TenthSpeedWriter

Some of my own... [Vegeta Impersonator] Work with dry portland cement while your hair is damp. [bROHOOF!] Discover the brony-tude of a fellow member of a fraternal organization. [Not THAT Hot] Drink Sriracha directly from the bottle. [Ain't from 'Round Here] Be scolded by a complete stranger for holding the door open for a lady. [Right Round, Baby] Attempt to hold a revolving door open for a lady. [beating 'Round the Bush] Successfully hold a revolving door open for a lady. [Applejack's a 'Bama Fan] Simultaneously watch a premiere episode of MLP: FiM and an SEC football game. [it's My Special Helmet] Forget that you are wearing a hardhat while attempting to enter a low-ceiling automobile. [i'll Drink to That] Participate in a round of the My Little Pony drinking game. [immediate Regrets] Survive a round of the My Little Pony drinking game. And a couple that the community as a whole can relate to: [Coming out of the Stable] Successfully explain your hobby to a family member. [Not a Horse ****er, Dad.] Unsuccessfully explain your hobby to a family member. [uNSHORN FETLOCKS!] Make a clever, well executed, and completely under-appreciated MLP reference. [but. She's. Not. PINK.] Engage an argument related to My Little Pony while in public. [Welcome to the Herd.] Witness the conversion of a new fellow Brony. [Grimdark is Tasty] Enjoy a rainbow-swirl cupcake. [We'll Have to Improvise] Make a batch of baked bads.

Is it Brad Dourif?

This thread.. bahahahahaaaawwww why this thread. T_T

Shivering pine cones In a mat of moldered straw Keening the late months

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sGafrzq-LgY&NR=1 This. I can't look at this and be in a bad mood. It's like watching Fluttershy say or do anything and being in a bad mood.

http://browse.deviantart.com/?q=Crimson%20tide&order=9&offset=24#/d497ft2 Something relevant!

Alrightey... there's a little more detail there. I'm gonna leave it up as WIP for a bit and ask for some proofing from y'all, but if nobody has any issue, I'll likely make this a final draft.

Also consider the immense air resistance of even a relatively stiff, fully inflated balloon.

Pro: Stubbing your toe has never been so risk-free. Con: Just wait 'till arthritis sets in. The ability to summon flying monkeys with a snap of your fingers.

Updated: Now with 20% more background plot.

Pro: Nobody's going to get in your face again. Con: Making out is a little... awkward. Eyes in the back of your head.

Sweaters: Kinda like wearing a hug.

So... the #CanterlotCentral IRC channel has informed me that I am, in fact the Element of Mathematics. I mean, come on, y'all. Calculating partial derivatives of multi-variable three-dimensional vectors isn't exactly rocket science....

Me, I am a shameless sock man.

My friends. TODAY. The Arkansas Razorbacks shall be most RIGHTEOUSLY WHOOPED in the GLORIOUS field of Bryant-Denny Stadium. Can ah get ah ROLL TIDE? On a related note, the UA quad today smells deliciously of pork BBQ.

I say, go for it. Whatever you do though, you have to go in with confidence. No matter where you go in life, there are going to be half-witted people who love to take issue with the things other people enjoy, just so they have something to funnel their pitifully abundant negative thoughts into. In short,

My instinctive response when a friend of mine first asked me was: Iron Maiden - Wicker Man Although, having thought about it a bit, I might just go with: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qoa5AL6VFk0 The Decemberists - This Is Why We Fight

You and three of your best friends are fighting your way through the zombie uprising. You find yourself cornered on the roof of a hospital. There is a chopper that could lift you to safety; but, there is only enough room left for three of you. You each draw straws, and yours is the short one. The zombies are beating down the door to the rooftop. As you prepare to charge forward toward death or glory against the undead menace, a thought occurs to you. You pull out your iPod. What song do you put on?

I'm working on a longer background section at the minute. Hopefully it'll fill in the holes that exist now.

I realize that furry artist drama is a stereotype, but I swear there are some folks that go out of their way to live up to it. >>; Anyone who ragequits an online community because the admins jokingly change the banner, probably doesn't have the social and emotional maturity to handle community interaction in the first place. (That, or possibly an air of pretension so concentrated it may actually be flammable.)

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:cool: The Bear smiles on this day.

Y'all, it is Saturday. It is Saturday the 17th. That means that two specific things: One. Season two begins. Two. The Alabama Crimson Tide will be DOMINATING the hapless football* team of the University of North Texas this evening at five thirty central time. As you can plainly see, I am quite prepared for both of these things. *That's hand egg, to all y'all outside of the states.

Oh, so jelly.

I don't usually turn to outbursts on the interwebs to let off steam, but I feel like there some crud I need to get off of my chest. <vent> I can't stand being compared to my uncle. I look up to and admire him, but I feel like certain people are expecting of all his success from me as well. He's a civil engineer -- the same field I'm studying now -- and is the star of the family. It's for good reason, too: he's among the most respected in his field, and on the verge of going from second in charge of his company to owning his own firm. I originally wanted to be a Civ E major just so I could follow in his footsteps, but as encouraging as he himself is, there are certain people in my family who love to remind me that I'm still standing in his shadow. I posted on Facebook today, worrying over my score in an engineering class, Mechanics of Materials, that I had to retake last semester. It's not for lack of understanding the material, mind you, but because my problem solving style is still developing; I'm still too sloppy, and truthfully, it's more practice than study now. Regardless, it's something that I'm struggling with, and all the pride and effort that go with it make it more than a little stressful. Anyway. My aunt commented on my post: a full page on how her husband passed the same class with an A+, and made the dean's list so many times, and all while working a full time job, and starting a family, and even then still finished with a master's in just five years, and so on, and so on... I know it's pointless to let it bother me. Even if by chance I did one day surpass everything he's done in his career, she wouldn't be anything but resentful of me for it; still... being held to the standards of your idol is just... more frustrating than most things I can imagine. I know the rest of the family isn't expecting all of that from me, but I know they feel at least partially the same way. Hearing her talk that way... it almost makes me feel like I'm letting them down as well. </vent>