me: *doing literally any task that requires two other people to assist me*
me: I need a small, elite team.
This is so wholesome
Update: he finally got the cat to the vet to see if she had a microchip
I was already on board with his sweet wholesome open-to-love-and-nurturing heart but I was fully unprepared for getting to that last tweet and seeing how off the hook HOT dude is
https://twitter.com/pariszarcilla?lang=en heres his twitter is here there is also additonal cat photos of his children.
CAT DAD IS BACK
aww, the kids grow up so fast. ;-;
HHHHHHHH I LOVE CAT DAD!
This is, by far, the single most adorable fucking thing I have ever seen.
I love that he kept …. All of them.
I’ve reblogged the earlier part of this thread before, and the new stuff makes it even better.
This is the Tumblr equivalent of a warm hug on a cold day.
I remember this thread, but I never saw the grown-up pics ❤
All hail Catdad
I saw Catdad for the first time today, and my day instantly became exponentially better.
CATDAD HAS REVIVED MY WILL TO LIVE
I live for cat dad-
Cat dad has saved us all
Archaeologists: “Uhhhh, there’s still a lot of debate about how effective leather armor really could have been on a battlefield. Alas, we shall never know.”
Punks: “Hey, fresh cut, the boneheads carry knives sometimes so make sure and lift a good leather jacket. It’ll save your life.”
Layers layers layers! Slashes won’t do shit even to most t shirts but a stab will ignore the shit outa your leathers. Layers will keep the blade from getting as deep as it otherwise would and gives more for it to snag on if it serrated.
Armour has always been about layers.
Example 1200s minor noble: linen shirt, gambeson (layered and quilted linen with wool insulation), chain mail, surcoat, arming cap, helmet, coif, bigger helmet.
Another example Alexander era Macedonian hoplite: linen tunic, greaves, 1" of tightly pressed and laminated linen, helmet (probably with some sort of arming cap/padding inside), big ass shield.
Layers save lives.
Yes! Cloth is hard work to cut with a knife. When they were trying to ban (sword) duelling in Europe, they banned people from carrying around shields/bucklers, so your defensive tool was a cloak wrapped around your non-sword fist, with plenty of loose fabric to catch your opponent’s blade. You might get your cloak torn, but you’re less likely to get your skin sliced up, and that’s the important thing.
You know what is a surprisingly amazing material for armor?
The Mongolians used silk vests because silk isn’t broken by an arrow, and you can use the silk to gently pull the arrow back out, even if it’s barbed. They also often used silk as the backing for leather armor.
The first bulletproof vests were made in Japan and Korea. Out of, yup, silk. Silk could stop black powder bullets, but was rendered obsolete by higher powered modern firearms. A combination of silk and metal was experimented with, but dropped because of the expense of silk.
Franz Ferdinand was wearing one such vest when he was assassinated, but it didn’t help because of where he was hit.
The US military is now looking into something called Dragon Silk, which is spider silk made by GMO silkworms, to make body armor that might be more comfortable than the current kevlar vests.
You want proof about silk being able to stop an arrow? Try sewing it with the wrong machine needle in place. I have shattered – literally shattered – needles that were too thick. They just will not pass between the tightly woven fibers, even when in a machine that can go through your actual fingers. And that was just a lightweight taffeta, not something woven to be intentionally impenatrable.
It is horrible at stopping slashes, though. Whether by the blade of scissors, roller cutter, or well honed dagger or sword, it just falls to pieces like it never meant to be whole in the first place. This is, again, where your layers come in – a nice heavy leather for slash damage, a dense silk for piercing. You probably want to put something under it though, silk against sweaty skin is unpleasantly sticky. It *clings*. Eww.
Useful things elementary school neglected to teach me, exhibit #5839
In the swampland beyond the bridges three, where neither the signals of cell phones or radios can reach, there is a woman who watched me when I was a child, and when I grew, I watched her children, and when they grew, they watched my children.
And so it goes that I drive the narrow roads into the swamp and I park my car next to the pear tree. She greets me with the sun in her hair of gold and silver, three cats and two dogs at her heels as she waves and says to come in.
She gives me twelve bars of hand-brewed soap and twelve hand sewn handkerchiefs and when I pay, she grabs my arm and tsks at the rash on my wrist from the cypress sawdust.
“Wait here.” She says, and disappears into the back of her house. I stay in the small square of vinyl allocated to those who do not remove their boots.
She returns with a block of herbal soap. “Wash daily with this and if it’s not better in three days, call me.”
Neither of us acknowledge the fact that she doesn’t have cell phone signal out here. She’ll answer if I call.
I leave and just before I reach the first of the bridges, I remember that I left the handkerchiefs at her house. I know if I cross the bridge now, I won’t be able to return until next month, so I turn around and go back.
She meets me outside again and one of her dogs growls at me for my second visit in a day. That’s not how it is done.
“No! He’s mine!” She yells, thunder in her voice.
The dog drops to its belly and licks my ankle in apology. I have thirteen bars of hand brewed soap and twelve hand sewn handkerchiefs.
That said: the soap she made for me smells incredible
What the fuck I thought this was a southern gothic snippet. Did this actually happen to you?
Yes lol, this happened to me. She makes awesome soap but you have to time your visits just right because the monthly thunderstorms flood the bridges.
I swear this sounds like a fae-human interaction
For a minute I thought you were writing a story about buying magical soap from an old kind witch who’s house only appears for a short time, once a month and whoever is on the property will be spirited away until next month.
OK but seriously the way the first post is worded I was gonna ask if you live in a Neil Gaiman novel.
The only difference between a life and a novel is the effort to commit it to writing
In honor of Day of the Dead, here’s a repost of my comic about the San Francisco Columbarium and the man who spent 26 years restoring it.
This comic originally appeared on Medium at The Nib. Go check out my other work there.
Emmitt and the Columbarium.
when u have so many things u want to draw that it becomes overwhelming so u just do nothing
Ok so last week I was hanging out with a friend and he told me that, when he was a child, he used to have a vhs tape with some random tv shows on it. And he says, “you know that sheep gif? that show was on the vhs, but I can’t remember how it was called, and google isn’t helping.” so we spent the weekend trying to find it, and we did! anyways the video was made by a cult
This post sent me down an insane rabbit hole last night, the cult that made this has a thing for fantasizing about having sex with Jesus:
Cool tips for hot sex!
I have never encountered a post that legit made me feel like I’ve been punched in the chest before.
This started as a relatable artist meme but quickly turned into a horny cultist-driven train wreck
When the author is transphobic, homophobic, misogynistic, a pedophile, abusive, racist and/or antisemitic, their words mean nothing any more. They have no claim over their characters or their stories. The minute an author reveals themselves to be a garbage person is the minute that you, as a fan, have every right to do whatever you want with their work. Death to the shitty author … death to mediocre white men …
out of curiosity i searched for the very first of the 400k+ naruto fics on ff.net and…… im overwhelmed fam. it’s sasunaru from 2001. before the anime even started. before the manga was even officially translated. what a cultural landmark. this is like witnessing the birth of history itself honestly
J E S U S C H R I S T
Snow White twist where Snow White is played by a dark-skinned woman with snow white hair
- another twist: the story focuses on beauty in the context of racial prejudice
- the stepmother is white and known as the ‘fairest of them all’ but then this girl with dark skin grows to be more beautiful than her and she doesn’t understand and she doesn’t like it and she is threatened by it
- you can see where this is going
People in the comments are so mad 💀
whoops my hand slipped
This is lovely…we had a black cinderella, we should have a bunch of black princesses now bc this is an amazing concept
has everyone seen this ask polly letter from a woman with a deadly mushroom allergy whose in-laws have started putting mushrooms into literally everything they cook to the point of buying special mushroom powder to put into the mashed potatoes
What, and I cannot stress this enough, the fuck?
Well this hit remarkably close to home. Never been moved to tears by an Ask Polly before but here I am.
The week I got my sesame allergy confirmed my mother in law started buying sauces and breads and rice with sesame seeds in them and started cooking with them almost daily.
You can’t fix that amount of bitter and violent. All you can do is write off the relationship and take steps to keep yourself safe.
STOP SLANDERING GALARIAN WEEZING!!!!!! HE’S FIGHTING CLIMATE CHANGE AND POLLUTION AND IS DOING HIS BEST!!!!!!!
He has reappropriated the aesthetic of a Victorian industrialist and is using it to DECREASE pollution. He is a master of irony, a true subversive, and an inspiration to us all.