I know many plant people. It's true.

Just filter for the most popular ship so you don't get disappointed or run out. Easy.

Mortierella ornata
Nymphaea alba
Pithya cupressina

Incidentally, all of the names I think are pretty are also feminine. Coincidence? (not sure about yours, though. could be neutral - not Latin)

Hmm. Of all our species, the only one that's as pretty as its name sounds is Nymphaea alba. (Not that I'm saying Pithya cupressina isn't super cute.) It's like the people naming these things aren't doing so with aesthetics foremost in mind.

Considering that "Tinuviel" was an epithet given to a woman, and "Eurydice" is literally a woman's name, I'd say Tinuviel eurydice is pretty darn feminine-coded, if not necessarily linguistically female.

Some people are. It depends completely on who named it. Some people name with puns chiefly in mind. Others prefer the names to make sense. Others name stuff after people just because. What sort of taxonomist would you be?

All that matters for binomials is linguistics. Specific epithet must agree with genus. Otherwise you look foolish and other taxonomists laugh at you behind your back and then change your name endings in their next paper.

I think I would desperately want to use puns but also be too nervous about being judged to go through with it. I'd probably default to using the most boring descriptive names imaginable. What about you?

The paper I'm reading right now has, instead of a "Materials and Methods" section, a "Material and Method" section. It's weirding me out.

The masters of taxonomy can make pun names perfectly descriptive as well. That would be ideal. I'd end up with something boring, probably. Color names. Yeah.

They only used one material and one method? What sort of insane troll journal is this?

That's the thing. It was not a single material and a single method, they just... hadn't pluralized the section. Bothered the heck out of me.

I was just at Target and saw my ideal man. I actually stopped and stared at him. He was in the self-checkout line, but little did he realize it was his self that was being checked out.
He wasn't just generically good-looking, either. It was like I had entered my "perfect man" parameters into a computer and he was the output.
My heart broke as he picked up his bags and left the building and my life forever.

Good job letting your ideal man escape. Now you'll have to settle and you'll never be truly happy. How depressing.

I thought my data was significantly affected by the factor I was hoping it would be affected by, but then I tested for the effect of sampling depth and everything was destroyed. There went my p-value.

He was indeed shockingly perfect. I've thought about him several times this weekend and mourned the future we will never have together.
I've settled for reading fanfic for that visual novel to fill the void in my heart he left.

I'm so sorry for your p-value. Is your data still telling you anything helpful, at least?

The fruit fly problem has gotten out of hand. I made two traps, but they aren't working fast enough, so I've gone on the offensive. I'm no longer grossed out by clapping them to death with my bear hands. The corpses stick. Sometimes I go on a killing spree and get four or five of them stuck to my palms before I wash them off.

Did you finish all 17 yet?

It is trying, but all of the signal is swamped by the sampling depth problem. Might need to ask for permission to do more sequencing. Oh no.

Or rather, it is well in hand? On hand? Because they stick to your hand. Make sure to clean out your sink well, too. They live down inside the drain in addition to on fruit and in the garbage.

No. Some of them look so bad I'm not going to touch them. My standards don't go down proportionally to the the number of fics in a fandom. I did wind up reading an ongoing 100,000 word epic that's only moderately well-written.

Would more sequencing throw you off-schedule? Will you need to take 10 years for your PhD? You already have all the specimens you could possibly need, right?

I've tried to address the sink problem. I've been running the garbage disposal while putting various substances down it in hopes that it will take out any entrenched flies. Every time I do I say, "Today, Satan".