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Also, he's not stupid. If you know someone is gonna shoot you, you don't sit there like an idiot and wait politely for them to go first.

Now THAT is a Tenth Doctor coat! ... I got nothin'. Except that if she thinks Vin is insane, I'd hate to see what she thinks of Wayne... Missouri has beat this to death itself. Cities in Missouri: Mexico, Paris, Cuba, Vienna, New London, Versailles (don't ask how it's pronounced, the answer will make you cry), New Madrid. We have a Texas county whose county seat is Houston. And that's just what I can think of off the top of my head. And I grew up in Memphis, MO in Scotland County, about 20 miles down the road from Lancaster. ETA: Venture, Please tell me that your teacher was joking about the double/triple homework. Because if she isn't, I am gonna make someone bleed.

Well, it wouldn't be the first time I've disagreed with Lucas on his own creation. "Balance" would suggest that the Light and Dark sides should hold equal weight. So Vader had to wipe out the Jedi before killing the Emperor in order to balance things. Also, Han shot first!

I regularly get pegged as 5-10 years younger than I am. It was annoying as heck back when I was in my 20's and people kept assuming I was in high school, but now that I'm creeping towards 40 it's quite nice.

It should be pretty easy to resize in Photoshop. I could do it pretty quickly, if someone decides what pixel dimensions they want it to end up as. EDIT: Here's a version that's 90 pixels high, 10 pixels smaller than the maximum height:

So, our downstairs bathroom is right next to the laundry room. Problem is, they're crammed into a smallish space, and the bifold doors of the laundry nook interfere with the bathroom door such that you cannot close or open the bathroom door if the left laundry door is open. We're doing laundry. I needed to go to the bathroom, so I went in. My husband came to switch laundry while I was in there. ...you see where this is going. About two minutes and a lot of hollering and thumping the doors later, I am freed. That man is lucky that I love him. See, you just need to work on their aesthetic. Say, get the family photo taken in front of an antique locomotive garbed in steampunk gear. Now THAT is a family photo.

Ayup. Puts Yoda trying to refuse to admit him into training into an entirely new light, doesn't it?

Poor Obi-Wan. He never really understood what the Council suspected - yes, Anakin was the Chosen One. What was he chosen to do? Bring "balance" to the Force. Guess which side was overpowered and thus unbalancing things? Yep. The Light side. So as Darth Vader, he tracked down and killed most of the Jedi Order. Eventually he killed Obi-Wan, and ultimately turned on the Emperor and killed him, too. He wiped the entire slate clean of every Force-user that was alive at the time of his birth. Yeah, he brought balance to the Force, alright.

The best thing to do is check your local paper. Whenever I get the urge to go poking around, I log onto the KC Star's website and look to see what's advertising for that weekend. Every so often, I just get a "push" to go looking for things. Invariably, every time that happens, I find something cool and Egyptian. I've found some really cool stuff at garage sales, estate sales, and even flea markets.

In my experience, most garage sales kick off on Fridays, making that the best day to get the primo stuff. (Dunno if you work Fridays, too, or not.)

I, too, am a Slytherclaw. This is part of what led to Twi and I deciding that we were personality-sisters. Garage sales. But you've got to get to them early, because the good furniture pieces always go quickly.

I think it's safe to assume that storing health does indeed weaken your immune system. Every bug flying around immediately starts invading. And taking antibiotics for a bacterial infection is all good and well, but that would do absolutely nothing for viral infections. What you're suggesting sounds like a recipe for fast-cooked superbugs. We don't know enough about the limits of gold to know whether tapping can, say, provide a cure for bubonic plague. I think a project like that would be a lot safer when using a Compounder rather than a regular Bloodmaker. What if it's not enough and you run out of stored health before you kick the bug?

No Tumblr for me. Down that road lies terrible, terrible things. I did make a tiny paper airplane. It's off-balance, though, and flies five inches before going into a tailspin and crashing.

Update on work: I got a chunk of the training documents I needed to edit. (Yay!) I did almost all of them. (Yay!) The last one needs collaboration with another teammate to do. I have run out of things and have another hour of work. (Boo!) And I still can't really start working on creating the training documents we don't have because I still haven't received everything yet. (Boo!) So...I'm back to pondering making tiny paper airplanes out of my scratch paper pile.

It almost certainly won't be, but sometimes it gives you the seeds of ideas on which directions to speculate. Heh, cadmium savants. I don't know about everyone being dead, but they likely don't see you very often, and thus you don't have much connection to them. (I have a side character who tends to disappear for months-to-years at a time because he wanders off and hangs around in a cadmium bubble to "keep the whispers away". Nobody can understand why he does this, and everyone pretty much thinks he's nuts.)

I need to check the MAG supplements when I get home. I don't remember what it says about gold savants, but I think even they were saying something like, "Yeah, nobody's been crazy and/or stupid enough to find out what it does."

That moment in the workday where you stare at an empty inbox with nothing to do. You know perfectly well that you've got a big project you need to do, but you haven't been sent the documents that you need to go over, so you just sit there and wait. And wait. Resisting the urge to start flinging my flying toys around the cube farm aisles.

I kind of think that being a gold savant would lead to some form of Dissociative Identity Disorder. Being that much in touch with your alternate selves could cause you to start manifesting them as alternate personalities.

Admittedly, I'm really just throwing ideas at the wall and seeing what sticks at this point. Maybe I'll get lucky and something will land close to the ears of the rabbit that Brandon is preparing to pull out of his hat. I do think that Wax's sister is going to figure into things in an unexpected way. (It might be that she was the one who knew about Marasi's parentage; she's of the right social status to be privy to those sorts of secrets. "Oh, Steris is on the list? Add Marasi Colms, too; she's her half-sister.") Wax seems to be assuming that she's a captive, but we don't know that's true. She's the central piece in an entirely unseen section of the puzzle.

Everything's up to date in Kansas City...

What if they researched the genealogies from the other direction? Instead of researching every noblewoman in every family in Elendel, they instead started from Spook and went down? If there are sufficient records to trace backwards, there should certainly be ones that trace forwards. That makes the research piece a much smaller job.

Every time that thing gets brought up, I'm all like:

I'm the one who got that WoB firsthand, and I know that WeiryWriter stashed it somewhere on the page, but not sure where. He also said that uninvested metals will go before the invested ones - charged metal (Feruchemically or Hemalurgically) will take longer to burn off than normal metal. Whether that applies to Duralumin, though, is up in the air, as I was specifically asking about Chromium.

The location of the Final Empire is a common misconception - magnetic North is at Kredik Shaw because of the the location of the Well. But they are not anywhere near the geographical north pole. If they were, they'd have a badly skewed day/night cycle and extreme weather during the seasons. The ashmounts were raised specifically to make the latitude habitable, so it's quite possible that the Southern Scadrians were surviving at the south pole without frying.

Beats the heck out of me. The best I've ever done is the time when the Post Office accidentally delivered my copy of the 6th Harry Potter book a day early.