Quick shooting

Wow. Two days without a post. I know, I know. I am not dead. Just dead tired. I have a pretty long post coming but Working almost 90 hours in the past week and a half has filled my time. In the interim, I have a friend of mine who commissioned a pony picture that uses my pony!!! I will say enjoy

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All my little ponies.

Ah, I love it when people come to know a fandom. It feels good to see someone who has never recognized people who like a show/movie/game and saw, “while I don’t like this ‘thing’, seeing you enjoy it makes me happy” This has now happened with ponies.

http://www.cosmopolitan.com/sex-love/news/a36628/i-went-to-a-brony-con-on-valentines-day-and-fell-in-love/

This is so fantastic, I want to burst. She is so lovable and open-minded that I almost don’t believe her. I want to hug her, give her a pony, and say come back anytime. Seeing the people comment back is amazing as well. I would love to see more posts such as these.

, If you read this, know that I appreciate everything you wrote about. You have my utmost respect.

HUG A PONY LANE!!!

My little Super Bowl.

Despite having a pretty crappy week, I want to focus real quick on something positive. At least, I think its positive.

The Ponies made it to the Super Bowl!

In case you missed it, the main characters in My Little Pony (called the “Mane Six[Get It?]) were shown in an NFL commercial during the Super Bowl!

Like Prime time guys.

PRIME TIME!!!

In case you missed it, Ill post a link here, jump to mark 0:34 to see the blip!

And, as per our M.O. we took to the interwebs and we lost our minds! Over on Reddit, we had a blast posting our pride!

http://www.reddit.com/r/mylittlepony/comments/2ugyaq/please_tell_me_you_just_saw_that_nfl_super_bowl/?limit=500

One gentlecolt by the name of ColdSyrup said it best.

“We have invaded the national audience, nice work gentlemen our mission is accomplished.”

Brohoof my fellow bronies. We are national. We are the herd.

Hug a pony my friends.

Something smells Fishy

For Christmas my daughters got a fish tank. It had the plants, filter, food, whole nine yards. Normally I would be against more pets as pets means death (a natural part of life, which happens and is a great life lesson).

Now I understand that this is a pretty shallow reason for not wanting more pets but think about it with me for a second. I am one man with three other women in the house.

That is a lot of estrogen and emotions to handle.

And so, we went to the pets store (after a week of prep time, filling the tank, water checks all that). Now it comes down to it.

Which fish? What colour? How many?

After the 45 minute discussion of why can’t buy all of the fish and the conversation about how “Daddy, that fish is eating the other dead fish!” goes on, we walk out with a few beginner fish and happy little hearts. The fish are now resting in the new home and will now be tormented by fingers tapping and wide eyed gazes from two curious little people.

Hope this entertains them for a bit.

Hug a pony my friends.

PS No animals were harmed in the writing of this post. The writer however is pulling out his hair over one of the fish who isn’t swimming around enough for little girls.