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Genetics of the Beautiful “Glass Gem” Corn

Corn gone viral? You’re looking at an ear of a corn variety called “Glass Gem”, grown by Greg Schoen of Seeds Trust. This is real corn! How does it grow this way?

First you have to understand a few things about corn. Each corn kernel is actually a sort of unique plant. A corn plant’s male parts (the “tassels”) sit at the top of the stalk, and drop pollen downward. Unfertilized ears (the female parts) catch the pollen with the sticky ends of their corn silks. Each corn silk (I hate when that gets in my teeth) grabs a pollen grain, shuttles it allllllll the way down inside the ear, eventually creating one kernel for each pollen-silk-ovum combination. It’s one of the more interesting and inefficient breeding schemes I know of.

If you’ve taken genetics, you know that the parents’ genes will combine by chance, leading to certain ratios of inheritance in the offspring. This is the basis of Mendelian genetics (great Khan Academy video here).

With corn, we’ve simply carefully bred all the interestingness out of them. Native Americans were used to multi-colored corn, because corn plants held many varieties of color genes that could combine at random. Now all we are left with are one-color clones.

This “Glass Gem” corn is the other extreme of the spectrum, a combination of corn color hybrid genes and random pollination. It’s almost too pretty to eat!  

(via Discover Magazine)

makeithurtplease:

I think he looks better when he’s keeping his clothes on.

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Items in the giveaway:

The little bit naughty book of sex positions- Retail value: $10.99

After Glow toy and body wipes- Retail value: $9.99

Silicone finger bunny- Retail value: $12.99

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My sex life is so boring

Very interesting things have been happening lately, and by lately I mean the last two days… haha

But anyway, we’d been in a dry spell and kept falling asleep before we could have sex. I usually know Boyfriend is going to rain check sex if he says one of the following things 1. I’m tired (trite….) 2. My stomach doesn’t feel good 3. I feel a panic attack coming on…. and I understand them, but it makes me sad that we don’t have sex very often, so after a week of no sex and then he got drunk and said to me that he wanted to cum in my new bangs (I just got a haircut) I was excited because he DOESN’T say those things but then he fell asleep as soon as he laid down, and the next night  his stomach bothered him and it was starting to make me upset. I try not to pout, as a rule, very much but that night he knew I was disappointed so he starts sliding his hand down to my lady parts, and I said no*, and turned onto my tummy while pushing him away but he persisted and said “Fine, I will just do it this way” and I was like “oh..oh..ok” because this was new and it felt nice. I do appreciate that when he isn’t up for sex, he will still get me off. The only thing is, it’s not the same… when I want sex, I don’t just want the orgasm. I want him. I want him in me. That’s what I’m after. And I want him to get off too, because that’s only fair. But, I’ll take it… I would never refuse his touch (unless I’m really not in the mood…which never happens). Anyway, he was a little rough with me while fingering me. He had gotten up on his knees to find a way in there, and stayed that way and pulled my hair and put his hand around my throat, it was amazing… and then we finally had sex last night and he was rough with me again. Talking dirty, spanking me, pulling my hair. It was the best sex we’ve had in awhile.

And today, we were talking about watching a documentary….and there is one about porn on netflix, and I said “Oooooo that one!” and he vetoed it saying it would make him want to watch porn. I said So what?!, why not… and, as he has said before, he doesn’t feel quite comfortable watching porn or masturbating in front of me which makes me sad. We’ve watched porn together before, a few times. Some dvds he has and then online, but I picked which videos we watched. But he won’t masturbate in front of me (though, one time, we did mutual masturbation…but he doesn’t remember), and he doesn’t even feel comfortable doing in while I’m asleep in bed next to him. I just wish he’d let me in on that… but he said “Let me get there” and I won’t push him about it, but it interests me. I want to see him pleasure himself. It’s fascinating. Little does he know, I will look at his porn history to see what he watches because it turns me on. I like watching the same stuff as him and masturbating… I like the idea of that. It’s cute that he’s shy, and I respect it… but I masturbate with him in bed next to me all the time. Sometimes he helps, which is goodgoodgood. He’ll play with my nipples, choke me a little, bite my ear, talk dirty, kiss my neck… unf. Anyways, I just want to see how he does it. I wanna watch him. 

Oh! And he said ok to showering together today… I probably should have gotten down my knees and given him a blow job. I wish I would have thought of that earlier.

I want him to go down on me… he hasn’t in almost a year, he prefers to use his hands, and don’t get me wrong he’s amazing at it, but I want him to eat me out. Usually I’m a little shy to ask, but I put it out there. Maybe I will ask him to tonight. I don’t understand why he was into it when we barely knew each other but now he doesn’t really want to… I mean, he went down on me on our first date for Christsake.

One last note… we were at my dad’s the other day in my room, and on my bed, and I went to get up (which meant I had to go across him) and so I paused mid get-up and kinda sat on his lap and grinded on him and I found the way I was supporting myself was actually a viable sex position.. I had my right leg extended and my foot on the floor, and my left leg bent at the knee and on the bed which interests me because we can’t do reverse cowgirl because I can’t support myself that way because of the arthritis in my knees… so we’re going to have to try it sometime. If I can get him to, we always do it from behind, it’s his favorite (mine too actually…).

*I don’t think anybody reads this, but if you do I don’t want you to think that consent wasn’t given and he finger-raped me, that’s not how it was

I hate, HATE, when people say ” if you can’t discuss (insert sex act here) than you aren’t mature enough to have (sex act)” Now, maybe it’s valid, in certain cases…but upon seeing it on my dash today I thought that perhaps it’s because I see these questions asked/statements made by, most of the time, women and our society shames women about all things to do with sex, having it, thinking about it, liking it, and certainly talking about it. It’s not that I’m not mature enough for sex, or that I don’t have a stable relationship with my lover, it’s that from birth I have been taught that my sex organs are shameful that I should not talk about sex at all that I should be ashamed of it because it’s wrong etc. Fuck it. I try hard to fight against that, because I care about the sex I’m having but sometimes I find it incredibly difficult to discuss certain things, and sometimes become physically uncomfortable while trying to do so or just thinking about having a conversation. Eventually I get there..but sometimes it takes a while (weeks…months) to get there. Just…ugh. End rant.

Boyfriend pulled down the bottoms of my underwear while we were laying in bed. I asked him what he was doing, and he smacked my ass hard. Over, and over. It was amazing. And spontaneous, which made it even better. I love him.

makeithurtplease:

thestrongsubmissive:

When somebody loves you, you become their own personal image of perfection. Wobbly bits included.  I am very lucky to have a man who loves my wobbly bits as much as he loves the rest of me, haha.

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clemsweet:

Beards and curves, two of my very favourite things.

It would be nice to be with someone who didn’t care how my body looked at the front. Like the fact that i don’t have a flat stomach or that my boobs are all happy happy joy joy perky like with those females we see in photo’s and movies.

Seriously. A man judging you by the flatness of your stomach is a man you shouldn’t give the right to come even close to that region!