June 22 [Thunderstorm Patrol]
June 22
As soon as I woke up, I could feel a change in the air from yesterday, like there was a storm coming. So I turned on my computer and went to the NOAA page and saw that they were predicted, so I started to look at the different maps to figure out where the fronts were. I probably should have been doing that all along, 'cause it took me a minute to remember what all the symbols meant.
It didn't look like anything was going to come in until the afternoon or later, but I wanted to stay alert just in case things started to change once the sun warmed stuff up.
I opened a new page so that I could check my Facebook, and I had gotten a message back from Aric at three am—he said that they had practiced at the Western Michigan Rec Center but it closed in the summer so when the weather was nice they practiced at the Lovell Street Park, which was right by campus, near the railroad tracks. And he had also given me the telephone number for a girl named Karla, who I didn't know at all, but he said that she was the one who was in charge of the heavy fighters in Kalamazoo. And he said that I might have seen her at Val Day, but I couldn't picture her from his description. Lots of girls there had had their hair braided and were wearing bodices.
So I sent him a thank-you reply and told him about my new friends next door, and went and put on the electric kettle so that I could have oatmeal for breakfast.
Then I checked my telephone and I had a message from the weaponsmith,whose name was Stellan. He said that he would be happy to meet me. I didn't know when the practices were, because Aric hadn't told me, so I talked to Karla first and found out that they met on Thursday nights at seven, and would be at the Lovell Street Park, so then I talked to Stellan and he said that he would be there and maybe we could spar. He promised to bring a padded glaive for me.
My water was well-boiled by the time I set my telephone back down, and so I made a bowl of oatmeal and then went out for a morning trot. I wanted to see if Pastor Liz was at Stetson chapel, because I wanted to talk to her again, and maybe the Mail Hut was open—it wouldn't hurt to check.
I got lucky twice—Pastor Liz was in her office, and she was really happy to see me. She said that she thought maybe I'd given up on my goal, and I told her that I hadn't, but a lot had happened over the last couple of weeks and I just hadn't had time and I felt really bad, and she said it was okay. And then even though I hadn't planned it, we talked for a little bit about the kings of Israel, and she told me again that they were flawed but all humans were, and while some of them hadn't ever tried to do the right thing, others of them did.
And I asked her if she thought that God made storms at sea to punish sailors who had been bad, and she said that she didn't think so. She thought that the weather occurred by itself, and that God had chosen to let that happen, but if He wanted to, He could bring a storm or He could equally calm the seas, and she reminded me how Moses had parted the Red Sea so he could escape Egypt.
I would have stayed a little bit longer, but she got a telephone call and once she picked it up she said that it was about Orlando and she would be busy for a while, but she set the telephone down long enough to hug me and tell me that she would have a proper meeting with me at the usual time tomorrow.
I went across the quad to the Mail Hut, and there was someone in there and he sold me some stamps and if I had been smart I would have brought the letters with me and I could have mailed them, but I hadn't.
On my way back home, I flew up by my old window in Trowbridge and looked in and the room was empty and that was kind of sad.
I went the rest of the way back home on hoof, only flying again to get up to my balcony so I could get in. And I took my letters and put stamps on them and then took them down to the mailbox—there was a little flag that you could set so that the mailperson would know you had something to send—then went back inside and sat at the computer and looked at the weather again.
It was still a ways away, and the sky was clear. I know humans aren't all that good at weather, so maybe they were wrong, but it still felt like it was going to storm. I didn't think my senses were fooling me.
The neighbors weren't outside, so I wrote in my journal and then added 'new journal' to my list of things to buy, because I was running out of pages. Pretty soon I would have to write on the edges of the paper, 'cause that was all that was left. And I snacked on some vegetables and even went down to my backyard but there wasn't anything good there, then I flew up high enough to be over the trees and as far as I could see the sky was clear.
My gut was telling me it wasn't going to stay that way, though, and the NOAA page didn't think so either, and I thought that we probably weren't both wrong, so I laid out all my flight gear and then dozed on the papasan for a while.
It was dinnertime when I got up again, and I went outside and looked and the sky was completely overcast and the wind had picked up a little bit and I could smell the rain on it, so I ate a can of anchovies and got dressed and made sure that my radios were tightly strapped to my forelegs, then I got out my pocket telephone and called Mel.
He said that he was finishing his own dinner, and he'd just looked at the weather maps and thought there was still a little while left before things got bad. And he said that when he was done with dinner he would come pick me up, unless I wanted to fly out to the same overpass where we'd met before.
I told him that I wanted to save my energy, and gave him my address, then I sat down on the papasan and waited.
It was maybe about an hour and then I saw his truck turn into the driveway, so I hurried up and put on all my flight gear and then flew down to meet him, which it turned out was in the stairway outside my front door 'cause he'd gone up there, not expecting me to fly down.
He showed me on his pocket telephone what the weather looked like and I said that I had been looking at the NOAA weather and it was starting to build along the coast and he thought so too.
I told him about my trip while we drove out to the overpass, and he interrupted me once to point out a fire truck that was sitting at an intersection. He said that they were staging for the weather, too.
We were almost to the overpass when one of the radios on his dashboard made a horrible noise and as soon as it had stopped he turned up the volume and a strange-sounding woman announced that there was a severe thunderstorm watch. Mel smiled and said that we were just on time.
He parked the truck in the same place he had before, and before we got out of the cab he talked on the radio to some of his friends who were in the west, and I could hear occasional pops in the signal that were caused by lightning.
I got permission to fly as long as I stayed below the cloud deck which was kind of annoying. I think Dori would have let me fly into the clouds. How was I supposed to get a good feel for the storm if I couldn't?
On the other hoof, maybe there were airplanes in the clouds. They had all sorts of fancy IFR equipment that let them know where they were even when they were in the clouds, and I knew that they wouldn't be able to see me until it was too late.
I showed Mel how to do a hoof-bump for luck, then I took off. Once I was a few thousand feet from the truck, he flashed his lights and we did a radio check, then I circled up until I was right at the base of the clouds.
I really would be more useful to them if I could fly higher, 'cause I could look over the tops and see the big anvils of thunderclouds, but I guess I should be happy with what I'm allowed to do.
At first, there wasn't anything to report. It started to rain, and I could see the cars below on the highway were turning their headlights on. Then I started to see distant flashes of lightning, way too far away to hear the thunder at all.
I broke the rules a little bit and went up and grabbed out some cloudstuff and brought it down a couple of hundred feet so that I could have a little perch. It reminded me of the lines we sometimes set up in front of an approaching storm, although there weren't any other pegasuses with me.
Mel kept calling me and reporting what he saw on the map, and I told him what it was like up where I was and what I could see. I didn't get to relax too much on my cloud, 'cause the wind kept pushing it east, and so every time I started to drift too far away, I'd go fly it back west and let the process repeat. But I did get to relax some, and I thought that was what was going to matter later, 'cause it kept looking worse and worse off to the west.
Pretty soon I could hear the thunder and count off the distance, and the wind started to gust and then it was close enough that I could sometimes hear the lightning sizzle in the air, and then it was right upon us and my cloud disintegrated under me, adding just a little more rain to the downpour.
I did my best to stay where I could see a good distance, but it wasn't always possible. From where I was, the rain whited everything out, and the bottoms of clouds scudded below me, and whenever I got a break I looked down and figured out my ground position so that I could stay as close to Mel as possible. And I kept giving him updates, letting him know what the clouds were doing and what I was feeling in them.
I could feel the wind direction shift as the clouds moved over me, and I got hit by a really nasty downdraft once and lost probably a thousand feet of altitude or more before I got out of it. And my wings were getting sore by the time it finally lightened up, and it was pretty dark so I glided back down and shook myself off by his truck and then got into the cab.
I had to have had a cloud's worth of water on me still, 'cause as soon as I sat inside the windows fogged halfway up, and he pushed some buttons on his dashboard and after a minute or two it cleared off the fog and we could see again.
He showed me the weather radar pictures, and it looked like there was another storm cell coming after this one, which meant I'd be going back up, so I told him that I was going to take a nap until it got close, and he said he'd wake me up when it was near.
I'd snoozed long enough to get kind of dopey and have my wings stiffen up some, and then he shook me awake and I got back outside. It was after dark, which made the distant lightning that much more visible, and I called the airplane directors again and said I was going back up.
Mel and I did another radio check, just to be safe, and then I was circling back up in the sky, making my best estimates for how far away it was. And then it was right on top of me, and there were times when it was so intense that the only thing I could see besides the lightning was my own flashing light reflecting off the clouds and rain.
It kept up like that for another couple of hours, and I didn't really have any time to land until I was sure that the main part of the storm had moved past us. I was exhausted—it was long past my bedtime, and since there was only one of me, all I could do was ride it out. When I finally landed, I didn't even have enough energy left to shake myself off, and I just flopped on the seat and took one more look at the weather radar with him.
We both agreed that there was nothing more coming tonight, so he turned around and drove to the fuel station and got us both cups of hot coffee and it probably wasn't the best thing to be drinking but it perked me up and warmed me a little bit, and I sat up in my seat and watched out the windshield as he drove slowly back into town, dodging around some tree limbs that were in the road.
He pointed to a blue and white truck that had yellow flashing lights and a long crane with a man on it. It was right next to a telephone pole that had a big grey cylinder on it, and the man was poking above it with a long stick. Mel said that he was probably resetting circuit breakers, because sometimes they went out in storms. He said that must have been an important one, too, if there was already a truck by it.
We saw some other signs of the storm in town as well. At the intersection of Main Street and Drake, the traffic lights weren't working, and there was a policeman standing in the center, directing traffic. And a little bit further down the road we had to wait as a fire truck went by, racing to the center of Kalamazoo.
He had to stop right after he turned down Clarendon Street, because there was a big tree that had fallen across the road and there were wires under it that were hissing and popping and he turned on his bright headlights and then used his telephone to call for a police car to protect the road, and wouldn't move until it had arrived. I probably could have gotten out and flown home from there, but I didn't really want to, even though we were so close. 'Cause while we waited we talked about storms, and he said that he had first become really interested when a tornado had gone through Kalamazoo and until then he hadn't really ever thought about the weather or how important it was to have people on the ground reporting what was happening.
And he said that he kept thinking that one day technology might replace humans but it hadn't yet.
We finally left when a police car parked across the road with its lights flashing to warn people, and he let me out in front of my apartment and stayed there until I'd flown up to the balcony.
There was some water on the floor that had come in through the windows but not too much, and I didn't realize until I went to turn on the light in the bathroom that there was no electricity any more. I should have expected that; I bet the wire that the tree had knocked down had my electricity in it. But I was too tired and too wet to care, so I took off my radios and my vest and did a quick preening of my wings to get them at least mostly in order, and then lay down on top of the towels and fell asleep, knowing that I was going to be sore in the morning.
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After a few almost uneventfull days, she got one heck of an intense day!
So much time checking storms that she forgot about her own place?
If we start to see more housebuilding robots, will we start to see more nature resistant buildings given they should be as cheap or even cheaper to throw up?
Then again, whatever happened to that inflatsable form with spray on concrete dome that looks like a cross between a cement igloo and a cave and should be able to withstand scary nature?
I do love a good storm.
I have watched a few twisters in my day out west and here in pa also.
Silver's first power outage! Yay! Tomorrow she gets to experience the joy of flashing clocks!
the only thing I could see besides the lightening -- lightning
And how lightning resistant is Silver Glow?
7507956 In the 1960s Walter Cronkite had a show "The 20th Century" that was about developing technology. The 'balloon sprayed with Styrofoam' was in the commercials along with the 'box protects chick from boiling water'. Hobbit homes are the new eco-friendly/weatherproof design.
Spotters on the ground are still a vital tool to the weather services. I had a friend who was a tornado spotter when he and I were in N.D.
Did Pastor Liz mean the Orlando nightclub shooting? I'll be interested to see SG's reaction to that.
the joys of having over ground wires ...
i really don't get it why its still a thing in so many countries.
makes sense for big power lines, but in cities and stuff.
the circuits the tree on Silvers street short-circuited ? ohter big advantage of undergrund wires ... you have the circuit-breaker boxes down where you can easily get to them (*insert random joke about bad driving americans here*) yeah its easier to run them over next to the walkway too.
someone get silver a camelback with tea or something, her gear is really lacking. on the other hand, she's doing this more as a hobby than as a job...
The reason for overhead wires is that it is cheaper to install them and easier and cheaper to repair them.
Here in Phoenix they often have the sidewalk or the streets torn up to get at pipes.
As seen in the 'Mare Do-Well' episode, Equestria uses wireless power transmission. How else would you get power to Cloudsdale and Las Pegasus? It probably involves quantum entanglement and the Equestrian Magical Field.
Weather patterns care little for personal narratives. Bam! Time for an action scene!
Always neat to see Silver doing weather work. Still, I hope her power comes back before she has to empty her fridge. Oh, if she doesn't make that connection, that's going to be unpleasant...
7508149 I know, right? She has the most adorable way of phrasing things at times.
Carry on Admiral
In my defense, this was in my early 20s in a college town. Nobody in their right mind would live near off campus housing and expect peace and quiet. Or expect good sense from college guys
You might as well look in Hell to find ice water.
7505470 DON'T FORGET THE ALUMINUM FOIL WE REQUIRE FOR ANTI-MIND CONTROL HATS!!
Forgot to capitalize.
And we had to stop and collect all the money before the police showed up.
Soon it will be τ-Day. Ponies surely use the 1 True CircleConstant τ (Tau):
τ = c / r ≈ 6.28318530717959
¡06-28 is τ-Day!
Certainly, Miss Silver Glow will do something special for τ-Day. Perhaps, some of her friends will invite her to a τ-Day-Party. For more information about τ and τ-Day, I recommend the TauDay.Com:
TauDay.Com
i've always wanted to try the heavy fighting but there isn't anywhere to do it where I grew up and now I don't have the time. Closest I found was Renascence fencing, but that interfered with my high level martial arts classes.
7508753 considering that both pi and tau differ by an arbitrary constant, I give them a 50/50 chance of using tau over pi. Actually I think they'd choose pi over tau because the vast majority of application uses diameter to define a circle so It'd make sense to define the circle constant with it.
That would be only a week ago then.
Edit: Silver might not even have heard about it yet, since she was on the camping trip.
I actually didn't know it worked like that. Home mailboxes in my country are strictly incoming-only - you need to go to a public one to send a letter.
Badass little pegasus is badass.
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As far as I remember (from her store visit), she only keeps vegetables in there, and those should be okay for days or even weeks. It's really mostly meat and milk she'd have to worry about.
7508330 In my neighborhood, the a lot of wires are under ground (some still aren't, but the transformer are outdoor and they are the problem most of the time
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Maybe cloud cities have self-sufficient grids? Lightning generators and all.
I wonder if her local market also has those tiny shopping carts for kids to use along side their parents. That might be better for Silver to use when she goes shopping next time. Maybe she can see a child pushing one and ask a floor person about it and they get one from the back for her.
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I mean this in a nice way, but you are being an engineer:
It is natural for you to measure crosssections with calipers, and since the 2s cancel when computing crosssectional area, halftau makes sense to you. The radius defines the circle. In mathematics (especially trigonometry) and physics, Tau comes up all of the time; basically, if one does anything involving periodic motion, frequency, wavelength, et cetera, one uses Tau. With N-Spheres, the 2s do not always cancel:
In halftau, the volume of a sphere is not halftau*r^3=v, but 4/3halftau*r^3=v. ⸘What‽ ⸘Why‽ One uses the wrong CircleConstant is why:
( ( ( d - 1 ) / d ) τ ) ( r ^ d ) ) = interior
d = dimension
( ( t / 2 ) ( r ^ 2 ) ) = a
( ( ⅔ τ ) ( r ^ 3 ) ) = v
( ( ¾ τ ) ( r ^ 4 ) ) = HyperVolume
Euler's Formula clearly relates to rotation:
( e ^ ( i τ ) ) = 1
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*gets on after heavy combat practice*
*sees list of replies from author*
Hoo boy.
Well, for one thing, the barbarian thing was a joke. I get there's a lot of decent Christians out there. I know a bunch of them. It's more a joke on the more barbaric side (most of which I hope was left in the Crusades and witch burning ages)
Also, the coat hanger thing was a reference to the cult "classic" movie Birdemic
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I actually take that as a compliment. I'm going into my senior year of my Bachelors in Mechanical engineering so it means I'm doing something right.
could you at least acknowledge the existence of pi. I acknowledge the existence of tau, even though I use pi
it's not just natural for me, it's just natural. It's way, way easier to measure the diameter than the radius so it makes sense that anyone trying to define a circle constant using diameter. It's true that radius pops up more in math but Tau doesn't pop up more than pi. Trig and geometry don't inherently use tau, or even pi. They inherently use a circle constant. I'm going to arbitrarily define the circular constant alpha to be 4*pi. The math still works using alpha. Sure the equations are different, but you wouldn't have any difficulty deriving them. Pi and tau differ by an arbitrary constant, they fill the same function equally well. The whole debate is pointless
But it isn't any better using tau. Two thirds is just as weird as 4/3. Both seem weird until you derive them. And then, they just depend on your bounds of integration (using integral calculus). If I wanted to, I could derive these formulas using my new circular constant alpha.
Well I just got done binge reading this story after a week. I absolutly love this story and I can't wait for more. I can now go to bed before 1 am now that I have nothing to read! Yay.
I love when Silver Glow tries to explain electronics, such as the "Internet valves being connected", or the downed power pole that had "[her] electricity in it".
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¡Fine!
Yes, but then one discovers that the radius defines the circle and 2π comes up everywhere. At that point, it makes sense to which to the 1 True CircleConstant.
Sure, π is just as good as τ, if one does not mind continuously multiplying and dividing by 2.
Sure, one can use α or Pau, but it is simplest in τ.
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But the diameter defines the circle as much as the radius does. It's true the models construct circles with radius, but anytime you try to make something circular, you find that diameter is drastically easier to work with.
I actually don't mind. Do you have a problem with it? Most of the time when I use pi, it's as a constant in an equation so i multiply/divide by 2 once in the derivation and then it's done.
my point was that it's arbitrary. the equations you generate with tau aren't any simpler than the ones
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Unless you're using the area formula I (structural engineer) uses all the time: A=πd²/4 becomes A=τd²/8, which is slightly more complex (and slightly harder to do mentally, as finding a quarter is halving twice, instead of three times for an eighth).
The reason that I use the formula with the diameter is because nobody on the face of God's earth sells pipe or round bar by the freakin' radius.
I'm not using a slide rule; I don't have to worry about another slide movement introducing inaccuracy. Punching another "2" into my TI-89 costs me nothing.
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¡Wrong!:
By definition, a circle is all points equidistant from an origin on a 2D Euclidean Plane. The distance between the origin and the circle is the radius. The circle is a 2D figure with constant radius.
You claim that one can define a circle by the diameter. Evidently, according to you, this is a circle:
upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/2a/Luch2_greifer.gif
As a Mechanical Engineer, you should know about curves of constant width.
¡π is a pædagogical disaster!:
Students have to learn such absurdities as ⅓ of a circle is ⅔π. Here is a TauStimonial:
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Mathematically, it does not matter what ponies do.
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You try to escape your definition by invoking a different definition. You claimed that one can define a circle just as well as a 2D figure with equal diameter as equal radius. I point out that one cannot. You never said that it has to have 1 side and 0 corners.
Given that one can rotate them freely between parallel lines such that they always make contact with the walls, they seem to have constant diameter to me.
That is only true for circles:
Many closed 2D figures , such as ellipses (…)
, triangles, quadrilaterals, et cetera exist.
Your equations are like unique special snowflakes. Using the equation for interior, I can tell you that the interior of an n-sphere with 9 dimensions is 8/9τr^0=interior ((d-1)/dτr^d=interior (τ/2r^2=a, ⅔τr^3=v)).
I never had to go to straight radians before, but if I had to go back and forth between straight radians and circle-measure, I would rather use unity for the circle-measure than 2.
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<Evil!)
Worse yet, if the power is still out in the morning, her only way to make oatmeal involves... The Stove.
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Nothing like flying in a severe thunderstorm to get the blood flowing
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She's used to living in clouds, so a little water inside the home isn't anything to worry about.
For some reason they never caught on in America, but they're used other places in the world. I remember reading about them in an engineering book a while back and I think it said why they hadn't caught on, but now I don't remember the reason.
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Me, too. But they can be a bit scary sometimes, too.
I actually just saw a video on YouTube last night where someone got lightning hitting a power pole on camera--it was there, then there was a flash, and then there was nothing but a splintered stump sticking out of the ground.
For better or worse, I've never seen one. The closest I got was seeing a tornado start to form overhead, but my boss pulled me back inside when shingles started coming off the roof of the Michigan Bean Company building.
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She misses out on that joy because she hasn't got any clocks.
Incidentally, I've been using my cell phone as an alarm for years, so the bedroom clock is still flashing from the last time the power went out.
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Correction made; thank you!
More than a human, but she's not completely impervious. A positive lightning bolt could potentially kill her.
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In America, at least, there seems to be some resistance to changing housing designs from the way they've been done. Whether it's a lack of experience on the part of builders or a lack of understanding by planning committees or both, a lot of efficient designs which could be used generally don't seem to be. I think a well-designed hobbit home would be resistant to most weather threats, as well as very energy-efficient.
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Correction made; thank you!
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Oh yeah, totally. No matter how good weather radar gets, it only shows what's happening up there, not down on the ground.
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She did indeed.
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A lot of cities have them underground, at least in the downtown areas. They were underground at Kalamazoo College, too, I seem to remember. But for long distance transmission lines or rural power it's just too expensive.
Different section of the grid, but same principle.
I've seen some poles where they actually have a lever going down to the ground so that you can reset the breakers without being in a truck . . . and some of them are reachable by a special pole by a man on the ground. But part of the problem is how old parts of the grid are. The local electric company is surveying our town to see what needs to be replaced, and the guy was shaking his head at the way some of the wires were run near our business--he said that they'd never do that any more. But the pole by our shop was put in in '26, and when they installed it they probably weren't expecting that it would still be used (albeit with a lot more wires added) nearly a century later.
A camelback would be the perfect accessory for her to have.
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Exactly. Not to mention, while trees falling on the wires is an issue, flooding usually isn't. Tunnels can flood with fairly minimal rainfall; for the transformer outside our shop to go it would take a good 25 feet of floodwater or so, and if the town's under 25 feet of water, a lack of electricity would be about the least of our concerns.
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I personally prefer that they don't have electricity as we know it, but that they use magical power crystals for some electricity-like effects.
Having said that, I suppose that 'thaum fields' or 'wireless power transmission' are essentially the same thing.
And that brings up a question for the electrical engineers--since we all know that lightning is caused by a difference in electrical potential between the earth and the sky, would it be possible to harness that by simply dropping a long copper cable off your cloud city and having it drag on the ground?
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Since I'm using the actual weather history in the story, there have been scenes that have gotten dropped due to weather conditions.
The good news is that she doesn't really have anything in her fridge that's going to go bad quickly if she's got not power. It's mostly vegetables in there.
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The people who lived on one side of us in one of my college houses really liked singing show tunes, much to our annoyance. One of my professors lived on the other side of us, and I think she liked us because we didn't have loud parties.
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I've got a friend that I work with sometimes who's a bit paranoid and reads too much into some Internet conspiracy theories, so earlier this year I made him an aluminum foil hat.
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(Corrections made; thank you!)
7508753
If she had friends who were mathematicians, she probably would. However, now that college is out, she's stuck with friends who have other interests.
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I've never done any actual heavy weapons fighting, but I've done a fair bit of stage combat. Obviously, a totally different technique, since we're not supposed to actually hit each other.
The more I think about it, the more likely I think it is that you're right. Maybe the math purists use tau, but everyday ponies would use pi because round things are generally sold by their diameter, not their radius.
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Yeah, it was; and she didn't hear about it at all while she was away and nobody told her when she got back.
Hmm, that's interesting. I had assumed that everywhere you could put outgoing mail in your mailbox and the mail carrier would pick it up.
I wonder which system Equestria uses?
You remember correctly. She's pretty unlikely to buy anything that will spoil quickly from lack of refrigeration, and quite honestly could get along perfectly well if her apartment didn't have a refrigerator at all.
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I think the next storm, I might have a problem with the wire to my house that is literally sitting on a tree branch. One of these days, I ought to call the power company and have them come out to fix it.
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Ponies go out and capture lightning bolts in storms and then put them in jars. Kind of like this:
freeenergynews.com/Tangent/images/Bottled_Lightning_by_PosterWLC_700.jpg
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I've never seen them at Meijer, but there is a local grocery store which has them.
If she goes by herself, she's limited by what she can put in her saddlebags or carry in her mouth, anyway. So even a mini-shopping cart might be too much for her.
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I do my best to reply to every comment.
Yeah, I think that most of it was left in the witch-burning ages but not all. And I do stand by my statement that generally the good Christians (really, the good anyone) don't make the news, because people who aren't jerks generally aren't newsworthy.
Hmm, never seen that one.
*watches some of it*
*cringes a lot*
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With some additional training, Silver Glow would either be the best or worst electrical engineer ever.
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She should add 'using the stove without getting any burns' to her bucket list.