'Twas brillig
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought. So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
-Lewis Carroll, Jabberwocky
Dirty John Bonny










"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves







OK, folks, we're usually silly around here, but now I'm serious, and will type really slowly. This is a blastocyst. It's about two hundred cells (a hollow sphere, you can almost count them). It's smaller than the period at the end of this sentence.
This one's about five days old. There are nearly a half a million of these in IVF clinics in the US that are scheduled to get poured down a drain, unless, with the client's written consent, they get donated to research.






















It's David Attenborough again. Watch, but especially listen to this lyrebird from Australia. Lyrebirds have magnificent plumage displays and are also quite remarkable mimics.