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[96583UP]

I’d get f’d by chemistry or biology probably.

can i sit in the corner and watch?

[Jorge]

Does anybody know of a good paper/resource where folks have explored the functional role of olfactory and vomeronasal receptor genes that are expressed in the brain, but in non-olfactory areas?

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[E.H. Ruddock]

Olèfactory

[E.H. Ruddock]

Vomeronasall or None

[Bi_3]

Olèfactory

This is pretty good Ruddo. I was gonna go with Snot For You/Red Mosquitnose/Disisscent but game recognize game.

[Jorge]

Not helpful at all

[BurtReynolds]

I believe an old copy of Hustler magazine I have laying around mentions something about that. I'll check when I have the time.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Not helpful at all

[bodysnatcher]

Does anybody know of a good paper/resource where folks have explored the functional role of olfactory and vomeronasal receptor genes that are expressed in the brain, but in non-olfactory areas?

fukkin’ nerd

[doug rr]

when was the last time you slept in a sleeping bag?
mine was circa 1982ish at a friends sleep over in junior high

[tree_]

when was the last time you slept in a sleeping bag?
mine was circa 1982ish at a friends sleep over in junior high

i was probably about 16 years old, I'm guessing.. so around the year 2000

[spike]

Good question. Probably my late teens/early 20s when I used to go camping with my buddies a bunch. My best pal’s dad lived up north near a campground, and he’d buy us beer and deliver by canoe across the lake.

I’ve been camping since, but it was with my wife so an air mattress and blankets.

[bodysnatcher]

Like 2 years ago

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Maybe 10 years ago?

[Ello Sailor]

I’ve been camping since, but it was with my wife so an air mattress and blankets.

I think that's called glamping, broseph.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

I’ve been camping since, but it was with my wife so an air mattress and blankets.

I think that's called glamping, broseph.

Some tramping in there also

[Ello Sailor]

Unreal.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

I know I couldn’t believe the youporn videos myself when I saw

[Ello Sailor]

That's wildly inappropriate, Leonard.