October 5
Me and Meghan both were up before her alarm went off—I woke up first then I woke her up when I put my head on her breast. And she looked over at Amy, who was still asleep, and then she reached down and pulled up her shirt, and so I lifted my head and she took it all the way off for me.
I stayed snuggled up on her breast with her petting my mane until her alarm went off, and then I had to move so she could reach over me and turn it off. Then she saw that Amy was moving around, so she ducked back behind me and pulled the covers over her until I told her that Amy had rolled over and was facing the other way and looked like she was asleep again. Then she pushed the covers back down a little bit so that I could get my pillow back.
We stayed in bed until her alarm went off a second time, and since she'd kept her portable telephone after she'd stopped the first alarm, she got it turned off before it could disturb Amy too much.
She asked if I wanted to take a shower with her and I did want to but I also wanted to fly, and I said that I didn't like flying with wet wings if I could help it. So she leaned down and kissed me, then I got out of bed and she looked to make sure that Amy was still asleep before getting out of bed and going to the bathroom.
She said that I could pick out clothes for her before I left, so I looked through her dresser until I found a nice shirt that said Old Navy on it and a pair of pants, then I went through another drawer and found a pink panty and a lacy red bra that went well together, and I took them into the bathroom for her.
Then I went back to my room to get my flight gear and when I was dressed, I went out to the boardwalk and got permission to fly.
I flew over the cemetery and then the neighborhoods that were past it, and all the way to the dirt mines before I angled east to get to the Nature Center. And I came in more to the north than I usually did, and I spooked the deer when I came over the tops of the trees. I hadn't meant to, but they looked up and saw me and must have decided that I was some kind of predator, and they hopped off into the woods.
I guess some good came of it, though, because I didn't have to worry about scaring them away any more, so I landed at a trot, and broke into a canter on the downslope of the path, and kept it up all the way around the trail and back up to where I'd started from, and then the next time I went down the hill I broke into a full gallop, and I kept it up until I got to the curve where the trail started to rise, 'cause I had to slow down.
So I trotted up and down and around, to cool myself off a little bit, and then when I got to the junction with the trail through the trees, I flew through the woods. There was a funny little white animal which I thought maybe was a cat when I first saw it, but then I got closer and saw it was actually an opossum, which is a big rat, I think. Their tails look like rat tails.
When I got back out of the woods, I climbed up and over the prairie. I was a little bit overheated 'cause the flight vest held sweat and body heat in, but once I got in the open air it felt a lot better, especially when I glided.
It kinda felt like it was going to rain, so I thought I'd better check the weather when I got back to the dorm.
I landed back on the boardwalk and got undressed in our room, then went to the shower, and I started off with just cold water to rinse me off and finish cooling me down.
Kat was waiting for her turn when I got out, and in our room Peggy was just getting up. She said that she'd figured out that she could get the most sleep if she didn't actually get out of bed until I got back to the room after my morning shower.
I told her that I thought she was being kinda lazy, and she'd feel better if she started the day with exercise instead of more sleep, and offered to wake her up to go trotting on Friday.
Then I turned on my computer and looked at the weather, and I was still doing calculations when Peggy came back from the shower. She still thought it was funny that I didn't just use a forecast to find out what the weather was going to be, and I could have but it was good practice, especially since humans had so much data to work with.
It didn't look like it was gonna rain until the afternoon, and it looked like there might be a thunderstorm, too, depending on how much energy the air picked up during the day.
Me and Peggy went to breakfast together, and I was really happy that the waffle maker was still working, and I got a waffle and strawberry gravy.
Anna had a bowl of cereal and an orange, and she was peeling a sun-shape into it, and that was really clever of her. I like oranges, but the skin is bitter if you eat it, and it's really hard to get off. You have to grip it in your hooves and tear pieces of it off with your teeth.
When she was done, she set it in the center of the table and said that it was the sun god, then she started eating her cereal. It seemed kind of wasteful to just leave it there and not eat it, but it did kinda brighten up the table, and when she was done eating, she made a little sign to put in front of it.
I licked off my plate when I was done with my waffle, 'cause the strawberry gravy had been really good, and when I was done Christine picked up her Fruit Loops bowl and licked that out.
Professor Brown taught us about entropy, and showed us how in an isolated process, you could go one way irreversibly, and that didn't make any work, but you needed to use work and have a non-isolated process to get it back, and explained the equations that might show which way a system would go on its own if you didn't do anything to it.
And he showed us how there was even an equation for what the whole universe did, and that the universe was technically an isolated system, and he showed how over time its entropy could never get smaller but it could get bigger.
Then he showed us entropy equations for a bunch of different processes, like heating and cooling and even mixing, and then at the end of class he gave us our homework and warned us that by completing it we would increase the entropy of the universe. So Austin raised his hand and said that if we didn't do the homework maybe the universe would last a little bit longer, and Professor Brown said that if he wanted to calculate the difference in entropy between doing homework and not doing it, he was welcome to do that instead.
When we were walking out of class, I told Lisa that I'd been a bad pony and hadn't done the lab work yet, even though I should have. I'd just gotten distracted with other things. And she said it was okay, because it wasn't due until our next lab, but I still felt bad about it. So instead of doing my new homework right away, I did the lab work, and I confused myself since I knew that the Carnot cycle was supposed to be the most efficient one but my numbers didn't show it being all that efficient. Then I looked through the notes some and did a little bit more calculating by putting in some new numbers, and figured out that the more the heat difference, the more efficient it was, and that was why my answers had seemed so wrong.
Then I checked the weather again, 'cause now I could see what had changed in the morning, and it looked like there probably would be thunderstorms, so I sent a telephone telegram to Mel, to let him know that I would be free after math class and could go stormwatching with him. I thought I might be able to get a ride back from Aric, too, but it depended on when the storms came through.
I had a chance to start on my thermodynamics homework, but I wasn't done in time for lunch, so I left it out on my desk, filled my saddlebags with my math supplies, and went to lunch.
The sun god was still on the table when I got to lunch, but the little sign was gone. And just after I sat down, Meghan came over and sat next to me, and then when everybody else had arrived, that made it a little more crowded. Sean said that we needed a bigger table.
Christine said that the better solution was to better use the resources that we had, and she got out of her chair and sat on his lap, and then since he couldn't reach his lunch, she started eating it instead, and when he started to complain she wiggled her hips a little bit.
Peggy said that as much fun as it would be to see two of her friends having sex, she didn't want to see it while she was eating, and so Anna and Reese got up and pulled over another table, and Anna said that now this was the sun god's territory, too, and she moved her orange to the middle. Christine stayed on Sean's lap anyways, until she'd eaten most of his food, then she said that she was full, and sat back in her seat. She pushed her plate over to him, and told him that he could finish it, too, if he wanted to.
We didn't put the table back when we were done eating, and Sean said that he hoped that the dining hall people would leave it alone. And then me and Sean walked to class together, and when I got out my homework, he saw that I hadn't done a problem in Equestrian. And I said that I was still trying to figure out a good one, but I didn't tell him what. He'd been paying more attention to what I'd been doing, so he might be able to figure it out on his own.
Professor Pampena warned us that there was going to be a mid-term next week, and he said that he would write down on the markerboard what was going to be on the test, and so he wrote EVERYTHING in big black letters and underlined it.
Then he started to teach us about differentials to relate changes in y and x, and he told us that it was important to know that differentials weren't numbers or variables or vectors which was kind of confusing because I thought that they had to be something, since everything was something.
He also showed us a formula that was called the chain rule, and then he showed the proof for how it worked, which he said wasn't the best proof, and then he said that he was going to show us a better one. But at least he hadn't lied about the first proof, it just wasn't as good as the second.
Then he started to show how to use it, and how to use it on systems with lots of variables, and it was a little bit confusing at first, but the more he explained it the more sense it made.
Sean said that it was giving him a headache and he wished that he had decided to major in basket-weaving instead. So I started to tell him how complicated it was, 'cause there were a bunch of ponies in town who made baskets and lobster traps and Sean said that there was a joke about people getting to college and getting a major in basket-weaving because everyone thought it was easy.
We went to his room after class to do homework together again. And I'd hardly gotten started when my portable telephone chirped and it was a telephone telegram from Mel, saying that he could pick me up from my dorm at four. He said that the thunderstorms were very likely, but at least it looked like it was going to be a small system, so I wouldn’t be out there all night this time.
So I thought I'd better tell Aric, so I sent him a telephone telegram, too, and then I got back to work, but I had to stop one more time, 'cause I got a telegram back from Aric, and he said that he'd meet me out at the Speedway station.
Me and Sean went over our math homework after we were done solving the problems, and I wrote a new one in Equestrian, and then I went back to my room and got all my flight gear ready first, then I went and finished up my thermodynamics homework.
I was putting on my gear when Peggy came back from her class, and she said that she'd noticed that the clouds were looking darker and she'd wondered if I was going to have to go stormwatching tonight.
So I told her that Mel was picking me up at four, and then I was going to get a ride home from Aric, and I'd see her at lunch tomorrow or maybe sooner because we were going to pick up a new haybale and bring it back here. And then I thought I should go out and wait for Mel, 'cause it was getting pretty close to time.
I was in the hallway when I remembered that I might want towels, so I took mine and put them over my back.
We drove out to our stormwatching spot, and we didn't have a lot of time to get ready, because the storm front was moving faster than Mel had thought it would. So I got permission to fly, and then when I was up in the air I tested out my radio, and then I flew off west, and I didn't make it much more than a mile before the storm hit me.
The clouds had kept getting darker and thicker and pricklier, and I could see the thunderclouds moving towards me, but even so it made my coat stand on end when they came by, and I got soaked pretty quick then tumbled around by the cloud some before I got my bearings back and flew out of it, and I think the cloud was really mad at me because it almost got my tail with a lightning bolt. It was close enough that I could smell the electricity, and I got my eyes closed just in time, but it still hurt a little bit anyways because lightning was really bright when you were right next to it. That was another reason why it was better to be on top of the clouds rather than underneath them.
Well, I saw lots of ground strikes, so I told Mel to watch out, because it was a mean storm, and then I just did my best to keep track of all of it. As far as I could see to the north and south, it was producing lightning, but it kind of tapered off to the west, because it was the kind of storm that went at a gallop but then tired itself out pretty fast.
So I wasn't in the air for much more than an hour by the time we'd both decided that it had passed by and there wasn't going to be anything else bad on its tail, and I could come back down.
I sparked off against a lamppost and then landed in the parking lot and went to Mel's truck to get my towels. And I just tossed them over my back again, 'cause it was still raining, and when I got to Winston and opened the door, I saw that he already had towels across the seat, 'cause he'd thought of it, too.
So I threw mine in, and then I got undressed in the parking lot because it was a lot harder to do in Winston.
I was pretty hungry since I hadn't had any dinner, and Aric said that we could go to a restaurant for dinner, but I thought I was too wet for that, so we went to a Jimmy John's and he went in to get us sandwiches, and then we brought them home for us.
While we were eating, he asked me what I wanted to do for the evening, and I said that it would be fun to go to the topless karaoke bar. He said that he didn't like the karaoke part but that the topless part would probably offset it, and he said that it would be more fun if more people went, so he got up and went to the top of the basement stairs and asked Angela and David if they wanted to go to a topless karaoke bar, and they said that they would.
He thought it might be too crowded for all four of us in Winston, although I wouldn't have minded being all scrunched up on the seat. But Angela had her Alero, so we took that instead.
Aric had to ride in the back, which didn't seem too comfortable for him, because his legs hardly fit behind Angela's seat.
She didn't know where it was, so we gave her directions and they weren't very good directions, because we missed it at first, and had to turn around and go back.
Before we could go in, we had to pay a man at the door, and at first he wasn't sure if he should let me in or not. I told him that I could go in restaurants and then he asked if I was even old enough, and he looked at my passport and had some trouble figuring it out and finally he said it was okay, as long as I paid.
It was smaller inside than it had looked on the outside, and it was kind of dim, too, like the dark room at the dining hall. There were big televisions on the wall, and they were mostly showing pictures of sports but there was also one that was showing a news show called CNN. You had to read what it said, because there wasn't any sound from it, and whoever had written the words couldn't spell very well, because I saw a lot of mistakes. Or maybe the newspeople were saying it wrong.
All the waitresses were shirtless, and so they couldn't wear the little tags that had their names on them. The one who came over to our table said that her name was Daisy, and she was pretty cute.
After we'd all ordered beer, David asked where the karaoke was and our waitress said that that was only on the weekends. And Aric looked up towards the ceiling and said that there was a god, which I thought was a really funny thing to say.
When the waitress came back with our drinks, Angela asked if it was okay if customers took off their shirts, too, and she said that if she wanted to, she could, so Angela took off her shirt and bra and gave them to David to hold for her, and he put her shirt on over his but not her bra.
We stayed there for a couple of beers, and Daisy wanted to get a picture of her with me and Angela, so she had one of the other waitresses come over and take the picture. Daisy asked both of us if it would be okay to put it up on the wall and I didn't mind, and Angela thought about it for a little bit and then asked if it was all right if she had David take a picture of me and her and Daisy all together and Daisy said that we could. So we posed again, and David took the picture, and Angela decided that it would be okay for Daisy to put the picture that the other waitress had taken up on the wall.
I was kind of disappointed that there was no karaoke, because I'd been looking forward to that. Aric said that there were other karaoke places in town if I really really wanted to sing, or we could come back here on the weekend, which I thought was a better idea.
Before we left, Angela had to put her shirt back on, and then we drove back home and stopped at Tiffany's for some more beer, and then we sat in the living room and drank a little bit more and talked about school and weather and David said that we could watch some of the YouTube movies of me on the big television in their living room because he knew how to make it connect to his computer.
And then we also watched the one from the storm from today, because he could hook his computer to my GoPro, and he speeded up some of the boring parts, but watched the rest in normal time.
Angela said that I was a tough little pony to fly in storms like that, which made me really proud.
When we were done watching movies, me and Aric went upstairs to his room, and he said that it had been fun going to the bar, and he hadn't expected Angela to go shirtless. I said that I'd seen her sunbathing without her swimming bra and he said that he'd never seen that, and I think he was kind of disappointed that he hadn't.
He got undressed, and then he laid down beside me and started running his fingers through my coat, which felt really nice. And I reminded him that tomorrow morning we had to go pick up my haybale.
Then I nuzzled his chest and ran my hoof up his leg, and he slid his hand down my back and around my dock, and pretty soon we were fighting for position on the bed, and he finally pinned me down on my belly. He was a little bit rougher than usual, but I'd been nipping him, so maybe that was why.
This is like the typo version of a sad trombone. It's funny but also so, so sad.
Beware of daytime possums, Silver. They're often rabid.
I didn't think she would ever get to go to the topless bar. That was a nice surprise.
And finally, to Angela: Woohoo! You go girl!
I'm surprised the GoPro camera survived being that close to the lightning strike (or any of her other electronics for that matter since they presumably aren't custom hardened). I wonder what it recorded when that happened?
Edit: It occurs to me that while Pegasi might be resistant to lightning they're aren't to the stuff they're wearing melting or catching on fire. Sliver's safety gear might be anything but in a thunderstorm.
7779037 Opossums generally don't get rabies, though. Body temperature is so low that the disease doesn't survive long.
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That sounds like a challenge.
Silver Glow is right. Opossums are overgrown rats.
Possums are the only marsupials native to North America. They are not closely related to rats, but they do look like the biggest rat you ever saw. They look like someone tried to use The Ugly Stick to beat a rat to death.
Carnot Engines depend on the difference between the engine & the coolant. The longer the engine runs, the warmer the coolant gets. Thus, all Carnot Engines have their greatest efficiency when they just start & the longer they run, the less efficient they get.
If You Want My Body by Rod Stewart
I get the feeling that picture is going to come back and haunt her.
Silver has a strike witches like obsession with boobs xD
I wonder when she is going to ask Meghan if she wants to join them for Karaoke...
Had a run in with an opossum on my porch. We scared the poop out of both of us.
and I got a waffle and strawberry gravy.
Is this another Silverism or is it actually called that?
I'm surprised Silver didn't think about Celestia when they created the sun god.
I can't help but think that Angela is starting to put the moves on Aric, maybe she picked up on the cooling relationship between them.
Was there unce unce unce music?
So Admiral, I'm about to go on vacation. Try not to have a whole novel waiting for me when I get back, yeah?
Round and round and round Silvers hoof goes, where it gets wet everyone knows.
Zap, zap, zappity zap, thatsa Derpy storm.
If Carnot says the colder the bottom end the more efficint the system, nd other functions give how little temperature difference is needed to get the bottom end cool relative to teh infinite sink, then isnt there an optimisation function that gives you the best trade of size of radiator for spacecraft relative to solar panel for internal electriciy and soak heat through the panel and insulation behind?
Chain rule. I remember useing that but cant remember anything else currentl about it, only that you can then treat the differential function like algebra itself for factorising.
As for the fruit on th table? Orange you glad you had breakfast.
Why Opossum? Cos Luna Sue lawly.
In the Beverley Hillbillies episode where they are mistaken for geniuses, Elly-Mae's possum is misinterpreted as a genetically engineered rat.
Strawberry gravy... no, this isn't going to slip out the next time I have waffles at all... I really need to find a local place that sells waffles.
Or buy a waffle maker.
This was perhaps the most confusing sentence I've ever read on this website.
After a couple of studies about sleeping habbit, we can safely say that woking up early (with or without excericse) means:
-Less concentration
-Less energy
-Anger and stress problems
and a couple other bad things.
Plus, exercise before eating mean you don't have the energy ressources to properly exercise and won't be able to have real training benefit.
7779694 Heh... Just for fun, try to find a standard waffle maker instead of a "Belgian waffle" style.
I think this is Peggy subtly telling Silver that she and Meghan are free to use the room any time. Unless she's eating, I guess.
7779777 I saw a story once where the second sentence was about like that.
I immediately went "F it, I'm out"
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Indeed, it makes me depressed even looking at it.
I cannot wait until the whole election thing kicks off and everyone is shocked utterly fucking speechless.
An interesting experience for Silver that's for sure!
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Silver Glow does love her run-on sentences, but that one's probably a little much even for her.
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I wonder if Silver has ever encountered Lightning Sprites: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sprite_(lightning) - or if the phenomenon is unique to Earth... or is something completely different in Equestria, like a cross between a breezy and a twitter-mite o.O
I just want to note that this isn't quite right. The reason basket-weaving gets joked about is because it's offered as a cultural studies program like other padded courses which has no use outside of being able to say I know this weird thing. So you just paid a lot of money for skill that has no job market or return at all outside of selling over priced hand made's to hipsters. At least a nursing degree or electricians license gives you a marketable job skill you can live off of. It's the go to example of now collages will sell you a piece of toilet paper with your name on it for the right amount of money for all it's worth.
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I'm going to blame this one on autocorrect.
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Hmm, I should have been more careful of the one I saw in my yard that was wandering around during the day that I thought was a cat. He didn't bite me, so it's all good.
Aric was man enough to take her there. And Angela is awesome.
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She wasn't quite close enough to it to cook her electronics, especially since she's got a similar charge to what the cloud does. That's one of the reasons why when she's in the air she's fairly safe from normal lightning strikes (although a positive strike could potentially kill her). As for what it saw, probably just pure white, because the CCD would have no way of coping with that much light all at once. Interestingly, I've seen that once in a video, not of a lightning strike, but a railcar explosion.
Jump to about 1:20 for the big one. IIRC, the film crew was seven miles away when that car exploded.
That's very true. Her flight vest especially, since it's probably synthetic, could melt to her. On the other hand, everything she's got on is soaking wet, which might help mitigate the risk.
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Huh, that's interesting.
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They're pretty awesome, actually. Eat the ticks that carry Lyme disease, for one. And they're mostly immune to snake venom. And they know how to use cell phones.
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I think that possums are cuter than rats. It would be kind of fun (and undoubtedly a really terrible idea) to have a pet opossum.
That's true, and it's also worth starting with a very, very cold coolant. The closer to absolute zero you can get it, the more efficient your engine will be.
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It might, although it would also bring back happy memories of snuggling with pegasi, so mixed feelings maybe?
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They're really nice pillows.
That would be a fun saturday night event for them, wouldn't it?
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I had that happen once with a raccoon in a junkyard. Opened the trunk of a car and there he was, and at the moment I saw him, he looked about the size of a St. Bernard. We just blinked at each other, and I slammed the trunk back shut.
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No, it's called strawberry syrup.
She's not really a 'god.' though. Maybe if Anna had tried to raise it. . . .
Although that might complicate things between her and David (and Aric and David, for that matter).
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Was there unce unce unce music?
At a topless bar? Maybe.
Heh, no promises. Probably no more than 30k per week you're gone.
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I suspect so, and I think that was something that was considered on the ISS. I was just skimming through a forum not that long ago that talked about how the ISS's cooling system worked, but I don't remember all the details of it. Seems like you could get some work out of it, and maybe they do.
I still haven't quite figured out how it works--I'm not all that good at math. I suspect it might actually be magic.
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It's really the teeth that are the biggest giveaway . . . but the tails do look like rat tails.
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I say let it. You'll get a chuckle, I'm sure.
Buy the waffle maker. All the best ponies have them.
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I think that it probably makes as much of a difference how much sleep you get the night before--that is, are you waking up when your body wants to, or when your alarm clock tells you to. But I can say that I like to get up about 20 minutes before I have to be at work, thus maximizing my sleep opportunity.
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I looked, just out of curiousity, and henceforth I will consider this the 'standard.'
LINKY
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Well, I suppose that's one way to interpret it. . . .
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The lightposts are a lot more convenient, and she hasn't accidentally caused a city-wide blackout by zapping a light pole. There are some right by where Mel parks his truck, so she can just hit it on her final approach.
It wasn't Cartoon Hangout, was it? Because while I hate to pick on other author's work, that was bad.
(To quote one of the commentors: "Did you ever read a book or take an English class after third grade?")
Silver Glow does love her runon sentences, but that one turned out a little bit more runon-y than it should have.
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I'm blaming autocorrect.
That's going to be an interesting couple of chapters to write.
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Nothing like hanging out at the topless bar with your friends!
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correction made; thank you!
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Unlikely on Earth for her, since she's not generally allowed to fly above storms. The tornado team, though, probably has seen them. And I think that they'd be pretty much the same in Equestria as they are on Earth.
I do like the idea that in Equestria, a lightning sprite would be some kind of creature.
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See, I always thought of it as being considered something that was easy. And if you're good at it, there is a market for basket-weaving (or making other things out of wicker), although I think it would be more practical to get an apprenticeship than attend college.
Even then, the efficiency isn't great. In general, heat engines can be pretty inefficient. If I remember right, a gas engine is around 30% and I did a (basic) power plant analysis that was 40%
They're variables. Stand ins for numbers. This is one of the limit points for her equestrian notation. Partial derivatives are noted differently than regular ones.
The joy of being tall. When I sit in the back seat of my dad's car my head hits the roof. The front is a bit better.
The basket weaving degree is also used to bash degrees that don't provide marketplace value. Variations are we underwater basket weaving, left handed puppetry, and German polka history. You can pretty much just use some obscure useless thing for the same result.
Hey! Don't knock those of us who got Associates Degrees in coed underwater basket weaving.
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30% sounds about right. They've tweaked it some with all the electronics, but I don't know if they've hit 40% yet. Or if it's even possible, for that matter.
I think it took me until almost the end of the lectures to figure that out.
That's the story of my life, too. Finding a car that I fit comfortably in is always a challenge.
Like a theatre degree, for example.
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Coed nude underwater basketweaving is the way to go.
Thunderstorms are assholes. One dropped a lightning bolt in my back yard. The rain kept it from burning, though.
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I've gotten lucky and mostly missed Zeus' vengeance thus far. Although when I was a kid, a lightning bolt targeted the transformer behind our house, and we were without power for a week.
It's not math without an EVERYTHING test.
Both? Probably both.
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She was seeing the auto-generated closed captioning. It tends to not be very good. Although sometimes quite funny.
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Always over-engineer, like the red lines on the reactor gauges, that is NEVER the "Oh shit it's going to break right now!" moment. They always over engineer things and put in wide safety margins, the 'red line' is just the absolute highest they can be relatively certain it will not break assuming there are no other issues. But still very very bad if you hit cause it means you are fucking something up somewhere.
She's just so adorable when Fog is around and wanting to play in it. Go Pony, go play, be adorable!
Sneaky fog making everything sneaky.
Silly humans always forgetting pegasi knock on windows. Though wouldn't a tap on glass sound WAY different then on the door?
SOOO CUUUTE and new viral internet Silver videos. "Pegasus playing with Fog!" "You won't believe what this special pegasus did on campus!"
Silly ponies, breaking pools by being all pegasus. Though doubt that's the case, not really anything that would do that would break the pool.
Pony playtime beat out pony nom time, but, got play time!
Science is Magic! And Pony is learning that magic. In really odd ways, but slowly learning things.
Bad professor, no write thing up in ways that confuse ponies!
Extra silly pony who really needs to question authority now and then, like thinking the note copyright thing worked that way.
Nooo, pony tummy no feel good... noooo.. Get some pepto and ginger ale. Also Tummy Wubs!
See, told you, Ginger Ale works amazing on stomach aches.
Birdy Pones gotta be Birdy and flap around changing position.
Well ummm, okay then... and every now and then, she pops off something so utterly random and bizarre, you really feel how not-human she is, like trying to work out how to make an equation for graphing her teats...
Smart pony yay! Knowing these things like good smart pone!
Yeah, it more or less is moving stuff around, especially if your stomach ache is caused by gas build up, or something just not sitting right.
D'awww Pony popping half up on the desk to look things over.
Famous Ponies are Famous! But Silver is Internet Famous! Best viral pegasus!
Yay ponyback rides! Smol humans get treats for being so smol and petty!
Well, can't really fault Peggy for double checking with Silver that she's not trying to make a move. She really doens't quite get how Silver sees this stuff, but knows it's nothing like she does, so, gotta make sure before things get even MORE Teen-Drama-yWell, if 'some girls' have issues with Silver being friendly, that's their own damn problem.
But yeah, SIlver's realized that humans make Herds WAAAAAY to complicated to want more then she has.
Yes, underwear would make you WAAAAY to hot, just make it all the more obvious what you got compared to just, leaving it there.
Yeah... very fast pony must have been so distracted, boooo no yucky hay!
Silver, you underestimate how much fun hearing pony tell stories is, even ones you've heard.
Never too tired for assertive Mistress to make her pleasure slave tend to her needs.
Silly bird attack dreams caused by silly Pony girlfriends being silly are silly.
Yay the sunflower wars are back!
Humans just don't really get how much pony not mind them just joining them int he shower. Till the one girl always at the back of the line realizes it and gets to skip the queue.
Just.. again, Silver, stahp... stahp being so ADORABLE I can't take it, such cute wording "Hungry from all the food I hadn't eaten."
Yeah, old school woman's fashion was freaking torture devices.
Well SIlver, we all know what a perfectly rationale, intelligent pony does when there is not enough time to do stuff.
Cute little pony being all happy and cute about holding hot stuff. Take that silly, vulnerable human hands!
More notes for Post-Cuddlequest changes. Make labs more hoof friendly so ponies can have more fun playing mad scientist.
Back to the big war book... Should have just watched the Extra History series on WWI, far quicker, better, and amazing.
So, Silver, if your saddlebags causes that much of an issue with that button, why not just remove that one button?
Better start nomming that hay to get it in it's box.
Yeah, the tornado ponies were kind of getting the VIP treatment, you just got to slide on into that.
Yay! Pony dance time! Let us hope for all their sakes that Princess Twilight has not saw fit to spread her idea of 'dancing' to the masses. (It is a touch call on who's worse at it, Twilight, or Commander Shepard.)
Soooo cuuuuuttteeee looking up for stars just, being cuuuuuttteeeeee
Wow, comparing vulcans to elves.... soooo many nerds would hate you right now if you weren't so cute.
And just, such an amazingly pony response that would utterly baffle human religious people. "Jesus came back from the dead? Well, did ya find the stupid necromancer that caused it and get him to knock it off?"
So caring, not wanting to be rude, even if it's just stopping by your room to drop stuff off.
Wait, was this Into Darkness, or Beyond? If the latter.... dude needs to turn in his Trekkie Card. It's only not worst movie, due to it just being, stupid and more concerned with aping Kahn then being an actual good story. Versus a nearly two hour love letter from Shatner's ego to Shatner, or directed by a guy who was so incompetent and gave so few fucks about Trek and the movie he was making, he couldn't even get the main actor's names right. (Nemesis, and not shitting you, he kept calling Levar Burton 'Lavern')
Hey, if they really didn't want people going in, they wouldn't leave that big hole, right?
Hmmm, well the shake is pretty much the same thing as that ice cream, and still so damn good, but yeah, more things that just won't taste right to a palette not used to processed foods like that.
D'awww sharing earbuds with pony!
Pony Justice! be a jerk, get eaten by a dragon.
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I was at my grandparents house when it got hit. Storm was so bad we had just moved down to the basement when BOOM!. Luckily it didn't do anything major, just hit the very edge, tore a huge chunk out of the overhang and blew out the attic window under it. Also melted a few plastic bags that had been near the window.
Can I bash? Top three worst Pony Fics I've read (at least part of) that weren't bad because of "How do rite Englishes" but just.... bad stories.
Octavia Takes the Bus: Someone's 'Original' fiction of a common everyday, normal setting, with a find/replace for pony terms (Including teenage prostitute ponies). Octavia dealing with her fucked up life, dealing with a wide range of character types, each of them fitting one of three, Idiot, (Octavia) Asshole (her mom), and Idiotic Asshole (her band mates). Iinter-cut with all the 'interesting' encounters she has on the bus. Like Twilight about to scream at Celestia and tell her to fuck off because Tia was about to have a pony executed. Or AJ, lamenting how AB was slowly dying of an incredibly painful stomach disorder. Cancer Patient Lyra. It was at Wing Amputee RD that I said fuck it. (the only none fucked over and horrible canon-ish character to show up was Vinyl, and she just served to deliver a long, dawn out, idiotic Author Filibuster about how evil the record label industry is)
A really stupid 'Around the World in 80 Days' version, that among other things, has Twilight trying fruitlessly to prevent World War One, but with ponies' from starting, blithely leaves one city without even seeming to care Equestrian Citizens had just been murdered by the military in public for trying to prevent a bit of ethnic cleansing. And a major plot point is how a train crash screws over the attempt at making it in the time limit, because for about two or three weeks, she forgot she could fly, and has a dragon with her able to send a "Stranded Diplomat, send ride" message. (Oh and she finally prevents the war by allying with Chryssi who kills a bunch of world leaders/aides and replaces them with changelings to stop it.) But the REAL story, was all about Spike, and how in every stop, he got some 'deep' 'meaningful' lesson lectured to him by the all wise locals. Including Twilight when she laments how wrong it was for her to enslave him like she has for his whole life and make him serve her. (I shit you not...)
Fallout Equestria: Project Horizons: Fuck that piece of grimdark, retcon happy, shit.
Honorable Mention goes to Sunset Shimmer: Student of Magick, which turned out to be a 'World of Darkness' crossover, and I can see why that stuff is mocked for being so overly emo and stupid. Also, going by what got the most focus, it's title should have been Sweetie Belle: Child Abuse Victim and Teenage Mom. Yeah it was baaaad, and yet, that really entertaining, Ed Wood type of bad where you can tell the story is REALLY trying and it's such a spectacular wreck, you can't not keep going to see how much worse it can get.
Shrunk for too much word vomit.
Same, well about ten minutes before I have to leave. Just roll out of bed, toss on some clothes, and get going.
ALL OF THE YES!
Meghan is getting bolder, going for nakey time with pony so long as roommate is asleep.
Pffft, yes Pony must have her boob pillow! Soon, all pones will want one of those as well.
Fashion pone being all fashion and clothes picking outty.
It's a Silver Eagle! Scram!
Eh close enough on the 'big rat' at least far as you need to know. Though I think Fluttershy just winced somewhere.
Pony Clock is very good at telling you wake up time.
Weather Pone being awesome Weather Pone, just, enjoying the raw weather data.
Strawberry Gravy..... so cute.
Hard to peel Oranges #pony Problems.
Silly human copying clean plate pony. Good, follow pony lead!
AKA, Silver learns about the imenant heat death of the universe! Don't worry, I hear there is a bunnycat who can stop it with your help, and will even grant a wish for you and give you all kinds of cool powers!
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Love the homework remark.
She better use the exact words "I've been a bad pony" when telling Lisa about not doing the lab work.
Smart Pony being all SCIENCE! in it's purest form. "Hmmmm, this seems odd, what happens when I do this instead?"
Christine is in rare form today.
Peggy, you know how literal Silver is, and you told her it's fun to see friends have sex. I'm surprised she didn't invite Meghan over to the room ASAP to let you have the fun of watching.
Anna fits right in with this group.
"EVERYTHING!"
Silly Pony making human jokes about obsolete things not jokes anymore.
She knows her Weather Pony can't not be flying when the skies get dark.
Always Remember your towel, Ford Prefect would approve!
Report hat mean cloud! Litterly report "Just had some lighting clip my tail" and see how bad everyone freaks out.
And awesome how her biggest issue with that strike, was it ruining her night vision for a bit.
Yeah, not a lot of food places enjoy having the customers dripping puddles under them.
One Track Pony Mind! Go see topless singing people!
True, strip clubs and topless bars are more fun as a group. (Not necessarily brothels)
Pony is just more use to seeing things from above and going right there, not her fault you silly humans can't do that.
Just take the pony at her word. She's old enough.
Gotta love closed captions... always so accurate.
Down Silver, already scooping out more cute naked chicks. Or just liking the pillows?
Don't praise God, you know she's dragging you here on a weekend at some point.
Pony Nekyness loving is spreading, YAY!
You are a hardcore little storm pony.
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Any sensible designer is going to put the theoretical red line somewhere below the actual redline. Also there are a lot of people (mostly conspiracy theorists) that think that the redline or the never exceed speed is where a machine comes apart . . . it isn’t, but once you get past the safety margins things can get interesting.
I actually got to experience that once in a crappy old S-10! The transmission decided it wanted to downshift to second gear, while I was doing 70 mph. The tach went over 7.000 rpm (I’m not sure what the max it hit was), and the drivetrain wound over so hard that the transfer case hit the cab floor. Nothing broke, though.
Really, by the flight rules she generally has to abide by, she’s got to wait for clouds to come to her.
I know, right?
I wonder how long you’ve gotta have a pegasus roommate before it becomes second nature to answer the window? And yes, it would sound different, but then if Peggy isn’t expecting it and just thinks ‘knock, therefore answer the door.’
If enough pony videos were uploaded on one day, it might melt down some of YouTube’s servers.
I’m no pool expert, but I’d think that the only way that they could break the pool by making rainclouds would be if they sucked out enough water that the pumps ran dry. Or clogged the filters with down feathers, I suppose.
Sometimes you’re just having too much fun to eat.
Science is magic! Twilight approves.
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And yes, Silver Glow is learning that sweet, sweet human science. She’ll be able to science rings around the ponies back home.
Hey, lots of people don’t know how copyrights work. Or trademarks. Or fair use. I watch a lawyer channel (he’s a copyright lawyer, but explains other stuff, too), and there’s still a lot I don’t get.
I wonder what actually works well on a bad stomach on an equine? Oddly enough, I don’t think I looked it up.
That’s how the bird pone do.
You know damn well there’s at least one mathematician who’s done that. Tupper wrote a self-referential formula which graphs itself for certain values of x. Given the formula, it can presumably also graph his dick for certain values of x (well, I say ‘his’; I think Tupper’s a guy, but I don’t know that).
More important for equines than humans, interestingly, due to the weird way their digestive system works.
Silly furniture is built too high for ponies.
Silver is the best viral pegasus. She should have challenged Rainbow to a viral fame battle.
Smol human is best human.
I was kinda lucky that my girlfriend in college wasn’t overly jealous or clingy . . . some weeks, I spent a lot of time in the theatre catwalks with Beth. Enough that some girls might have wondered what was going on. And yeah, given Silver Glow’s track record of not understanding monogamous relationships, it’s probably best to make sure before she gets in a love quadrangle with an overlapping love triangle. Things would just get weird from there.
She was, of course, thinking physically hot, not sexily hot. Although I suppose the two aren’t mutually exclusive.
Things to remember if you’re a pony--always check your haybox for mold.
There are some people who can just tell stories the right way that it doesn’t even matter what it is. Like, I’d pay to listen to Morgan Freeman reading a grocery list.
There is very little that Meghan wouldn’t do for Silver Glow.
Silver Glow is learning the fun of being trolly.
Sunflower wars are best wars. Well, with the exception of hug wars and cuddle wars.
I know, right? Silver Glow wouldn’t be bothered at all; she’d almost certainly offer to help even.
I’m really surprised that women didn’t rise up and start murdering men with corsets or something back in the day.
Which is, of course, why the library has a forbidden section.
While soft, delicate, nimble fingers are often an advantage, there are times where hooves really shine.
Honestly, with a lot of the stuff, and the various ADA requirements, it’s probably reasonably hoof-friendly already. Probably if Silver or her handler put up a big stink about things, they could import some pony lab stuff.
I don’t remember for sure, but that’s how I think I did it for the WWI sections. Between watching two lectures a day and reading the Bible, I didn’t have a lot of time to get really in depth with the WWI stuff.
She doesn’t say, but she presumably takes off her saddlebags once she gets to the lab so they’re not in the way. Plus, she probably thinks that if she takes that one button off, that’s where the chemicals will get her.
Let’s be honest, though, Silver’s as much of a VIP as they are; she just doesn’t realize it.
It is very fortunate for both worlds that Twilight is not Princess of Dancing.
I sometimes do that after I’ve read something about astronomy. Then I remember that you can’t see them in the daytime.
They both live a long time and they both have pointy ears . . . basically, the same thing.
This is why things like Biblical stories don’t always translate well to high fantasy universes.
Polite pony is polite.
It’s Beyond--that’s the one that came out in 2016.
Yeah, that’s a good theory. Of course, in that respect, since Silver Glow can fly, the argument ‘if they didn’t want me to land there they’d have put a fence over the top’ could be used.
I can say for a fact that they’re not exactly the same, just ‘cause I used to work in an ice-cream shop, and the shake machine got a different bag poured into it than the ice cream machine. But they’re pretty similar.
That’s an Apple iPod commercial just waiting to happen.
Exactly! People who are jerks deserve to be eaten by dragons. (and Minotaurs who are jerks deserve to be eaten by a hydra)
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Dude, lightning strikes that close are no joke! I was in the basement, and the whole house shook and it was unbelievably bright through the basement windows. My dad said that he was upstairs reading the newspaper in his rocking chair, and then he was crouched behind the couch and he doesn’t remember how he got there . . . I’d have to assume that was one of those moments where his lizard brain decided to save him and not bother to tell the rest of his brain what it had just done.
Long rant is long.
I think I might have started that Octavia one (might); all the rest I haven’t read . . . and now I probably won’t bother.
I usually like to have enough time to make a pot of coffee. Other than that, yeah. One nice thing about being a mechanic is that I don’t need to be clean when I come into the shop, so no need to bother with a morning shower.
Meghan knows what Silver Glow’s most interested in.
Yes, they will.
And she’s getting decently good at it with standard human clothes.
Those poor deer are likely so confused.
They’re totally not the same. Possums are cool.
Pony clock is best clock.
The funnest part about that is that she can do her own predictions with it (and I suppose see if she’s better at it than the normal weatherpeople or not [probably on Earth, they’d have the edge, ‘cause of years of experience, although if she could do more flying--or even better, had a whole team--it wouldn’t be long before they’d be making local predictions that were as good as or better than human predictions]).
If she were a proper horse, she’d just eat it peel and all.
Christine is a silly pony.
I legit have no idea who that bunnycat is. He looks trustworthy, though.
Professor Brown knows how to put students in their place.
Of course she did. And she probably hung her head and drooped her ears and Lisa instantly forgave her.
Honestly, that is basically how science works. Hell, that’s how some of our diagnostic tests work, too.
She is. Sean’s loving it.
Although Silver Glow’s managed to pick up on some of Peggy’s sarcasm. Some of it. Especially since I’m pretty sure Peggy has previously forbidden sex when she’s in the room.
A little bit weird and a little bit crazy? Yeah, totally.
She’s not wrong, either. Basketweaving is complicated. Especially since back in Ye Olde Days, a lot of times the basketweavers also planted and harvested the willow beds. Heck, I recently watched a video about a guy making a wooden bucket, and that was pretty amazing.
Of course she can’t not be flying. Stormy skies are what she was made for.
If she was on the airplane frequency, they’d probably immediately ask her if she needed to declare an emergency.
That would actually be fun practice for tower controllers. I think that they do do various practice scenarios so they don’t freak out too bad when the st hits the fan.
That’s the good news about being in the air and being at about the same potential as the lightning (plus having inherent resistance to it). Now, if it had been a positive lightning bolt, it might have killed her dead.
I suppose it depends on how cute wet-make Silver Glow is. I bet she’s adorable.
Plus, who’s going to say no to an official stormwatching pegasus while she’s on duty?
Agreed to the first two; never tried the last either alone or in a group.
Yeah, probably asking a pegasus for street directions isn’t a great idea. “Now just go straight across two blocks, and you’ll be there.”
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Little of both, really.
Of course is is. Soon all will embrace it. Well, as long as it’s not too cold.
She is very much a hardcore little storm pony.
Silver Glow should have objected to that point on at least a provisional basis; for all we know they're off in the Pegasus constellation somewhere, but I doubt there's been time to prove it yet.
Oh gods, you are so lucky you aren't a prepubescent girl right now. For the record, that is Kyubey. If you accept that contract (which he only offers to the aforementioned extremely vulnerable demographic), you will inevitable drown in despair and subsequently morph into something so inhuman that it's done in a completely different art style from the rest of the show and each other such monster. Because that's apparently the only solution to entropy in that universe... or that's what Kyubey says, but I strongly suspect that one such monster is destroying civilizations faster than new ones can evolve so his own justification doesn't work. Also, he'll just download himself onto another identical body if you kill him. Won't even hold a grudge over it, possibly because some vestigial part of him realizes he deserves it, but that just takes all the fun out of vengeance.
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Headcanon is that the pony planet is in the pegasus constellation. And some of them can point to it in the sky and say ‘that’s where our home is.’ I can’t remember if Silver Glow is one of those ponies, though.
I stand by my statement that he looks trustworthy. Although now I know I’m wrong. Ah well, might as well go kill some witches or whatever.
This is the image that immediately popped into my head.
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