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I've Got My Pockets Jammed With Jeffersons (and other updates)

My friend Jonah decided that he was going to break off his long standing relationship with the more common bills and use two dollar bills as the primary fodder in his wallet. I thought it was ingenious. Here's why:

I never like copying people's quirks, but this one is too good. I told him that I wanted to copy it, but whenever anyone remarked how cool it was, I would give him credit. He agreed.

I went to the bank yesterday and as I was leaving, I remembered that I wanted to get some deuces (oh, did I mention how cool all the nicknames are for them?). They had just gotten a shipment in, so I got my hands on a freshly minted stack of 100 sequentially numbered two dollar bills. Thanks for the idea, Jonah!

A Zen Moment With My Cat

On Zenthusiasm

I recently encountered a profound experience with my cat, Buddy. Buddy is an male orange tabby, friendly and loves attention. But one thing he doesn't do is jump up on someone and lie down - he's not a lap cat. He's very content to just lie beside you on the floor, and be in my company, receiving scratches here and there when I reach out from the couch or chair I'm in.

Yesterday, I was laying on the couch, eyes closed, relaxing and breathing, trying to just take in and enjoy the moment. I was focusing on the sounds from outside that I could hear - birds singing, a lawnmower in the far distance. Cars on the street behind us passing by. I slowed my breathing, and counted each breath in, and out, practicing staying within myself.

Then, I felt something tap my hand. I opened my eyes, and there was Buddy, front paws up on the couch, and he had tapped my hand lightly with his paw. He was just staring at me. I reached up to pet him, assuming that's what he wanted and he moved his head aside. Strange, I thought, for a cat to avoid a head scratch. So, I let my hand return to laying on the couch and I just watched Buddy. He looked at me, look at my chest, looked at me again, and jumped up. He walked onto my chest, and curled up into a comfortable position.

Now, as I said, this is completely unlike him. He's never been comfortable lying on someone, yet here he was, doing it by his own choice.

I smiled, and closed my eyes again, and returned to my relaxation technique. Shortly afterwards, I became aware of Buddy's weight on my chest, his warmth, and the sounds of him very lightly purring. A wave of contentment rolled over me, and slowly as it did, Buddy's purring became more pronounced, which in turn spurred my contentment. Suddenly, both he and I were in a mutual positive spiral, his purring spurring on my positive feelings, and my positive energy spurring more pronounced purring. We laid like this for about 15 minutes, when I was forced to break from our experience, and take a washroom break.

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