Your mother did not raise you with a wolf in your chest so you could howl over losing a man.
Come on in, the water’s fine! #SharkWeek
“The Japanese Footbridge and the Water Lily Pool, Giverny,” 1899, by Claude Monet
Once chromosomes are pulled to either side, the cell start reversing the steps of prophase and prometaphase: the nuclear envelop reforms around decompacting chromosomes. Near the end of telophase, a thin bridge between the daughter cells, called the midbody contains the remnants of the mitotic spindle. A ring of actin filaments (i.e., the cleavage furrow) pulls like ‘purse strings’ to pinch the cells into two.
Image: Two HeLa cervical cancer cells captured in telophase, as sister chromatids are separated into the two ends of the dumbbell-shaped cell. Green fluorescence is from Aurora B protein kinase fused to eGFP with white and red marking DNA and tubulin. The image was taken using a DeltaVision deconvolution/restoration microscope.
Fly Art, a Tumblr account created by students Gisella Velasco and Toni Potenciano has been perfectly mixing popular rap lyrics and Renaissance paintings since December 2013 and we only can hope that they never stop.
Stromae - Tous Les Memes (A capella)
A tuneage mod of yours just had the god damn time of their life at a Stromae concert in New York City.
This video comes from the encore in which the band members sang an unbelievable a capella rendition of his popular song Tous Les Memes. The audience was palpably excited and my favorite moments were when their excitement broke, manifesting itself in soft clapping or uncontainable foot stomps.
The concert itself was a dizzing experience of joy, Stromae was electric and the audience was delighted. The backdrop was digitized and often served as an eerie narrative—sometimes creating as a silhouetted backdrop for Stromae, sometimes acting as backup dancers, sometimes providing ironic commentary.
We wrote about Stromae a few months ago and encourage you to check out his music. He’s currently blowing up and will be touring the US fully for the first time in September. Even if you don’t speak French, he is an unbelievable performer and musician.
Again I’m drunk
But I’ve never been so happy, ever. So into this girl. And she’s into me. I reiterate: What a time to be alive
I’ve been watching too much greys anatomy and I’m really into this girl (woah that’s weird) and now I’m a little drunk and woah what a time to be alive
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear