January 16, 2011


January 20, 2011


August 7, 2011


Last night, Melissa and I made an exciting discovery while a little less than clinically sober when I found this photo—
The black pupil of the eye, which we previously thought to be there, actually isn’t.
I mean…look at this photo and think for a little bit and tell me that it ain’t so.
Instead, it leads back into your eye to create the nerves that connect your eyeball to your brain. 
Our iris, raised around it, is actually what expands and contracts (much like a camera lens zooming in or out and focusing), and is what we see when we think our pupil is “dilating.” 
This means…all the raised “ropes” and filaments of pigment in the iris that you see in the photo above are made like incredibly tiny, tiny mirrors that take in EVERYTHING we see around us, and send it back to our brain. Kind of like how a fly has the disco-ball eyeball.
An entire section of the eye I thought was there and tangible. Gone. …Now would probably be a good time to say that we haven’t fact-checked our hypothesis yet, considering the fact that right after we gabbed about this to each other like startled monkeys on crack cocaine for about half an hour, I promptly decided it was time to go night-night. And by “promptly decided it was time to go night-night,” I mean I just fell the fuck asleep. But I’d like to think that I’m about 78% sure that we’re correct. Even while holding a beer instead of an anatomy textbook.
MIND. BLOWN.
XOXO

Last night, Melissa and I made an exciting discovery while a little less than clinically sober when I found this photo—

The black pupil of the eye, which we previously thought to be there, actually isn’t.

I mean…look at this photo and think for a little bit and tell me that it ain’t so.

Instead, it leads back into your eye to create the nerves that connect your eyeball to your brain. 

Our iris, raised around it, is actually what expands and contracts (much like a camera lens zooming in or out and focusing), and is what we see when we think our pupil is “dilating.” 

This means…all the raised “ropes” and filaments of pigment in the iris that you see in the photo above are made like incredibly tiny, tiny mirrors that take in EVERYTHING we see around us, and send it back to our brain. Kind of like how a fly has the disco-ball eyeball.

An entire section of the eye I thought was there and tangible. Gone. …Now would probably be a good time to say that we haven’t fact-checked our hypothesis yet, considering the fact that right after we gabbed about this to each other like startled monkeys on crack cocaine for about half an hour, I promptly decided it was time to go night-night. And by “promptly decided it was time to go night-night,” I mean I just fell the fuck asleep. But I’d like to think that I’m about 78% sure that we’re correct. Even while holding a beer instead of an anatomy textbook.

MIND. BLOWN.

XOXO

734 notes
Leave Note / Reblog
Amazing Science Bad Habits Eyes Go With Me On This One Random Musings Discoveries Just Call Me Hunter S. Thompson


Ha. HA. HA!!! SEEEEEE?!!!!!!! (Also…bad pun.)
NOTHING SOLID in the black part of the pupil between your iris. Instead, hole into the bowl of your lens.BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DISCOVERIES! 
XOXO

Ha. HA. HA!!! SEEEEEE?!!!!!!! (Also…bad pun.)

NOTHING SOLID in the black part of the pupil between your iris. Instead, hole into the bowl of your lens.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DISCOVERIES! 

XOXO

2 notes
Leave Note / Reblog
Discoveries Eyes Facts Just Call Me Hunter S. Thompson Science Amazing

November 3, 2011


lukeevers:

kaitlinwright:

cephiedvariable:

meme-meme:

Cats are liquids. “Liquids … take the shape of the container while maintaining a constant volume”. That’s it. So cats are liquid.

reblog for flawless scientific reasoning.

^

this is perfect

Mind. Blown.
XOXO

lukeevers:

kaitlinwright:

cephiedvariable:

meme-meme:

Cats are liquids. “Liquids … take the shape of the container while maintaining a constant volume”. That’s it. So cats are liquid.

reblog for flawless scientific reasoning.

^

this is perfect

Mind. Blown.

XOXO

71,583 notes
Leave Note / Reblog
Cats Science Logic Hilarious what. Cute Factor Out Of Control

December 14, 2011


February 19, 2012


geneticist:

The Right Brain vs Left Brain test … do you see the dancer turning clockwise or anti-clockwise? 
If clockwise, then you use more of the right side of the brain and vice versa.Most  of us would see the dancer turning anti-clockwise though you can try to  focus and change the direction; see if you can do it.

It’s gotten to the point where I can switch it up clockwise or counter, just by focusing on the way I’d see it until the image and my eyes sync up.
I’m just either gifted or a little bit telekinetic, y’all.
XOXO

geneticist:

The Right Brain vs Left Brain test … do you see the dancer turning clockwise or anti-clockwise?

If clockwise, then you use more of the right side of the brain and vice versa.

Most of us would see the dancer turning anti-clockwise though you can try to focus and change the direction; see if you can do it.

It’s gotten to the point where I can switch it up clockwise or counter, just by focusing on the way I’d see it until the image and my eyes sync up.

I’m just either gifted or a little bit telekinetic, y’all.

XOXO

1,813 notes
Leave Note / Reblog
Science Brain Power Awesome Special Abilities Mind Fuck

June 13, 2012


This Is Your Brain On Sex. This Is MY Brain On Sex.

By now, we all probably know that I am a highly-sexed, pleasure-seeking individual. I am a huge fan of both orgasms and instant gratification. (This is probably why I burned out my first vibrator’s motor within the first two weeks of owning it.) I also make no bones about the fact that I am a diagnosed depressive. That all being said, one of my personal quirks is an almost insatiable need to have repeat rounds of sex within a night.

For some men, this sounds like a dream come true. For others, as I’m shaking them awake at 4 AM and hissing, “I’m horny!” at them, it’s a nightmare. Especially since we were just doing the horizontal mambo just two hours ago, and their body hasn’t had a chance to “reload” yet. I’ve never understood WHY exactly it is that I prefer to have sex twice in a row (ideally)…I just knew that’s what it would take until my body AND mind let me out of Sexual Frustration Junction.

But today, I learned a new fact about human physiology: During sex pre-orgasm, your brain releases massive amounts of dopamine, the pleasure chemical, which floods your brain, making that pleasure and subsequent release literally ALL you can focus on. Post-orgasm, your brain registers your release and it starts producing serotonin and prolactin, which overrides and wipes out the dopamine, settling you into the satisfied sex-coma most are familiar with.

This is what normally happens. Now, let me explain to you what happens when a depressive person has sex.

Dopamine is released, as usual. Orgasm occurs. Serotonin and prolactin start to be secreted. But, here’s the issue: depression is a serotonin-deficient disease. A depressive person’s brain does not produce the same amount of serotonin that a normally-functioning person’s does. And so, you end up with someone whose brain, post-sex, post-orgasm, is still flooded with relatively high levels of dopamine. That’s right, the pleasure drug. It is literally IMPOSSIBLE for an un-medicated depressive person’s brain to produce the amount of serotonin that is required to shut off their pre-sex dopamine production. This keeps telling their body to expect good feelings and an impending orgasm. They are kept turned on, until, whether through time or repeat rises of serotonin production (aka: post-orgasm release,) it is finally all regulated back to normal.

What medication have I been taking on-and-off and NOT been taking every day for the past six months like I should be? My Zoloft. My much-needed serotonin supplement. I now suddenly know a little bit more about my sexual needs, body’s chemistry, and why I do what it is I do and why I need what I feel I need. For other people who have been diagnosed and live with depression, and for their sex partners, here’s hoping I just made your “why?”s a little clearer, too. It’s not a fun thing to live with, but by understanding your (sweetly malfunctioning) brain a little more, it can make a pain in the ass become a winning round during trivia night at your local bar.

XOXO

3 notes
Leave Note / Reblog
Sex Orgasms Chemistry Science Brain Power Depression Happily Medicated For Your Own Good Amazing Facts

June 23, 2012


I went to the ECHO Center to see the body-works expo, “Our Body, The Universe Within” today and ended up playing with toddlers on the roof. Typical.
However, I did get to hold a human heart, which is something you probably can’t say.
XOXO

I went to the ECHO Center to see the body-works expo, “Our Body, The Universe Within” today and ended up playing with toddlers on the roof. Typical.

However, I did get to hold a human heart, which is something you probably can’t say.

XOXO

3 notes
Leave Note / Reblog
Awesome Babies Bodies Burlington Continued Learning Health Heart Life Nanny Diaries Science Bones Skull and Xbones

August 29, 2012


October 10, 2012


A star forming in region s106, taken by the Hubble telescope. Enjoy.
XOXO

A star forming in region s106, taken by the Hubble telescope. Enjoy.

XOXO

(Source: adamferriss)

36,874 notes
Leave Note / Reblog
Stars Amazing Art Photography Space Trippy Shit Awesome Pretty Colors Science

January 27, 2014