September 19
I woke up at my usual time and looked out the window to see what the weather was like. It was nice and clear and I could hear birds chirping off in the distance. I wish that I still had a bird feeder.
There was a tree not too far from my window and I could hang a bird feeder in it. I wasn't sure if I was allowed to—since our room was right above the main entrance, people might not be happy if birds were dropping seed hulls and maybe also pooping on them. But maybe it would teach those people who liked to stand right by the door and smoke that they should go somewhere else.
I had a mouthful of hay for a morning snack and then got all my flight gear ready. When I filled up my camelback, all the red dye was gone from the sink but it smelled a little bit chemically. I'd never noticed that in our room, but Peggy didn't like to wear fingernail polish.
I didn't have all that much time to fly this morning, and I wanted to get a little bit of trotting in, too, so I used my radio to get permission from the grumpy man and then flew off towards the Nature Center.
I took a kind of indirect route, so that I could fly over the dirt mines and see if they were doing anything interesting in them, and the middle one had their big bucket tractor putting dirt on a conveyor so that it went into a new pile. It looked like it saved some trips for the tractor, since it didn't have to go as far to dump its dirt, but otherwise I couldn't see any purpose for it.
If they dug deep enough they might find monster bones. I'd heard that sometimes ponies dug up monster bones, but I'd never seen it for myself.
This time I remembered to keep towards the river side of the prairie as I came in for my landing, just so that I wouldn't scare off the deer. And they looked up when I circled around but I was far enough away that I didn't bother them. I wonder if they thought I was an eagle or something when I was in the air.
I looked at them too long and not long enough at the trees, and had to roll to avoid a branch that was suddenly right in front of me, and then I never quite got back to a good position—what the airplane simulator instructors called a proper configuration. So my landing was sloppy but nobody was there to see and laugh at it.
When I was along the river side of the trail, I trotted and then went at a walk past the deer, and I did that a couple of times before they were gone, and then I did a full gallop down the hill and cantered around and back up again, then after the second time my knee was starting to bother me a little and I didn't want to push it too far, so I slowed down to a walk and went around one more time, to cool off, then flew back towards college.
When I was flying over the cemetery, I decided that I'd take a little detour and see if Aric was home. My watch said that I had time, so I cut a little bit more west and I saw Winston in the driveway, so I flew around back and up to his window to see if he was in there.
He was asleep in bed and the window was opened about halfway so I got my forelegs under it and tried to pull it up to see if I could get in but I didn't get it too far open 'cause it kept sticking in the frame and with me flying I couldn't put that much strength into it. But the noise woke him up and it took him a minute before he saw me and then he slid out of bed and pulled the window open and asked me what I was doing.
I said that I'd stopped by to say good morning, then I stuck my head in through the window and kissed him, and then I said that I'd see him at Durak tonight and turned tail and headed back to college.
I landed on the boardwalk and went upstairs and got undressed in our room then went to take a shower, but I had to wait for Kat to finish 'cause I'd taken too long to get back, and then before I got my turn in the shower Peggy came into the bathroom too and sat down on the bench to wait for her turn.
I let her go before me, 'cause she had to get dressed after she was done anyway, and that took a little while. And then I took my turn and by the time I got back to our room she was all dressed, so we went down to the dining hall together, and she asked me how my knee was and I said it felt pretty good except when I did a lot of trotting.
Christine and Sean had stayed up too late, I think, 'cause both of them looked really exhausted, and I hoped it wasn't from studying but something more fun like staying up all night having sex.
I'd forgotten to bring my physics things with me, so I had to go back to our room to get them before I went to class. I'd been thinking about breakfast and how Peggy was already ready and not thinking about my classes.
Professor Brown told us the definition of calories, which was also how humans measured the energy of their food, which I thought was interesting. I guess it was because people were thermodynamic, too. And then he started talking about heat capacity, and how there were different formulas if the volume stayed the same or the pressure stayed the same. And then he told us about Joule and how he had discovered that water got hotter when it fell off a waterfall, because falling was work and work was energy.
So after we understood that, he started to explain that with gasses, you got the most work when you let the gas expand on its own in a way that was reversible, and he gave us the formula to calculate a piston holding down gas with a weight on top of it, and when the gas expended like it wanted to on its own, it would lift the weight until it reached equilibrium with the weight, and then he kept drawing the same experiment with smaller and smaller weights, and it was pretty obvious that it did more work the smaller the weights that you had.
And there was a lot of notes to take, because there were dozens and dozens of formulas that he showed us, and he drew out Joule's experiment that proved that when a gas expanded into a vacuum there was no heat change, but then he warned us that this was only true for ideal gasses and not real gasses, which would get colder, but Joule hadn't had a good enough thermometer to actually measure it.
Then before we left he reminded us that there was a lab tomorrow, which reminded me that I hadn't heard from Mister Salvatore about whether or not my lab coat was done yet, and I should have thought of that over the weekend, but I'd gotten distracted with other stuff. If I didn't have my lab coat I wasn't going to be allowed to do anything in the lab, and the professor would be mad at me and I'd get a bad grade. So as soon as I got back to my room I called him with my portable telephone and he didn't answer so I started getting more worried for a few minutes until he called back.
He said that he hadn't heard from her but he'd call her right away and see if it was going to be ready. And he said that he also had something else for me, but he wouldn't tell me what it was.
So I was kind of eager to see what it was, but just guessing wasn't going to get me anywhere, so I got out my homework and started working on it. The first few problems were pretty easy, 'cause they were just the basic formulas that we had gone over in class, but then they got a little bit trickier after that, and I didn't finish them all before it was time for lunch. So I packed my saddlebags for math and went to the dining hall.
Sean asked if I had the problems we'd worked on with me and I said that I had and then since we'd tried to show Christine and Peggy on a napkin but hadn't managed I got them out of my bag and put them on the table after Peggy wiped it off to make sure that the paper didn't get dirty. And I kinda gave a quick explanation of the different symbols. Peggy sort of understood 'cause she knows math and Christine doesn't know much math at all and hardly had any idea about it.
We could both tell she was getting kind of frustrated so I put the math away and talked about other stuff instead, but I was kind of thinking to myself that maybe if I'd tried a different way she might have understood it. Sometimes some of the new ponies on the weather team don't understand things until you've told them a couple of different ways and then all of a sudden you find the right one and they get it. There are also some ponies that are better hooves-on learners and they can never figure anything out from a book but if you show them they understand.
I think Sean was still feeling bad because when he went to get dessert for himself, he also brought her a piece of chocolate cake with some of the star-shaped ice cream on it and a little bit of chocolate sauce, too.
When we got to math class, we didn't want to interrupt Professor Pampena, so we agreed that we'd tell him after class, 'cause then I'd have time to explain it to him.
He reminded us about cross-products, and then said it was important to know that the cross product of a and b was not the same as b and a. And then he showed us how we could use vectors to find if something was in a plane because if it was all the vectors to that point would equal zero, and that was a lot of math to figure out but there was an easier way, where we'd find a normal vector and if it was perpendicular to one point and also our unknown point then they must be on the same plane.
Then he moved on to matrices, and showed us how to multiply them together, and how we'd know what size the answer matrix ought to be, and he reminded us again that if we had matrices A and B, AB was not the same as BA.
There was also an identity matrix which he told us about that made a number stay the same when it went through the matrix and that seemed kind of useless but I was sure that he'd explain why it existed, and then he showed how you'd use it when you were rotating something on the same plane.
And then at the end of class he told us how to find minors and cofactors, and then gave us a bunch of matrices for homework. It was all pretty straightforward so far but there were a lot of numbers to draw out.
Once he'd dismissed the class we both went up to his desk and Sean asked if he had a few minutes free, and he did. And we didn't even have to leave because there wasn't a class right after ours, so I got out our paper and put it on the desk, and he got really excited because he'd seen Equestrian math in books before but never in person, and he admitted that he'd kind of wanted to ask but he didn't want to make me do extra work that nobody else had to do.
And then I showed him how to use the weather wheel and he really liked that, too. He said that on Earth those were called circular slide rules and they had once been really popular back before calculators but now nobody really knew how to use them.
He said that he would bring an Earth slide rule to class next time even though he wasn't very good at working it.
And he said that if I wanted to convert one problem on each homework to Equestrian and solve it I could do that, and I would get full credit for it as long as I showed all my work. Well, I remembered that Sean thought he should get something too because it was partially his idea, so I asked if Sean could, too, and he asked if Sean knew Equestrian math, and he had to admit that he didn't really.
So when we left he was a bit grumpy that he hadn't gotten anything special, and I told him that I would be happy to teach him everything that he needed to know but we'd have to start with the basics, and he asked if that meant addition and subtraction and I said it would be best to start with the numbers first and then move on to addition and subtraction and he thought that was a whole lot of work he really didn't want to do. But if he couldn't draw them right, nopony was ever going to be able to figure out his math, not even me.
I went back to my room and finished up my thermodynamics homework first then got started on my math, and there was one problem I was having a little bit of trouble with and I thought that I could convert it to Equestrian and work it out and even if I couldn't solve it the professor would never know but that was cheating, so I finally put it aside and I was about to go to dinner when I remembered that I hadn't heard back from Mister Salvatore.
I checked my portable telephone and he had called, so I called him back and this time he answered right away and said that he had gotten in contact with her and we could meet her at six and make sure it fit and she promised that she'd make any other alterations needed then and there, so that meant that I would have to eat pretty quickly, and I said that I would meet him behind my dorm at three-quarters past five, 'cause that should give us enough time to get to her house. It wasn't all that far.
So I did have to rush through dinner, but that was okay because there wasn't anything all that good to eat anyway. Christine thought that maybe they'd given up early this year, and Sean said that maybe they were planning something special for tomorrow and that was why.
Well, I was hoping that they were planning something special, and Sean said that since tomorrow was Tuesday maybe it would be tacos and I hoped that it was. It was always fun when you got to build your own meal.
I got to the dorm only a few minutes early and there wasn't any point in going up to my room to wait so since there was only one way in to the parking lot I walked up it and I had gotten all the way to Academy Street before I saw Sienna coming up the hill, bouncing over the bricks. And Mister Salvatore stopped it out in the street and opened up the side door for me, and then we drove around to Monroe Street because that was the quickest way to turn around.
We got to her house right at six, and she let us in and said that she was very sorry that it hadn't been done sooner but she'd gotten busy with something else and it had also taken her longer than she thought it would because she didn't have any way to test-fit it. So I put it on and it fit pretty well, and it would keep me safe in the lab. And I was happy with how it had turned out, 'cause it was a lot more comfortable and I didn't have to roll up the sleeves at all.
So Mister Salvatore paid her and then we got back in the van and he said that he was kind of mad that it had taken her so long to make it, just because she'd said it would be done sooner than it was, but since I was happy with it he was happy, too, and Miss Cherilyn reminded him that he was going to give me something else, too. And he nodded and said that we'd have to wait until we'd stopped driving, but he was really happy that he'd gotten it and it was something that I needed to have, and I kept begging him for hints as we drove back to college but he wouldn't tell me.
Finally, when we were in the parking lot and stopped by the back door he got out and went around back and brought out a little cardboard box and inside was a pair of safety glasses that I could wear. He said that there was a company that custom-made them for ponies, so they should be reasonably comfortable.
They weren't the same as flight goggles, which I had to wear sometimes, and they felt kind of weird, but they were nice and secure and I think that Professor Brown would be happy that I had them, so I thanked him for getting them for me, and he said that he was happy to and asked if there was anything else I needed.
Well, I was curious if he'd found out anything more about getting the tornado team to Kalamazoo and he said that he hadn't yet but he was still negotiating, and he'd probably let me know one way or another by the end of the week. He said that tornado season was ending, and they might have a little free time after that, but they'd also been recruited to make a couple of stops on their way home and that had been settled several months ago, before they'd even come out, so he wasn't sure if he could make any changes now.
I thought that he was trying really hard and that was what mattered, so I hugged him and Miss Cherilyn too and then I went upstairs and set out my lab coat and goggles and also a sparkly scrunchie for lab tomorrow, then I went out to the boardwalk and flew to Fourth Coast.
I was a little bit late, so I had to sit out the first game, and I didn't get to sit next to Aric, either, because there were already people on both sides of him, and I thought that he could have told them that he was saving a seat for me. But then I started getting into the conversation and the next game, and pretty soon I was just having fun.
When we drove home, he let me steer down Dartmouth Street and to his house again, and he said that I was doing such a good job that maybe next week he'd let me shift, too. I think he kind of liked the idea of me driving, or maybe it was just to get me to sit on his lap—I could tell that he liked that, too.
So we went up to his bedroom and he said that it had been kind of mean to tease him by flashing him in the morning and I told him that I hadn't meant to even though that wasn't true.
And he said that he had already plotted out his revenge and I asked him what it was but he said that it wouldn't be any fun if he told me and he'd said too much already, but he would be ready the next time I woke him up in the morning.
I said as long as his revenge wasn't throwing a bucket of water on me, and he said that that would be a mean thing to do and he didn't have a bucket anyways, and so I jumped up on the bed and lifted my tail and he said that it wasn't fair doing that while he was still wearing his clothes, and I told him that he should have been getting undressed instead of planning his revenge.
Another request: We need to see Silver Glow in a lab coat!
It's been 45 years since I got a D in Algebra but doesn't AB is not = BA mean that matrices are non Euclidian? A buddy of mine was taking Engineering in college & got one of the 1st pocket calculators. It cost about what you'd pay for a low end PC these days. It used Polish Notation (? IIRC). I quipped "$500 bucks for a paperweight & it can't tell you 2x2 = 4?" He said that engineers were supposed to know that already & showed me how you could mess it up on a slide rule & the more complex the slide rule just meant more ways to get it wrong.
You and a certain ditzy siren both, Silver.
^_^ This is an adorable fic, but at the same time... I can't help but wonder how your onto the pony planet is doing too, cause this fic, great as it is, almost seems to be blurring the chapters together with how many of them there have been. Each chapter is definitely enjoyable though regardless.^^
7738255 so basically not a pegasus lol. That's really interesting, I love seeing stuff like that. I know that horse bodies aren't great for flight mussels, but I guess I didn't realize exactly how bad.
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Heh.
Had to look that up. I could certainly see it happening.
We call them Dinosaurs, amongst other things. =P
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From what I remember of my Linear Algebra class, the reason why AB =/= BA is that in the case of AB, you are rewriting the coordinate system (the "x" and "y" axes) of B in the coordinate system of A and vice versa for BA. Since you are rewriting the coordinates in different systems (as A =/= B), the results cannot be the same system in the end.
Both systems are still Euclidean, straight lines still map to straight lines.
Edit: Cleaned up my explanation.
It's funny how different the same classes are at different schools. My Vector Calc class didn't cover this, it went straight to calculus but with vector defined functions.
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It's due to reaction times. You're applying a force to the magnet that won't exceed a certain value (similar to static friction) and once the magnetic force exceeds that value, it starts to move, which increases the force, which causes it to move faster, which increases the force faster and it just keeps on going. It occurs faster than you can process what's happening and hold on harder.
Another interesting ponyism, I guess Equestrian doesn't use 'to' notation after the half hour.
Is it me or does Aric seem a bit more standoffish to Silver since the holidays. It might be her time with Meghan has put him off a bit or maybe it's just that he knows she's leaving in a few months and doesn't want to get to attached.
I just looked back at the first few chapters and there are some interesting issues mentioned there which seem to have become 'non-canon' since.
Silver got into the program because she lives on the ground but from what we've seen since it doesn't sound like she does anymore. I suppose I friend could have put their house up for the exchange but it hasn't sounded like Silver had all that many grounded friends.
Its generally seemed like Silver doesn't know her father. Now I suppose the Dad mentioned here could be a stepfather but he's not been mentioned since (her mother and sister don't get much time either) and it doesn't even seem like her culture has much of a concept of marriage from some of the stuff she says later.
Hanging birdfeeders over the smoking area must be a better way that having non shelters or high sonic squealers, though not as classy as Debussy etc?
The maximum work function is really confusing, as youd think that if you have two containers of room temperature high pressure gas, both insulated to stop thermal leakage, then the one that expands rapidly gets colder because its using more energy to expand, so more work? Where you have to Explicitly state that a slow expander does more work because it cheats, pulling in extra energy from its surroundings? When compressing, you can consider a piston like a badminton or tennis bat. Slow moving badminton, the gas moves at roughly the same speed, so same temperature, where with a fast moving piston or bat, like tennis, the piston accelerates teh gas, making it move faster, which is an increase in temperature. This is a very simplified model and likely wrong, but it works mentally good enough.
What about the Right Wing Rule? If your Right Wing points accross the wind, and your Right Hoof points along the wind, looking straight up is the direction youre going to Move? Pegasus flight is all about instantaneous third order vector differentials etc?
Silver is slowly gettting back with old freinds, and is starting to make new? Fun stuff going to start in the lab, at least with a fitted lab coat theres less dangly and flying bits to catch on things. Hopefully no accidental experiments in surface thermal enhancements of airflow over a pegasus, at least this term.
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Sorry. Sorry!
Taco Tuesday!
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("Is that the gearshift, or are you happy to see me?")
She doesn't even know how this "revenge" plan looks !!
It's also nice to see that she suddenly gets more used to her portable phone ^.^
It's funny looking back at the first chapters, back when mister Salvatore was just a grumpy barely seen background character and contrast it with present mister Salvatore who develloped into a cool adoptive father.
Heck! He's even outshinning miss Cherilyn now!
7740520 I always figured that the human live at Silver's parent's. And that Silver lived with the weather team in a cloudhouse.
It would be nice to have Silver meet that human at some point.
But yeah, it is most likely a biiiiig plot hole. The whole story is impossible, in reality, Silver's been in coma for some time and none of that was real!
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The inverse 3rd power is why it is like that:
It takes all of one's strength to lift the magnet the 1st millimeter, but after the 1st millimeter, the magnet just seems to let go.
Speaking about the inverse 3rd power, in a 4D universe, gravity falls off by the inverse 3rd power. In a 4D universe, closed orbits are impossible. in 4 or more spatial dimensions, objects either collide or escape to infinity. in a 2D universe, all orbits are closed because no finite escape-velocity exists.
Yeah, I guess that would be pretty thoughtless -
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Ah, they got her safety glasses! Thank goodness! As a chemist, I'm almost always wearing safety glasses. Lab coats protect your clothes and/or skin.. But you can buy new clothes, and skin heals pretty well. You're only issued 2 eyeballs, and replacements are real hard to come by! I was expecting a scene along these lines earlier...
SG: "It's okay! I can use my third eyelid to protect my eyes in the lab!"
Professor: "Really? That's pretty cool! Tell me, if your third eyelid gets all messed up, can you order a replacement set?"
SG: "Um..... No?"
Professor: "Well, in that case... Go get yourself a Celestia damned pair of safety glasses!"
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But at least "Boaty McBoatface" is still slightly amusing.
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Yes. With a ponytail, held in place with a sparkly scrunchie.
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It's only been 21 years since I got a D in Calculus I and gave up on math, at least until the last year or so. But as 7740394 said, the reason it isn't the same is because you're running a formula on a set of matrices, and so the two results (AB vs BA) won't necessarily be the same, since in some cases you have to change the dimensions of the matrix.
It's amazing how cheap tech has become, and how much better. Still, no matter how good it is, a pocket calculator hasn't got the same street cred as an actual slide rule.
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Right now OPP and a couple other projects are in holding patterns until I get caught up with other stuff. I'm hoping to get one more chapter of OPP out by the end of the year but I can't promise that I will. The new arrangement at work has been kicking my butt.
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I prefer 'thunder lizards.'
I think I should train myself to always call fossils 'dragon bones' from now on.
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I don't know if this is the normal way to do it, but it's what MIT is doing, and that's good enough for me.
So if you had a really strong magnet and had to pull really hard, by the time it came loose it would rapidly accelerate to light speed, right?
Something I've always wondered about: transmission pans traditionally have a small circular magnet in them to catch metal fuzz, which means that somewhere there's a magnet factory, and they have to ship those magnets . . . . I've always envisioned a pallet of them getting stuck to the forks on a forklift.
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It's kind of odd how we count up to half hours and count down after them, isn't it?
That one I should fix. When I first started the story, I thought it would be like a high school exchange, where she lives in some family's house and their kid lives in her house. But I changed my mind a few chapters in, thinking the college atmosphere would be better.
I have yet to find a good term to replace 'dad' with. He's technically her Mom's long-term stallionfriend; arguably, he could be a step-father. I'm sure that there's a good word in some language to describe the relationship, but I have no idea what it is. I seem to recall when I was reading through the Bible, for example, there was a relationship that they needed a footnote for because it was significant in ancient times but not relevant now.
As for marriage, that's not something Silver Glow is too familiar with because that's not how her pegasus village does things, but that doesn't apply to all of Equestria--just Silver Glow's experience and opinions.
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One of the mechanics at a shop where I used to work used a fire extinguisher on a manager who was smoking where he shouldn't have been. The mechanic claimed he thought he was on fire, since that was the only logical explanation for smoke in a non-smoking area.
It is, but it's so instinctive for her that it's probably hard to quantify it, just like asking a soccer player how the ball goes where he wants it to. He'll probably shrug and say 'practice.'
Well, the good news is that I found out that feathers don't actually burn all that easily, so Silver Glow should make it through her labs alright.
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Apparently, one unlucky bald-headed man was killed by a bird dropping a turtle on him, thinking that his shiny bald head was a rock which would open up that tasty turtle.
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I have decided that from now on, I am going to make a conscious effort to call fossils (of any type) 'dragon bones.'
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One possible (but mean) revenge would be to put bird food with capsaicin in the bird feeder. That prevents squirrels, because they can taste it and hate it; birds can't. Pegasi presumably could. Although Aric's not that mean.
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Don't let her hear you say that.
It is. And one I should go back and fix.
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So a hyperuniverse would fairly quickly (and simultaneously) explode and implode. Neat!
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It wasn't that bad on the third floor, but I pity those poor bastards on the first.
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From what I've heard, probably not really needed in a basic thermo lab, but probably better to be safe than sorry.
I work as a mechanic, and instead of safety glasses (which I would probably forget to wear anyway), I wear my normal glasses with their polycarbonate lenses, and let me tell you, that paid off the day a buffing wheel came apart at 20,000 rpm. Left a hell of a scratch in my glasses, but no eye damage at all.
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I would sail on a boat called that. Actually, if I had a choice of sailing on, let's say, The Pride of the Atlantic or Boaty McBoatface, you can bet I'd go for Boaty.
And the best part is, no matter what they actually end up calling it, everyone will just call it Boaty McBoatface. And deep down, they probably realize it.
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You might be interested in this paper about universes with different numbers of spatial and temporal dimensions:
7759266 Well, if miss Cherylin doesn't wan't to be outshined, she just have to step up her game, get more screentime and use for something else then nagging mister Salvatore
7759276 They named a yellow submarine Boaty Mcboatface, that should count for something...
I wish the deer in my home town were as skittish as those ones. There have only been two things that I've seen scare them off: 1) My brother charging at them in a deliberate attempt to chase them off, and 2) an oncoming freight train less than ten feet away. Even multiple direct hits from rubber shotgun slugs were completely ignored! It got to the point where the city council was seriously considering allowing a small amount hunting within city limits because it was getting so ridiculous. I think the measure may have even passed, though I don't remember for certain.
Yeah, I'm like that with knots. You'd think someone who was in Boy Scouts would be better with that sort of thing. Written instructions, diagrams, online videos... these rarely work. Face-to-face instruction is the only way for me. Even then, I had trouble retaining it-- in Boy Scouts, I only remembered the knots just long enough to count as fulfilling whatever badge or rank requirement I was going for.
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She and Silver Glow ought to have some more bonding time together. She could send Mister Salvatore off somewhere on a fool's errand, and then go to the casino with Silver Glow.
It's not the same as the whole ship, but it does make me immensely happy that they did.
Taco Tuesday? Damnit, Biscuit!!
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It's worse than you think; in storytime, it's Wednesday. The college dining hall can't even get Taco Tuesday right.
I like the way you think, Silver.
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It's actually a really good idea, and of couse she can play innocent. "Nobody told me I couldn't put a birdfeeder in a tree."
Random fact: Back in my school days it was ways a challenge to get me out of bed to go to school. One morning my mom threatened to dump a bucket of water on me. I ended up dumping it on her.
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The closest tradition I've had is when mechanics who arrived early tried to scare the ones who arrived later, usually by hiding by the door and jumping out at them. One day, I saw my buddy getting into place as I was coming in, so I loosened the top on my coffee cup, and when he jumped out, I jerked back and 'accidentally' covered him with coffee.
That was the last time anyone jumped out at me when I was coming to work.
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Buddy of mine worked at Three Mile Island. He told me that most of the security guards there were women (I guess to get the numbers up). They had a security crackdown & the guards had to touch your badge, to make sure that you had the right one(?). So, some of the guys started wearing theirs on their fly. One of the guards started touching them with her knee. Somehow, the joke wasn't funny anymore
Do ponies ever wear hoof polish? I always thought they might, considering mare's hooves in the show seem to blend with their coat, and stallion's hooves don't.
The lab nerd in me just did a funny happy dance.
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In my headcanon in most stories, they’ve got normal-colored hooves, not fur-colored.
Having said that, yes they sometimes do. Either to get all fancy, or to make their hooves shiny; not to mention that there are probably tribal variations (unicorns are more likely to, whereas earth ponies and pegasi typically do not). There also might be some advantages to some kinds of hoof polish to prevent chipping and cracking or even water absorption, although that would of course be more of a practical use rather than a vanity use.
Ponies in safety glasses are cute
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I feel I might accidentally get a degree after reading this fanfic.
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There’s nothing wrong with that! Learning is good.
I watched through several lecture series, read the Bible, and a bunch of poetry for research.
Probably should be "...stayed the same or if the pressure..."
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You’re right . . . correction made, thank you!
Damn, even in Canada we have a smoke pit somewhere on campus. Or used to at any rate. My high school had one.
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A lot of the dorms had an unofficial one right by the front door. One of the dorms also had a smoking floor.
I was also in high school when that was still a thing; I would imagine nowadays most high schools don’t have that.
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Back when I was in HS, (late 1960s) you got caught smoking (tobacco) you got beat with a paddle (that was still legal) & you got a three day suspension.
You got caught smoking weed & your ass would die in prison.
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When I was in HS in the 90s, there was a smoking area for staff and students; no idea if they worried too much about who was of age and who wasn't. I went to a pragmatic conservative high school--for example I know a guy who wasn't a great student but he got passing grades because everybody knew he was destined to be a pig farmer.
I'm not sure how much they cared about that. I heard that one of the local cops would just confiscate it and tell you to not do it again, but I don't know if that's an actual fact.