Friendly reminder that Kairi Ex+, Xion Ex+, and all the Ex+ foretellers do not retroactively stack. They first reset any applicable buffs to 0 and then apply their buffs. You can stack buffs on top of them but any buff medal you cast prior to will be null and void if the medal effects that stat in some way.
To illustrate further: let’s say you cast something that gave you +14 green attack and +14 blue attack. If you cast Gula Ex+ only the green attack would drop down to 7, not the blue. However the highest guilt bonus rule still applies (whichever medal gives the highest bonus is the one that trumps).
I am super paranoid about the kittens being cold, USELESSLY paranoid, so this is actually quite reassuring because the cat in the picture still looks reasonably happy at the last-before-ball stage, which is where my kittens sometimes end up.
What a difference 9 weeks makes in a kitten. Sundew turns 12 weeks old tomorrow.
You can start to get a sense of how majestic he will look as an adult, but you’re right… I did NOT give any permission for him to cease being a stupid round fluffball.
It’s also why at my shelter I advise against people getting kittens purely because they’re cute. The cute kitten stage is vanishingly short and then you have 15+ years of cat. I look forward to all those years with my glorious Sundew.
You gotta love that the Brehons were even thinking of the crazy cat ladies.
question, and feel free to answer with real info or total bullshit (i like both): why was this an issue of concern for lawmakers? like, were there disputes over cat names? what problem was this seeking to solve?
I’m going off memory and this is going to sound like BS, but it’s not, I went to school for this, lol.
Cat’s were an important part of keeping a house in the medieval era. Rats, mice and roaches were known to be disease carriers and keeping a good hunting cat was believed to be a good ward against those animals and their diseases. (Of course, with the exception of plague, this is true.)
But not all cats are created equal, same as now, some were content to just sit around and mooch off the milk. (Don’t feed your cat cows milk, we know better now.)
Medieval Irish cat law, or
“
Catshlechta
“ Was a means of solving the lazy cat problem. How do you determine what a cat is worth? By it’s merit of course. How do you know what it’s merits are? By it’s name.
So a good hunting cat would be given a name that reflected what its positive traits were regarding it’s job. (Everything was work back then, even for cats.) In example…
“Meone” meant “Mighty roar” and it was considered to be able to scare beasts away (both pests and supernatural creatures.) It was worth 2 cows.
“Cruipne” or “Mighty paw” was a thrice proven mouser, and worth three ounces of coinage. usually assigned to protect areas of wealth like grain stores or cattle housings.
“Breone” or “Fireside cat” was good at both hunting and purring (I.E affection.) and was worth 3 whole cows.
“Baircne” a female cat (Owned by a woman usually) said to be good at protecting ships and women. It was worth whatever you could get a woman’s husband would pay for it.
Cats were usually kept in the same housing as the cows and were looked after by whomever fed said cows, hence the relation to cow costs.
Also, gender mattered. Male cats were noted to be far more lazy, and were worth about half of whatever a female cat was. (Don’t ask me how they sexed the cats, they didn’t leave us that detail.)
There’s also a set of laws for dogs called “Conshlechta”
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Okay how are those names pronounced though
And what would a lazy, dumb cat be called because I might need to change my cat’s nickname
With the usual caveat that we don’t actually know how medieval languages were pronounced, and that this is a reconstructed pronunciation based on historical linguistics:
Meone: /’meo:ne/ meh-OH-neh, with stress on the meh.
Cruipne /’crubne/ CRUB-neh.
Breone /’breo:ne/ breh-OH-neh, stress on breh.
Baircne /’bar’gne/ BAR-ug-neh, with the ‘ug’ syllable much shorter than the other two syllables.
there’s something about it that’s just disturbingly real.
like i can come here and spout whatever nonsense i want, and ya’ll will tolerate it.
twitter is like an alien world where i don’t know what’s gonna happen, if fucking ted cruz is gonna respond to me or what.
it’s nerve wracking, it’s too mainstream.
i prefer this bullcrap where no one knows anyone or what’s going on at any given time.
But do u remember that time when a writer came at you here?
that’s true, but unlike twitter, i was only tumblr shamed.
and tumblr shaming doesn’t work on me because tumblr shaming is like if a group of furries came with signs to shame a filthy otaku.
on twitter, it’s like JK Rowling is gonna slap me with some half assed white corporate feminism and have her drones of cult followers come to shit on me for speaking.
or like blake shelton is gonna @ me for making fun of his music, and all of his fans are gonna light the fire under my feet.
it’s way different, being controversial on a mainstream media site.
tumblr’s a cesspit of stupidity, but it’s an obscure and strange cesspit of stupidity.
twitter’s a little too real.
trump and obama can have a rap battle on twitter and make it a part of us history.
tumblr isn’t the same way.
we all die in obscurity on tumblr, and i prefer it.
twitter feels like im in full sight of the snipers and i cant even duck behind a clown car to avoid them
On tumblr you’re in the clown car, hurtling towards a cliff at mach 3 with a few dozen others in the same car.
See, it’s metaphors like these that you can only get on Tumblr, that perfectly describe what it’s like being on Tumblr.
If you would report an undocumented immigrant to ICE you would have reported me to the Nazis and I don’t fucking trust you
A note:
I live in a state where you “have to” report anyone you suspect of being undocumented (that wonderful hellhole of Arizona). Now in practice this law has fallen far short, thank goodness. But if you live in such a place and they start enforcing it, here is how you get around it:
Assume everyone who doesn’t speak English is visiting.
Never ask about their job, because if they tell you they work here then you know they’re not visiting. You see them a lot for several weeks or months? Hm. Someone in the family must be ill. That’s terribly tough. They always dress in old, ratty laborers’ clothes? I feel you, my dude, I can’t afford new clothes either, and my dad has the fashion sense of an aardvark, so sometimes it’s not even about “affording” them. They say they’ve been here for years? You must have misunderstood. Spanish isn’t your first language, after all. First and last name? It never came up, or you don’t recall–you meet a lot of people.
And then, if you’re asked: no, you haven’t seen anyone residing illegally in the United States. Just people visiting.
Very good very important addition
Essentially, this is the civil society version of a work-to-rule strike.
Don’t do more than is expressly asked of you, and do what you are asked with such an intense attention to protocol that not asking you at all becomes more effective than even bothering.
In this case:
“Have you seen an illegal immigrant?”
“Could you describe an illegal immigrant, officer?”
*officer describes a person who is in the country without appropriate paperwork, or who has crossed the border illegally*
“No, sir, I haven’t seen any illegal immigrant.”
And this is correct. You have NOT seen an illegal immigrant, because you have no way of knowing if Jose Fulano is here legally or not. And since you can’t see his paperwork (or lack thereof), and did not personally see him cross the border illegally, you are only answering precisely the question asked.
I’m not American, and I have like, three followers, but this is important.
So, I’m a lawyer, who deals with immigration though does not specialize in it. But here’s the thing(s):
1) Even someone who’s working could be here on a migrant (or other sort of) visa (hey, there are a few thousand per year, and *someone*’s got to get them, right?) or could be waiting for their case to resolve in immigration court, after having come to America to join a born or naturalized American family member.
2) Even people who are working improperly could have come into the country legally – and just overstayed their visa or be violating the conditions of their visa, and you have no idea what the niggly little regulations that govern that might be.
3) If a law enforcement officer asks you about a neighbor/friend/etc., take this moment to remind them that, unlike them, you cannot ask a random person off the street for their ID and be entitled to a response.
4) Even if someone has told you that they are undocumented, you still don’t know, do you? Humans lie all the time. How could you know for sure? You can’t, because they can’t prove that they have a lack of papers. Just because you haven’t seen papers doesn’t mean they don’t exist!
5) Don’t ever talk to cops in general. Why are you talking to a cop? Stop that, as soon as it is safe and feasible.
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