ArtieShaw

When mine wants to cuddle, she has learned to place her paws gently against my skin.

Any movement means claws come out.

It’s very effective.

My cat(s) would never forgive me.

OK - I’m lying. They wouldn’t care but my husband would be super offended on their behalf.

Perfection.

/r/ancientcoins

Interesting mix of people, most of whom were chill. Always something new to discover. And they were pretty open to discussing the elephant in the room: much of everyone’s collection had been looted at some point. The only notable exception to that was an AMA by a Jr. Sales Person from Harlan Berk. He got roasted.

The rest of this is just me ranting about coins.

Coins are a relatively new invention. The first recognizable coins were made in Lydia (modern day Turkey) around 600BCE. For perspective, Egypt’s Old and New Kingdoms did not have standardized, metallic currency. (which is a shame - considering Egypt’s art, their currency probably would have looked awesome).

Greek coinage emphasized art and sometimes local trade items. For example, if your city was famous for its horses your coins would probably feature horses.

Celtic coins often looked like their artists were eating every mushroom they could get their hands on.

Roman coins emphasized political power, and had a lasting impact on the rest of coinage in the west. For example, they standardized putting the Leader’s head on the obverse, and an uplifting design on the reverse. Sometimes they’d put the Emperor’s wife on the front, which is always fun. (Curiously, Canadians that I’ve talked to about this are obstinate that the Queen is on the back and that the Bluenose/Loon/Beaver/whatever is on the front.)

Of course China had its own monetary progression. Ant Nose Money and Spade Money, for example, preceded the round coin with square hole that has been prevalent for the past 1200-ish years. India produced some really cool square coins. Japan minted one and two “Bu” coins that were rectangular during the 1800s - and although that’s stretching the definition of ancient, I think they’re cool.

So yeah, I miss being subscribed to COIN FACTS.

Not cool, man. Not cool.

That’s just what the cat is saying. I’m happy to see this bunny here.

I love this.

I feel like sometimes the learning curve is worth the reward. Not always, but sometimes.

he puked on the stairs and went back to hiding

Classic.

Congratulations on finding a good one!

To be fair, he makes an excellent plant.

I’ve also heard that cats try to mimic birds. It’s one of the theories behind that weird clacking noise they make when they see prey that’s out of reach.

“We were not mission critical.”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stars_on_Mars I’m watching it and I’m only slightly ashamed.

D-list celebrities (I’m being generous) compete to win something. I’m not sure what they win. An escape from irrelevance? It’s sort of hosted by William Shatner, who reads pre-taped clips to setup challenges and introduce new contestants. And let me tell you, he earned all $500 he was paid to do it.

I’d never heard of 90% of the people involved, which makes it easier to point and laugh. Lance Armstrong is on it and (surprise) he’s a toxic asshole. Andy Richter (who I liked back when he controlled the universe) is on it and he’s also a bit of an ass.

In any case, it will now be my headcanon that the rejected stars aren’t rescued and sent back to Earth, but are forced to die in a Martian cave. And that Shat knew the whole time.

My God, that shirt.

It’s a relief to know that its just an inhuman machine entity basic bitch representation of a shirt your gran might enjoy wearing.

That’s a hell of a fight face.

Hoping that they don’t learn about “inside the box spring.” That’s where the real 3am magic (aka cat fights) happen.

In addition to getting onto the top of the fridge, mine learned to get into kitchen cabinets. I’d come downstairs in the morning and find her just casually oozing out of the cabinet we keep cups and plates in. “my butt was maybe on all your stuff just now. oh hai. got catfood?”

I love them. Some still have secret hiding spots in our house.

I had one who could jump to the top of the fridge from a dead standstill. (About 6 feet [2m] vertical). First time I saw her up there I assumed she used the counter as an intermediate step. Nope. It was like she just turned off gravity for a moment.

When we found her she was a kitten who had gotten trapped in our garage. Half feral and scared. I swear she was doing 9 foot parkour jumps along the walls when she saw us.

She’s 14 now so she’s slowed down a bit, but she has no issues with a human-chest-high jump.

Cats are neat.

Mine still thinks he fits into a shoe.

Kittenhood was a good time. He could crawl into a sneaker, curl up, and enjoy 360 degrees of pure human foot stink. Now he can only fit his head inside, which is a bit of a tragedy but he still gets to enjoy the odor.

You need to install one or more cat containment units. Our favorites are the 9x11 inch, soft grey boxes with 4 inch flexible sides. (Cardboard boxes also work, but my managers prefer the soft and flexible feel of the store bought merch).

The delicate cat diplomatic situation in my office meant that I could only use two traps at once, but it looks like you could manage three without any additional treat-ies in place.

They fit, they sit, and they quickly fall asleep. No more keyboard interference. No more reminders that it’s only 3 hours until feeding time. No more worrying about whether you need to report them to HR when they demand you “touch my butt now.”