The Pinta Island subspecies of the Galapagos Tortoise (Chelonoidis nigra abingdoni) is now believed to be extinct.
Lonesome George lived in a large corral on the main island of Galapagos, with several females of the Espanola subspecies. George was much fonder of his fronds and sunshine than the females, though, and despite their genetic similarity (meaning that the eggs would likely be fertile), he did not mate with them.
The tortoise subspecies of the islands were second only to the finch adaptations in inspiring Charles Darwin’s theory of natural selection.
I thought I posted about Lonesome George on Darwin Day, but alas, it appears I did not. I have a few posts on tortoises, including a photo of Harriet, a notable Galapagos tortoise who died in 2006, at age 176, but no George.
As Lonesome George was considered a fairly young adult, in terms of tortoise years, his death was unexpected, and the cause is unknown. A necropsy will take place to determine the cause, and his body will be preserved and kept at the Galapagos National Park visitor center.
These are challenging fiscal times for California, but continuing to invest in student financial aid, specifically the Cal Grant program, is the best investment the state can make for its future and its people […]
Cutting the maximum Cal Grant for deserving students at AICCU independent non profit schools (for a complete list, visit http://tinyurl.com/5bbk6t) won’t save the state any money, and it will cost the state in the future. Without an educated workforce, California’s leadership role in the world economy cannot be sustained.
Please support maintaining the maximum Cal Grant award of $9,708. Keep the State’s promise of the Cal Grant award and a college education for deserving students!
“A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time, proof that humans can work magic.”—Carl Sagan (via sonorensis)
We saw many fandoms together. Many albums, songs, artists, videos, photos from prom and other frivolous shenanigans from youth, etc together. Many usages as an external harddrive before I could afford a real one, many years being naked because I was too cheap to replace the skin, many scars and years of hurt from when I dropped you/tripped over the headphones to send you flying across the room/knocked you off the elliptical reaching for my water bottle, etc. And of course, the initial many looks of envy because you were cream of the crop of iPods back then. And I remained just as proud of you, even when the years would pass and more advanced stuff came out. You will be missed. And likely not replaced for a long ass time because I remain as poor and cheap as I was the day I got you as a 16th bday present.
Seven years and counting I have been shipping Sasusaku.well..shit..Naruto is ooooold.
I’ve devoted 9 (NINE) and a half years of my life to this manga and ship. I remember when you couldn’t read the chapters so easily online and had to download the .zips one by one and had to torrent episodes (episode 15 like just came out back then!)…through IRC!
This thing needs to end soon (like Bleach) and my ship needs to become canon so I can move on with my life T__T