’t think to/are scared to save them because of their deceivingly harmless barbs.
Take note, friends. Their barbs are NOT stingers. They cannot hurt you. Their pinchers aren’t pinchers, they’re just little legs that are actually really soft! The barb tail they have is actually what they use to stick into the ocean floor or the sand when waves knock them over or they flip onto their backs by accident. And you can help them out by flipping them back over very quickly and helping them scuttle back into the water if you see them struggling.
This is way important. Just call me the Sarah McLachlan of horseshoe crabs.
save the Kabuto
New England too. They’re just cute weirdos!
I find it really strange that when you’re in a long distance friendship or relationship all you want to do is see that person and being around them is the biggest most wonderful deal but there are people who interact with them
all the time, on the street and in the classroom and in the shops and it always makes me jealous because you want to be with this person so much and for everyone else they’re nothing special but for you they’re everything special
*wakes up at 9* nice
*immediately falls asleep, wakes up at noon* less nice
truer words have never been spoken
I share that headcanon. c:
>implying that Link being a dweeb isn’t actual canon
Link’s awkwardness appreciation post.
Somebody needs to give that guy an award
He just made that cop’s shitty day 10x better. He has to deal with grumpy, hateful protesters and then Jesus fucking shows up.
#425 Drifloon, the Balloon Pokémon.
Now available and READY TO SHIP!
Tumblr is suffering. You either follow too many people so that it takes you two hours to find anything and catch up.
Or you don’t follow enough and you go and you’re totally bored and finish your Dash in five minutes.
Or you end up like me with this weird group that will go half a day with only 12 posts, then suddenly everybody posts 200 things at once.
Does it bother anyone else that there are parts of your life you don’t remember? You have done and said things that you don’t even know about anymore. That means you don’t even have the right perception of yourself because you don’t even fully know who you are. However, something that you’ve forgotten about could be a prominent memory in somebody else’s mind. It trips me out.