This started when I read a pony fic that gave Pinky Pie a doug like power over songs (Wise beyond her Years by Pen Stroke chapter 7 http://www.fimfiction.net/story/111005/ ... -lightning). Anyway this fic gives Greased Lightning the ability to repair a car (or a boat in the fic case).

That got me thinking to thinking about a few other sings that I've listened to recently.

2 songs by Cyndi Lauper. Time after Time allows Doug to catch falling people or locate lost people but there need to be multiple people to rescue to satisfy the time after time lyrics.

True Colors. I originally went for the unmask illusions meaning, but I now see it as a type of improve your confidence song - see for yourself the special soul that everyone else sees in you.

Finally 2 songs with the same power - to use the kindness/love in a person's spirit to create a light in the darkness even when all other lights have gone out. Roxette - Love is all (Shine your light on me)
and Katrina & The Waves - Love Shine a Light

Now just hope the links work

edit changed roxette link to one not likely to get nsfw rating, edit 2 and now it appears on screen.

Mark

NASA has posted a report of a drive that may be producing thrust without ejecting a reaction mass. I seen several links, but here is the Popular science link.--------------------http://www.popsci.com/article/technolog ... SOC&dom=fb--------------------
It's not much thrust, but  needing no reaction mass would be an incredible boost to satellites, space station and anything else that needs to do station keeping.
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God Bless 

All right, if this works, then the Yuku Help team figured out a fix to my link problems ... probably.
Edit. Confirmed. I just can't link or post images in IE -- not to mention the system tends to log me out when I try to review my posts in IE -- so I've got to use Chrome.  Well, it's not as if I have much worthwhile to say here, anyway.
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Big Brother is watching you.  And damn, you are so bloody BORING.

EDIT: I decided it would be prudent to add links to the original thread:
First Page: http://drunkardswalkforums.yuku.com/top ... -Suffering
Last Page: http://drunkardswalkforums.yuku.com/top ... ng?page=16

Okay, so to kick of this new thread, what better than another installment of the story at hand? 

A Western writer once said in one of his books, "Godhood is more
than a name. It is a condition of being.... Being a god is the
quality of being able to be yourself to such an extent that your
passions correspond with the forces of the universe, so that
those who look upon you know this without hearing your name
spoken.... One rules through one's ruling passion. Those who
look upon gods then say, without even knowing their names, 'He is
Fire. She is Dance. He is Destruction.'"

So it is with the Sailor Senshi; one cannot be in their presence
and ever hope to deny it. Sailor Mars is Fire, burning passion
and intensity. Sailor Venus is shining Light. Sailor Mercury is
Water in all its forms. Sailor Jupiter is the Storm and the
Lightning. Sailor Uranus is the power of Heaven brought to
Earth. Sailor Neptune is the inexorable force of the Sea.

And Sailor Moon -- Sailor Moon is Love.

-- excerpted from "I Spent A Week With The Sailor Senshi" by
Jitsuha Yoshi, Asahi Shimbun, 22 November 1992

-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

There's a certain core element to Republicanism in this country that seems utterly incapable of accepting the fact that Ireland and England have entered into a friendly political relationship based upon mutual respect, clear communication and rememberance of shared histories.

And so they heckle the President at a joint memorial ceremony

They should've held the ceremony on a signing day.... it'd probably have kept the majority of hecklers away. They're the sort of people who bitch about the State somehow being the illegitimate authority of Ireland while they queue to accept their welfare cheques.... a peculiar Civil War holdover that never quite went away.
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--m(^0^)m-- Wot, no sig?

And he's blonde and British, too, not Keanu Reeves!

-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.

Is there room to cover them in the tech chapter? In particular, is there room to provide GURPS Spaceships information for the Ulysse Merou, the Wanderer, typical Confederation vessels, and/or the one-Meeran scoutship that brought Ambassador ss'Shemmrar to Earth?

The bass line thrummed out of darkness, built in volume ; was strengthened by martial keytar and then by drums. A spotlight stabbed the stage revealing the glittering chain mailed Asada Strangelove tearing off the opening line of Fugue State’s heavy metal transcription of Mars, Bringer of War on her skeletal Gittler guitar. A second guitar took up the slightly discordant wail.  Pinned by a second  spot,  the  greatcoated  Khimera Chang flayed her ’58 Stratocaster in a berserk performance twisting and twining manically about that of Strangelove’s. Then the pyrotechnics cut loose and the remaining band members, revealed in firelight, united the band and ignited the audience.

The guitarists strutted towards center down-stage to enact a sweatily suggestive close-in guitar duel as Suki2, garbed in retro-space-war polymers, enthusiastically pounded her Ludwig-Musser Oyster Black Pearl drum set and Dazzle Ardent, fantastically Teuton  furred,  fervently fingered a feverish fusillade of notes off of a labile pink  Roland AX-Synth Keytar. Six and a  half minutes later, the quartet climaxed in a sultry crescendo that spattered sweat into the front row of an animated audience. Seven and three quarter minutes later, Holst had resolved the members of Fugue State into post orgasmic lethargy. A glowing Strangelove took the Fifties mike, and purred :

 “Who wants Cold War when it can be so very hot!” She languidly pushed stray, damp copper locks out of her ice blue eyes before continuing.

“We’re not yet done with war, troops. Our next transcription, Metal Legion, is our variant of Ottorino Respighi’s slow dance Republican love letter,  Pines of the Appian Way.” She flourished a close fisted Imperial Star Trek salute.

“Praetor,  break camp : Rome awaits!”

Dazzle Ardent, wearing the requisite red crested helm, stepped to the fore, her fingers deftly working out the slow introductory martial cadence of a legion on the move. Next, Suki2, also like helmeted,   brought the extra dimensionality and percussive depth needed to image six thousand legionaries marching in lockstep. The red caped guitarists brandished the brassy notes of triumphant cohorts and the glory of the dawn as as the band took the music to the towards the slow burn retro crescendo of days of yore.  

A glowing Chang musically crowed,  “That’s my  Bolero, babe!” Her bandmates supported her statement enthusiastically with shout-outs of their own. 

****

After a quick shower, change ‘n charge--beer for everyone but Suki2 who was far happier with a Shirley Temple--the band was ready to absorb the main act, Ookla the Mok.  Khimera sang along lustily to Evil I : 

“I’m the man with the evil master evil master plan / Got it all laid out on a evil diagram / Gaze into my evil I....I’m the bad guy! I’m the Bad Guy!” She ended up back on the stage to the delight of the crowd, and the eventual epic, if slightly awkward encore of both bands attempting to meld their frankly dissimilar musical styles into an impromtu Geeky musical medley : fortunately, it was awful enough & energetic enough to successfully cross over the transcendent threshold from painfully unwatchable into magnetically campy. 

****

In the bar, Long Tom’s, after the show, Asada toasted her bandmates with a frosty, luminous blue stein of Witch Head Blue lambic. 

“To being fantastically good & fantastically bad!”

They all drank to that. 

Suki2 exclaimed,  “Jamming’s the bomb!” 

They all drank to that, too.

****

The next morning the worst hangover belonged to Su Su : the Shirley Temple is an evil brew. 

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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows