November 17
Since none of us had to be to class too early, we had some time to play in bed, and we didn't get the book out and it was still lots of fun.
Then we took a shower, and after we were done, Aric said that he had a surprise for Meghan in his room and he was going to get it, and he came back a minute later with a hairdryer. And he reminded her that she'd told him that there was a sexy way that she could use it, and she nodded and plugged it in and started to dry her hair, and he frowned at her and said that she was trolling him.
Meghan told him that she was standing in front of the mirror drying her hair naked and wasn't that sexy enough for him and he said that he guessed that it was.
There wasn't really enough room in the bathroom for all three of us to stand around in it, so Aric had left the door open and I saw Angela come up around the stairs and when she saw us she turned around and went back downstairs although we weren't doing anything that we shouldn't have been.
And later on, when they'd gotten dressed, we were sitting at the breakfast table waiting for the coffee to be done, and asked if we were wearing clothes yet and I said no, so then she asked if everyone else was, and Aric said she'd have to come up and see.
Meghan was kind of embarrassed, and she sort of hid her face with the coffee cup even though there wasn't anything in it, although I didn't see any reason why she should be. I think people would be a lot happier if they weren't worried about being naked all the time.
Aric drove us back to the dorm together, and then Meghan and Aric helped me get into my flight gear, and I kissed them both goodbye and got out of the truck. Meghan said that she'd take my saddlebags so I wouldn't have to carry them when I was flying, which was nice of her.
I called the airplane directors and told Dori where I was going, and she said it was okay, so then I kissed Meghan and Aric again, and took off.
It was a really nice morning for flying—it was a little bit hazy and gusty and the temperature was still low, so I wouldn’t get too hot while I was flying, although I might on the way back, 'cause it felt like it was going to get pretty warm today. My winter coat still wasn't grown all the way in, but underneath the flight gear it really held in a lot more heat.
Instead of going over Trowbridge, I flew through the gap between the dorms and by the time I got to Hoben, I was high enough to clear its roof, so I did and then angled towards the hotel, picking up some more altitude as I flew. On longer flights, you usually used up less energy if you took your time climbing, and while I wasn't going far enough for it to really matter, it was still a good habit to keep.
I was around the top floor of the hotel when I went by, and I couldn't help but look inside, and I saw an older couple who were holding hands and looking out the window, which was really cute. So I waved at them before I continued on.
My course took me over the railroad tracks just past the river, and I followed them out East, past Sprinkle Road, but instead of flying on I landed by the fuel station that was right on the point and went inside to get some carrots, 'cause I'd seen that they had big bags of them outside. The clerk inside was surprised that I wanted some and he let me pick a few of the biggest, freshest ones, and let me have them for free, even though I offered to pay. So that was really nice of him.
I had to watch three ways for traffic before I could take off again, and I didn't get all that much altitude before I got to the electricity wires that came from the dam, and I turned to follow them, until I got to the stables.
I hadn't told Deanne that I was coming, so I was glad to see her truck parked along by the fence, and when I got closer, I also saw that she was practicing the obstacle course with Henry, so I circled and came in for a landing right by the fence.
Deanne and Henry were both focused on their routine, but they saw me, and so did the dog. He kept circling around my sides and rump, even when I started flicking my tail at him and telling him to back off. Even though I knew he was harmless, sometimes he made me a little nervous, and I kept side-stepping a little bit to my right, to put some distance between him and me. Which didn't work, 'cause he'd just crowd me again.
Deanne had Henry do a couple more laps before she walked him around the perimeter to let him cool down some. Then she came over to the fence and me and Henry sniffed at each other, then he stuck his head over my back and started trying to get into my camelback, 'cause he smelled the carrots and didn't know that it was rude to try and get at them.
Deanne asked me if I'd stopped by to watch or if I wanted to ride, and I said that either was fine. And I told her how school was ending soon and then I'd be going back home to Equestria not too long after that, and I hadn't wanted to leave without saying goodbye.
She said that in that case I ought to have one more horseback ride, so we went to the barn and she got Hoshi out of her stall, then she saddled her up while I took off all my flight gear in the tack room, 'cause there wasn't any sense in my wearing it.
I got up on Hoshi's back and when Deanne got back on Henry, he snorted and looked back at her. I think he was expecting to get unsaddled, not ridden again and I felt kind of bad for messing up his routine.
We went back into the woods and Deanne looked back a couple of times to make sure that I was still there.
We turned around when we were back at the electricity trail, and I was in the lead most of the way back, although I didn't really do much, 'cause Hoshi knew where to go.
Deanne unsaddled the horses and rinsed them down, and I went into the tack room to get the carrots for them. I had one for Peaches, too, so she wouldn't feel left out.
I gave them their carrots and then before Deanne turned them out to pasture, I gave both of them a nuzzle and gave Hoshi a little kiss, too. I was going to miss them.
When she opened the gate, Henry trotted out into the field and then started sniffing around in it a little bit and then he dropped down and rolled on his back, while Hoshi just looked at him like he was an idiot.
Deanne followed me over to the obstacle course, and I hopped over the fence and walked around the course once to make sure that I still remembered it, and then I got to the starting line and wiggled my rump then launched myself around it.
I went a little bit slow the first time, 'cause I just wanted to refresh my memory of when the jumps were and where my hooves had to be, and then when I got back to the start I was already moving, so I just sped up into a full gallop, and tore around the course. And I did use my wings to carry my jumps a little bit farther than I could have got on my own, but that wasn't cheating, I didn't think.
When I finished the second time, I was panting a bit, and I had mud on my legs and a little bit of poop which I hadn't quite been able to avoid on one of my hooves, and so I went over to the washing area and turned on the hose and was using it to wash myself until Deanne took it from me and rinsed me off, and she made sure to clean my hooves, which was nice of her.
She offered to get a towel to dry me off with, but I'd dry enough on the flight back home, I thought. Maybe not under where my gear was, but that was okay. I was going to take a proper shower when I got back anyways.
So I went in the tack room and got dressed and then I called Dori before I came out. And I nuzzled Deanne and told her that I was going to miss her, and she said that she'd miss me too.
I nuzzled her one more time and then I flew off over the parking lot, and the dog followed on the ground until I got over the barn. He barked at me once, and then I was over the pasture and I waved at Henry and Hoshi, and then turned towards the railroad tracks.
I flew due south until I got there, and then I followed them back towards Kalamazoo. And I went all the way along them until I got to Academy Street, then I turned west towards the top of the hill. I'd been dropping altitude as I went through town, and I'd estimated pretty well, 'cause it felt like I didn't have to correct much to come in for a landing on the boardwalk.
Peggy wasn't in our room, and I got undressed and then went to the shower. I didn't think that there would be anybody waiting their turn, 'cause it was almost lunchtime, so I took a really long shower and thought about when the best time to have our group shower would be. I thought that tomorrow night was one option, but maybe it would be better on the weekend. People might like going a little bit later, and everyone probably would have spent all of Saturday studying and would want a break from it.
When I got back to my room, I took my time grooming, too, so that I wouldn't be all messy when I went to the salon. Then I got my astronomy books and my poetry assortment, and I also called Pastor Liz to tell her that I wouldn’t be able to meet with her today but I could do it Tuesday morning, which she said was a good time, and then I went to lunch.
Everyone was kind of studying while they ate, 'cause they'd put it off until the last minute like humans like to do, but Cedric put down his notebook and said that he was going to miss me, and that it was going to feel strange next year to not have a pegasus to read poetry with.
And I said that there would be a new pony and maybe she'd also like poetry and they could make friends, and Cedric said that she wouldn't be the same as the SG, and made a fist and bumped my hoof.
We each picked our own poems this time. I found one called Into Bad Weather Bounding, and it wasn't really exactly about the weather but I liked it because I bounded into bad weather, and Leon said that if I ever got business cards, that was what they should say.
Trevor read a poem called Great Sleeps I Have Known, and then Leon read Sonnet 73, which was by Shakespeare. And then Cedric took the book and he flipped through it and it took a while before he chose his poem, and it was called The Sun Sets in Molten Gold and it was really beautiful.
I hugged them all before I left for Astronomy class, and my heart was kind of heavy when I went across campus, because it was almost the last time we'd get to read poetry together.
Professor Miller started by telling us what was going to be on the final exam and reminding us what her office hours were, and then she said that we were going to finish up by talking about how the universe might end by tearing itself apart.
I thought that was an appropriate way to end the class.
So she told us more about how the universe was expanding, and it was speeding up because there was more dark energy than there was matter or dark matter, but that that balance changed with time. She said that the matter density changed with time, because when the universe was smaller it was denser, and that the dark matter and regular matter had more of an effect than the dark energy.
She drew us graphs that showed how it looked, and that by extrapolating from the data points we knew that the universe was about 13.8 billion years old.
And you could look at further-away stars and find out when it had been slower, she said, and that space telescopes were able to see far enough back to know when it was moving slower, if you could find highly redshifted supernovas.
They were really faint, though, and you needed to be able to see in infrared, and she also said that when they were that far away gravitational lensing might be making them look brighter than they actually were.
She said that there was going to be a Joint Dark Energy Mission that was going to find supernovas, although it hadn't been built or launched yet, and there was also the LSST (they called it that because it was easier to say than the Large Synoptic Survey Telescope), which was going to take a survey of the sky every three days, but that hadn't been built yet, either.
So she said that we didn't know exactly how the universe was going to end but soon we might have a better idea, and then class was over, so on my way out I thanked her for everything she'd taught me.
And when we were in the hall, I asked Anna if she wanted to be my study buddy for astronomy. She couldn't do it right away, but she said that in an hour, we could meet and study. And we had to decide where, and she suggested that since it was warm we should go out on the quad and I liked that. It was too nice a day to be inside.
So I went back to my room and got my books, and I carried them out to the quad so that I would have them, and then I started to fly around, 'cause it was a nice day, and then I started galloping around and having a lot of fun until I remembered that I had meant to keep myself looking well-groomed, but it was too late now. My coat was damp and my mane was messed up, and I didn't have my brush and didn't want to miss Anna, so I just pushed it back with my hoof and thought that I could brush it real quick before me and Meghan left.
And then I stretched out on the grass right where the sun could shine on me, and I kept a hoof across my astronomy book and notebook just in case a squirrel tried to steal it.
I closed my eyes and I dozed off just a little bit—I never really fell asleep, I don't think, because there were too many noises and it wasn't really safe to sleep on the ground alone anyways. So even when my eyes were shut, my ears were alert, and I heard Anna coming before she got too close and opened my eyes and lifted my head up, then I yawned and stretched out my wings a little bit before sitting up.
There was a whole lot for us to review, and we didn't get all the way through it. Luckily, there weren't all that many formulas to remember, so that was one thing I wouldn’t have to worry about, but there were lots of other terms that I needed to make sure that I knew.
I thought if I had time, it would be good to make cards, and I probably could have done that instead of playing around on the quad.
We were trying to figure out when we could meet again when my portable telephone rang, and it was Meghan and she said that she was ready and we ought to leave soon. So I told Anna that I wouldn't be at dinner tonight, and tomorrow we could figure out when we wanted to meet to study again.
Then I flew up to the boardwalk and left my books in my room and I told Peggy that I was going to the salon, and then I went downstairs and met Meghan at her room, and we went down to the parking lot to wait for our Uber-car, which was a little boxy thing that was called a Soul.
It seemed kind of cheap inside, and the seat wasn't all that comfortable, but it was pretty quiet, and the driver asked if we minded if he played music, and we didn't. So before he left he picked up his little music-box and picked out some music, and I didn't really like the first song all that much, but the next one was called The Sound of Silence, which was by Disturbed. Meghan said that it was a newer version of the song.
He dropped us off at the salon, and we were a little bit late, so I apologized to Maura and she said that she didn't mind. And she saw that I was getting fluffy, and asked if I wanted to be trimmed down, but I told her that I just wanted my mane and tail cut. Even though I didn't really need it now, when I went back to Equestria it was going to be in the winter and I'd be cold if I got it shaved off.
So me and Meghan sat down in chairs that were next to each other, and I'd never had a chance to comb my mane, so the woman who was trimming it had to. Her name was Conni, and she had very pretty dark skin, and her hair was in lots of little braids.
She was kind of quiet, 'cause she was doing a really good job and just focusing on that. But she said that my mane felt really soft and full, and she was kind of jealous of it, so I told her that I really liked her hair, too.
It didn't take as long as I'd thought before we were done, and Meghan didn't go in the back room this time to get waxed. She said that she might make another appointment for that later. And then she used her portable telephone to get another Uber-car to come and pick us up, and it happened to be the same Soul, so he knew right where to go.
He was playing the same kind of music this time, and it was kind of hard to follow some of the words. There was one where the singer kept saying pogo over and over again, which was kind of odd. But I could understand the words in that one at least.
Meghan asked if we wanted to see what they had left for food, and I asked if we could get Chinese food delivered, and she thought that was a great idea. So we went back to my room, and Peggy was there, and she wanted some, too, but not too much because she'd just had dinner.
So she used her computer to find their menu and they knew what they liked and I didn't know what most of it was, so Peggy and Meghan both helped me decide what I wanted to eat.
We talked while we were waiting for our food to arrive, and Peggy complained some more about her art project, because she still didn't have any ideas, and it had to be something pretty simple that she could do in a couple of days, and she said that she might look at her computer and see if she could find something that would inspire her.
And she didn't right away, but then she found a movie where people were using giant cannons and siege engines to launch pumpkins, which was really neat to see. And she said that something like that would be visually interesting, although the egg would probably break.
Then she kind of stopped and blinked and reached into her bag and got her notebook out and pulled out a piece of paper and she sat up and said that it never said that the egg had to survive, just that it had to be visually interesting, and she said that nothing was more visually interesting than a catapult firing the egg straight down into the floor and that was what she was going to do.
Meghan said that she ought to put something else in the basket that it could fire, and at first she thought paint, but then decided that she'd get in trouble for splattering paint all over the lobby of the Fine Arts building, and said that glitter would be good, too.
She had to go downstairs to get the food, because the deliveryperson couldn't bring it right up to our room, which was kind of dumb. And she came back with a big plastic sack and she opened it up and it was full of little cardboard boxes of food, and also some fortune cookies and packets of soy sauce, which was really salty. They also had napkins and plastic utensils and wrapped-up chopsticks.
Meghan asked if I was going to use mine, and I said that I couldn't with hooves, so she took them out of their package and rolled up my mane into a loose bun and stuck the chopsticks in to hold it in place.
Peggy knew how to fold out the containers to make little plates, and we ate on the floor, 'cause we didn't have a table and it wouldn’t have been social to sit at our desks. I had Kung Pao shrimp as my main course, and I'd also gotten some spring rolls to eat, 'cause they were good. And then when we were done eating our food we opened up our cookies. Mine told me that the secret to getting ahead was getting started in bed, and I said that I was gonna save my fortune until tomorrow.
Peggy's said that love was for the lucky and the brave in bed, and Meghan said that she should be mischievous and she would not be lonesome in bed, and she slid her hand under my tail before I could swat it away and Peggy pretended not to notice, but then she started laughing and that gave her away.
Even though I had a full belly and it was kind of late, I wanted to go and see if people were fighting in the park, 'cause it would probably be my last chance to see Karla and Stellan, so I flew down there, and there were more people than I thought. I guess maybe fighting was a good way to work out the stress from finals.
So I had to spar with Stellan and with Karla, and pretty soon I wasn't thinking of anything else, and by the time we were done, I was lathered again and I'd lost both of the chopsticks, too. And we found one, which was broken, and we had no idea where the other one had gone.
I hugged both of them and thanked them for everything that they'd taught me, and I wish that there had been some gift that I could have given them, but I hadn't thought of anything. And then I remembered that everyone seemed to like my feathers, and I had a few more secondaries that were working loose, so I reached back and pulled them out and gave one to each of them.
Karla thought that was kind of a strange thing, until Stellan told her to remember what Gimli had asked for, and then she laughed, and she leaned down and hugged me again.
I flew back to Trowbridge and when I got back up to our room, everyone else was gone. Peggy was looking at pictures of catapults trying to figure out what she could build—she said that she wasn't that much of a carpenter but people had built catapults in the Middle Ages so how hard could it be?
I had time to make cards with all the important astronomy terms and also the formulas that we'd learned, and then I wrote in my journal, too, before I went to bed.
Aric is right, you do have a boob fetish, Silver.
That song is called The Sound of Silence
Meghan: "I thought you liked mine?"
The Sound of Silence, Simon & Garfunkel cover, in case you haven't heard it. A bit melodramatic for my taste, but damn the man can sing.
This is going to be strange, isn't it?
Just as an aside, I hope this story doesn't end when Silver Glow gets back to Equestria. At least, not right away.
There's so many things to wrap up, like Celestia arranging for a Taco Bell franchise. <Poot dispenser here!)
Is Silver visiting Taco Bell again?
She should loudly order him to sit, which would confuse the hell out of him.
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And that dog is going to miss trying to herd Silver into the barn.
Catapults are for sissies.
*Trebuchet masterrace*
Silver likes math and poetry.
They need to give her https://www.amazon.com/Ada-Enchantress-Numbers-Selection-Description/dp/0912647094/ as a going away present.
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Best cover of that song.
The best evidence is that the Universe is 13.82 billion years old.
"Silly horse, why you no get in stable?"
So is Silver Glow now Moby Dick to the dog's Captain Ahab? No matter how hard he tries, she just keeps getting away.
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Irrational numbers actually remain irrational in all bases, not just rational ones. Of course, base π lets you write π in relatively concise form (as "10"), but I'd think the utility of this would be somewhat limited. Interestingly, you can write closed-form expressions for all rational numbers in any base.
Silver seems very playful at the moment, I don't know if that's the time of year or because her time on earth is coming to an end.
Silvers all, Will gladly sin today if I repent Tuesday?
How many people will have go used to looking up to avoid pegasus precipitation, that there will be a hole in teh sky.
Ive still yet to see a proper graph of measured red shift compared to Hubble constant, as if the universe was getting faster later, then local values would be higher than distant values. If distant values are higher than local, then thats inflation, the universe expanded a lot faster early than current.
Silver might be taking the exams, but will she get the results before she leaves, to have one last party with freinds, or will it just be a Letter To Ponyville?
Silly Cedric, of course SG-1 is best one.
Given age of Henry and dog, will they ever see Silver again, given how long it could take for her to get another exchange or even special or tourist visa etc? They were the best of the carrots, they were the last of the carrots.
Exited at one last beatdown? Signs of greif there as wel as exitement. So long, farewell, auf weidersehn, goodbye.
At least Aric got a real pair of lucky fortune cookies, but Meghans holding all the cards.
A pegasus walks into a gas station to refuel. With carrots.
Starting to get that bitter-sweet feel of the SG's impending departure. *sigh*
At least Cedric now has 'the Leon'.
I just realized something: It's been nearly a year, yet we haven't heard a peep from Silver's sister about any calamities striking Ponyville or elsewhere. No escaped Tartarus inmates, no Everfree monster excursions, no super-wizards trying to usurp the throne, no wacky shenanigans... Doesn't that seem odd to anyone?
Granted, we haven't actually heard anything from her sister in a while, so there's that.
She really likes her... mane.
and while I wasn't going far enough for tit to really matter,
Lol tits
Bittersweet knowing Silver is leaving.
then
needs a period.
Another inspiration for artists.
I can't remember if she's seen LOTR yet, make is so Biscuit.
I know a bunch of people have pointed it out already but here it is again
Missing a period
7882150 Kinda nice, although the music is a bit odd sounding for a gregorian singing.
I heard it sang by a small chorus once, it wasn't as awesome as that cover you found, but being there really gave it a cool vibe.
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It's true; she does. Also, correction made.
Oops . . . I always get that wrong. Correction made!
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7881987
I'm generally not a fan of covers, but in this case . . .
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Well, all it's got to do is fling an egg more or less down. What the catapult doesn't manage, gravity will do.
It's going to end pretty quick after she gets back to Equestria. There almost certainly will be other stories in the Silver Glow-verse (man, I'm so bad at coming up with 'verse names), but the journal is only supposed to be about her time on Earth.
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That would. Poor dog probably has a therapy session after each meeting with Silver Glow.
AJ's got better hoof-TK than Silver Glow does (besides, imagine using one chopstick in each hand. That would be really awkward)
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The poor dog. The dumb blue bird-horse wouldn't obey him, and just when he thought she was about to go in the barn, she flew away.
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I was so happy in LotR that they had both swinging counterweight trebuchets on fixed mounts, and the fixed counterweight trebuchets had wheels.
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Ooh, she'd love that.
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One of the disadvantages of using a slightly outdated lecture series for research.
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"All the other horses know to go in the barn when I crowd at their heels . . . why don't you?"
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Yes, pretty much. So all we need is a dog Herman Melville and we'll have one heck of a story.
"Call me Fido. Some years ago--never mind how long precisely--having little or no food in my dish..."
There would be no utility at all, since every other number would turn into some horrible fraction. Except for tau, of course.
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It's because he time on earth is coming to an end. She's off estrus for the season.
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That's something that's never covered in the show. I know that when airplanes dump fuel, it dissipates in the air, so perhaps the same holds true of pegasi, assuming that they're at enough altitude and jettisoning only liquid. Presumably they're taught when they're foals not to just go anywhere.
There were graphs in the lecture series that I was watching, although I don't recall the professor putting a lot of exact values on them.
She's still a month from leaving, so she'll likely get her grades before she goes back.
Of course!
Odds are they will not.
Leaving is the hardest part.
Well, of course she is.
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What better place?
Things are coming to an end too quickly.
That's quite true. Although Leon's not quite the same as the SG.
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Nah, those are just Tuesdays and not really worth mention in a letter.
Silver's gotten bad about writing her family. She's picking up bad habits from Earth.
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And for better or worse, she gets two sets of goodbyes--one when school ends and one when she goes back to Equestria.
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As you wish.
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Typos corrected; thank you very much!
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That's the thing about music--sometimes the whole atmosphere makes it so much better.
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It could be 10s of millions of years younger or older, but we finally narrowed it down to less than an 100 million years of the true value. As you recall from the original Cosmos with Professor Carl Sagan, he stated that the Universe is about 15 billion years old. That is because back then, in 1980, we narrowed down the age of the universe to about 15 billion years ± 2 billion years. In less than 40 years, we improved the accuracy of our estimate by over a magnitude. We apes make progress. I wonder ¿what the best estimate of the ponies is? and ¿what are their error-bars?
"No, thanks, fluffy me is even cuter."
Elsewhere in the Pentagon: "Sir, we're getting readings of weapons-grade Adorable in Michigan!"
"God have mercy on us all..."
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We already have a horse named Henry, one who's already seen the story unfold, so...
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Fluffy ponies are adorable.
Also, trimming fluffy ponies just looks weird.
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(poor AJ)
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Technically competent, to be sure, but it's delivered with all the subtlety of, well, an egg from a catapult. And that kills it. The original was genuinely, poignantly emotional, and by contrast this version comes across as blatantly manipulative. "Look at how dramatic and soulful my voice is! Be SAD!" Which is a shame, because before they brought out the sledgehammer it was really good.
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I dunno, I don't see it that way. I do much prefer the original version, but I think that David Draiman sang it quite well.
'dry me'
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Correction made; thank you!
The pony continues to HHNNNG
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It's one of Silver Glow's talents.
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1. In the full pic, it's possible she's just pressing them agsint the edge of the fireplace to hold them in place. 2. I do headcanon that Earth Ponies have better hoof TK then other races.
Well, Meghan is not wrong, that is sexy and does involve a hair dryer. Could also try to use it to induce SUPER-FLOOFY mode on Silver.
Gotta specify with Pony "Is it just you that's naked, or everyone else?"
D'awwww, random old couple gets a fly-by from the blue birdy-pone of happiness!
Yaaay! Fresh pony noms!
That poor little puppy.. this shall haunt him for the rest of his life, forever scarring him and shattering his poor puppy confidence in making the horses go where they should. On the plus side, Silver should just be glad it's not a Tibetan Mastiff, that thing would be large and strong enough to just pick her up and carry her into the barn.
She is just so cute with the horsies, treating them like big silly foals. Able to read them well enough to understand what they are trying for and wha they want, and just going along with 'well they don't know any better' for trying to take them nummies from her.
D'awwww, always try to get one more chance to see pony riding a horsey
Very good pony, make sure all the big pony things get nummy carrot treats.
Yeah, getting to the sad arts of 'the last time she'll....' just, her and the horses were so sweet and cute together.
Of course riding human will miss having a pony riding student. Silver should so leave notes for the next pony telling them about how fun and usefull for learning this is and to go see the nice human... and try to ignore the odd doggy.
Yes... I am sure that 'studying' is what everyone will be doing all day... yes of course...
And more 'going to miss you'....... Even if they get a new pony, not likely to be such a poetic pegasus.
Which brings up.... whoever the new pony is next year is going to have quite the legacy to live up to after Silver Glow.
D'awwww, thanking the teachers.. so sweet.
Thieving squirrel no get pony space books!
Of course she doesn't mind, humans are there to serve ponies happily, they will gladly wait for the honor.
Okay Meghan..... pony suggesting Chinese food is only a 'great idea' if 1. You know you are not going to be sharing a room with her soon after the food is done. or 2. You've never been around a Chinese food loaded pony before.
Well... Peggy... egg firing catapult is interesting, but it could be more so. Like say... set it on fire. Also, obligatory XKCD reference.
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Glitter would be even worse then paint. at least the paint will stay in place after a few minutes, and you will know if you've gotten it all. Glitter..... you will never clean it all and it will follow you home.
Pony chopstick mane.... CUUUUUTTTEEE!!!!!
Silver, there are two ways that humans have, through the ages, found to be the most natural and effective means of stress relief. Fighting and fucking. Or if things are REALLY going good, both.
Pega Treasures! Cherish those feathers!
Also, LOTR reference FTW! Though Silver is far too simple and cute and bright and happy and uncomplicated to be Galadriel, or any elf. She's totally a Hobbit.
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Possible, yeah, but. . .
I think so, too. I think that most of their magic passes through their hooves, in fact.
It is, and does. Also, SUPER-FLOOFY mode on Silver Glow is sure to cause instant Diabeetus, and is probably a war crime. There’s no defense against that.
Well, yeah. Pony is almost always naked, just as pony-God intended.
And you can bet that that made their day, too.
At a fuel station, no less. Would have been interesting if Silver Glow had called in her landing (like she was probably supposed to), saying that she needed to get fuel.
Yeah, his world view is completely turned on its head, and none of the other herding dogs believe him when he tells them about the horse that wouldn’t obey and then just flew away.
Probably not the only dog that could do that, either; St. Bernards and Newfies are both bigger than she is, and don’t generally put up with shenanigans.
Ponies are automatic horse whisperers--they understand the equine point of view, and with some exposure are willing to treat them like really big foals.
Who wouldn’t want to? That’s the best thing ever!
They all deserve them, for being good horses. Not always exactly the most compliant, but who can blame them?
That’s always the hard part about the year ending. And I think that sometimes it’s better when you know beforehand that it’s the last time that you’re going to do something, rather than to have it be more of a surprise.
Like, one thing I came across on the interwebs that’s kind of mind-bending to figure out is that there was a last time that your parents picked you up.
Yeah, Deanne will miss pony horseback rider (and course-runner). And yeah, Silver should tell the next pony about Lou-Don farms and the benefits of meeting the horses there and riding them, and running the course for fun, and also messing with the poor dog’s head.
Any responsible student would . . . so of course that’s not what most of them will be doing.
There’s almost no chance of it being a pegasus of course, but I think that all ponies are poetic in their hearts, which is something. I’m sure that Trevor, Cedric, and Leon can easily lure in a new pony with poetry.
She surely will, and hopefully she’s mare enough to manage it.
IMHO, that’s something that’s not done often enough. There are a few of them that have been really influential in what I became, and who are easily responsible for me writing what I do. Mr. Forsyth, Conrad Hilberry, Mr. Wallace . . . those three especially shaped me in ways I probably still don’t fully understand.
If he did, pretty soon the squirrels would have a squirrel space program, and that would not end well. “We’ll hide our nuts on the MOON.”
Silver Glow isn’t conceited enough to take full advantage of this, but you can bet Cayenne is.
Honestly, Meghan is the most likely to forgive when the inevitable happens.
As I’m sure you can guess, I had the same assignment in college. My egg basket played Ride of the Valkyries as it descended.
I wish I’d thought of a catapult.
More than once, I’ve considered writing a parody diet book involving either eating cardboard (a source of fiber!) or amputation as a weight-loss method.
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It’s true, it’s all true.
Pony feathers are a great gift, although also a kind of strange one. Still, given the LoTR reference, something that geeks could really get behind, and you know that they will be treasured forever.
I dunno about a hobbit. I mean, that’s a good call; she’s certainly not complicated enough to be Galadriel (that’s even a stretch for Princess Celestia, but the case could be made).
Having said all that, if I had to identify her with one major LoTR character, it’s an easy choice.
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The first of the goodbyes... it reminds me of the end of Return of the King, as we say goodbye to Minas Tirith and Rohan, and then to Legolas and Gimli until Legolas says goodbye to the world, and then Frodo says goodbye to the Shire and goes into the West as well as the remnants of the Third Age fade away.
They're good books and good movies, but I can't re-read/watch them unless I want to be melancholy for a day or so afterwards.
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I wonder if it’s better to have it all stretched out over time, or have them all at once in one fell swoop?
I’m not sure there’s a right answer to that, to be honest.
SOAD FOR THE WIN
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My personal favorites are ‘Lost in Hollywood’ and ‘soldier side.’ (The second kind of reminds me of Peter Ulrich’s ‘Taqaharu’s Leaving’)
Also, I mostly don’t pay attention to band members, and since I’d been listening to System of a Down, YouTube recommended ‘Empty Walls’ by Serj Tankian . . . and as I was listening, I was thinking, ‘man, this guy sounds just like SOAD’s lead singer.’
Quite a good cover, might I add. Whether or not it's better than the original can be debated, but it's honestly excellent.
Speaking of metal bands doing covers that shouldn't work, Seether did a metal cover of Careless Whisper, and it has no right to go as hard as it does.
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That's a tough call. Always is with covers, and I rarely rate a cover higher than the original, but. . .
In my own, personal opinion, it's better. And I say that loving Simon and Garfunkel, and loving their original version. There's just something about David Draiman's voice and his passionate delivery that gives it that extra punch.
So I didn't know the name of that song until just now (I knew it, just not what it was called)
That was a pretty good cover, although I'll admit I'm more partial to saxophone than electric guitar.