All good things must come to an end, and so it is with Council Bluffs. The Big Boy must move on, and so too must Sweetsong; the rails are calling out their song. A train isn’t meant to stay in one place, and neither is Sweetsong.
Oh boy, today was a day. Rather than give you a long, ranty blogpost about the two delightful comebacks I got to work on (one which had a failure which had nothing to do with what I'd fixed on the car previously and the other which had a recurrence of an issue that the customer had chosen not to repair the last time we saw it) or discuss the Ford Ranger that I'm diagnosing for a no-start (in the case of this Ranger, no-start is in everyone's best interest, because then the owner can't drive it
Happy Labor Day, y'all! Here in the US we celebrate by letting some workers have the day off while other still have to work. Also one of my neighbors celebrated by launching a few leftover fireworks, but that's not exactly tradition.
So we've finally reached the end of the app stories (at least on my end). Express your sorrow or happiness as appropriate.
Figure I ought to at least say something about the stories and the ponies.
Y’all remember when I mentioned that when I was stressed out you got cute stories about cute ponies doing cute pony things?
Well.
Well, we've reached the end of the week, and so here's the promised ginormous blog post that covers ALL THE THINGS.
Episode screencap
It's probably going to be super-long, 'cause six stories. Also I can't tag them all, so I guess I'll just have to tag one.
Iowa, not necessarily a destination for a mare on the move, although if she’d ridden the Dakota, Minnesota and Eastern, she could have stopped off in Britt, Iowa . . . home of the National Hobo Convention.
With a pairing of these two for my Jinglemas story this year, it took quite the restraint to avoid making the obvious pun in the story*: a pun so obvious, the show put it in a Season 1 episode written before Berry Punch had even been designed as a background pony. Light spoilers below for the story, of course; read at your own discretion.
Today's St. Patrick's Day (or yesterday was, depending on where you are).
Celebrate responsibly.
Before I begin, I must thank AlwaysDressesInStyle for not only pre-reading, but also giving me the opportunity to write a story in his 16-verse (Car Wash-verse? Mustangs with Mustangs-verse?)
WARNING: POTENTIAL HUGE SPOILERS. DON'T READ THE TEXT IF YOU DON'T WANNA BE SPOILED. THIS IS JUST FOR MY OWN CONVENIENCE TO REFERENCE LATER
Special thanks to MSPiper for pre-reading! On short order, ‘cause that’s how I roll!
Once again, we return to our ponies and their tasty Taco Bell espionage!
First, let me thank my pre-reader, MSPiper, who’s persevering despite technical issues and scheduling issues.
A mare can’t stay in one place for too long . . . Chicago has plenty of opportunities, but the open rails are calling.
Pre-read by AlwaysDressesInStyle
Heading west out of Seattle is kinda complicated . . . just like getting from Michigan to Chicago, there’s a lake in the way and you have to go south first. Plus, a lot of trains is a lot of opportunities, but not necessarily a lot of speed.
haha we don't talk about my old stories ok. ok ahahah those are old don't read them please i'm begging
i'm keeping them on this site for, ah. archival reasons. allow me to spare you from witnessing approximately 10k words of run-on sentences and improper usages of "your" that I, somehow, in 2014, once believed had any value as a form of literature. sincerest apologies to the few dozen whom that very misfortune fell upon
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