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Possibly. Or at least, she's the most likely of the Mane Six to do it if the stallion treats her well and isn't a jerk like Prince Blueblood. Still I think that even if Rarity did marry for money or convenience, she would never stop designing and managing for herself. She loves to be popular, but she's pretty free-spirited as well.

Every other day. And on the days I don't shower, I use deodorant. I don't like it much, so I try to get it over with in 20 minutes or so.

Usually the equivalent of several cans a day. I've loved pop since I was a kid, and I work at a restaurant so it's hard to resist free pop! I like Crush Grape, Coke, Sprite, Mello Yello, Mr. Pibb, and many kinds of root beer.

You gotta love this fan club! Much like the beauty and excellence of Rarity, it just keeps on going.

That would be it for me. I had (and still have) a laundry list of complaints about just Twilight becoming an alicorn. Making the rest of her friends alicorns as well would turn me off of the show entirely. Lauren Faust's message has been compromised enough. Seasons 1-3 (until finale): "We're six ponies (people) just like you, who are forging our own paths in life and learning the magic of friendship!" Seasons 4 & 5 (until finale): "We're five ponies just like you and one demigod, who are still learning the magic of friendship but not really forging our own paths in life. Destiny, yo." Season 6 with an alicorned Mane 6: "We're six demigods, elevated above you mere mortals by inescapable destiny! Oh, and, uh...something about friendship!"

How exited am I? Heck, I never entered. JK. They can do as many EQG movies as they want, I still won't be interested in that spinoff. But other bronies are and that's fine; I'm happy for them.

Agreed. And that cable is slowly dying, and that Discovery Family isn't marketing the show. I'm surprised ratings are still that good, TBH. In any case, the numbers aren't all that important because they can't measure Internet viewing. If there were some way to include that, I'm sure it would show that viewership is as strong as ever. And let's not forget that five or six seasons is as long as most shows can possibly maintain their original quality, so if the falling ratings ensure that Season 6 and a movie is the last of G4, that's just as well IMO. I don't need the show to go on forever. Knowing that our fandom doubled the lifetime of the program and made it bigger than it would've been otherwise...that would be enough for me!

I'm very disconnected from today's entertainment scene, so I never knew about this movie until I checked on Tim Brayton's site and read his great review. But it wasn't the critical reception that made me check this out, it was the concept. One person's distinct emotions being depicted as characters, living in the complex world of her mind? And in a "family-friendly" summer movie? Now that's ambitious. I wanted to see if Pixar could pull it off, so I walked into a theater today for the first time in years to find out. I was blown away. Inside Out is an incredible film that has not only returned Pixar to creative prominence, but has the potential to change how people think about their own feelings and those of others. It absolutely should not be missed. I will be looking into that merchandise as well.

Completely, absolutely, dead wrong. A person killed nine other people in that church. He did it because he was a hateful bigot who chose to destroy others' lives rather than make something of his own. The Confederate flag, like any other flag, like any other symbol, is subjective. It represents different ideas to different people. Far more wrongs have been committed, and more innocent blood shed, under the flag of a united America than that of a rebel faction that existed for four years. And yet, no one is saying we should ban the current American flag because of the South Carolina shooting and the hate it represents. Why? Simple. Because the Confederate flag is an easy target. Some people simply pin all the disgraces and abuses of slavery and its legacy on that one symbol because it's easier to comprehend...and easier to destroy. They can't simply get rid of the ingrained potential for primal hatred in the still-evolving human mind, so they conjure up a scapegoat. I can see politicians and social justice warriors everywhere trampling each other to jump on that bandwagon: "let's just ban the Confederate flag!" Politicians love it because it can be done within an electoral term (as long as they can sidestep that pesky First Amendment), and people who still believe everything they were told in community college love it because they don't know any better. But we all should know better. It's no solution at all. It's a band-aid. The flag isn't the real problem and it never was. Americans will never learn from our tragedies if we don't face them. And to do that, we must stop falling for politically correct charades and grapple with what's beneath the surface instead.

A new favorite doesn't have to replace an old favorite. You could just add the new favorite to all your previous favorites, building an ever-growing pile of favorites, unless having a "top ten favorites" list of your favorite things is a favorite activity of yours. My favorites so far from Season 5 are The Cutie Map and Bloom and Gloom.

I don't think you understand what it is to have serious social anxiety, and you don't seem interested in reading about it either. Never mind.

I't not that simple for all of us, unfortunately. I've been working for 14 years (I'm 29) and I still haven't learned. I have had social anxiety for a long time, and it has gotten worse, not better. It was hard enough in school where nothing I said ever seemed to be the right thing, unless I was telling a joke. That usually worked, so I became a class clown for a while but then I got tired of it and just tried not to speak much at all. Now it drains the life out of me just to make small talk, and a negative encounter with someone else ruins my entire day. I hate talking to people in person, especially strangers. When I lived alone, a phone call or a knock on the door would actually frighten me. Other people can communicate on a much higher level than me; they can "recognize social cues" and "anticipate needs" and all this other unspoken stuff that I've never understood in the least. I just don't have those abilities. All of my talents manifest themselves inward. Most of who I really am is hidden from the rest of the world, and that's how I like it. I don't trust the rest of the world much anyway. People do not just grow out of social anxiety, and anyone who has had a serious case would know better than to say that. Breaking the ice, making small talk, and maintaining eye contact are all very difficult things. Real social anxiety is not simply being nervous. It's about having no idea what to say, no idea how to say it, no real desire to say it--and even if you're lucky and your meaning gets across, you take little pleasure in it. I can communicate online and sometimes do all right at public speaking, because those are structured events, things I can prepare for. If I make a mistake or am unsatisfied with my original message, I can go back and change it. Interpersonal, face-to-face encounters are a totally different story.

I love all the ponies on this show. I admire Rainbow Dash's bravery and confidence, Rarity's enterprise and generosity, Pinkie Pie's love of life, Twilight Sparkle's intelligence, and Fluttershy's deep understanding of the world around her. But the one I admire most of all, the one I could count on most of all if she were real, the one I think of in my darkest moments, is Applejack. The family pony, the hard worker, the truth machine. I can almost hear her telling me: "A change would do ya good, sugarcube." And she's right. "I think that place is really hurting your soul," the doctor tells me. I always wondered what that feeling was. The way my stomach aches and clenches from stress as I get ready to go to my job. That resigned sense of dread as I enter the dingy lobby. The mixture of pity and disappointment I feel for every sucker who walks in during my shift. The sheer exhaustion that sets in halfway through, no matter how much sleep I got beforehand. And finally, the weight that lifts from my shoulders when my shift is over. My mother tells me I'm too sensitive. She doesn't have to work there, and she certainly would never stay there. Why does anyone stay here? I always think to myself as the meaningless hours creep by. When will they finally shut this place down? ============================= There are ghosts here. I can feel them. Not the ghosts of people, although some have died in this building. I sense the ghosts of things, emotions. The muted crunch of tires on gravel from suspicious cars coming through the parking lot. The nervous rustle of cash handed over by cheating husbands. The shadows of people gesturing angrily, arguing about nothing outside their doors. Echoes of their betrayal, apathy, and disregard for their fellow man resonate within me. Before I started working here, a man went crazy in one of our rooms. In the middle of a party he was throwing, he pulled a gun and held all his guests hostage. Then as they all had to watch, he forced himself on underage girls who had done nothing wrong except to be there. He went to jail, but he deserved worse. That night was the death knell of this business; we just haven't accepted it yet. These are the things that haunt me when I come to the job. I can't make them go away, and maybe I don't want to. Maybe part of us takes some morbid comfort in watching a system slowly break down and destabilize around us. But entropy as an entertainment form has its limits, and I have reached mine. This hotel is finished. It deserves to be finished. ============================= Like so many others all over the country, this place is falling apart because nobody cares. Not its former corporate owners who let it fall into decay and disrepute over 34 years. Not its new owners who won't pay a cent to renovate the outdated, smelly rooms. Not the GM who has given up. Not the other employees, one of whom is running sleazy side businesses out of the lobby. And not the guests. I think they're the ones who depress me most of all. From what I can see, many of them live in a troubled, disorganized, apathetic state--just like the business itself. Maybe that's what draws them here. They come and they linger and they go, not caring what they leave behind. But I do. It's all around me. I couldn't ignore it if I wanted to. They deserve better than this place, I might think in sympathy. Or this place deserves better than them, I might think in outrage. But maybe these people and this hotel deserve each other. I know at least one person who does deserve better, and it's the guy in the mirror. That's why I'm leaving. After two years of wading through others' accumulated misery, I will be starting a new job. To paraphrase Hunter S. Thompson: when that day comes, I will flee this hotel forever, like a rat from a burning ship. A change will do me good, indeed.

Oh, my mistake. I guess this is the first proper remake then. So based on what you saw at E3...if you could only pick up 3 of those upcoming titles, which 3 would you choose?

I think it's the second. They remade it in '05 for the PS3, didn't they?

They're remaking FFVII again? =_=

Exactly. That's what separates this from previous episodes. 'Slice of Life' is the culmination of a subtle change in direction that's been going on since around Season 3, from targeting little girls to recognizing teens and adults as well. It's one big shout-out from M.A. Larson to the bronies, maybe even a "thank you" for making the show as popular and long-lived as it is, and that's a groundbreaking moment no matter how you look at it. They wouldn't even have thought of doing something like this in the early seasons, and now that it's been done I think many of us will look back on it as a milestone, especially if they do more episodes like it in the future. The question I've been asking myself for the last few years and especially now is, how do I feel about this change? Is the difference important to me, and did I actually enjoy MLP more when it was just "a show for little girls and a few marginal types with self-image issues"?

You don't understand what I'm saying at all.

Yes, I do find the ponies attractive. That's not the reason I watch the show, but it sure doesn't hurt. I don't think there's anything wrong with it either.

My feelings on 'Slice of Life'... It's a hell of a ride. There's so much to take in it's almost overwhelming. Every minute brought something else I never thought I'd see in canon: On the other hand, this is way more than a simple slice-of-life thing featuring the side characters; it's a 25-minute brohoof from the studio to the teen and adult fandom. I think it's safe to say this is the first episode of MLP that was created solely for the bronies from beginning to end, and they can't go back from that. It confirms once and for all that the show has changed. It will never be what it used to be. What that means and whether it's important to you is for each of us to decide individually.

Dammit. He went too soon. -_- I know that sounds crazy. He was 93 after all, and had such an amazing lifetime and career...but he always left you wanting more. And after all that, it seemed like he'd earned the right to live forever. I'll miss him.