November 23
Peggy let me sleep in a little bit late, and she was all ready to go when she finally woke me up. She said that we could eat at the dining hall if we wanted to, or else we could just get some food on the road.
I asked her if she thought that anybody would be there, and she said that she didn't think that there would be. So I decided that it would be best to just leave, because it would be really depressing to be eating breakfast in an empty dining hall. So I went to the bathroom and then when I came back Peggy helped me fold up my sheets and put them in another box, and we put all my things on the bed so that Mister Salvatore could find them. I thought about folding up the papasan chair and putting it there, too, but then I thought that if they didn't notice it, maybe Peggy could use it, so I left it where it was.
And it didn't take all that long to put everything in its place, and my side of the room looked really empty all of a sudden.
Mister Salvatore had told me to leave my room key on my desk, so I did, and I wasn't sure how he would get in with my key on the desk, but he was clever and would find a way.
I put on my saddlebags, even though I'd be taking them back off again when I got to Cobalt, and on my way out of the room I took one last look at it, and I had a sudden urge to write my name on something so that people would know that I'd been there.
Peggy said I wasn't supposed to, but she opened her backpack and got out a Sharpie pen, and said that if I wanted to get away with it I had to put it somewhere that was not too obvious, but not too hidden either. So I looked around the room and I couldn’t think of anywhere to put it, until Peggy suggested that I pull my desk drawer all the way out, and write on the bottom of that.
She had to help me, because it had little latches that stopped it, and when we turned it over, some other students already had. There was a signature for Gillian Curtis ‘00 and also George Shipley ‘09, so I added Silver Glow ‘16. Then Peggy told me that I should have put the year in that I was actually graduating, but it was too late.
I felt a lot better after I’d done that, even though it was something that I really shouldn't have done. Sometimes it's nice to leave your mark on something that's going to stay around, and I was kind of thinking about who Gillian Curtis and George Shipley were.
The parking lot was really crowded, ‘cause people were all packing up and leaving and their parents had come to take them home.
I still had to go to the library to return my poetry book and the Kama Sutra, and I took them out of my bag so I wouldn’t forget. And I had to say goodbye to Meghan, too, so Peggy said that she’d take the books back to the library for me and then I could just meet her in front of it.
So I went back into the dorm so that I could say goodbye to Meghan before we left. At least I'd get to see her again, after I got back from Colorado, but it was still nice to let her know that I was leaving.
She was in the middle of packing, 'cause I guess she'd put it off a little bit longer than she should have. But she was mostly done, and she said that Aric was going to come over to help her finish up, and I asked if he'd left yet, and she said that she didn't think he had. So I hugged her and kissed her and promised that I'd come over as soon as I got back, and told her to have a happy Thanksgiving.
I went out the upstairs back door and flew off the balcony, and up and over Trowbridge and the front of the quad, and then I dropped down on the sidewalk in front of the library. Peggy was sitting a little ways back from the stop sign, and she had made the lights on Cobalt blink so that people would know to go around her. She had to do that because she wasn’t in a proper parking spot.
On our way out of Kalamazoo, we stopped by Aric's house, too, and I went upstairs and woke him up, and then I told him that Meghan was waiting for him, and he looked at his portable telephone and said that he'd forgotten to set his alarm. Then he told me to have fun on my trip, and I said that I would. And we kissed, and then I flew out his window and got a mouthful of sunflower seeds before he could stop me.
I felt kind of guilty that Peggy couldn't eat them, or else I’d have gotten her some, but when I got back to Cobalt, she was snacking on a granola bar, and then I didn't feel so bad.
She said that we ought to put some miles behind us before we stopped for a real breakfast, and so we drove along Main Street until we got to the 131 Highway, and then we took that to the 94 Highway, because it was just like we were going to Chicago at first, except that we weren't going to stop there.
We drove for almost an hour and then stopped for breakfast in a town called New Buffalo, and I asked Peggy if she knew where old Buffalo was. She said that there was one in New York, but she didn't know if that was the one it was named after or if there was another Buffalo somewhere, but she thought that that was probably the one, because it was a big city, and it was also near the end of one of the Great Lakes, and it snowed a lot there because of that.
There was a pancake restaurant there called Flip's, and they had waffles, so I got one with pecans. Peggy had pancakes, and she shared one of them with me in exchange for a quarter of my waffle, which I thought was fair. And it was kind of close to the railroad tracks, and I heard an Amtrak go by while we were eating. It sounded like it was heading to Kalamazoo.
She also got gas for Cobalt at a Speedway, and some drinks and snacks for us, in case we wanted something to snack on while we were driving.
Peggy told me that in the wintertime, she liked to make sure that she never went below a half-tank of gas, because you never knew when you might get caught in a snowstorm or be stuck in traffic because people had crashed their cars. She said that once we got into the plains, there could be a blizzard and so far the weather looked like it would cooperate, but that it could change pretty quickly, and it was good to be prepared.
When we got to the sign that welcomed us to Indiana, she said that one of the highlights of the trip was going to be those signs, and unfortunately after the one for Iowa, we were going to not see another one for a real long time.
I was familiar enough with the route to Chicago that it felt like we'd missed our turn when she went straight instead of heading into Chicago, and I looked out my window at the skyscratchers that I could sort of see off in the distance, and I wondered what Cayenne was doing right now. And then the view of Chicago was gone, and after a little bit we got onto the 80 Highway, and Peggy told me that we'd be staying on it for about forever. I wanted to know if we were going all the way to the end, and she said we wouldn't be, but it would feel like it by tomorrow.
We got slowed down by traffic—there were cars and trucks as far as I could see, all pressing in around us and just slowly crawling along the road. I really didn't like when we were right next to big semi-trucks, 'cause you'd just look out the side and see their underbellies that were as high as the roof of Cobalt, and it felt like if they wanted to, they could just trample us under their tires. They didn't bother me as much when we were moving quickly, because we'd just zip right past them.
Peggy told me that this was the part of the trip that she hated the most, because there was never any time that you could go around Chicago quickly. She said that there was always lots of traffic.
And it took us more than an hour before we finally got free of it, and could pick up speed again. The road was still pretty crowded, but there was enough room to move around and get by the slower cars and trucks, and once we got past the 55 Highway, it got a little bit clearer.
There was a rest area just past Minooka, and we stopped there so that we could pee and stretch our legs out some, because it got uncomfortable to sit in the car for too long. Peggy said we'd have a longer break when we got lunch but it was important for her to stretch out because it kept her alert.
That was when we got back into farmland, too. There had been little patches of farms before, but mostly since we'd gotten to Indiana it had been all the towns that clustered around Chicago, one right after the other, and I guess Minooka was the last of them.
We passed by an airport that was on our left, and that was really fun because there were big airplanes going over the highway as they took off and landed, and then we got to a long bridge that had an arched section in the middle, and that took us over the Mississippi River, which was the border between Illinois and Iowa, and we had to go through a big interchange and not too long after that there was a farm that had a round barn, and then a bunch of signs for gas, and Peggy said that this was where we were stopping for lunch and more fuel for Cobalt.
She said that this was the biggest truck stop in the world, and I could believe it. There were trucks everywhere, coming and going, and giant parking lots full of them. I think that a pony could learn a lot about trucks just by watching them here, because there were so many different kinds of them. And a lot of them were really colorful and had silver plating all over them, and lots and lots of lights, too, although the lights were kinda hard to see in the day.
They had lots of restaurants inside, even a Taco Bell, but Peggy said that I couldn't eat there. She said that we were going to have a proper, sit-down meal, so we went to the Iowa Kitchen instead. And I had catfish, which was pretty good, and Peggy had a meatloaf which the menu said was just like Mama made. I asked her if her Mom made meatloaf like that because mine had never tried. And she said that this was better than her Mom's, because she burned it every time and put too much catsup on it. But she told me not to tell her that, if it happened to come up in conversation.
After we'd eaten, we walked around a little bit. They had a big store that sold food and stuffed animals and movies and all sorts of things that you could put in or on your truck, and they also had a museum that had old trucks in it, and that was really neat, too. Some of them didn't look like much more than a farm wagon with a motor, and then as they got more modern, they were bigger and bigger.
We probably could have spent a couple of hours looking at all the displays, and I kind of wanted to, but I knew that Peggy wanted to get home, so after I'd seen all the trucks and some of the more interesting displays, I told her that I was ready to go if she was, so we went back outside and she said that she had to put gas in Cobalt, and if I stayed close I could fly just a little bit and stretch out my wings but I had to watch and be careful of all the cars and trucks.
So I just circled around the gas pavilion, high enough up that I wasn't in any danger of being hit by a passing truck, and watched the traffic rush by on the 80 Highway.
When she drove away from the pump, I looked for cars and then landed next to Cobalt, and she opened the door so I could get it, and we got back on the highway.
And after we were past it, Iowa got kind of boring, because it was mostly lots and lots of fields, and since it was the winter, there wasn't much to see. Plus it was kind of a gloomy day, but Peggy said it was a lot nicer than doing this drive when it was snowing. She said one year it had taken her three days to get to Colorado Springs, because the weather had been bad.
We had to wait to pass a truck that was carrying a big metal drum, and it had another little truck behind us to warn people who were coming up behind it, and then when we got in front of it, there was another truck with a big pole on its front. Peggy said that was so they would know if the pole hit something that the load wouldn't fit, which is why the pole-truck was so far in front. It had flashing lights to warn people, too.
We stopped at a rest area before we got to Iowa City, and had a short break, and then she drove on. There was a little bit more traffic there, but the city wasn't all that big, and before too long we were back out in farmland again, and we stayed in farmland until we got to Des Moines, which was the biggest city in all of Iowa, and the traffic got thick again, but it wasn't as slow as it had been in Chicago.
She stopped outside Des Moines so that she could get more gas for Cobalt and so we could get food. There was a gas station called Kum and Go, and she said that she didn't know if they'd named it that on purpose, or if they had never thought of the alternate meaning. But she said that she liked to stop at them when she was driving through Iowa, 'cause it made her laugh.
They had pre-made sandwiches in plastic bags, and I looked at them when we went inside, 'cause I thought that was what we were going to get to eat, but she said that gas station sandwiches gave you worms, and I didn't want worms.
There were a bunch of other restaurants, though, and so we went to one called Quiznos, which had toasted subs. And we ate them there, then walked around the parking lot a little bit to stretch out our legs before getting back in Cobalt.
She asked me how much further I wanted to go today—she said that she liked to get into Nebraska before stopping for the night, but she'd stop now if I wanted to. And I told her that we should get to Nebraska before stopping, so we got back in Cobalt and got back on the 80 Highway.
We'd only driven a little while before I started to see wind turbines poking up south of the highway, and there were lots and lots of them. Peggy said that Iowa was one of the biggest wind producers in the United States, and at first I thought she meant that they made the wind, and I didn't think humans could do that, and then she said that she meant that they made electricity from the wind. Which was what I had thought wind turbines were for.
It was getting towards dusk, and all of them had a blinking red light so airplanes and pegasuses would know not to fly into them and get chopped up by the blades. Lots of towers did, but what made these strange was that all the red lights blinked at exactly the same time.
There was also a rest area on the other side which had an extra blade from one of the turbines, and it was really big. I hadn't ever gotten close enough to one to realize how big they were, but the blade towered over the building.
Peggy said that when they were building it, she saw trucks carrying those blades and pieces of the tower on the highway all the time, but now that it was finished she didn't see them as much any more.
We crossed over another bridge to get into Nebraska, because the Missouri River was between it and Iowa. And we were in a pretty big city that was called Omaha, which was the biggest city in Nebraska.
The road got a bit crowded again, but Peggy said that it wasn't as bad as it could be, because we'd missed the evening rush hour. And I thought that we were going to stop there, but she wanted to go a little bit farther, because she said that in the morning there would be lots of people rushing to get to work and we didn't want to be there for that, so she kept on driving until she got to Lincoln, which is the capital of Nebraska.
We got off the highway there, and drove down a city road, and we passed a restaurant called Sonic, where you ate in your car, and I thought that looked kind of funny because all the cars were nosed up under an awning like they were feeding from a trough.
Peggy stopped at a hotel called the Red Roof Inn, although it looked like it had a flat roof, so I couldn't see if it was actually red or not. Humans like to name things for what they aren't, so you can't always be sure that something is what it says it is.
We got a room on the second floor, and it wasn't as nice as some of the hotels I'd been at, but I liked it because it had windows that actually opened so I could go in and out that way if I wanted to. Although it would have been kind of crowded to get in, and there was also a screen on it.
I wanted to fly, but Peggy said that I probably shouldn't in town, and she promised me that tomorrow we'd stop at a nice, open rest area and I could fly around there. And she said that she should have thought of that today, but I knew she'd been focused on getting as far as we could in one day, so I hadn't asked her.
Peggy said that she was going to take a long shower to relax, and so she got her bag and went into the bathroom, and I didn't have anything to do so I got on the bed next to the window and stretched out and it felt good to be on my belly instead of my rump. And the bed was plenty big enough, so I rolled over on my back and stretched out and then I got into my saddlebags and got my brush so I could get the tangles out of my tail.
There was a big flat television on the wall, and a controller for it by the beds, so I turned it on and looked through the channels and I found one that called itself the weather channel, but instead of showing the weather they had a movie about women and men who were looking for gems, and I guess that humans had a really hard time finding them, and when they did they didn't look like proper gems at all.
There were a lot of commercials, too, and I was kind of proud of myself that I knew what most of the things were that they wanted me to buy.
When Peggy came back out of the bathroom, she looked a lot more relaxed. She had her sleeping clothes on already, and she said that she felt a lot better now, then she asked if this was the best thing I'd found to watch, and I said that I hadn't really looked. So I gave her the control and she found a movie about fishermen in Alaska, and that was pretty exciting, and made me think of home.
We watched that until it ended and a movie about Moonshiners came on. Neither of us were very interested in it, and it was pretty late anyway, so we decided that we'd just go to bed, and we could get up early tomorrow and drive the rest of the way to Colorado.
If you're ever making the trip down I-80, I recommend taking a little time to stop at Bailey Yard, which is the largest railroad yard in the hemisphere.
Once you get past 9 PM or so, traffic is fine around Chicago, even driving through it.
There is one exception, though: the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Never try to drive through or around Chicago that day.
Leaving a room for the last time can be very jarring for certain people for a simple reason. The brain generates predictions of what its supposed to be seeing, to compare against what it is.
When you look at a room that for teh last year has had a certain layout, now has nothing at all, the brains hallucinations massively missmatch when you are seeing. This missmatch is classed by the brain as you having hallucinations due to imbibing a toxic compound, and so it starts generating appropiate psychophysiological signals in or to violently and rapidly expunge such toxins from the body.
I havent seen reviews or research but I would assume that extensive abuse of psychoactive compounds would deaden this reaction, giving a quick guide or pointer as to the cleanliness of your interviewie.
Long roadtrip is long. Pity theres only EuroStar does it properly. Drive car on train, efficient train bypasses traffic, drive car off train. Wonder how long before someone realises that Cargo Hyperloop with RoRo cars is best startup compromise.
Next stop. Witch Mountain.
I'd like to see Peggy try to explain sponge monkeys to Silver Glow.
"They taste so good we'd eat them raw but eating raw subs is barbaric!
"We are not the Huns."
This brings to mind an episode of The Simpsons where Homer is talking to someone selling car accessories
Salesman "What do you have plugged into your cigarette lighter?"
Homer "A cigarette lighter?"
Salesman "I weep for you"
But, outside of big cities. Interstate driving is the easiest there is. You only have merging traffic every 15-20+ miles. Stay in the left lane & you don't even have to worry about them. Everyone is going the same direction & about the same speed. At night, the traffic going the other way is far enough over you can barely see them & not be blinded by their lights + plenty of time to get over for the exits.
But the beltways around big cities are a God Damned NIGHTMARE! Every lane is another interstate & you're in the wrong one. Everyone has seconds to change lanes or be lost forever & NO ONE will yield the right of way.
Was that TWO Futurama references?
Sandwich worms.
Windmills not working that way.
If I could make a request, I would like Silver's commentary on a SpaceX launch/landing stream.
Inb4 it comes up later.
Their motto: Come, shoot gas and go.
'Gas', that is.
Can you even begin to imagine how this will play in Equestria?
Was that actually a movie or was it The Deadliest Catch and Silver doesn't differentiate between tv shows and movies?
It's Mister Salvatore. All he'd have to do is wave his badge and get all shouty, and folks will fall in line to give him access.
Besides, I get the feeling he'd enjoy a chance to do that one more time for Silver.
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Omfg a #13
Fuck off that's hilarious.
She should get 2 #9s.
I hear they're good.
Btw when does this shit end?
You can't pass Austraeoh it's 3.5 million in.
Quit while you're behind.
Autonomous Vehicles probably will put the restaurants and shops in the giant TruckStop out of business. The robotic trucks will want only fuel and maintenance. I am active in the rights of prostitutes, and autonomous vehicles will put many prostitutes out of business because autonomous vehicles do not reproduce sexually.
This is the TruckStop mentioned in the story:
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Signage for Iowa 80, the world's largest truck stop. It is located in Walcott, Iowa.
I guess he just want to get to be James Bond for an afternoon picking the lock or breaking in via the window, or he could do it the boring way and ask the college for a key.
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Oh gods, yes! Please do this!
... I mean, motion seconded.
If only someone had told us what there was to see in Sarnia, eh Biscuit?
At least it isn't the "Eat here, get gas" signs of Buc-ee's in Texas.
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Fortunately, they dropped that ad campaign a long time ago. I think it was actually driving their sales down while it was running...
needs a period.
woke him up.
an Amtrak
a rest area
needs a period.
That seems like a mean thing to do. Take responsibility for your own teasing Silver.
7898284 I still want to see her do it, lol.
Aric's house, too, and I went upstairs and work him up
Woke?
Ah Kum and Go. Stopped at one of those a few years ago.
Are they going to stop at the Great Platte River Road Archway museum that spans I-80 near Kearney?
wow just wow.. as you know Admiral Biscuit I am a X trucker and I have made the I-80 run as the saying is from water to water, I have spent hours at Iowa 80 to say it is huge is not doing it justice.
this hole chapter is just such a blast from my past I-80 is the kind of highway that gives you way to much time to think,
I can say if I hade the cash to get my large pickup worthy I would throw a trailer on it and start custom haling right now yes I miss it.
but at 53 I just can not sit that amount of time now and still move at all.
hear is a little something for everypony.
it appears as if the links are not working so copy and past time all.
https://youtu.be/xBQmypYb_Ls
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Pretty cool. Thanks for the share, Harts Fire!
Smart. There's also the fact that snowy roads are murder on the gas mileage. This is especially true for trucks. Switching to four-wheel drive gives more traction, but at a huge cost. A truck that gets 14 mpg normally might get 3 mpg with four-wheel drive on. In my old truck, I could actually see the needle on my fuel gauge dropping (during the split-second when I glance down at my gauges). I can't on my current one 'cause the fuel gauge is crap. Even the owner's manual acknowledges that it's crap.
I didn't know people still spelled it "catsup". Must be a regional thing.
Well, I'm disappointed. Upon checking the map, I see that sticking to I-80 means they won't be passing near Chimney Rock just outside Bayard, NE, which means there's no chance of her meeting my somewhat-eccentric uncle who's in charge of the visitor center. Probably for the best, as I checked the trip advice reviews and they weren't good regarding the rest of the staff's demeanor. I never noticed 'cause he always saw to us personally, being family and all. In any case, I suggest you look up the original Native American name for the place; it's hilarious. (And don't use Wikipedia! They're wrong on this!)
Last year my roommates and I assembled our apartment's furniture into a cart. We started by taking the cushion off the wheeled ottoman, then we put a table on that upside down and then put our barstools on top of that. It was actually fairly stable. Anyway, we wrote down the instructions to make it and put it under a part that's bolted on. It's not being found unless someone takes the ottoman apart.
Well, I guess that's the advantage of going to school instate. It's 5-6 hours for me to go home.
And yeah, they're going to be on 80 for a long while. I've never been that far East on it though.
My dad isn't good at making meatloaf. He doesn't add any binders or fillers so the texture is always off.
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Except on parts of I-5 in California. Semi trucks like to pass each other slowing down the left lane by a decent amount.
I can now only think of this when I drive past my local Sonic now!
Silver is such a bad little pony.
Not when Peggy has to share a car with her for the next couple of hours.
Heh. I forgot that Equestria has naturally occurring piles of cut gemstones right under the surface of the soil.
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That would be a good place to visit. Dunno when the next time I'm going to be heading out that way, but if I do find myself in Nebraska I'll have to check it out. I bet there's action there 24/7.
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Every time I've been through Chicago, it's been hell. Maybe that's just my bad luck
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That's why it looks so weird that one of my trucks is missing from the front yard, where it's been for the last 8 years.
Interesting. I didn't know that. Incidentally, that doesn't seem to work when I've actually hallucinated.
Chicago's got a good public transportation system, at least for the downtown area. It's a pity that I don't know how it works, because the last time I was there I could have avoided driving all the way to Navy Pier, and then 45 minutes back out of town to get to a hotel.
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There are times that I am very thankful that I don't own a television. I just looked up one of those commercials on YouTube, and I'm glad that I don't own a television.
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Hey, up until 2007, my daily driver didn't have one. Legit was not equipped from the factory with a cigarette lighter--it was the basest of base models that you could buy.
Agreed. Some metro areas are still kind of bad at night, but on the wide open expanses, it's not so bad driving.
Add in Chicago having toll booths across the road so you have to change lanes and then swerve back over to get to your exit. . . .
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The first was intentional, the second was not.
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She gets to watch a rocket launch when she's in Florida.
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Silver Glow wouldn't eat her mom's meatloaf, anyways, unless it was made out of fish, and a fish meatloaf sounds truly horrifying.
I legit did not make up that name, either. That's an actual convenience store chain.
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It will just go in their handbook. "Do not eat gas station sandwiches, because they have parasitic worms in them." No other explanations.
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It was The Deadliest Catch, and Silver Glow doesn't differentiate between TV shows and movies. YouTube is also movies.
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Probably just the badge would do and he wouldn't have to get shouty at all.
Of course. Mister Salvatore does so enjoy getting shouty when it's required.
It's legit a real gas station chain.
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#9s have too much meat in them. She might consider a tuna club, though. (#15)
As of now, it's complete. It was to be (and is) one year long, plus a couple chapters on either end.
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Fish meatloaf...
'murrica: Land of Weird and Vaguely Sexual Brand Names.
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Probably not for a while yet, since autonomous cars will still have occupants who might want to eat and drink and use the bathroom and buy some tosches as a memory of their trip.
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He'd presumably do it the boring way and ask the college for a key, but having a SWAT team knock down the door would also be fun.
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She does get to see a rocket launch in Florida.
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We found the library. That's the only thing I remember in Sarnia from 30 years ago.
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That's just what Silver Glow doesn't need.
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And I can see why. Those things are horrifying. I already don't like Quiznos, and those whatever the fuck they are doesn't make it sound more appealing.
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If only she had had time before leaving for Colorado.
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I don't recall ever having seen one in my life. Probably did on my last road trip out West, but that's been a decade now.
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Yes, but only because you brought it up. I had no idea that was a thing. Thanks!
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I can't recall the biggest one I've ever been to, but it's not that one.
It's funny you should mention that, because just this morning, I was reading a Robert B Parker novel, and Jesse (the protagonist) makes a road trip from LA to Massachusetts, and from the Albuquerque to New Jersey portion of the trip, I've driven those roads (not in the same trip), and it was bringing back memories for me.
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That was a bit of wisdom my grandmother had, as well, and I've normally lived up to it. Peggy's not so worried about the gas mileage, but rather potentially being stuck in traffic for hours, which can happen. I remember one bad snowstorm where what would normally be a two and a half hour drive across Michigan turned into a seven hour drive because of the snow and all the accidents.
That's how I've always spelled it. Not sure what it says on the bottles, 'cause I don't like the stuff.
That is a pity; a somewhat-eccentric uncle is always a fun person to meet.
I was guessing even before looking it up that the name had something to do with a penis, and not-Wikipedia tells me that the Native name meant 'Elk's Penis.'
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Besides being able to push the barstools around, is there any other purpose to the cart?
Yeah, I was only about 2 hours from home when I went to college. And I only live about two hours from my parents now, as well. It's kind of funny, actually; they went west and I went east.
I legit can't remember the last time I ate meatloaf.
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It's funny, because they don't have Sonics in Michigan, and just before I wrote this chapter, I had to drive down to South Carolina for a wedding, and saw my first, and that's the first thought that came to mind.
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She is, it's true. But she's bad in an adorable way.
Exactly. No Taco Bell for ponies during road trips, unless it's in the summertime and you're in a convertible.
They do, and by human standards they're huge.
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Oh, I know. I'm just indulging the pair of immature teenagers in me.
On a tangentially-related note, I can't help but wonder if part of the reason Cayenne was bummed out at the transit center was because she knew she was missing some killer New Year's parties and an opportunity for one last one-night stand.
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As was I when I picked that gas station in particular for them to stop at.
She can do that back home, if she wants (and you know that she will). Although it's not quite the same as monkey-style.
A 'double forever?' I think I just heard Discord swear vengeance on highways, because that's too much forever in one place.
Also, I don't remember if Silver's said anything about Discord. I must know her thoughts!
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Some of those highways out west, man, they just go on and on and on and on and on. And there's nothing to see except corn and wheat, and in the wintertime you don't even get that.
I think it would really depend on how far Discord's shenanigans extended--if he stuck around Ponyville and Canterlot, she might not know much about him at all.
Waffles? At a pancake restaurant?! What is this treachery!?
Peggy's had just about enough of your toots, girl.
...they were big and comfy and they smelled like and hay for some reason. But I didn't sleep in them because that would make me a silly pony.
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My restaurant can have two things. Why shouldn't it? (Futurama reference)
It's all fun and games until you're stuck in a car with a gassy pegasus.
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You better get it right, confusion there can lead to serious issues.
"Alright men, there is highly valuable and sensitive material being held hostage inside that room. We need a dual strike from the door and the windows but check your fire, we can't dare damage any of it!"
Yeah, it would be sad to be eating all alone in the dining hall, plus, why not get better food while you can?
As has been covered, either he'd but his covert entrance training to use, or just get the spare key from the collage staff.
Yes,, sign your name, mark this as your territory for all time! And yes, do it where no one will see it unless they know to look there. In the plant, it was climbing up the angle irons to sign inside one of them near the overhead in the RAR over the desk/tool chest area.
Which then leads into philsopony being philosophical.,
Pfffft, been awhile since she ransacked the feeder.
Ummmm, humans CAN eat sunflower seeds Silver, we just have to shell them first.
Yeah, keep the tank full, no want to get stranded. Though on the plus side, at least you'd be stranded with Pony, so worst fates. Plus she just has to place a call and a helicopter rescue squad would come get you. Not that I'd know anything about running out of gas due to being stupid...... Cause I haven't, and only had a close call of "Oh shit, please tell me there is a sation nearby!" twice.
Given how early it is, I'm betting Cayenne is either still asleep, or muddling her way through a hangover.
Truck might nom nom the little car!
Peggy is smart, no provide the pony death gas factory with fuel.
Silly literal pony, so hard for her to tell when something is just advertising hyperbole.
Yes, let pony stretch her wings a bit.
"Iowa got kind of boring" When is anything in Iowa ever NOT boring? Well other then when the quadrennial circus of presidential primary season comes to town.
Well... that gas station..... yeah I believe it.
Peggy... you know pony takes these thing literally.....
Heh, love she just adds the lights are for pegasi too, already used to thinking of Earth as being made to cater to Ponies.
That Sonic description...... she is not wrong, and it is glorious
Again with the being literal. Then again, as a recent ep did point out, Ponies do tend to be literal and direct with their naming. "Ponyville" "Crystal Empire" "Peaks of Peril" etc... I'm surprised the "Smokey Mountains" weren't active volcanoes.
And the Red Roof Inn becomes the number one spot for pega tourists with its easy access windows.
Yes, do remember, you have to provide your pega pony lots of flight time.
Okay then, I've seen odd stuff on TWC but.. mining?
Also, pfffffft Every economy in the world had a collective aneurysm on finding out what Equestria calls a 'proper gem' and how man of them they have.
Silly pony, being all proud of ID'ing ads.
Peggy knows her pony. Show her some deep sea crab fishing.
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The only advantage of the dining hall food is that it’s free (assuming you have the meal plan) . . . other than that, though. . . .
He’d just get the spare key. I don’t think that Mr. Salvatore is all that great at covert entrances (on the other hand, he could probably intimidate the door into opening).
The entire backstage wall of the theatre is covered with people’s signatures; lots of people sign their name after a play, usually in a big fat sharpie, and the higher up you can get it, the better.
She always is.
She’s been spending more time having sex with Meghan and Aric; that cuts into her birdfeeder-raiding time.
Technically, we can eat them with the shells still on, too. They’re just not as good that way.
That was a bit of wisdom I learned from my grandma, and it’s served me well. While I’ve run cars out of gas a few times, neither of them had proper functioning fuel gauges, and in one case, it happened when I pulled into my driveway. (The other one was in the backyard when it ran out of gas.) I have been stranded for lack of fuel when the fuel pump fell off my S-10, though.
Most likely still asleep.
It might indeed. That’s something that we tend to stop paying attention to as we get more and more used to driving on the highway, but for Silver Glow, she’d still be nervous about that.
Especially not at the beginning of a road trip.
Although to be fair, it’s probably just like someone’s mama made.
Very important for long car rides.
I suppose if Iowa were on fire, that wouldn’t be boring, either . . . at least it’s smaller than Nebraska or Kansas, so the boringness isn’t as long.
It’s a real chain of gas stations.
Even if you can’t really get sentient worms from eating gas station sandwiches, there are probably other things you can (depends on the gas station, of course), and they’re really best to avoid in general.
She doesn’t think that they put them there just for pegasi, but recognizes that anti-collision lights on tall structures serve ponies as well as they serve airplanes.
The funny thing is that we don’t have Sonics in Michigan (or at least, I’ve never seen one), and I wouldn’t have known that they were a drive-in like that except that I was headed south for a wedding earlier in the year (2016) and happened to go by one.
There’s any number of human names that are just as literal, although often not in English, so we don’t really think of them as being literal names. Like, practically any town name ending with -vil, -ville, -burg, -town, -ton, and probably several other endings and named for a specific person.
It’s weird how hit and miss hotels are with those. In the last year, about half the hotels I stayed at had windows that could be opened a little bit, or more if you had the right tools to get the little window lock off.
It’s the only way to keep her happy.
Prospectors
Especially when they figure out how easily a pony like Rarity can crash the diamond market.
A sign that she’s fitting in to our capitalistic world.
Yeah, that’s a show that’s way more up her alley.
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