June 21
When I woke up, I nuzzled Meghan's chest and I hadn't meant to wake her up but I did, and I felt kind of bad for that.
But I guess she'd been about to get up anyway, 'cause her telephone alarm went off while she was petting my mane and she swore at her telephone then made the alarm stop and scratched me behind my ear.
She liked to actually get up the second time that her alarm sounded, so I knew that we had a few minutes to cuddle, and I thought that I'd be generous so I rolled off her and onto my side, since she liked holding me like that. I thought maybe she'd fall back asleep, but she didn't; she kept petting my ruff of fur and then poked me in the belly button and started snickering.
I couldn't really get back at her unless I smacked her with a wing, which would be really mean.
Even though I was expecting it, it still caught me kind of by surprise when the alarm went off again and Meghan had to kind of roll away to turn it off.
She let me have a turn in the bathroom first, then said that she was going to take her shower and asked if I wanted to join, but I was gonna go flying and get all sweaty, so it probably wasn't the best time to do it.
I said if she wanted company, though, I could watch, and she said that just sounded wrong. And she said that she couldn't really wait until I was done flying, 'cause she had to go to work, so we both agreed that we'd figure out some kind of arrangement, and then we kissed goodbye and I went out the door and took one more look to make sure that I knew which one it was.
If I'd been smarter, I would have worn my flight gear over to her house, but I hadn't, so my first stop was back at my apartment. I landed on the balcony and went inside to get my gear, then got permission from the grumpy man to stay low until I was over the 131 Highway, then I could fly as high as I wanted to as long as I stayed between the 43 Highway and the Kal-Haven Trail.
I said that I would do that, and took off.
I hadn't flown along the 43 Highway any further than Meijer, so I did that, picking up altitude when I was allowed to, and when I'd made a few circles off the weak thermal over the Meijer roof, I looked along the road and decided that I'd pick a good endpoint for my flight now.
There were mostly trees, which reminded me of being up north (and also reminded me about getting lost in the pine forest), but up ahead I could see a big clearing that was a golf course, and beyond that a bunch of small lakes that seemed like a good place to turn around.
Most of the lakes were on the wrong side of the highway, which was too bad because when I got close I could see fish swimming around in them and I thought it might be a good place to get a snack. Then I dove down because as long as I was below a few hundred feet I could fly outside of clearance, and I saw a sign that said it was a fish hatchery, which meant I probably wasn't supposed to eat fish from there.
I went out over the other lake, and saw some in there, too, and there were also some men in a little fishing boat, and I flew down to them and told them where the fish were and then circled over the fish until they came over to where I was.
Their stern-motor scared the fish off a little bit, but lots of fish are pretty dumb, and it wasn't too long after the men stopped their motor that the fish came back.
So I felt pretty good about helping them, and then I thought that rather than turn right around, I could fly north for a bit until I came to the Kal-Haven Trail, so I went over the woods and then I discovered that I was at the dirt road with the clearing where Aric and I had spent the night a couple of times.
I went there and landed and walked around in the tall grass for a bit, nibbling on some stems that had gone to seed, then I took off again and followed that road all the way back to town, dropping low as I went over the 131 Highway like I was supposed to.
I went by the three dirt mines, and then followed Douglas back to campus and it was only when I was passing over the cemetery that I remembered I didn't live on campus anymore, so I turned to go back to my apartment.
When I got inside, there was a shiny silver kettle on my desk, along with a note that explained how it worked. It was pretty simple—I put its tail into the electrical socket and then there was a button I could push to make it go on or off.
I took it to the kitchen and set it up on the counter, and decided that I would try it out tomorrow.
I took off my flight gear and hung it up and had a can of anchovies then took a quick shower. Meghan's tub had had a mat in it that made it not slippery, and this one didn't and it was kind of treacherous underhoof, so when I was done and had dried off I made a note on my list of things that I needed. I thought that it would be best to wait a week or so before getting them, because that way I wouldn't have to make a lot of trips to the store.
It was probably time to start thinking about what I wanted to do for the summer.
I'd gotten some mail, so I guess the mailperson knows that I moved—most of my mail had a yellow sticker on it with my new address and a note to inform the sender where I was living now. There wasn't anything from my friends, though, just some offers for more plastic money and television and a very brightly-colored piece of paper that said I might have already won a new Dodge Charger, which was a car. That one didn't have a Sassy, so I couldn't write back saying that they should give it to someone else.
I wrote letters to Aquamarine and Gusty and Cayenne, telling them about my trip and wishing that I'd had some pictures that I could include, and then I also made sure at the very bottom to tell them my new address so that they would know where to send a return letter.
Then I put them in envelopes and found out that I was out of stamps, and I didn't know where to get more of them, since the Mail Hut was probably closed until classes started again.
I got some vegetables for lunch out of the icebox, keeping an eye on the stove in case it tried to burn me again. I don't think it can unless I turn it on, though, and I had no plans of doing that again. I didn't know how to cook anything anyway.
I took my bowl of food out onto the balcony and ate under the tree, and when I was done I just sat on the boards and thought about what I could do. Probably it would be good to spend some time with Doctor Thomas Thompson, although I'd need a way to get to Grand Rapids, and a place to stay.
I still had my bucket list, and I ought to do something on that every weekend at least. And I should start as soon as possible, so that I didn't wind up not doing something because I ran out of weekends. It seemed like a long time now, but I'd noticed during the school year that weeks had a way of flying by.
When I washed and put away my lunch bowl, I remembered what Aric had said about Angela helping me cook, and I wasn't sure that I wanted to ask her that favor just yet, but that did make me remember that I ought to be sure the bird feeder at Aric's house was full of seed. Maybe he'd forgotten when he left.
So I flew over there, and it was half-empty, so I got out the bag of seeds and filled it right up to the top, then shook out some sunflower seeds to make sure it was still working like it was supposed to.
Just as I was turning away, a bold bluejay flew by and scolded me and I stuck my tongue out at him, but he probably didn't see, 'cause he was smart enough to not stick around since I was so much bigger than him.
I perched on the roof of the house for a bit, and when the bluejay came back and started eating I thought about flying down and scaring him off, but I didn't. And when he was full, some little birds came from a nearby tree and lined up on the feeder, happily pecking at the seeds.
I flew back diagonally to my apartment, and when I landed I heard noise in the backyard next door, and saw three children playing a game with bright plastic water-squirters, and so I flew down to introduce myself to them. The oldest one was a boy called Caleb, and he had two sisters who were named Lindy and Trinity.
Well, they were all happy to see me, especially Trinity, who thought I was adorable. Caleb said that my wings were pretty cool, and he was jealous that I let Trinity pet me first. Although he pretended not to be.
A man who said he was their father came out, and he kind of gave me a hard look, like he wasn't sure what I was, so I told him that I lived next door in the upstairs apartment, and pretty soon he got friendlier, I think because his kids were so happy. His name is Jeff.
They wanted to play with me, and Trinity got me a water-squirter and it wasn't something that I could really use at all but that didn't matter, because they had a lot of fun chasing me around anyway and it didn't bother me.
So we spent most of the afternoon playing and it made me feel like a foal again. And Jeff said that on Fridays he liked to have a cookout and invited the neighbors over and I'd be welcome to come, which I thought was really nice of him.
I brought my papasan chair outside and read the rest of Chronicles, which was mostly about bad kings who rejected God and suffered because of it, and good kings who did what He had told them, but even the good kings screwed up sometimes and made God mad. And they even lost His book of rules, but then they found it again and for a while they were good, but then they stopped following His rules again and finally Zedekiah made God so angry that He let the Babylonians destroy Jerusalem and the temple, too.
When I had finished I went back inside and put the Bible back on my bookshelf and pushed the papasan chair back inside too, then went for an evening flight just over my neighborhood. Not so high that I had to tell the airplane directors.
Then I got out my journal and went back to my bucket list and decided that I would call the man who had sold me my glaive and see if he wanted to meet me to spar, because that would be fun to do. And I had to kind of rummage around through my stuff because I couldn't remember where I'd put it, but I finally found it tucked into the book of dances that I'd also gotten (and I think that was from something else, because it had a different date and said Terpsichore at the Tower on the front).
He didn't answer and so I left a message, and then I got to thinking that he was from Battle Creek he'd said and all of a sudden I wasn't sure if Mister Salvatore or Miss Cherilyn would want to drive me there, so I thought that when he called back I could see if he would come out here.
Then I thought that there was probably somewhere closer that Aric and his friends had practiced. So I turned on my computer and used Facebook to send Aric a telegram.
I hadn't heard from either of them by the time I was ready for bed. I'd decided that I would plan to spend some of this week meeting more people, and then pretty soon after that I would be able to come up with a good plan for the summer.
When it was just me, it was as easy to leave the futon folded like a couch, because there was plenty of room for me on half of it. And I'd picked a good spot for it, 'cause the breeze through the windows blew right across me, which was really nice. It was almost like sleeping outside.
7504901 The agreement that ended the war with Ohio gave the Upper Peninsula to Michigan in exchange for the new state to renounce to the Toledo strip.
Stoves are EVIL I tell you!
So Silver's cuteness is already strating to take over the neighborhood? Good.
Unless it's a 1969 Charger R/T or a 1969 Daytona Charger, she shouldn't even bother trying to respond.
This comes to mind.
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Silver's having to figure out for herself what to do on Earth rather than follow friends' suggestions. At least it looks like she's making progress.
Good move, Jeff. Don't be a Chad.
I want to see a picture of Silver Glow, Fierce Hunter. Muzzle, mane, and forelegs wet, and the tail of a fish hanging out of her mouth.
Why the long face Jeff?
Pony infestation Joe.
Airc! We meet again!
7503917 mario brothers works in the IT buisness ! thats why you need to plug the little box to the TV, then they show you how to fix your connection ! its even interactive...
fear the day you give her water bombs kids ...
Silver could just tell them where she's going and then fly there herself. try to be an airplane and fly very high all the time, have a nice chat with all airplane directors on the way ect
Warning, this only works well for kettles, not ponies.
Heh.
Silver gonna silver. I like that she doesn't take anything from the bag itself.
Silver clearly doesn't know that you can put phone numbers on your phone. It took me a while to learn & now I've got a touch phone which is just different enough to piss me off but not different enough to be any real improvement.
I miss my old phone. It looked like the communicators on Star Trek -a valued feature.
But, I saw a feature on 60 Minutes about E banking in Kenya. There is probably a fortune for the company that makes a hoof friendly phone and brings it to Equestria.
There, that is just what I'm talking about. I wrote 'hoof" the -ING phone assumed I was too stupid to know I really meant "good'. So, it changed it for me. By the time I noticed, I'd gone on far enough that I couldn't get the pointer to go there. I had to erase the whole sentence, retype it, and catch my phone when it did it again. Us old folks are too stupid to understand how much better this makes our lives.
The next door neighbor's kids need to have a camp out sometime and Silver should try a cloud sleeping bag.
Silver always finds a way to make up for sad times.
That is the second book of Chronicles. Corinthians is New Testament.
Delaying buying a bath mat could end very poorly. I understand not wanting to schlep to the store every day, but if Silver slips and breaks something...
Oh goodness, I sound like my mother.
In any case, good to see that the neighbors appear to be friendly. Plus, there's a convenient way to get to meet more of them! Now all Silver needs is to learn about post offices and she should be good to go for the summer.
7505409 Well, it WORKS, just not for the pony. :D
New friends!
Bruh you mean Chronicles
Oh man. Super soaker fights are the best. I miss those
I recently bought a car and the amount of credit card offers i've gotten is just ridiculous, especially because I payed cash.
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lol, that definitely would. or just give her a stay in the hospital.
i need to get one for my car, I just got it so I'm still finding things that I need a decent amount. I remember last year I checked my first aid kit. It had three bandaids and some cough drops. Needless to stay that got fixed.
yeah that might be a little harsh. They just had to cut to much.
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That's actually one thing that's always bothered me in Sci-Fi movies. Like, when they left the planet on their long journeys into space, wouldn't every square inch of that sucker be filled with something? And yet, they always seem to have cargo holds/landing bays/whatever that are enormous, and completely empty.
I think that's mostly artistic license, not to mention being able to get camera shots without all the extra boxes, cans, etc in the way.
Is this something that you have firsthand knowledge of?
Nope, but when I was a kid I read every 'I was there' book I could find on submarines, stuff like Dust on the Water, Take her Deep!, and of course, Run Silent, Run Deep.
I remember one anecdote of someone stacking cans of powdered milk a little too close to unshielded electric components behind the new radar set.After the fire was extinguished when the set was powered up. all they found was a black bubbly mass and a badly seared label. Oh yes, and there were even supplies stacked in the corridors, which made passing people even more fun.
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Someone made a phone that looked exactly like the old TOS communicator, made the sounds and everything. Paramount shut them down and never took up the idea. Never figured out why, they'd have sold them by the shipload.
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They don't call it cursing as a lark, bud.
On a completely unrelated note, however. As a Christmas present, perhaps Meghan, due to her involvement in the furry community, might get Silver an 'ultimate fantasy' toy from Bad Dragon. Maybe get Aric a 'mary' or 'sugar star', as a joke.
What the non-unicorn Equestrians need is a 3D printed mechanical hand.
It doesn't have to be electric, just something that grips and releases.
They have more articulation in their forelegs than terrestrial horses.
They could wear it like a boot or just keep it in a holster when not needed.
7505124 If it makes you feel any better my feels took a hit too.
7505652 Now that's just shocking!
Now I want to do this, send a non-addressed letter back telling them to give it to someone else.
7506310 Oh you guys go to a bar in Waterford Michigan? I might have to stop by when you guys are around.
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I don't know much about the Bible, but it did seem kind of odd that an OT book covering Israel and Babylon would be named after a Greek city-state in a completely different part of the world.
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Oh, I love my phone. Grammar correction is off, but during forum responses like this, it gets a mind of its own. It insists that I mean "made" when I'm discussing female equines. Of course, when I go back to correct things, it's pretty sure my use of delete was ment to give "memad." only on the second use will it get it right with "mema." Of course, then I have to do more corrects. I complete the initial thought for "memare," go back, hit space, "andemarget me."
Well... You get the idea.
The only way to avoid this fate is to tap the screen and reset the cursor any time I want to edit through deletion, thereby resetting my phone's attention.
My life sure does feel better.
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That got me wondering, though. It's always anchovies! Never a nice kippered herring, a few sardines, perhaps a pilchard. No, just anchovies.
...But at least being a picky eater helps keep her out of the koi pond.
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My parents' fishpond got raided by a blue heron. Which is actually kind of funny.
I could see Silver Glow doing the same.
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It's true. They got Toledo and we got the whole UP. Also they got half of Turtle Island, but that's really no prize.
They are. That's a fact.
Of course it is. When she's around, everything becomes 20% cuter.
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As a daily driver, I'd rather have one of the new ones, personally. Especially with this body kit:
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Probably one of the few oglaf comics that can be linked on FimFiction, too.
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The hardest part is figuring out what to do on Earth. She's got her bucket list, but no car, and public transportation options are severely limited. Maybe she should have entered to win that Charger.
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Now I want to see it, too. Pity I can't draw.
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You'd think I'd have been smart enough to add "Aric" into Google's spellchecker long before last week.
You'd think.
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I have trouble with falling into lava. Also goombas, but mostly lava.
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That would add a whole new dimension to the sport.
She could--that's within her round-trip distance. But it hasn't occurred to her yet--she thinks BC is further than it is, because she's never taken a straight-line path there.
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Although that's how you update your twi-fi.
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Sunflower seeds are best when they come out of a birdfeeder.
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Ooh, a backyard campout would be lots of fun for everyone. The cloud sleeping bag, maybe not so much. It would be all right for Silver, but I'm not sure that the kids would enjoy having it in their tent, making everything wet.
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It took me a long time to figure it out, too. And even now, if it's an actual local number, I just remember it.
I've still got an old Katana phone kicking around. These days it's mostly just used as an alarm clock, but I also got to use it in a play where I was supposed to be answering a phone call as I went on stage.
Not to burst your bubble, but the cell network--or complete lack thereof--in Equestria would probably doom the phone. That's actually got to be horrible for companies trying to market to ponies; they come up with an invention, but the underlying tech to make it worthwhile doesn't exist.
I've heard that's actually a problem with some of the aid that we send to third-world countries--they need things which work with their existing infrastructure, and can be fixed with local parts. A friend of mine worked at a hospital in Kenya briefly, and he said it was kind of discouraging to hear all the alarms on the medical equipment going off after one of the frequent power outages.
I just recently learned (thanks to Facebook!) that you can write Modest Mouse songs by typing one word and then going with the predictive text. So there's another practical use of technology.
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You can't keep a happy pony down.
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I don't know why I keep making that mistake. I tell myself not to, and then I do it anyway.
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Or hilariously.
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The post office: never open when you need it to be.
And backyard barbeques are the best way to meet people.
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I suppose it would be one way to wake up in the morning. And wall-electricity isn't enough to kill Silver Glow.
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I keep making that mistake, too. Oh well, we're past that now and closing in on Job!
Super Soakers weren't invented until I was in high school, so when i was a kid we only had the cheap plastic squirt pistols.
And the hose, if we were feeling mean.
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I paid off my student loans almost 20 years ago, and I'm still getting offers to lower my payment.
That thought has crossed my mind.
Being a mechanic, I usually get by with something absorbent and electrical tape. It's great because it doesn't stick too much to hair, and it's resistant to most of the things that bandaids aren't.
I can go with that. The general rule of thumb is one page of book equals one minute of movie, which is why they often have to cut out a ton or get really, really creative with the script.
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Corrections made, thank you!
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Bah. A good director can work with that; a great director can make it into a plot element.
Hmm, I missed most of the sub books, but did read a lot of surface navy books. Everything by Alistair MacLean, for starters.
Somewhat unrelated, but I read a NTSB accident report where someone shipped leaking one-gallon jugs of barely-diluted hydrogen peroxide on an airplane. Luckily, the luggage fire didn't start until after they were transferring luggage at the next airport down the line.
I think everywhere they could stack them at the beginning of a run. And by the time you were headed in for re-supply, all you had was spam and powdered eggs. . . .
If it had had reasonable specs, I'd have bought one, and I'm not all that much of a Trekkie.
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Or as a birthday present--Silver Glow's will be coming up towards the end of summer. . . .
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I dunno . . . I saw a video of a guy doing slight-of-hand card magic despite not having hands. A lot of human stuff is not as hoof-friendly as pony stuff presumably is, but I think that they could make most of it work, with practice.
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Do it!
Of course, you'll never know what happened to it, but you can always hope that someone at the marketing center got it and was like 'what the hell is this?'
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It kind of varies, but we usually pick somewhere in the outskirts of the metro-Detroit radius (we've also gone to Brighton). And at this point, we haven't got any kind of a regular schedule for it. But I'll send you a message next time we plan something in that area.
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For some reason, my brain assumes that any Bible chapter starting with a C is Corinthians.
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Mine does dumb stuff like that, too, but it's got nothing on my old phone. The predictive text frequently suggested 'ninja' or 'roofrack.' I never figure out why for either.
Also in Open Office, it suggests endings for words and it's learned some good ones. Like autocompleting 'strap' to 'strap-on.' Which is actually only weird because I can't think of what I wrote that involves strap-ons.
7528781 Mine keep trying to replace everything with french words, it can be very tedious to write something understandable.
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My mom does translating and over the weekend she was complaining that she couldn't figure out how to make her iPad understand Spanish. What was funny was that it did French, English, German, and Dutch without any issues, but apparently doesn't like Spanish at all.
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Heh.
Keyboards usually have it buried in their settings an option to turn all the automatic 'features' off.
>Auto-correction: Off
>Auto capitalization: Off
>Double-space period: Off
>Multilingual typing: Off
>Block offensive words: Off
All it can do is show suggestions above the keyboard, which I can select manually in the rare cases where it's convenient -- and correct.
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Sounds like a bug my one has with OneNote. Trying to backspace causes it to insert the last 8-10 characters at the cursor's position before it starts working correctly.
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My old phone had predictive text that was a lot of fun. For some reason, it frequently predicted 'ninja' and 'roofrack,' despite me rarely, if ever, using them in text messages.
And now Pony is back home, and living all alone in the big, not built for ponies world, just tryin to figure out what to do with herself.
Other then be sad and mopey for the day at least. The whole crying when he leaves just... IDK, it feels a bit overdone. Again, likely cause I just can't see these two as very close beyond a 'fuck buddy' type casual relationship that she'd get THAT attached for something like this. Unless it's just all the stress and worry and anxiety of being on her own coming to a head at once.
But she's still a Pony, all your friends leave town and you move into a new place all on your own? Just an excuse to meet some more new friends and new people that live near you.
Being able to just go out a graze some leaves off a tree when you don't feel like making any food. #ponyperks
This chapter as a whole does to a wonderful job of really, just being sad and melancholy without coming off as 'emo', it's a nice blend that really captures her mood well, without overdoing it at all.
Yes, the Internet valves were opened! Free the Kitty clogged tubes! They've been extra backed up since Pony started to join Kitty as biggest thing on the net.
Yeah, easier just to toss the bottles in the thrash then deal with the return deposits, unless you are really really REALLY strapped for cash, which we've seen you are not.
A trip to the store requires the involvement of the FAA, #Pegaproblems
Shopping carts that hurt your hooves to use too long. #ponyproblems Even if it is adorable
What store has the customer write what fruit it is!? What store ever trusts the costumer to actually do anything like that? All the markets I've seen have the product codes on little stickers on the fruit.
Florists are going to have a massive boom in sales once Ponies become more prevalent. Gotta wonder how many of them will feel about ending up also being caterers.
Pony trying to figure out to work an old, even for humans house with all the quirks that would throw regular people a lot of the time, so cute.
Right up till she burns herself.... ouchie.... poor pony, but she takes it well. Fuck gas stoves. Never had any incident myself with one, but still remember the Thanksgiving my mom almost blew off her hand trying to relight the oven pilot light.
"A town without songs isn't much of a town at all"
Yes., pony is very, very wise, and very Pony.
Jehoram's Bowls... oh Silver, you precious little cinnamon roll. He wishes it was bowls.
Silly or not, they are going to be extra protective of the pony and make sure nothing happens, and if anything does, it's fixed ASAP, burns really arn't something to take lightly, but this one seems to be very minor. Also Pony is very to the point, of course she isn't sure the best way to treat a burned hoof, she's not usually stupid enough to burn herself.
That said, it is odd they don't at least know what in the basic first aid kit is safe for ponies. I get they aren't really medical first responders as much as general purpose, and have access to a LOT of backup regarding that, but seems the very basic first aid would be among the things they learn, like what common, everyday drugs are safe for ponies. If not have an explicitly made for ponies first aid kit with them.
Also curious just what she told them about her trip, since they seemed to know she was going, but did she just say 'going on trip with Aric for a week, kthxbai? Also a bit surprising they don't have GPS tracking on her phone, just to be safe.
The computer having an 'instant telegram system' Just.. Silver.. so adorable
Having ponies randomly knocking on your windows rather then doors. #ponyfreindsproblems
mean, stupid, and petty are the NICEST things you can say about Umbridge. There is a reason she's hated more then Voldemort, Mr. Magical Hitler, himself.
And now we see just how eager for nakey pony time Meghan has become, she is addicted to the cuddles!
Also, bad alarm, interrupting pony snuggle time, you deserve to be yelled at.
Even for as comfortable as she's gotten with the whole naked thing, yeah, just having Silver sit there and watch as she takes a shower is kind of weird. I can understand that.
Fish filled rivers and lakes being good places for a quick snack, #pegaperks
"Put it's tail in the electrical socket" Oh Silver...
And still adorable her wanting to respond to the junk mail and tell them 'no thanks', think if more people did that it might slow them down a bit?
And then meeting the neighbor kids, so adorable... meeting the Equestrian's is going to play all kinds of hell with the whole 'I want a pony' shtick.... Gotta wonder what Jeff was thinking that first time he came out, and there was a random pony just chilling in his backyard playing with the kids. "Which one of you did what now?"
Not being able to engage in a water gun fight #ponyprobelms. Then again the way ponies work, she can turn the tables, let them soak her good, and then run up and shake dry all over them.
But so good to see Silver just, having some fun like this after the sad time, pony bounces back very fast, and knows how to just not worry about things and let go when she can.
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That's sometimes the worst thing about not having a schedule. I sometimes have trouble on my rare days off because I'm not used to having to figure out for myself what I'm going to do.
She does actually like his company for more than just the sex, although not in the same way as she likes Meghan, for example. But yeah, it's as much of the suddenly being on her own, alone in her apartment with almost all of her friends gone for the summer and no clear plans going forward.
That's right--no sense in moping around for too long.
It's maybe not the best food, but it's nearly always available.
It's been brought up before in the comments, but pony videos are probably like printing money (even after the Adpocalypse). Her GoPro videos probably wind up with a cult-like following.
That's what I do with mine. Michigan's got a $.10 deposit per bottle, but usually it's not worth figuring out where I got them from and taking them back there, so I just return them to the recycling center every week or two.
The FAA tries to take all the fun out of flying.
What they really need is pony-friendly shopping wagons.
Maybe I'm showing my age there. The way I thought it worked was that you'd write it on the twist tie that you used to shut the bag, both for the produce and the bulk candy. At Meijer, they've also got flip-books for the cashiers in case you either forgot, or they thing you're trying to scam them. I bet most of the cashiers with experience can recognize most of it anyway. Like, I get the stickers for loose apples or whatever, but how the hell do you put stickers on bulk cashews?
I think that any good businessman or -woman will seize the opportunity to sell flowers to ponies, even for the purpose of eating. Enough ponies in one area might actually change the mix of what they carry, too, to include more flowers that aren't popular in bouquets but that taste good.
Any old tech takes some figuring out. True story, one rental house I lived in had four screw-in fuses for the house, and you had to unscrew three of them to completely unpower the kitchen.
Ever since the incident with the propane bottle, I've never really trusted gas all that much, whether it be in a bottle or a pipe. And gas stoves--especially old gas stoves--can be an adventure. Especially for a pony. If nothing else, the knobs aren't in a pony-friendly location.
Amusingly, that was originally a typo but it was so Silver that I left it.
Yeah, and there probably isn't much literature that her helpers have that discusses how to deal with minor burns (or major, but that's certainly above their pay grade). I have a feeling that the general rule for ponies is much the same as it is for humans--run cold water over it, don't pop the blisters (if any), and if it's large or serious, see a doctor immediately.
I think that it's still early enough that there's a bunch of things that they're not sure about. Especially if ponies don't generally take pills, for example, they might not have any good research on what Tylenol does to a pony. Most likely, there were memos about what was pony-safe and what wasn't, but Mister Salvatore thinks that he might still have a general kit and he's not going to give her anything out of it until he's sure.
She probably didn't give them too much info, if anything at all. She's not the kind of pony who would feel the need to inform her handlers about everything she's going to do. Also worth mention, who's to say that they're not tracking her phone, at least on the broad level? Up north, though, that's going to be problematic for them; there are lots of places where the cell phone coverage is nil (or at least that was the case in 2013). My phone was a brick for most of the trip from St. Ignance to Taquamenon Falls to Sault Ste. Marie.
Or just coming in if the window's open. Or in Rainbow Dash's case, even if it isn't.
I wonder if it's because being a villain is one thing, but enabling a villain is that much worse?
Of course she is; can you blame her?
I bet they generally don't have alarm clocks in Equestria.
Silver probably doesn't understand why, though.
Nature is so much more bountiful when you can eat more of it.
Once upon a time it might have; these days with computers I'm less certain. Plus for telemarketers at least, just responding tells them that they've got a real phone number and so they're more likely to call it.
What kid wouldn't want a pony as a neighbor? None.
Jeff's maybe smart enough to just roll with it. Especially if one of his kids (probably Trinity) has breathlessly reported that there's a pony living right next door.
Or, if she's feeling mean, escalate the conflict and bring in a raincloud . . . or a thundercloud.
Silver is very adaptable to the situation. Sure, it sucks that her college friends are gone, but there are bunch of fun kids next door and Meghan is still around, too.
Took me until now to figure out that sticking your tongue out at someone is the pony version of giving them the finger
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When you haven’t got fingers, you’ve got to improvise. Although it’s a situational signal, all explained in the book So You Want to Go to Equestria?.
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That kind of puts a new spin on what the Poison Joke did to Pinkie Pie, doesn't it?
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It would be the opposite of her normally bubbly outgoing personality, wouldn’t it.