As always, the ancient Romans had that.

A nomenclator referred to a slave whose duty was to recall the names of persons his master met during a political campaign. Later, the scope was expanded to include names of people in any social context and also other socially important information about them.

Delusion

with leathery skin like a rhinoceros.

Then why the dog like fur?

Biologists wouldn’t say they’re the same species, because biologists are aware of interspecies hybrids and the species problem.

It’s not even that much work, to be honest.

I wouldn’t run 6 fireplaces at once, maybe two or three at most, and aside from chopping and carrying the wood inside, there’s not that much work in it. Just set a few pieces nicely with a piece of paper (think jenga style more than a cartoon bonfire), se it alight. Let it breathe for a while, get a good flame, then fill 'er up once it’s going nicely. I mean, depending on how hot you want the room. I’d never actually shove them full, about halfway at most maybe. Then let it burn. Then fill it up a second and maybe third time in the winter, then just let it cool while stoking the coals.

It really doesn’t feel like work.

And now I’m nostalgic.

But yeah temperature would be the least of your worries as king imo. Perhaps not the least, but a small one anyway.

People don’t even need AC on the latitude I live in.

It’s basically two winters and August.

Literally for most of the year I wear the same amount of outdoor clothing, which is a lot.

Dc++ as well

Fireplaces create a wonderful soft warmth. Unless you live in some huge castle or it’s completely blowing through your house, warming the house with fireplaces is great. Even when there are some small drafts here and there in the house. Just wear warm socks as the floors are usually quite cool despite the room being toasty from the heat.

Then you tend the fire for some time, long enough for the fire to properly warm all the stone around it. (Even in wooden houses, the central chimney would be rather thick at the bottom where the fireplaces are, so the stones store heat during the night.)

You stoke the coals and then when it’s just red coals and no more burning, you can shut down the chimney, so the rest of the heat stays in.

It slowly dissipates through the night. (But you won’t get carbon monoxide poisoning, which is why it’s important to have the chimney open while there’s actual fire.) It might get a bit cool around the morning hours, but sleeping in the cool is actually pretty decent.

Waking up in the cold is a bitch though.

We had uhm… two chimneys and six fireplaces in the house I (mostly) grew up in. Was built in the 30’s.

You could’ve probably purchased bottom surgery, sort of.

But the quality would’ve been, eh, less satisfactory, I would presume, and you’d have died of infection in like two weeks.

My point here being you’d surely have been able to persuade some quack to take sharp implements to you with enough gold. Royalty did crazy shit back then.

But yah I’m on your side on this. Being in power in an age we romanticise might seem. Until you remember that if you fall down and scratch your knee, you could die of that with bad luck.

Healthcare systems and governments might be shit nowadays but the level of medical technology is so vastly superior that it’s the obvious choice.

Congrats on what I gather was probably a lot of work, of all sorts. Enjoy.

Lord Bumlogger

Fucking English collective nouns. :D

I actually had a raven once, I was so surprised. I was just being followed by Muninn, as normal, saw him, he glid a bit next to me while I was going to the store. Got them a bag full of balls, put it all out there on a field and stayed and watched.

I live in the outskirts of the city, so not too urban, but also not too unurban… There’s places within like 5km I know there’s ravens. But usually they’re not here.

Muninn saw me going to the store, glid aside me, I got them a bag… Oh wait I wrote that earlier.

Anyway that’s when I saw this

The scale isn’t evident from this photo, sorry. But ravens are huge compared to hooded crows which are like twice the size of magpies. Ravens are like 80cm from beak to tail. So many while I was in the army. Gorgeous corvids.

Bonus photo

I’m pretty sure that only applies due to a majority of people being morons. There’s a vast gap between the 2% most intelligent, 1/50, and the average intelligence.

Also please put digital text on white on black instead of the other way around

black on white, ew

I would help this guy describe the sensation as a “squelch”.

I also used to hear my heartbeat in my ears pretty much all the time and at 18 had “the blood pressure or an 80-year old woman” but since I went wheat and dairy free I’ve none of that.

“Gluten-free” isn’t just a Karen fad. I used to very much believe so, until I read about NCGS and tried an GFCF diet. (Gluten free casein free.) I also avoid all wheat derived products, some of which are labeled as gluten-free. It’s a bitch to hunt down basic ham because most of it here in Europe is processed with dextrose made from wheat, whereas in the US, they also use dextrose but it’s derived from corn.

Well I’d say few friends then whole lot of trolls. Some other birds have begun taking notice, but I’m not going to feed the seagulls. (Although they’re not as dumb as they look and can live several decades.)

Basically there was a nesting pair or crows on top of a building I lived next to, and I lived on the sixth floor. So I began to mimic their head movements, to line myself with the position of their beak. Mirroring, you know.

Then it took a while and I got them to come get some opportunistic foods from the windowsill and now they just remember me. They had a nestling at one point, definitely. There were three, imo.

Magpies there’s loads can’t keep track. One fat one though, he was a proper fatty boom batty one spring when I’d been leaving out basically whole bags of meatballs, like 400g a bit shy of a pound. I was sort of proud, he/she looked pretty healthy, despite the harsh winter.

I have the images in my old phone I see if I’ll care enough to post some.

Idk if magpies are assholes, per se. Definitely eager, I would say. The crows are always having trouble with them. I have trouble not imagining it as WWII bombers (the crows) getting harassed by multiple smaller bogies (the magpies).

It’d be sweeter if I had a house and could arrange a spot to do it reliably. Now its just me relying on them spotting me. But it’s kinda fun, as sometimes when I’m scooting/cycling to the store, Muninn will glide next to me a bit to remind me he’s there and to get him something as well.

I don’t always buy them meatballs and there’s been plenty of bans for bird feeding.

In my last apartment I accidentally taught a squirrel to plunder aparments, because I fed the crows from my windowsill.

Then I got fed up with finding squirrel poop in my kitchen so one time I caught him in a large see through moving box and put him in time out for a few hours. (I made sure there were s few twigs, water and some food in the box.) I don’t know whether he leaned his lesson, but the crows certainly learned and followed me despite the move. I only moved like 150 meters as the crow flies, hehe. So it was easy of them to still follow me while not needing to change where they nested.

I’m sort of coloured like a big black crow often, as well. Gray and black.

But sometimes it’s kinda hard to know whether I’m imagining them having followed me and just looking at some random crows. As sometimes they follow me even when I take the bus.

But I go to supermarkets which are like 2-4km again as the crow flies (pun’s getting old tho). So it’s reasonable they do follow me. Especially in winter when it’s hard for them to find food, not as much in the summer.

Also magpies and a blackbird, I think but less so. The magpies don’t follow as far, but there’s more of them and they’re more nimble, so if I feed the crows near my house, the magpies might disturb them. Which is why I feel like they follow me to the stores a bit further away.

Idk it’s not too empirical but I’m definitely karmically positive when it comes to crows.

My ultimate fantasy would be to train them well enough to perch on the sleeves. That would be rad, but I don’t believe it’s realistic.

Hugin and Munin Fly every day Over all the world; I worry for Hugin That he might not return, But I worry more for Munin

— From Grímnismál

Oh well. Read about it now, and realised you’re right, I wasn’t aware, but now that I recall, people have memed about him a lot to me because I’m a bit of a crow fanatic as well.

I’ve friend crows. They follow me around and I give them meatballs when I visit the store.

I call this one Muninn Blackbreast.

Sod’s law, innit?

Yeah. Some places.