September 1-5, 2014.
This week, Helen discovered a late summer symphony of peal bells and cicadas. Listen!
Ann discovered an unexpected but welcome pattern in the pronouns that the astronomers are using to describe their colleagues — “she.”
Richard introduced a new occasional LWON series — the Bad Science Poet. (Motto: “It’s not the science that’s bad—it’s the poetry!”™)
Cassie overhears a couple of insufferable doctors fat-shaming their patients, and wishes they’d better acquaint themselves with scientific evidence. Also, if stigma were an effective weight loss tool, everyone would be skinny by now.
Finally, I wondered what it would take to teach my dog that porcupines are not her friend.
Photo by Elaine Moore via Flickr.
Our labrador, Sadie, also was nailed by a porcupine when we lived in New Hampshire. She was
one unhappy pup. We took her to the vet, who had to sedate her in order to pull out all the needles
from her face. We picked her up the next morning, and she didn’t touch another porcupine for the
rest of her life.