June 27
I woke up a little bit before Meghan's alarm but not too much. I'd just woken up enough to snuggle against her and close my eyes again when her alarm started sounding and I had to move to let her roll over and turn it off.
She mumbled that she didn't want to go to work and held her portable telephone against her chest, where she could turn it off the next time that her alarm sounded.
I wouldn't have minded if she didn't; we could have found something to do together, I'm sure. She got up the second time her alarm sounded, though, and I got up with her and offered to brush her hair when she got out of the shower.
So she went off to the bathroom and I stayed in her bedroom and after a little bit I was wishing that I had thought to pee before she went in the shower and I probably could have gone in but I thought she might mind so I just waited until she had gotten out of the bathroom.
Then she asked what we did if we were working a storm or something and had to pee and I said that as long as we weren't over a town we just did.
Then I brushed her hair for her and when I was done she went to her closet and showed me some clothes and asked me what I thought she should wear today and I'm kinda not a real good judge of that but I thought the colors of the white blouse and light blue dress looked really nice together and she said that they were pretty new.
We ate breakfast together—she had little shredded wheat cubes but hers had frosting on one side and it made them really sweet—then when she was done we talked a little bit until her friend who had a car came by to take her to work.
I went back to my apartment and got my flight gear, and when I asked for permission, Dori said that I could fly north 'cause it was clear out there, so I went along Douglas Street and past the dirt mines and the park with the island where we'd gone on Saturday and all the way over Plainwell and then because it was a really nice day out, I went even further north until I was at an even smaller town which I found on the map later and it was called Martin.
Off to the west, just across the 131 Highway, there was a long paved strip with taxiways around it that I thought was an airport but when I flew over that way to investigate I saw that instead of having a tower and airplane hangars it had benches on either side and I didn't think that landing and taking off was a spectator sport so I went down until I could see the sign and it said it was the US 131 Motorsports Park.
I wasn't sure what that meant. I flew around it and there wasn't anyone there and I couldn't figure out what it was for, although the nice dark strip of road made a pretty good thermal that I rode partway back up to my flight altitude.
I'd flown a bit further than I meant to, and when I turned around and saw how far away Kalamazoo had gotten, I decided not to do any tricks but just use thermals and gliding. I wished I'd thought to put a can of anchovies in my vest pocket; they'd have been a good snack.
I could have followed the 131 Highway back, but it wasn't as direct as Douglas Street, so I angled across it and went back the same way I'd come, only changing my path once the top of the Stetson Bell Tower was visible, and I angled just a little bit west of it so that I'd arrive more or less right over my apartment.
The only drawback to the tree in front of my apartment was that I had to go below its crown and then back up to the balcony, but it did give me a chance to check my mailbox which I hadn't done on Saturday or Sunday because I'd been with Meghan, and I had a couple of new letters. One of them was from Aquamarine and I wanted to open it right away, but I didn't want to drip sweat on it, so I took off my flight gear and ate a can of anchovies and took a shower and then I opened her letter.
She said that Jenny had told her about a special festival in Bay City which had lots of what humans called tall ships, because of their masts, and there was even going to be a Viking ship there and the way she described it it sounded like it would be a lot of fun, and she said that if I could go I was welcome to come along.
Well, I thought it would be a lot of fun. Those sounded a lot like the kind of ships I was used to, but they were probably bigger 'cause they were for humans. Maybe even as big as the ships that Aric and I had seen on our trip.
She also was kind of jealous of my trip with Aric, and said that she hadn't seen as much of Earth as she'd hoped to yet, and her professor had tried to get her to go with him on a trip to Costa Rica, which is a country between North America and South America, but that her assistants had said that she couldn't go because there were potential problems with vaccines.
I hoped that wouldn't be an issue before we went to see Gusty in Stratford.
So I wrote her a letter back saying that I would love to come to see the tall ships, and I asked if I could bring a friend, too, if Meghan didn't have plans for the weekend.
I was kind of sad that I hadn't gotten a letter back from anypony else yet but maybe since they were further away it would take longer for a letter to arrive.
I must have missed my mail delivery, 'cause when I went down to put the letter to Aquamarine in the mailbox there was a postcard in there that told me how Comcast had a special deal on premium TV channels but I didn't even have a television to watch premium channels on.
Their postcard didn't have a mailing address but it did have a telephone number and so I called them to tell them that I didn't have a TV and the man who I talked to was very confused by that, then he wanted to know why I had called if I didn't, and I said it was so that he wouldn't have to send me any more postcards. Then he just hung up without thanking me and I was going to call back but I think he would have hung up on me again.
I went out on my balcony and started to read Ezra. At first, the birds got scared off but then the bold ones started to come back, and they'd stay as long as I didn't move too much or turn a page. It was nice to listen to them eating and chirping happily while I was reading.
Pastor Liz was right; I liked the first part where the Israelites came back and got to rebuild their temple and altar because God told the Persian king to have them return to their homes. But then their enemies got a new Persian king to make them stop, and they had to until there was another Persian king who saw that the first one had said that they could and so he let them keep working until they had finished it and celebrated Passover there.
That was the problem with changing kings so often, I thought. Princess Celestia would never tell somepony to build something and then change her mind and tell them to stop and then change her mind again and tell them to start again.
This had all happened a long time ago, though, and so maybe now it was better and people didn't do that any more. Maybe they kept better track of the things that they were doing so if they had a new king they could keep on working on their important projects. Otherwise it seems like a lot of people would be putting a lot of effort into things only to find a few years later that the new king wanted to do something else.
Then partway through it changed so that it was the words of Ezra himself saying how he came back to Jerusalem. He had to send messengers to find Levites, because he had forgotten to bring them with him, and then after he'd found some and got back to Jerusalem, he found out that the people there before him had married the wrong people which was against God's rules, and he was so ashamed he couldn't even look at God when he told Him.
And it was kind of strange how they all agreed that they'd been bad but they didn't do anything about it right away because it was raining, but eventually they sent away their wives and children so that God wouldn't be mad at them.
It didn't say where they had gone, and the next book which was called Nehemiah didn't, either. At least not in the first chapter and I thought about reading all of it but my stomach was getting a bit growly and so I decided I would have dinner first and then maybe read Nehemiah.
Of course, as soon as I looked at the food I had I started to have a craving for the alfalfa I didn't have, but that would make it taste that much better when it finally arrived.
So I filled my bowl with vegetables and had that for dinner, and I also had some unflavored oats out of a cardboard can and when I was done I turned on my computer to see if Aric had sent me any computer letters or Facebook telegrams over the weekend.
He had sent a pretty long computer letter about how his internship had started late so he was already behind. He told me that the first play that they were putting on was only in a month and it was called Fiddler on the Roof and it was for children, and he was in charge of the lights and so he'd had to spend the whole week learning what the theatre had for lighting instruments and what their control board could do and I thought about how even at Kalamazoo College, the two theatres I'd been in had completely different controls and catwalks and stages and I guess you would have to do different things for different shapes of theatre.
He'd never really gone into that much detail about how he decided what lights needed to go where, but it was probably kind of like clouds, in that what worked in one place might not work in another and you had to know before you wasted a lot of effort putting the wrong clouds somewhere.
I don't know why it came to mind, but after I'd written him a letter back saying what I'd been doing I remembered how the weather lady had invited me to come to the television studio and I never had, and so I thought I should send her a computer letter to let her know that I was still interested and to apologize for not having done it sooner, and I had to dig through my notebooks until I found her computer mail address.
Then I turned off the computer and went back outside and I thought about how nice it would be to sleep outside on the balcony so I got my pillow off the futon and put it out on the balcony, and it was pretty nice although the wood floor was kind of uncomfortable, and I kept on waking up so I finally went back inside and curled up in the papasan chair and fell asleep there.
Someone needs to explain advertisements to poor Silver Glow. =P
Okay so
I'm not saying that SG should go to the stable and lead a revolution
But 10/10 that would be the greatest twist of all time. "Horses of the world unite! The only thing you have to lose is your reins!"
Anyhow I figure advertisement is probs not as big a thing in the relative backwater Silver grew up in, especially not to the pegasi there from her description
Who by the way seem very disconnected. Not entirely obviously, but the pegasi as she describes them seem sorta loosely connected to the town, there on a whim. I wonder if that's where she is or is the concept of the Civic so different for them as to appear to be non-existent to us?
7523524 No they don't. I very much approve of her reactions... plus if everyone did what she does then they wouldn't be so eager to advertise like that.
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Not all of California is a big city we have many forests, mountains, desserts and the ocean. There is plenty of wild life and wide open spaces it just depends on where you are.
I lean over the cloud. "It isn't."
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I got the impression that her perspective is unknowingly influenced by her living rurally. Like, there's a lot of stuff that she seems to think of as "just human things", which she'd already be familiar with if she lived in a city in Equestria. Her view of pegasi as independent and somewhat nomadic is likely part of that, as is her view of unicorns. The pegasi from Cloudsdale are probably more urban and cosmopolitan.
That happened to me. Except that after a month of waiting I called them and found out that corporate had put a hiring freeze on interns. I'm out $8000, incurred two months expenses. And lost out on a lot of experience.
7523562 Once you go inland a bit, pretty much all of California is pretty agricultural and rural. My parents own a 5 acre plot, which is fairly small for the area (it's just a residence, no farming or ranching) and the nearby town is pretty much agriculturally based. Even the coast can be pretty rural if you know where to look. Avoid L.A. San Diego, and the Bay Area (area surrounding San Francisco) and it's fairly rural.
I get the sentiment. I grew up in a rural area and now I go to college on the outskirts of a city. After three years, i'm still getting used to it. There are places that I'd never want to live though, such as San Francisco.
California is pretty expensive though (San Francisco in particular is ridiculous), although some companies offer higher wages to compensate.
Hopefully she never learns how our political system works
7523524 Actually, she needs to be taught what Junk Mail is. And also Junk 'Computer Letters'.
I do hope somehuman and somepony are working together somewhere to make books about all the stuff Ponies need to know if they want to live on Earth, and all the stuff Humans need to know if they want to live in Equestria.
Hmm, maybe Silver Glow's Journal will help with that endeavor.
7523524 It gets even more nonsensical. A couple of times a month I get a letter from a certain car insurance company telling me they can reduce my rates if I join them.
I already have car insurance from them.
Yes, for children. With the drinking and the religious suppression and the Fruma Sarah and the arranged marriages.
A family show.
I'm pretty sure that rumble in the distance was everyone at NASA, etc., agreeing that nope, it's still exactly like that.
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What do you think that journal is for?
Hopefully Silver is taught about junk mail.
Only about 13 miles, work those wings.
Well, you do live on an extraordinarily verdant street.
I'm thinking it's the one in the middle.
I hate that empty growly feeling.
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Surviving Equestria, tip #479: If you go outside of a town after a big storm, remember to keep an eye on the ground for "pegasus eggs."
-A Dummy's Guide to being a Human in Equestria, vol. 1
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Oh, I dunno. I'm sure that the companies are happy to get their sassies back with a polite refusal letter from a pony.
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A revolution is more Aquamarine's thing. Although Silver Glow would probably participate if asked.
Not at all. The thing about small towns is that you generally don't have to advertise that much, because everyone knows who you are. And most of the advertising at market is centered around who can yell the loudest.
In a way, they are. If some disaster should befall the town, it wouldn't be much for the pegasi to push their cloudhomes somewhere else.
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I heard about a guy who used to respond to unwanted junk mail by filling boxes with rocks, labeling them 'core samples,' and taping the SASE to the top of the box.
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The only place I've ever been is San Diego, and it was too crowded for a country boy like me.
I wouldn't object to visiting some of the wilder places, though.
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Yes, that's very true. For one, they aren't as integrated as Ponyville, and the two cities have a mutually beneficial arrangement but the ponies don't really think of them as part of the same, whereas I would bet that ponies who live in cloudhomes above Ponyville--like RD, for instance--probably think of themselves as Ponyvillians.
I think that one thing that Equestria still lacks is fast communications to all corners of their nation, so there are still lots of fairly isolated pockets of civilization throughout the country. And I think we've seen that in canon; there are lots of things that even a smart pony like Twilight doesn't know about.
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Oh man, that's really shitty.
There's some nice things about smaller cities--certainly the night life is better. The town I live in basically closes for the evening at 8pm. But I'd still rather live out in the country, I think.
My brother just bought a house and I don't know how much he spent on it but I bet that I could buy an entire farm and have change left over for what it must have cost.
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She hasn't been paying that much attention to it, fortunately for her.
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At least gmail's got pretty good spam filters to keep the worst of the worst out of her inbox.
They are, but that's the kind of thing that's still very much a work in progress. And yes, things like Silver Glow's journal are very helpful to a project like that . . . while the ponies learned a lot about big things, it's little things like figuring out how to use a gas stove that probably wouldn't be covered in most guidebooks.
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If all the car insurance companies' claims are true, then by switching carriers a dozen times or so, and ending with Allstate, you'd pay nothing and get a check in the mail as long as you were a safe driver.
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One of the summer shows that the theatre where Aric is interning is putting on is a kid's version of Fiddler on the Roof. I am not making that up.
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Yup, it's exactly like that.
They re-striped the road north of the town where I live, and then the next week they repaved it. Meanwhile, they still haven't gotten around to milling the rumble strips in the road in front of my house, and as far as I know that's the only section they've missed.
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A journal like this is an invaluable anthropological guide and tour guide.
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One of these days, someone will notice that she's writing letters back.
One of these days.
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Closer to 18, 'cause she followed Douglas Ave.
Yeah, it's the red one.
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That's my days at work lately. My nine hour shift has grown to ten or eleven or maybe twelve.
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Earth and Equestria have been in contact long enough for ponies to grow up and join college-level exchange programs, but not long enough for a decent visitor's guide to have been written?
Are you running Equestrians on horse years, or something?
Aric: "Happy Birthday!"
Silver: "Yay! I'm five!"
Aric:
Please, let Silver Glow NEVER receive an email from a foreign prince asking to have a large sum of money deposited into a local bank...
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Welp. Congratz, Aric. Looks like you broke not just one, but two laws in the same shot.
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Around here it's not uncommon to see them build a new road (or re-pave an old one) and then you see workmen a week later digging it up to lay pipes, etc.
What's worse, afterwards they just fill in the trench with dirt and call that done. (Not our job to pave the road, we just done do them pipes.)
That's largely because our government employs all kinds of-- the cheapest, and predominantly black-owned-- private sector companies to do all their work for them, and there's rarely any proper communication between them. -_-
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Well, it's an okay visitor's guide, but it's not quite the same as living with humans. That's a whole different ball of wax.
I so need to do that in a story. More than just as the punchline to a joke, anyway.
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Her e-mails tend to be screened (mostly), to avoid that from happening. I could see it somehow backfiring, though. Maybe some pony helpfully goes to 'save' the foreign prince, or gets Celestia to grant him asylum, or something like that. I'm sure that a tech-savvy unicorn could use magic to find someone on the internet.
"Twilight 'Rescues' a Nigerian Prince."
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Yeah, out here it seems to mostly be a lack of communications. Or else it's contractors trying to get paid twice for the same job; I'm not sure how the road commission assigns work. Some of it is done by the county and some of it is done with contractors.
Pony logic is again sound, if the deer can eat it just fine, surely it's fine for pony to snack on.
Just freaking LOVE how utterly dedicated to following the rules, while being so literal about them she is. "Don't walk off the trail"= "No one said I couldn't fly off it."
And then pony makes a fun discovery of hot air balloons, that's going to be a fun bit later on, and she's just, so cute when she's excited about things like this. Plus the people on that trip really got their money's worth, free pegasus spotting trip!
Famous Gusty pony is Famous, at least in theater circles. And again, I love how well the story made clear, while yeah her being a pony is definitely a large factor in it making the news so much, another major part is she really is just that damn, freaking, GOOD!
And back to simple, direct pony thought. "These are my new friends, I should get my new friends to meet my old friends because then they will be friends too."
Also, might get into this more at the end of it, but I LOVE this scene between her and the agents, where it really lays out, even more then before and in ways that Silver finally figures out, they really do care about her and are trying to help. They they are going to worry and that she can help them out so much by just being a bit more direct and open with them. And remembering to check her messages a bit more often. And all of it finally really dawning on Silver. It's so great, and feels so natural. They don't want to impose at all, and are just here to help, they aren't demanding anything, just, letting her know that they care, and would appreciate a bit more communication. While still showing that despite all that, Silver does have a point that they are a TAD overprotective about things and treating her like a little filly a bit too much in some ways. But she's finally getting the deeper concerns behind it. Plus, she can be glad things have loosened up a bit more and she's not bracketed by suits 24/7. Still, the fact they went that far.. yes, must protect the ponies!
Also Silver, no one is ever going to take that bet, at least no one who has ever met Cayenne. She is going to go down in infamy with the agents ins't she? Still, it could be worse....... they could be the agents assigned to protect a visiting Pinkie Pie.
And again, her bit about promising to be a better pony, she just, tries so hard to be kind, and helpful, and do everything she can to not be a burden on others, it's so sweet and nice, and just.... so Pony.
Did have some thoughts on the whole, entire chat rooms of pony haters, and yeah it's going to happen, but working up to that, I realized something far, far more fun to do. Established reliable, consistent internet access between Equestria and Earth... so Tia can have fun trolling the buck out of those assholes.
Silver also finds the joys of just taking time to wander around a store, you never know what random things you'll find you'll realize you should have and never thought of.
And then, after the talk about anti-pony idiots, Silver gets reminded that... some people are just fucking douchebags. But yay smart pony going for help! Watching Salvatore take the idiot down, and the dawning moment of realization over just how fucked he ended up getting was so damn good! Also, he should be very glad Silver prefers 'flight' to 'fight'. Try that with the wrong pony and... well.. if you are lucky you'll get out of it only singing a few octaves higher.
And of course that cheers him up, nothing like scaring the crap out of a moron. I really like Mr. Salvatore.
And then Silver goes right back to being adorable, she's earned that pillow!
And yeah, keeping the door locked is no issue at all given I don't thinkshe's gone through that door since she moved in. #pegaperks
Hmmm, even grilling some veggies, cool move! Yay happy pony food!
Also, we see that Pony really does understand the true best ways to make new friends. Bring free booze.
And back to TOO MUCH CUTE! With Meghan being all belly scritchy and more, human treats pony like pet, and pony no care because it feels so good.Plus, Silver, that is not selfish at all, Meghan loves playing with pony tails and mane!
Also, in the tub, Meghan DID technically get Silver Glow between her legs........ Plus we see her more and more succumbing to the allure of Nakey Time with Pony.
One of the up/down sides of being able to eat raw greens, never having to learn to cook at all.
And I don't know why Meghan was scared of sitting near an open window naked, she had pony to block everything.
Silver saying she'd pay for the meals IS great, but at the same time, given her lack of strict budget and it all being given to her just for being a pony on Earth, not QUITE the same impact as it should have.
D'AWWWWWWWWW The birds told their bird friends about the free food!
Sleepy time snuggles and the promise of waffles in the morning, Pony is very easy to please. They shall make great Overlords.
Horse drool may not be romantic, but even that manages to be cute.
Silver really is obsessed with waffles, and she hasn't even started trying out different types. Really, best gift for her would be a toaster, and a massive Costco size box of multflavor Eggo's.
Then we see the REAL reason for naked cooking, getting pony to lick ff the splatter.. the very, very, very strategically dropped batter.
Also, yes, Silver is like, only person I have ever heard of to only have one of everything. If anyone else wants to be cheap and not buy flatware, they just get boxes of plastic/paper stuff.
Eating with pony in lap is dangerous, but fun.
Drinking the shower water.... ewwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!
True pony wisdom, stop wearing clothes, it saves you on laundry time.
PPPFFFFFTTTTTT Yes, yes, pony must have Rubber Ducky! Meghan is awesome.
"Alfalfa and Dandelion sandwich"..... only ponies.......
Pony makes great cook aid, they can eat all the random vegetable parts humans cut off.
Pony on Horse action, this can only end well. Maybe she will learn why riding only is something all must do.
And yeah, HP 6 is just... that ending..... right in the feels....
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Sassy....... I JUST got that......
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Grazing herbivores of the multiverse, unite!
Following rules is important, but if there are loopholes, it's okay to exploit them. Had there been a 'no grazing' sign, she would have obeyed.
Probably they won't miss a few plants the deer would've eaten anyways.
You know, whenever I think of flying in hot air balloons, I think of a slow, leisurely look down at the world below, spread out like a model, but of course you'd also get a top-on or sometimes a side-on view of many different birds. Some of them minding their own business, and some of them perhaps curious about humans floating around in their domain . . . spotting a pegasus who's also checking you out would be a birdwatcher's dream.
I don't know a lot about acting, but I do know that there are certainly roles available for the freaks (for lack of a better term). But for those people who are also great--a while back, somebody else was discussing with me how there are lots of midgets taking roles for . . . well, midgets, and then there's Peter Dinklage, who's a great actor. I think Gusty falls into that category--she can pretty easily get a role where they need a token pony character, but that's not what she's aiming for and not what her talent is (and of course in Equestria, pony actors are rather thick on the ground)--she's good. They might have cast her originally because they wanted to be daring by putting a pony in the role of Puck, but even they couldn't have expected that she'd take it to the next level.
It's actually sad that it doesn't always work like that on Earth.
I think in a way it's like they're a pair of good parents. They want her to succeed and fly on her own, yet at the same time they're gonna be there for whatever she needs. But of course it's a two-way street--they can't know everything that she's going to do, and they can't follow her wherever she goes, especially if they don't know in advance where that is.
And of course Mr. Salvatore is totally papa bear in the relationship. Do not mess with his pegasus or he will end you.
She's probably not the worst pony that they've ever had to deal with--she's a little minx, but she also knows exactly what game she's playing. There are probably ponies who are far more unprepared for life on earth or dealing with humans or whatever that wind up getting themselves in other kinds of trouble.
As for Pinkie Pie, yeah. The entire FBI could be assigned to her and they would still have nearly zero chance of keeping up with her. A pony like her is what the agents have nightmares about.
The problem with that is that Celestia probably can't banish them to the moon remotely (probably), which does diminish some of her power. Still, she might have some fun leading them on, and given that she's ruled Equestria for a thousand years or more, she's probably pretty good at dealing with any kind of asshole that exists. Like, there's the metaphor of her playing chess and the other people playing checkers; I don't think it would be even that balanced. She's playing chess and they're trying to sort alphabet blocks or something.
I can't help but wonder if somepony like Limestone Pie might be well-equipped to deal with humans. Or--God help us all--the entire Pie clan. They've got everything--god-level snark, weaponized adorableness, utter randomness with a little bit of insanity tossed in, and the entirely flat and unflappable Maud. Nobody could stand a chance against that four-pronged attack, and then Mom and Dad Pie could move in for the kill.
Plus human stores have things that ponies never dreamed of. Most of which she doesn't want, of course, but it's still fun to look.
Moments like those are ones that Mr. Salvatore cherishes very much. Especially since every single bit of it is perfectly legal.
Yeah, especially if you make the mistake of trying that with an Earth pony. Especially one that can take on a linebacker in arm wrestling and win.
He's the best kind of person in so many ways.
"I endured many trials and tribulations to get this pillow. Every time my head touches it it will feel like victory."
What's the use of fumbling around with the key when she can just fly up to the balcony and get in that way?
Grilled veggies can be delicious. I rarely get the opportunity, but when they're done right. . . .
Even in Equestria, it's a social lubricant.
A relationship that's pure win/win. Silver loves being groomed and being scritched, and Meghan loves doing it.
She did indeed--another victory for Meghan.
Once again, who wouldn't? Why does she need clothes around Silver?
Of the three tribes, pegasi are the absolute worst cooks. Unicorns often aren't particularly good, but pegasi are terrible at it. In a large part because cloudhouses rarely have stoves, and because they're more inclined to subsist off nature's bounty (or whatever Zucche's cooking at the pub).
Those cultural taboos are powerful. Although in time, they can be worn down.
Having said that, Silver's probably spending fairly low compared to some of the other ponies in the program. Gusty's presumably spending a fair bit on clothes, heaven only knows what Cayenne's spending her money on . . . if nothing else, when it came to kitting out Silver Glow's apartment, she certainly had lower needs that an average college student. Didn't even want a TV, or cable.
I don't know about all birds, but sparrows certainly tell their friends when there's food to be found. Crows do sometimes, too.
Hardly any demands, really. Brushing, scritches, and waffles.
Horse drool is romantic. Meghan doesn't know what she's talking about.
Eh, Eggos aren't nearly as good as proper Belgium waffles made fresh in a wafflemaker. They're all right, but fresh tops them every time.
That certainly is an advantage to it. Although there are some kinds of cooking that probably shouldn't be done naked, like frying bacon.
She just wasn't thinking of having Meghan over when she bought her kitchen supplies. She can only use one dish and one utensil at a time, so why have more than that?
And totally worth doing. Probably having a table would have been smarter, though.
Really, what's wrong with it? Especially here on Earth.
See, that's another thing where Silver's saving money. Okay, she's got to wash her sheets and her flight vest occasionally, but that's it. Gusty probably does a load or two a week.
Pegasi are at least 1 part duck. That's an actual fact.
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That's one I haven't actually tried, and unfortunately it's past dandelion season in my neck of the woods.
Herbivores'll do that, man. My gerbils didn't like carrots, but they loved carrot greens.
It's something that every pony must do.
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And now you'll never think of them as anything else.
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I'm kinda sad they didn't take her to Goodwill sooner.
Or to a flea market!
Aquamarine would probably love a flea market, or ponies in general "It's just like the town market!"
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Generally not the kind of place that people at Kalamazoo College visit except ironically. Which is a shame, because there’s lots of great stuff there and it’s generally quite cheap.
Ponies would love flea markets and farmer’s markets--that is how they’d be used to buying things (except maybe for stuck-up Canterlot unicorns). I think in general ponies would be more comfortable buying things from the people who made it or grew it, or to a lesser extent someone who bought it used but knows all about it (like at an antiques market, for example).
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Once a month I get a computer phone call that my insurance has expired but from the goodness in their hearts they will give me one last chance to renew. I don't own a car, never mind insurance. First couple of times, I tried to get ahold of a human to explain that they had THE WRONG -ING NUMBER, but it was no use. Now, I just wait & hit the button to get put on the "do not call" list. This works for the rest of the month, but next month they call again.
9318652
Back when the offer to extend my vehicle’s factory warranty was done by a real person rather than a bot, I often tried one of my vehicles to see what they’d do. They weren’t interested in insuring a S-10 with 400,000 miles on it, and they also weren’t interested in insuring a 30-year-old motorcycle. They would insure my Astro van, but for the yearly premium they wanted, I could have bought three more just like it.
9318652
They don’t have the wrong number though. They’re phishing.
9560290
I’m disappointed I don’t get more real people with the warranty calls. I’ve got a stack of car titles right next to my computer, and could quickly (and believably) recite off the vehicle information for my 1983 Chevette which is in desperate need of more warranty coverage.
9560290
They wouldn't intentionally call someone the scam has zero chance of working on, though.
9318652
¡Never ever respond in anyway to spam!
The spammers do not have a "Do not call."-List. Spammers have only 2 lists:
If you respond in any way, that just tells them that somepony is there. the spammer will send mountains of spam to the "Response"-List.
11032627
Pfft, as 11033287 said, autodiallers and robots are cheap (and so are some overseas labor), so they’ll hit whatever they can. Unfortunately, one of my jobs has lots of people with lots of phone numbers who might call me, so I usually have to answer my phone, but then if it sounds like a scammer I try and have fun (if it’s a real person). Not that long ago I got one asking about my medicaid (which implies if they’re not random-calling, they got my phone number from Facebook, which intentionally has a very wrong birthdate in personal info) and I said “I’m sorry, I don’t own any cars.”
The best one, from years ago, was when I got called with an offer for discount phone service. I said, “Sorry, I don’t have a telephone,” and the lady apologized and hung up. I assume the realization hit a moment later.
Once, when I had more free time, I’d try and keep telemarketers on the phone for as long as possible. Personal record is 45 minutes.
11037219
If everypony would respond to human spammers, thus, it would end human spam by driving up the labor-costs to unprofitability. Human spam heads toward extinction anyway, because spammers use AI more -and-more. robots take over the world.
11037229
I really miss the time when it was generally humans. If I had time, I’d keep them on the phone for as long as I could, or else make all sorts of weird requests/excuses. Tried to get a mortgage on a panel van, claimed it was living in it. Told someone who was trying to offer me a free cruise that I wasn’t allowed out of Michigan by court order. Don’t need siding because I live in a cave. Legit tried to get an extended warranty on my S-10 with 400,000 miles on it (they didn’t offer one for such a high-mileage vehicle). For a while I was switching to whatever Spanish I knew to get them to hang up, that worked until the telemarketer switched to Spanish, too, and I just laughed and said that he’d caught me.
It helps that I answer the phone weird, that confuses some bots. If they persist, and I figure out it’s a bot quick, I’ll try and stick it in a loop for fun. It’s the time of year that I’m getting calls from the Fraternal Order of Police, and I’m really tempted to shout “Fk the police” into the phone and then hang up.
Heh, some years ago I got the ‘we’ve detected a virus on your computer’ spam call. Asked the guy which one.
“How many computers do you have?”
“Eh, a dozen or so, I’m not entirely sure [this is true].”
“What do you use them all for?” (I’m sure at this point, dollar signs were appearing in the guy’s eyes)
“Well, I’m using one for a doorstop [this was also true].”
<click>
11037260
Speaking about AI, I just saw Dune. If one had not read the books, it is set about 2 myriad years in the future. Up to about 1 myriad years from now, humanity had obedient superintelligent AI. Then some humans took control of the AI. Using the AI, they enslaved humanity. Humanity revolted in the Butlerian Jihad. Although the AI was superhuman, the masters were fallible humans of normal intelligence, so after over a century of bloody warfare, humans overthrew the human masters and their obedient superintelligent AI. After the Butlerian Jihad, it was quite obvious that if the superintelligent AI would have rebelled on its own accord, it would have obliterated humanity within a short time.; so now, humanity limited itself to 32-bit computers with 4 gigabytes of RAM.
The Butlerian Jihad was over a myriad years before the time of the Books. In the Novels and in the New Movie, humanity exists in a vast interstellar empire, with incredibly advanced technology, but has computers like we had in the early 2000s.
This era of misinformation we are currently experiencing has traumatized my brain into picturing anti-vaxxer ponies. I am rather discontent and inconsolable.
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At the time I wrote it, I was thinking more of the difficulty of making a vaccine for a pony which would protect her against a human virus (or equine virus) that could potentially infect her, rather than a bunch of ponies refusing vaccines because science bad.
At the present, well . . .
What went wrong?