Alia

I had only one dream ’bout ponies: I saw somethin’ bright, too bright to recognize its shape, and I heard the voice of princess Celestia. She said, “I will meet you on the other side.” Maybe she wanted me to build a portal to Equestria. Any road, I doubt she suggested me to commit suicide.

Why, horse meat. I used to eat it formerly. Can’t even imagine how could anypony ever eat horses?

I have no idea how to celebrate Thanksgiving now, when I don’t eat meat. Can’t even imagine this holiday without a turkey. Any ideas?..

Ah spent this day with my pal in Moscow on brony festival. Actually it was 11/2, but that event was devoted to Halloween anyway. Spent too much money than I should, but at least for one day I could forget ’bout everythin’ and be happy like a little filly.

Thank you! The stitches are almost invisible.

Today I was just like Rarity, tryin’ to sew the badges I’ve got on Nightmare Night to my laptop bag. Haven’t sew anythin’ since I was a child. But I’ve made it! Yeehaw!

Didn’t find there anythin’ but a doll from Equestria Girls. Yeah, I like it too.

Like I was said, I’ve bought some stuff on Nightmare Night in Moscow, and it’s time for photos. The large laminated poster in format A3 with the drawing “Legends of Equestria” by Ziom. The mousepad with reproduction of painting “Novus ordo seclorum” by Australian painter, FoxInShadow. This painting went under the hammer for $120. The mug with Applejack. And this one I’ve bought as a gift for my friend. Princess Mi Amora Cadenza. Who in the hoof is that?! The glass with cutie mark of our true princess. And the bunch of pins and two apple-related badges for my laptop bag.

Since I can’t post more than 10 images per one entry, I’ve divided my entry into two pieces. ========================================================================== And though I didn’t get anythin’, I totally enjoyed its atmosphere. Some plushies with their happy owners. After the auction and a little break it was a cosplay contest. I’m not really into cosplay, so I didn’t pay attention on it. The beautiful’ and witty posters were hanged up everywhere. And, of course, chess tournament! I lose in semi-finale but I’ve got a consolation prize. Meanwhile on the second floor (where was auction) they showed fan videos on quite large screen. In the end of the convent the time had come to big clearance sale. Many traders sold their merchandise with great discounts and sometimes even hung it out for free. So the event has ended. It gave me a lot of fun, nice emotions, memories... and stuff. Unfort, I couldn’t buy everythin’ I wanted and the next convent will be only next spring. For me it may be my first and last convent in Russia, even though it surely wasn’t last such event for me in general. But after all I’m infinitely thankful to its organizers and if I’d made it to next convent, Ah reckon I’ll be there as a participant or sponsor or organizer (or all of them at once.) It just so much to do there for me. So let’s wait and preparin’ for next convent, and don’t forget that, even though the festival has ended, the ponies are eternal.

Several hundreds of bronies gathered in Moscow yesterday on Nightmare Night festival timed to celebrating Halloween. It wasn’t as large as RuBronyCon, but it was the first brony convent I’ve ever visited. And Ah didn’t come back empty-hoofed, I’ve got some beautiful thangs and brought y’all some photos. Here we go! Bronies started to come in more than a hour before opening, it sure was a crowd of ’em. Many of ’em were in cosplay costumes. This youngun literally attacked everyone with cuteness of his Fluffy plush toy. In front of the doors worked the blacksmith; he made the horseshoes and gave ’em to the watchers. I was more interested in his portable forging furnace working on simple propane. The entrance of the hall was adorned by pasteboard figures of Twilight and Rainbow. And, of course, between ’em was this table with traditional Halloween pumpkins. In left of it was placed the large relax-zone where guests could play various games, from computer fighting ’bout ponies to chess or ponified version of monopoly. The coffee and tea were dispensed there for almost free, along with cookies and granny-slappin’ tasty chocolate and apple muffins. There also were several zones where people could draw ponies both on the paper and on computers. And, of course, merchandise. The crafters from all over the country came here to show their own stuff and sell it. It was everythin’- art, key rings, pins, paintings, statuettes, posters, mugs, audio CD’s of Russian rock band “Przewalski’s Ponies.” There were some fanfiction books in Russian, printed by fans specially for Russian brony community. Among them were official books in English- “Diary of the Two Sisters” and “Elements of Harmony.” Ah already have only the first one, so I’ve tried to buy EoH for $25, and then I found I have not enough cash. I decided to find ATM, but they haven’t it in this building (oh, some Russian specific infuriates me.) I went outdoors and when I finally found one and got back to the festival, they sold all the books. Literally in 15 mins! The young sell their art with title- “Buy Art- Feed a Student.” The one of most important parts of this convent surely was auction. Only most unique and amazing pieces of art were selling there. The bids were desperate and the prices were getting dizzy heights! To be continued...

Thanks.

Tomorrow I’m goin’ to Nightmare Night- brony event in Moscow, timed to Halloween. Even though I’m in Kostroma now, I’m going to Moscow for one day just to visit this event, to buy sumethn pony-related and to bring you some photos, of course.

Hello. I reckon y’all’re wondering where have I been for last 3 months. So here I am with some news. I was in Moscow, capital of Russia, our local Canterlot. I worked hard and sometimes I pushed myself to the limit. I worked on TV channel, advertisement firm, and in restaurant beside Red Square. I almost hadn’t days off, that’s why I didn’t write anythin’ in this blog or somewhere else in the web; I just hadn’t enough time for this and, when I got some, I found I couldn’t write due to my writer’s block caused by my despirited mood. Of course, Moscow is a city of great opportunities and money, but as for me it’s unbearable hard to live in such big city, full of concrete, steel, and populated with tons of snobby high-cotton people. I had many scrapes there: some sons of a gun broke a window of my car to steal some things, I was in hospital with pneumonia, I was nearly thrown out of my rented room, I was fired from one of my work due to conflict with my boss, was in car accident. But after all I finally got back to my feet. I sold my car, it was not easy I say, and earned some money. So, I’ve got back to Kostroma again, I’m still in the same summer house, and it’s time for me to make a hard decision- where shall I spend this winter: in Moscow or here, in this dull, depressive, but so lovely region- Kostroma. Afraid to make wrong decision since so many things depend on it. Sadly, all this stuff adversely affected my health. I have diseased legs and back, and now I shouldn’t lift loads or even wear my lovely back pack. It literally means I can’t work physically anymore. During last days of my work I had several times when my feet just temporary failed under me. I remember 3 years ago I carried loads ’bout 25lbs for days and it wasn’t big deal for me, but now... And it’s sad to understand ya’re not the one you used to be, and your youth is flowin’ by, along with your health. I feel like a horse, broken by excessive toil and ignorance of its owner. Maybe it’s time to write my own memoirs...

I wonder, are there any other books like this one, written as a horsy autobio?..

I reckon I shall repost this to my blog. ========================================== While the ponies from the show eat cupcakes and throw parties, life of real horses and ponies ain’t as cheerful and optimistic. And here’s a book ’bout it, written in style of autobiography of a horse, I reckon y’all know this one. Black Beauty by Anna Sewell Its author was bedridden for her entire life due to childhood trauma, and it was her only one and last book. Moreover, she suffered from another disease during her work on this book. I wonder how much strengths and will does it take, to keep writing even in such situation. It took about 7 years and she died soon after this book was finally published. It seems like she was temporary immortal just like me. This is the story of a titled horse named Black Beauty, told by himself. For first he was happy with his first owner, among his friends- mare Ginger, pony Merrylegs, and some people. But several years later he was sold, and then sold again, and again, and again. Some owners treated him well and some ones were bad. He made several friends and lost them all one by one; until, after all the trials, he finally found his last home. The book also brings up the topic of ethical treatment to horses. Perhaps there is no domestic animal as helpful to humans as horses, but people treat them bad more often than dogs or cats. There is still many people who think that dogs and cats are friends while horses are no more than livestock. Since publishing of this book many things have been changed, including humans’ treatment to the horses. But there is still a lot of cruelty and unfairness towards horses so this book doesn’t lose its topicality today. This book is very special to me since the story of this horse is rather similar to mine. Maybe someday I will write ’bout it at greater length. Now I must say, this story was written in XIX century so it’s free to downloading. You can get it on OpenLibrary and even get it to your Kindle there. It also has at least 5 screenings, I think most awesome of them is this one.