Before you could speak, you could pee. Before you learned to write your own name, you could pee. (And if you grew up in a particularly snowy part of the world, you may have combined these skills.) Urination is a taboo subject, a daily miracle, an essential bodily function, and a complete mystery to most people who do it.
Let’s part the underpants-shaped veil surrounding urination information. Let’s learn about peeing.
Look into the "methods" section of any given animal experiment and you'll find descriptions ranging from the ghastly to the absurd. Researchers have crafted chicken goggles, tiny cardboard hats, and remote-control whale-snot collectors—all in the name of science.
Darwin’s research transformed
the Galapagos Islands into an object of scientific and cultural fascination, as well as a
bucket-list destination. In 1978, UNESCO honored the archipelago and its living
treasures by naming it the first-ever World Heritage site. 97% of the islands’
area was designated a national park; the remaining 3% was set aside for human
habitation. The parklands and their inhabitants are truly wild, offering no
shelter, no Internet access, and no bathrooms. So...How do you poop in the Galapagos Islands? Click here to read the article on mental_floss.
(excruciatingly cute sea lion pup photo by dagspeak)
Once the luggage was out of the way, the passenger seat of the rental car reclined almost 180 degrees. My body went down with it, twinging tailbone flush and grateful against the bedlike plane, bare feet alighting on the sun-warmed patch of faux leather atop the glove compartment. The headrest was unreachable, crafted for a longer person, but a heavy head will rest wherever it can. Read the rest in Quail Bell magazine. photograph by C.M. Drysdale