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This week, Andy and his son annoy his wife, Noah helps a lady in a car crash, and Tim gets annoyed and the other two LOVE it. [CONTENT WARNING] TANcast features mature language and immature hosts but is NOT a representation of the stand up act of Tim Babb. Listener discretion is advised. Get official TANcast T-shirts, mugs, hats and more in the official TANstore: http://www.zazzle.com/tancast No TANlaughs this week Send your jokes and/or e-mails to all of us at: YourMom(at)TANcast.com ***SHOW LINKS*** New Cat Breed Discovered https://www.chewy.com/education/cat/general/behavior-breeds-meet-the-werewolf-cat-all-about-the-lykoi-breed Finger Video https://www.reddit.com/r/interestingasfuck/s/LcGjJqafCI Key & Peele – Insult Comic https://youtu.be/RlTbJZ64sVM?si=SswC4e7GHh87rvoEThe post TANcast 772 – Another Little Pearl In My Annoyed Tim Pearl Box first appeared on TANcast.

OnX Backcountry: Use code "TREK70" for 70% off at onxmaps.com LMNT: Get a free sample pack with any order at drinklmnt.com/trek. Segments Trail Goss Episode 3 Trek Propaganda:  I Hiked 27.5 Miles Every Day for a Year: Here's Everything I Did To Thru-Hike Faster by Peg Leg Day 154 – This is Where I Leave You by Brock "Dubs" Miller Apply to be a Trek social media intern QOTD: What is the worst thing you've ever smelled? Triple Crown of the most annoyed professions Mail Bag 5 Star Review [divider] Check out our sound guy @my_boy_pauly/ and his coffee. Sign up for the Trek's newsletter Leave us a voicemail! Subscribe to this podcast on iTunes (and please leave us a review)!  Find us on Spotify, Stitcher, and Google Play. Support us on Patreon to get bonus content. Advertise on Backpacker Radio Follow The Trek, Chaunce, Badger, and Trail Correspondents on Instagram. Follow Backpacker Radio, The Trek and Chaunce on YouTube. Follow Backpacker Radio on Tik Tok.  Our theme song is Walking Slow by Animal Years. A super big thank you to our Bob Peoples Award winner(s) from Patreon: Alex and Misty with NavigatorsCrafting, Alex Go Bills, Austen McDaniel, Bill Jensen, Bret Mullins aka TakeOff, Bryan Alsop, Carl Lobstah Houde, Christopher Marshburn, Coach from Marion Outdoors, Eric Casper, Erik Hofmann, Ethan Harwell, Gillian Daniels, Greg Knight, Greg Martin, Griffin Haywood, Hailey Buckingham, Jackson Storm, JaredNotFromSubway, Jason Kiser, Jason "I Miss Chaunce" Snailer, Luke Netjes, Matty in AZ, Nathan, Patrick Cianciolo, Randy Sutherland, Rebecca Brave, Rural Juror, Sawyer Products, Thirteen Adventures, Timothy Hahn, Tracy 'Trigger' Fawns A big thank you to our Cinnamon Connection Champions from Patreon: Bells, Benjy Lowry, Bonnie Ack, Brett Vandiver, Chris Pyle, David Neal, Dcnerdlet, Denise Krekeler, Jack Greene, Jacob Cheely, Jeanie, Jeanne Latshaw, Lucas Hamilton, Merle Watkins, Peter, Ruth S, Salt Stain, and Tyler Powers.

Tonight on The Huddle, Thomas Scrimgeour from the Maxim Institute and artist and local Government politician Oscar Kightley joined in on a discussion about the following issues of the day - and more! Local Government Minister Simon Watts sparked some outrage today when he announced amalgamation plans for local councils would be put on hold - after the councils were given a three-month deadline to get these done. Are local councils right to be annoyed about this, given the costs? Fonterra's former CEO, Miles Hurrell, got paid $8.16 million in his final year in the role. Is this fair, given the nature of the job? Winston Peters has pledged to cut down the tax rate for small and medium-sized businesses to boost productivity. Do we think this is a good idea - or will this get scrapped in coalition talks? Is there really enough money to fund Labour's plans for schools, hospitals and social housing? LISTEN ABOVESee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Will Compton commented on Caleb Williams being carted off for a hamstring injury and it's a bit much. We heard from Aaron Glenn on the defense and how it could have been better. The Cowboys beat the Commanders and Jayden Daniels left with an ugly elbow injury. We heard from Mike Vrabel and reporters were still asking about the lack of offense. Aaron Rodgers seemed to take a shot at the coaches after the game. The turf in Tennessee was 157 degrees and was melting cleats.

Keith and Chad take a deep dive into the adaptation of Stephen King's CLASSIC novel, CUJO!!. NO B.S., That book was awesome and you should READ IT!! Let's find out if they 'dug' the 'ruff' time this doggy was having or did they have a 'bone' to pick with it...shall we?!

Nick and Suse find booking under their surnames quite difficult with the additional characters that feature. This isn't the first time this year we've had "Last Name Chat" and it probably won't be the last. "Her father was a sheep farmer from Toowoomba" - Luttsy Love what you hear? Listen live on the Nova Player, message us anytime via our text line on +61 457 61 1069 and follow us on Facebook, Instagram & TikTok.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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On this episode of Bulture podcast:Mikey give his break down on Lioness Peacock is done with M.I.A. The revenge drama has been canceled after just one season.Is it FREE LIL DURK or nah?Mojo Brooks Netflix Special Debut on October 6th.Jemele Hill asks Colin Kaepernick his thoughts on Jay Z's freestyle.Papoose takes more shots at Remy Ma on ‘Jezebel,' claims she resented praise he received as a husband & says he still gives her money.Remy Ma teases ‘Why I Get Married' song following alleged lack of resolution in divorce hearing with Papoose.Remy Ma reveals upcoming divorce court date and challenges Papoose to PROVE his love for Claressa Shields.Mom who went viral for daughter's massive $27,000 “Philly princess prom castle” sentenced over $535,000 PPP fraud case.Quavo reveals Drake used his & Takeoff's archived ad-libs on ‘Shabang' & says Migos always got equal splits.Quavo reveals a new Migos album is coming soon.Peacock is done with M.I.A. The revenge drama has been canceled after just one season.Ms. Rachel's shoutout helped a Black-owned bakery generate enough sales in just 24 hours to cover an entire month's $3,650 rent.Tyler Perry's “Why Did I Get Married Again” receives mixed reviews online.Jhené Aiko confirms her "Can't turn a h*e into a husband" lyrics on her new song are not about Big Sean.CamNewton says he's trying to repair his relationship with black women.NFL star Aaron Rodgers claims he proposed to his ex-fiancée, Shailene Woodley, and she accepted the ring but asked to “sleep with another guy” before getting married.BloodHound Q50 was allegedly ambushed by 6 masked sh*ters, 4 dressed in all black — as 2,000 sh*ts were reportedly fired. His mom speaks out following her son's death, warning those who “feared” him, “now you gone have to fear his mother.”Security camera video of the BloodHound Q50 ambush has been released, showing six gunmen opening fire.Meek Mill says he would become a streamer just to get rid of Akademiks and overshadow his views.A Los Angeles jury just found Lil Durk not guilty on all charges in his m -for-hire trial, but he's not a free man yet. LilDurk will remain in custody pending the outcome of his upcoming RICO trial. Young Thug says Brian Steele “does whatever I say” after taking credit for sending Brian to defend Lil Durk.Kodak Black's lawyer says he doesn't think Lil Durk's remaining case will even make it to trial following today's not guilty verdict.Brian Steel goes 3 for 3 after helping Lil Durk, Young Thug and Diddy avoid the most serious charges they faced.EST Gee reflects on the 7-year anniversary of when he almost lost his life after being shot 5 times with his new album, “Bigger Than the Devil.”Rapper Big30 calls out his friends and family for asking him for money while he's fighting his case with Pooh Shiesty.23-year-old Ben Shelton is the first Black American man to reach a US Open final since Arthur Ashe in 1972 and the first Black American man to reach any major final since the 1996 Wimbledon.The Black juror in the Lindsay Clancy trial becoming the villain and being put on trial by the media for his vote causing a mistrial is so on brand for this country.DaBaby's new Chicken & Waffles restaurant sparks price debate over $45 waffle, $40 lobster tail & $6 bottled water.The Department of Justice has launched an investigation into the Clippers over allegations that the team helped Kawhi Leonard get around the NBA salary cap.D'Angelo & Angie Stone's son Swayo Twain cast to play the Notorious B.I.G. in Snoop Dogg biopic.DDG details uncomfortable Sanaa Lathan encounter, says she nodded, took their picture & immediately turned around and didn't acknowledge him.

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Basically how the doctors and coaches cleared him to play and he was still considering not playing.

Our heroes interrogate the Three Assholes and learn they have rich interior lives. And other, weirder, interior things. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Andy Cohen is angry with Vicki Gunvalson for many reasons but fans seem even angrier. Dorit rejects Kyle again. Diana Jenkins deletes her instagram amidst backlash following Hayden Panettiere's death.  More facts emerge about Kim Zolciak's son KJ's alleged sexual assault as Alexia's son Peter weighs in. Lisa Rinna does not give one fu*k. Amanda Batula turns into Kyle Cooke. Teddi talks more about her new man. Melissa Gorga refuses to do one specific thing. Last, but not least, Jersey Shore prepares to return. @behindvelvetrope @davidyontef BONUS & AD FREE EPISODES Available at - www.patreon.com/behindthevelvetrope  BROUGHT TO YOU BY: PROGRESSIVE - www.progressive.com (Visit Progressive.com To See If You Could Save On Car Insurance)  WAYFAIR - wayfair.com (Join Wayfair Rewards Today To Get 5% Back On Every Purchase & Start Saving On Your Next Home Upgrade)  POM - pomwonderful.com (Check Out POM Wonderful Antioxidant Super Teas)  INDEED - indeed.com/PODCAST (Seventy Five Dollar $75 Sponsored Job Credit To Get Your Job The Premium Status It Deserves)  MOOD - www.mood.com/velvet (20% Off With Code Velvet on Federally Legal THC Shipped Right To Your Door)  LOLA BLANKETS - lolablankets.com (Use Code VELVET To Get 40% Off The Most Comfortable Blankets Ever!)  SMILESET - smileset.com/velvet (Get 35% Off The Smile Of Your Dreams) ADVERTISING INQUIRIES - Please contact David@advertising-execs.com MERCH Available at - https://www.teepublic.com/stores/behind-the-velvet-rope?ref_id=13198  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

2022年全国甲乙卷英语听力第一节（共5小题；每小题1.5分，满分7.5分）听下面5段对话。每段对话后有一个小题，从题中所给的A、B、C三个选项中选出最佳选项。听完每段对话后，你都有10秒钟的时间来回答有关小题和阅读下一小题。每段对话仅读一遍。1. What does the man want to do?A. Have breakfast.B. Take a walk.C. Call his office.2. What was George doing last night?A. Having a meeting.B. Flying home.C. Working on a project.3. Why does the man suggest going to the park?A. It's big. B. It's quiet. C. It's new.4. How does the woman sound?A. Annoyed. B. Pleased. C. Puzzled.5. Where is the man's table?A. Near the door.B. By the window.C. In the corner.第二节（共15小题；每小题1.5分，满分22.5分）听下面5段对话或独白。每段对话或独白后有几个小题，从题中所给的A、B、C三个选项中选出最佳选项。听每段对话或独白前，你将有时间阅读各个小题，每小题5秒钟；听完后，各小题将给出5秒钟的作答时间。每段对话或独白读两遍。听第6段材料，回答第6、7题。6. What are the speakers going to do tonight?A. Eat out. B. Go shopping. C. Do sports.7. What is the probable relationship between the speakers?A. Boss and secretary.B. Hostess and guest.C. Husband and wife.听第7段材料，回答第8、9题。8. Why does the woman think July is the best time to move?A. Their business is slow.B. The weather is favorable.C. It's easy to hire people.9. How will they handle the moving?A. Finish it all at once.B. Have the sales section go first.C. Do one department at a time.听第8段材料，回答第10至12题。10. What did Peter learn from his grandfather?A. How to appreciate art works.B. How to deal with artists.C. How to run a museum.11. What did Peter do in Chicago?A. He studied at a college.B. He served in the army.C. He worked in a gallery.12. Whose works did Peter like best?A. Rembrandt's. B. Botticelli's. C. Rubens'.听第9段材料，回答第13至16题。13. Where does the conversation take place?A. At a library.B. In a law firm.C. On a train.14. By what time did John plan to finish his term paper?A. March. B. August. C. October.15. Why did John quit his part-time job?A. He had to catch up with his study.B. He was offered a better one.C. He got tired of it.16. What is Susan's attitude to John's problem?A. Carefree. B. Understanding. C. Forgiving.听第10段材料，回答第17至20题。17. What did the speaker do before the year 2012?A. A fitness coach.B. A chess player.C. A marathon runner.18. Why was the 2016 Olympics important for the speaker?A. He was motivated by Bolt.B. He broke a world record.C. He won fifth place.19. Which is the hardest for the speaker?A. Getting over an injury.B. Doing strength training.C. Representing Botswana.20. What is the speaker mainly talking about?A. His plan to go for the gold.B. His experience on the track.C. His love for his home country.听力答案：1-5: BCBAC 6-10: ACACA11-15: ACCBA 16-20: BBCAB原文Text 1M: Jenny, you can just drop me here.W: But we are two streets away from the office.M: It's fine. I had a big breakfast, and feel like a bit of walk.Text 2W: Hello, George. You look tired. Didn't sleep well last night?M: No, not at all. I had to work flat out to meet the project deadline. Now I'm really feeling a bit run-down.Text 3W: John, can't we go someplace and talk? It's so noisy in here.M: Well, there is a small park across the street. It's usually not crowded at this time of day.Text 4W: We've got to do something about the neighbor's dog.M: Why? Has he been into your flower garden again?W: The flower garden, the garbage can and yesterday he started digging holes in the yard.Text 5M: Hello, we have a reservation in the name of Mr. Johns. Is there any table by the window?W: Sorry, we've got this corner table for you. It's quiet here, not close to the door.Text 6W: Dave, don't forget we are invited out to dinner tonight.M: Oh yeah. I almost forgot. What time?W: 7:30. We should leave the house by 6:30. You know how bad the traffic is that time of night.M: It's informal, isn't it?W: Yeah. You can wear your new sports jacket, the one I got you as an anniversary gift.M: Okay. Well, I've got to go. I'll try to get home a little earlier today.W: Good.Text 7M: We need to decide exactly when we're going to move. Any suggestions?W: I think July would be the best time. Our sales are always down that month.We could move all the office equipment at a weekend—do everything at once.M: I think a weekend's too short. Maybe we should do it department by department.W: What do you mean?M: Well, each week a different department will move. That way, there will always be people here to handle customer inquiries, phone calls, and so on.W: Hmm, that's a good idea.Text 8W: So, Mr. Peter Sayles, I've been curious to know what were the early connections in your life that led you into the art field.M: My grandfather was an art dealer in Munich. They had a great museum in Munich. He took me to the museum. And I responded very strongly to what I saw on the walls there. I learned about art from him. I learned about looking at art from him. I think that's what really got me started. Then, many years later, after I got out of the army, I went to study art history at the University of Chicago.W: Tell us more about your experiences of looking at art with your grandfather.M: Well, we looked at the famous paintings by the great artists like Rembrandt,Botticelli and Albrecht Dürer. Rubens' paintings were my favorites. Yes, I remember these things. This was when I was between 10 and 15. When I was 14, I was so anxious to see more art that a friend of mine and I bicycled across the Alps to see Venice. That was a big adventure.Text 9W: Hi, John! Haven't seen you for ages!M: Hi, Susan! Fancy meeting you here on the train!W: How is your college life?M: What can I say? I've survived.W: What happened?M: Well, early last March I started doing a part-time job in a law firm. A few weeks before I had started writing my term paper. I thought I could finish it by August.W: That was a pretty good idea trying to have some work experience.M: For the first three weeks, you know, I tried. I got up early and worked for an hour on my paper before going to work. But work was so fun, I met tons of new people and soon I couldn't find even a minute for my paper. So, I had to quit my part-time job and finally finished my paper in October.W: Well, it's never too late to mend. It's kind of hard to find a balance between what you have to do and what you want to do.M: Yeah, it's really important for me to balance study and work. And I think I should learn to exercise some self-control.Text 10Being an athlete is very fun, painful and exciting. Every time I come to the track, I feel like I'm out of this place. This is Botswana National Stadium.This is where I train. When I saw Usa in Bolt running in 2012 London Olympics, I was amazed. Just watching him run got me motivated. I quit being a chess player and started to run. I went to the 2016 Olympics, and went to the finals at the age of 18. And, wow, I finished fifth. It was a dream come true to me, but I still wanted more. The training is super hard, but the hardest part for me is that I got an injury—an injury which may take me out for years. For a period of time, as a young athlete, I didn't know what to do. I lost focus. But now, I'm back on the track. I really want to be there at the Olympics, and do what I did before, do much, much greater. I don't care about the gold. I don't care about the silver. I want to do my best. You know, take everything and show it to the world.

They Said It hears from Mike Vrabel who details his feelings on Gonzalez contract dispute. Does he want him out of here?

Ben Johnson gets super annoyed talking about last season full 548 Thu, 27 Aug 2026 20:58:33 +0000 VWYe5ibpqNhvf0qXbrhVHp2waJKEPOYf nfl,chicago bears,sports Spiegel & Holmes Show nfl,chicago bears,sports Ben Johnson gets super annoyed talking about last season Matt Spiegel and Laurence Holmes bring you Chicago sports talk with great opinions, guests and fun. Join Spiegel and Holmes as they discuss the Bears, Blackhawks, Bulls, Cubs and White Sox and delve into the biggest sports storylines of the day. Recurring guests include former Bears coach Dave Wannstedt, former Bears center Olin Kreutz, Cubs manager Craig Counsell, Cubs second baseman Nico Hoerner and MLB Network personality Jon Morosi. Catch the show live Monday through Friday from 2 p.m. to 6 p.m. CT on 104.3 The Score, the exclusive audio home of the Cubs and the Bulls, or on the Audacy app. © 2026 Audacy, Inc. Sports https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com

No one is surprised, but Danny is annoyed that he's not at home. Also, Daylen Lile continues to swing a hot bat.

Click here for the Free QuizYou've done the courses. You've read the books. You've done the therapy work. And you're still sitting there thinking, why can't I move?That isn't a knowledge problem. You already know the direction you need to move in. Something is stopping you from acting on it.In this episode I make the case that when something big goes, a marriage, a role, a title, a business, a person, what you actually lost was your container. That identity was doing a job for you. It was holding your emotions in place. And when it went, the emotions didn't go anywhere, they just lost their anchor. Which is exactly why it feels like a confidence problem, and exactly why treating it as one doesn't work.I share what I learned reading KPI spreadsheets as a partner in a FTSE 250 business, where I could tell you which person on a team was struggling before anyone said a word to me. And I give you five lessons you can use today.The five lessonsYou didn't lose your confidence, you lost your containerEmotions compound, and the danger is the delay, not the emotionYour emotions are data, and naming them changes your nervous systemEvery emotion needs a different solution, which is why the wrong course leaves you exactly where you startedSAS: space and self-regulate, before you decide anythingLesson four is the one almost nobody talks about, and it's the reason people spend thousands and come back feeling identical.Not sure which one is yours?I've built a short quiz that tells you which pattern is running things for you right now, with an audio to listen to based on your result. It takes a couple of minutes.Quiz - Click hereResearch mentioned in this episodeLieberman, M. D., Eisenberger, N. I., Crockett, M. J., Tom, S. M., Pfeifer, J. H., and Way, B. M. (2007). Putting Feelings Into Words: Affect Labeling Disrupts Amygdala Activity in Response to Affective Stimuli. Psychological Science, 18(5), 421 to 428.Kashdan, T. B., Barrett, L. F., and McKnight, P. E. (2015). Unpacking Emotion Differentiation. Current Directions in Psychological Science, 24(1), 10 to 16. Note that this literature is largely correlational rather than causal.About Dr. Amen KaurDr. Amen Kaur is a trauma-informed who spent over 20 years in leadership, becoming a partner in a FTSE 250 business, before moving into helping women after major life transitions achieve their career and business goals through identity change & creating systems that help implement change.

Enjoy this full chapter about working on Monkey Island, from Jeff's newest book. Monkey Farm: A Summer Among the Macaques  Audiobook: Libby Libro.fm Spotify Amazon  Audible  Apple Books  Google Play  Kobo  Barnes and Noble eBook (DRM-free): Bookshop.org  Kobo  Kindle Barnes and Noble  Canadian friends: I set the retail price at par - $10CAD and $10USD. Anything more is bullshit. Keep looking if a site (like Amazon) is charging exchange rate.  It's the least I can do to make up for our bad behavior down here.  International (list created with gemini):  Rakuten Kobo (Global / Ireland) E-Book (EPUB 3) Ireland / European Union €8.99 Retail / Pre-order Rakuten Kobo Ireland Listing   Rakuten Kobo (Belgium / French) Digital Audiobook Belgium / France Direct Purchase Rakuten Kobo Belgium Audio Listing   Rakuten Kobo (Netherlands) E-Book Netherlands Direct Purchase Rakuten Kobo Netherlands Listing   Rakuten Kobo (Denmark) E-Book Denmark Direct Purchase Rakuten Kobo Denmark Listing   Rakuten Kobo (Turkey) E-Book Turkey Direct Purchase Rakuten Kobo Turkey Listing   Rakuten Kobo (Belgium / Dutch) E-Book Belgium Direct Purchase Rakuten Kobo Belgium Dutch Listing   Booktopia E-Book Australia Direct Purchase (AUD) Booktopia Product Listing   Storytel (Indonesia Storefront) Digital Audiobook Global / Southeast Asia Monthly Subscription Streaming Storytel Indonesia Listing   Storytel (France Storefront) Digital Audiobook France / Europe Monthly Subscription Streaming Storytel France Listing   Storytel (Iceland Storefront) Digital Audiobook Iceland Monthly Subscription Streaming Storytel Iceland Listing   Bol.com Digital Audiobook Netherlands / Belgium Kobo Plus Subscription / Purchase Bol.com Product Listing   Rakuten Books Japan Digital E-Book Japan Direct Purchase (JPY) Rakuten Japan Product Listing   Nextory E-Book & Audiobook Switzerland / Europe Monthly Subscription Streaming Nextory Product Listing The full chapter follows, enjoy and let me know what you think... Chapter 11 - Monkey Island My summer among the macaques ended with a hangover, fresh stitches and a new tattoo. The story of how that happened began before dawn at a boat dock on Saint Helena Sound.  The skills I'd acquired at the Yemassee clinic, specifically treating lacerations and fight wounds, had qualified me to work on Morgan Island when needed. The Monkey Farm maintained a colony of rhesus macaques on the island under a contract with the government. The macaques had been relocated to South Carolina from a government breeding facility in Puerto Rico fifteen years prior, after monkeys carrying the Herpes-B virus escaped into the community.  After my boss recommended me to the Morgan Island team, the occupational health lab tested me for tuberculosis and hepatitis. The monkeys on the island were disease-free, and the humans who worked there were screened to make sure they didn't infect the animals. The lab also re-tested me for Herpes-B virus, carried by many of the macaques I worked with. Herpes-B was harmless to the monkeys, but could kill me. The re-test confirmed I hadn't been infected by an accidental needle stick the month before. After I stuck myself with that used needle, I rushed back to the clinic and scrubbed the wound with iodine and a stiff brush for ten minutes, then flushed the wound with water for another twenty minutes. Either the monkey hadn't carried B virus or the infection-control procedure worked. Good news! With blood tests out of the way, I was given the dates I would work on Morgan Island and instructions to take the morning boat from Eddings Point. My boss dictated directions. "Take the Carteret Street bridge from Beaufort on the mainland to Lady's Island. Continue on the Sea Island Parkway. Pass Datha, Distant, Warsaw and Polawana Islands. Keep going on to Saint Helena Island. Turn left on Eddings Point Road, go a couple miles across the causeway to Eddings Point Landing. Boat leaves at 6:30 am sharp. Be early because they'll leave you at the dock if you're one minute late." A winding pre-dawn drive across the archipelago of Saint Helena Sound got me to the dock just after 6:00 am. A car and two pickup trucks were already parked in an oyster shell lot between the narrow causeway and the salt marsh. The trucks lit the marsh with their headlights. The beams followed a walkway of planks laid between pilings out to open water where I could just make out a boat tied to a floating dock. Three people I'd never met were ferrying boxes of supplies and bags of Purina Monkey Chow from the trucks to the boat. I got out of my own truck with a duffel bag holding my coveralls and boots. Unsure what do do next, I went and stood next to the walkway, thinking maybe I could help. The three men ignored me as they sleepily went about their stevedoring.  The veterinarian I was to assist that day climbed out of a nearby station wagon and trudged slowly over, a bag similar to mine slung over her shoulder. We exchanged sleepy good mornings. She wore a dark knit watch cap. It was September, and the air was thankfully cool after a shatteringly hot Lowcountry August. That heat pushed me down with a heavy weight from dawn to dusk. It was hardest in coveralls, boots and a mask, but even on my days off I stayed indoors in the air conditioning. That August was the first time in my life I didn't want to go outside, even to swim since the body temperature water did nothing to cool me down. Thankfully, September broke the spell. That morning the breeze off the salt marsh was brisk and fresh. We stayed out of the way while the crew finished loading the boat. The one in charge, a big man I hadn't met, turned off the headlights in one, then the other truck. Big Man motioned to us to follow as he crossed the walkway to join the two people already on the boat. His heavy steps made the planks bounce gently between the pilings. I stepped down a short ramp from the fixed walkway to the floating dock. I followed the veterinarian who had already climbed aboard the boat.  Free from the glare of headlights, my eyes started to adjust to the pre-dawn light. The simple workboat was sturdily built of white fiberglass. It had a windshield on top of a tiny cabin in the bow. The steering wheel and throttle were mounted next to a ship's compass bolted to the top of the cabin. The letters and numbers of the compass glowed from a soft yellow light inside the compass housing. I could see that we were pointed roughly north. The inboard motor repeated a quiet rumble under an engine box piled with supplies. Big Man quickly untied the lines, bow and stern, and climbed into the boat to take the wheel.  He pushed the throttle forward and spun the wheel to the left. The boat rose smoothly on plane as we motored into Jenkins Creek. My eyes now fully adjusted, I could see the glow of sunrise build in the sky to our right, and there was enough ambient light to see our surroundings. We looked up at the top of tall marsh grass speeding by on either side of the Creek. Five months earlier in May, the grass was a green fringe barely above the tidal marshes at the confluence of the Ashepoo, Combahee, and Edisto rivers. The three rivers gave their water and their names to the ACE Basin, a pristine 350,000 acre nursery estuary in Saint Helena Sound.  Smack dab in the middle of the ACE Basin sat Morgan Island, the only completely undeveloped island in the estuary. Undeveloped, but not uninhabited.  The others on the boat didn't say much as we wound through the creeks and rivers on our way to Morgan Island. Between the early hour and the routine of what was regular duty for everyone else, I was left to watch and wonder. We shot out of Jenkins Creek into the wider Morgan River then turned east. Our bow was pointed toward the sunrise over the Atlantic Ocean beyond. The top edge of the sun broke above the watery horizon. A dorsal fin broke the surface of the water in front and to the right of the boat. A shark! No, sharks don't surf. It was a porpoise. The sleek marine mammal caught a ride on the wave of water pushed aside by our bow until we turned to head north up Parrot Creek next to Morgan Island.  Morgan Island is technically six square miles, but only one square mile is high and dry. The rest is marsh. We motored in a long clockwise loop around the island's northern perimeter. At a buoy with a flashing green light, we turned south into the mouth of an unnamed tidal creek that led to the interior. After ten minutes winding through the creek, Big Man pulled back on the throttle. The boat slowed and we putted slowly toward the forested upland of Morgan Island. I pushed to the front of the cockpit to spot the throngs of free-range macaques that must've been gathered on shore to greet us. But weren't. Instead, a sleepy woman took our lines and tied our boat to a simple wooden pier that jutted out of bushes and trees that lined the shore beyond. A second boat was tied up on the other side of the dock, nearly identical to ours but older and more weathered. It was covered in morning dew and had been there all night. The veterinarian motioned me to climb out so the crew could unload. The tide crested during the trip out, so it was a short step up from the boat to the dock. We carried our duffel bags down the dock, walking alongside the woman who'd come to meet us. She wore the dark blue coveralls of an animal care technician. She seemed to wake up and nodded a greeting to me.  "Welcome to Monkey Island son! I'm Dianne, you're in for a big day today!" I still didn't know what I was in for, only that my clinical skills had improved to the point where I could 'go out to Morgan for census.' The low morning sun lit the dock, but it was still dark under the trees on shore. I stepped off the pier onto the island proper. The ground was sand mixed with bits of dry organic matter fallen from a dense canopy above. When we stepped into the shadows of the trees we also stepped onto a dense mat of dead leaves, palmetto fronds, and pine needles. The branches of the pine and live oak trees above interlocked with each other to provide support against strong ocean winds. This mesh of branches was a distinguishing characteristic of the island's maritime forest. A perfect habitat for the rhesus macaques I had yet to see.  We walked up a trail to a decrepit cabin with a low, sagging metal roof. A tall radio antenna shot straight up from the peak of the roof. It's thin outline was visible against the large white plastic tank of an improvised water tower behind the cabin. The cabin itself was painted a drab light brown that blended with the forest. More so because the paint peeled up in places as if to mimic leaves. A screened porch spanned the front of the building. Through its dusty screen I could see an old plaid couch and a worn yellow vinyl recliner. The veterinarian stepped on to the porch through a crooked screen door. I followed her past the junky furniture through a weathered wood doorframe into the cabin. Its old door was propped open by a rusty metal bucket full of sand bristling with cigarette butts. Most of the cabin was one big room. A slightly less decrepit couch and recliner stood against the back wall next to a kitchen area that held a round wooden table and a few matching chairs.  A makeshift office area was to the right of the door. A dented gray metal desk under a cracked sliding glass window held a serious looking two-way shortwave radio set. A thick wire snaked out of the window to the antenna on the roof. The transmitter was surrounded by stacks of paperwork and binders. Above it was a map of the island marked with circles and squares. To the left, open doors led to two small bedrooms on either side of a bathroom. An ancient toilet, the kind with a long chain dangling from a tank on the wall was visible through the bathroom door. The place looked and felt like a remote ranger station on a wildlife preserve, which it sort of was.  A weathered man who could've been forty or sixty sat at the kitchen table with a mug of coffee. He looked up from a piece of paper on the clipboard in front of him as the veterinarian walked over.  "Mornin' doc. I see you brought the new kid. Hey kid, I'm Jack. Well, I went out this morning and another ten monkeys jumped in the corral last night. That makes 182. Looked like about a third don't have tattoos, but I couldn't get an exact count." Jack's voice held the soft lilt acquired by someone who'd lived here for a while, but wasn't from the Deep South. The veterinarian acknowledged his update and told me to go into the bathroom and change into boots and coveralls. I came out to find Jack gone from the cabin and the vet in her coveralls waiting for me by the door. We walked out to where two of the crew from the boat stood with Diane and Jack between a couple of ancient vehicles I hadn't noticed earlier. The sun shone through the trees on an ancient flat-fender jeep. I loved it at first sight. Either Army surplus or an early civilian model. It was protected from the salt air by multiple coats of whatever leftover paint had been on hand at the time. Where the last coat of beige flaked off, I could see light orange and hints of robins egg blue beneath that. Its windshield frame was long gone. A hole gaped where one headlight had fallen out. There was no roll bar or rear seat. Stuffing poked through the cracked vinyl upholstery of a driver's seat behind a wide metal steering wheel. The passenger had to make do with an old couch cushion set on the floor of the vehicle. A surplus Army trailer painted the same leftover kaleidoscope was hitched to the jeep. It's pickup truck-sized bed held boxes of veterinary supplies.  The other vehicle was an old pickup truck so dented and rusted I couldn't tell you more about it. I admired it anyway. As I stood wondering at the make of the truck, a movement back by the jeep caught my eye. I had to stare for a moment before I could spot the young adult rhesus macaque. He crept across the forest floor, halfway to the jeep trailer from the nearest tree trunk. Big Man was in a nearby storage shed even more decrepit than the cabin, where he stowed the last of the supplies from the boat. Everyone else had their backs to the monkey. The macaque crept steadily closer to the trailer, eyes wide, mouth open. I didn't know any better so I just watched. When he got to the trailer, he stood on his hind legs and peered over the side. A hand darted out and snatched a packet of sterile gauze just as Big Man came out of the shed, saw him and yelled. "Yo! Monkey! Git!"  The macaque streaked away from the trailer in a three-legged dash, the white paper packet of gauze held to his chest with one hand. I continued to stare dumbly as the other four turned around and watched the thief disappear up into the tree canopy. Big Man chuckled as he walked toward our group.  "That one's still at it, huh? Guess he didn't jump into the corral last night."  I finally found my words and asked if that was something to look out for the rest of the day.  Big Man replied. "Not really. Every so often one of 'em gets more curious than scared and hangs around the cabin. They love to get their hands on anything new and different, so the census trailer is better 'n bananas. No big deal so long as they don't steal anything sharp. You put the syringes and scissors on the bottom, right Jack?" Jack nodded, a smile on his face. Big Man stopped next to Jack who handed him a clipboard. Big Man started the morning briefing. He introduced me as Jeff, there to help the veterinarian. No other introductions as everyone knew everyone except me and it was clear I was the vet's problem.   "Ok, me and Karl are on island the next three nights. Jack and Dianne are good to stay overtime this morning, but'll take the day boat back this afternoon as soon as we're finished with census. Dianne, how's everything doing?" "Batteries are at eighty percent this morning, generator ran fine last evening. Propane is good, water tank's three quarters full, next water delivery in a week. The water transfer pump is still on the fritz, but I know what part it needs and'll pick that up before I'm out here next. Did a radio check this morning with Yemassee. Y'all brought plenty of food so you're good for three days." He nodded his thanks, then looked down at the clipboard.  "Ok, Monkeys are in Corral C on the southwest side of the island. As of Jack's final check this morning, a total of 182 animals jumped in over two days." He flipped the top sheet over and went through a checklist on the second page. "Ok, cages, sawhorses and plywood are already staged out at the corral. Lights, scales and measuring tapes are in the pickup. So are census records, tattoo equipment and portable generators. Trailer's loaded with vet supplies, gauntlets, and gloves." He looked at his watch, then at us.  "It's 7:45, we need to set up by 8:30 so we can census all 180 macaques before noon. 1:00 at the latest if there are hiccups. It's cool now, but the temp is gonna get into the eighties later this afternoon. We don't wanna add heat to the stress they're already under. No breaks, lunch after, ok? Everyone good?" Heads nodded, mine included even though I didn't know what would come next.  "Ok, boat crew with me in the truck, last night's island crew in the jeep. We'll go on ahead and set up." Big Man looked at me and the veterinarian. "Y'all walk and meet us there. Take the loop trail and you can't miss it. We'll have your station set up by the time you get there. " I was bummed to not get a ride in the old Army jeep. As I watched it pull away down the rough trail, it bounced over a deep rut. The jeep's rear corner hopped violently because the leaf spring was broken and the body sat hard on the rear axle. Maybe a walk in the woods was better.  The veterinarian used the walk to fill me in. Our black rubber boots were nearly silent on sand mixed with pine needles as we walked next to a rutted vehicle trail that looped around the perimeter of the island. The veterinarian started with background. "Pretty crazy place, huh? The government put a breeding colony of 1,400 rhesus macaques on this island in the 80's. It's more than self-sustaining because now there're about 3,000 of them. I say 'about' because they live free-range in dozens of social groups. There's no way to do a complete count when they roam freely over hundreds of acres. There are four corrals around the island, A, B, C and D. We do census in March, June, September and December. The island staff bait one of the corrals with fruit and biscuits for two days. Monkeys living in the area jump down into the corral for fruit and can't climb back out. Take today's census. 182 macaques jumped into Corral C. We treat that group as a sample from all the monkeys living on the island. Then we use statistics to estimate the total population." She looked up from the ground ahead to see if I followed. I nodded in understanding. "Ok, great. During the census today, the staff will inspect, weigh and measure each monkey that jumped into the corral. Every monkey with a chest tattoo has its own census chart in a binder where its weight and such are recorded each time it's captured. If a monkey doesn't have a tattoo, it means it's never been seen in the census. The animal gets a tattoo and a new census chart with its first weight, length, sex, age and health exam. When it's caught again in a future census, its information is recorded on the same chart. Get why it's called a census?" I got it. The official census in the United States worked sort of the same way. Every ten years, census takers go door to door in a neighborhood and record a bunch of information. Not every door, but enough to create a reliable sample. Experts then do the math to estimate the population of the neighborhood, the state and the whole country. I said as much to the veterinarian.  "Yes! Exactly! Now, I'm not involved because this is primatology stuff, but as I understand it, data we gather today is sent to Yemassee to be entered into the computer database. From that the population on the island gets estimated pretty accurately. Growth and especially replacement rate too, because animals are shipped out to supply federal research labs." I followed what she was saying, but had questions. I asked if the monkeys ever escaped from the island, and most important to me, why I was there.  "Escapes happen but they're rare. Macaques swim, but don't like to cross open water. They're often on the beach or in the marsh hunting for crabs. If they see something floating out in the water their curiosity means they might swim out to it. They've been spotted riding tangled up mats of marsh grass. One was spotted floating on a tree trunk that fell from the island in a storm."  The image of an adventurous monkey riding a floating log made me smile. That was one theory for how the remote Galapagos Islands were populated by tortoises and iguanas.  We walked past a big corral situated on the inland side of the vehicle trail. A big letter "D" was stenciled in black spray paint on the galvanized metal wall. A huge set of double doors stood open on one end. The corral was empty except for a few broken branches and a feeder stand. We were closer to our destination at Corral C. The veterinarian walked a bit faster while she explained my duties for the census.  "When the monkeys jump into the baited corral, they come from different family groups. The  monkeys today could be from five, six different troops. That means they're gonna fight. You're here to treat fight wounds. I'll check the animals for disease, teeth issues, joint problems, skin conditions and reproductive health. The rest of the crew will tattoo, weigh, measure and update census charts in the binders. If there aren't many fight wounds, you're gonna work the tattoo table. How's that sound?" That sounded intense but doable. Except for the tattoo part. I told her I knew nothing about tattoos. She smiled and reassured me that if I could stitch up three layers of tissue I could use a tattoo gun.  Now I understood why the head vet complimented my suture technique by telling me I was ready to go out to the island. I was going to be a field medic that morning. But one macaque at a time was one thing. 180 was quite another, especially with the time pressure I could sense building in the operation. The dull gray metal of another corral appeared through the trees ahead. So did a flurry of human activity. I inhaled sharply and felt my eyes grow wide in a surge of nervous anticipation.  **** Corral C stood on the southwest side of the island in an area dense with pine trees instead of the mix of oaks elsewhere. The trees were mature, two or more feet thick at the base. Their ramrod-straight trunks were spaced wide apart like columns in a giant warehouse. The trunks supported an interlocked roof of pine needles above. The ground was covered in a thick, uniform mat of fallen pine needles. The forest was shadowy and mysterious. A complete lack of underbrush indicated we would stay in the shade even when the sun was high overhead.   The low light combined with the sound-deadening effect of the pine forest made the scene next to the corral surreal. The island crew moved through the quiet, dim woods with a quick economy of motion, feet silent on the carpet of pine needles. They had just finished setting up the census equipment and were returning boxes and crates to the truck and trailer parked off to one side.  A single long table stretched between the tree trunks. The table was made of four foot by eight foot sheets of plywood laid across a row of tall sawhorses. The table stood above my waist, chest high on the shorter members of the crew. The veterinarian led me toward one end of the table.  Mobile exam lights were clamped to the end closest to us, off for now. 25 yards away at the opposite end of the table, a row of three ring binders stood upright like books on a shelf. Hanging scales were suspended from a metal bar mounted above the table next to a collection of measuring tapes and a stack of metal clipboards. Electric hair clippers and a half dozen ink-stained electric tattoo guns were plugged into a long industrial power strip in the middle of the table. A thick yellow extension cord ran from the power strip to portable generators off among the trees. The veterinarian stepped up to the section of table under the lights. It was covered in a sheet of translucent plastic. A crate held dozens of clipboards, each with a blank form. A wire mesh basket held two dozen 100 milliliter bottles of ketamine. Boxes of 50 milliliter syringes stood next to the basket. 50 milliliters was bigger than I was used to for injectables. The veterinarian checked over her section of the table and directed me to do the same the next section over.  "Ok Jeff, I'll do triage here under the lights, you'll be right next door treating fight wounds. If there's something you can't handle, or that needs both of us, I'll step over. I want you to make sure your table has all the supplies we use in the operating room back in Yemassee. You think anything's missing, you tell me."  My section held a neat arrangement of clinical supplies, already laid out by the island crew. Boxes of sterile surgical gloves in white paper wrappers. Squeeze bottles of iodine, alcohol and sterile water. A pile of blue and white absorbent pads. A deep stainless steel tray held scalpels, surgical scissors, clamps and forceps submerged in alcohol. Boxes of different kinds of individually-wrapped sutures, needle threaded and ready to go in each handy packet. Bottles of injectable antibiotics and one milliliter syringes. A dozen tubes of topical antibiotic ointment. Electric hair clippers plugged into the power strip the next section over. The island team didn't miss a thing as far as I could tell. In fact, I noticed there were many multiples of each item, more than could possibly be required. The redundancy held for the rest of the equipment. Six tattoo guns, two lights, two scales, two generators. We were a fifteen minute drive away from the base camp. An hour by boat and car from Yemassee. Census of 180 monkeys had to happen in four hours or less. Once we started, we couldn't afford to have something break. I shared my realization with the veterinarian who walked me through what was going to happen.  "Yeah, you got it. Once this train leaves the station it doesn't stop for any reason. Monkeys'll get run into the cages. You chemically restrain 'em two cages at a time. Once they're unconscious, the crew'll bring em over to me for triage and a health exam. You'll stitch up any fight wounds I find. We pass them to tattoo, then they get weighed, measured, and charted. I'll tell you when to anesthetize the next two cages. We don't stop until we're through all 182." I looked at the long table again. It made more sense. The table was an assembly line for the census process. Clinical evaluation under the lights at one end, then on to stitches, tattoos, weight, height, and record keeping at the other end.  "You focus first on anesthetizing monkeys when I tell you, second on treating any fight wounds. Fresh sterile gloves for every monkey, do your best to maintain a sterile field but we're out here in the woods so… be practical. There'll be a ton of activity around you, so don't get distracted. Ok, looks like it's go time."  I followed her gaze to where Jack stood next to Corral C. I'd barely noticed the corral while I took in the census assembly line. Next to Jack, one end of a long line of metal cages was bolted to the corral wall. The cages were attached end to end in a single row that extended about fifty yards from the hatch in the corral into the trees. Each rectangular cage was about two feet tall, eighteen inches wide, and three feet long. A pair of vertically-sliding metal doors at the junction between the cages stood open. With the doors between the cages lifted up into the open position, the row of cages formed a fifty yard long continuous tunnel, one end secured to the hatch into the corral, the other end closed off.  With a nod from Jack, Dianne pulled the starter cord on a generator. It roared to life with one pull and she walked back toward the census table. As the electricity began to flow, both exam lights came on. An electric hair trimmer buzzed and vibrated on the tattoo table, its switch stuck in the on position. I quickly stepped over and turned it off. The veterinarian and I readied ourselves by putting on blue rubber exam gloves. She told me to set up the ketamine.  "Fill a syringe so you're ready. Check the concentration on the bottle, should be 10 milligrams of ketamine in every milliliter. I know you know this, but we always cross check right? Dose at 10 milligrams of ketamine per kilogram of body weight. That means one milliliter of ketamine in the syringe for every kilogram the monkey weighs. No time to change needles between animals, administer multiple doses from the same syringe. Every macaque on the island has an identical serotype, they all carry the same viruses. Watch your technique, you don't want a needle stick all the way out here."  As I drew 40 milliliters of ketamine into each of two big syringes, Big Man walked to the closed-off end of the cage tunnel. He walked back toward the corral, double-checking the cage-to-cage connections. When he got to Jack, he looked at his watch, then over at the rest of us where we stood by our stations. He yelled over the noise of the generator. "Ok! Everybody ready?" I nodded and assumed the rest of the team did too because Big Man nodded at Jack. Jack reached down and grabbed a loop of rope on the hatch in the corral wall. He jerked it and the hatch slid straight up. Now there was an opening from the corral into the tunnel of cages. For a moment nothing happened. Then a single monkey shot through the hatch and ran down the cage tunnel at full speed.  Three heartbeats later, the remaining 181 monkeys streamed through the hatch in a continuous head-to-tail line. The hole in the side of the corral was their way out, they had no idea it led to confinement instead of the forest. The metal cages rattled from the force of this freight train of monkeys running as fast as they could down the tunnel. When the macaque leading the train reached the end of the line, he came to a stop next to the solitary monkey that ran out first. The rest piled up behind them, shoving them together into an awkward embrace. The momentum of the monkey train pressed the 182 macaques into a solid column of red fur, limbs, and angry faces. The rattle of metal on metal stopped as suddenly as it started. Jack pushed the hatch closed to cut off the possibility of retreat back into the corral. He and Big Man gently pushed the sliding doors closed at each junction between cages, sometimes giving quiet encouragement to the monkeys to "get out of the way." When they got to the end, the 182 monkeys were divided three or four at a time in each of the 50 cages. I looked over at the veterinarian at her station. She'd taken off her watch cap and tied her hair up. Her face was all business in the harsh white of the exam lights. She nodded back at me.  "Two cages. One milliliter per kilogram intramuscular. Go."  My hyper focus kicked in. I started to estimate weight and calculate doses as I walked over to the two cages at the end of the row. I was sure a small young female was three kilograms. That meant three milliliters. I uncapped the needle, pointed the syringe up and flicked it with an index finger. A bubble rose to the top. I pushed the plunger until the air bled out and a droplet of ketamine sparkled at the tip of the needle.  The female rhesus was squeezed into a cage with three others. She helpfully squirmed away to hide her vulnerable face and belly from me, so it was straightforward to inject three milliliters into the muscle of her thigh. Next was a medium sized male, nine kilograms. After injecting nine milliliters, the plunger was at 27. A smaller male looked to weigh seven kilograms so his dose of seven left 20. The fourth macaque in the cage was another young female. Four kilograms, four milliliters. I finished the first cage with 16 milliliters of ketamine left in my syringe. The three kilogram female, the first monkey I'd anesthetized, was already getting drowsy so I kept going through the second cage. Slow is smooth and smooth is fast.  Somewhere behind me somebody yelled out the time.  "8:40! We have until 9:00!" It was Big Man over at the census table next to the scales. He called out the time I finished anesthetizing the first macaques. This let everyone know how much time we had to get them through the census process. Anthony, one of the crew from the boat appeared next to me. "Go on, head back and get ready. I'll watch 'em and bring them over when they're unconscious." Back at my fight wound station, I ran my eyes over the supplies one last time, plucked a packet of sterile surgical gloves out of the box and spread a blue and white pad on the table in front of me. Back at the cages Anthony unfastened two latches on the top edge of the cage and folded the whole side down. A random unconscious arm and a leg or two flopped out when the cage opened up. He gently picked up the little three kilogram female and carried her over to the veterinarian, then hustled back to shuttle the remaining macaques from cage to table. The vet did a thorough check for wounds and broken bones. Finding none, she proceeded with the health exam, jotting down quick notes about teeth, eyes and skin on a clipboard taken from the crate next to her. She raised her voice a bit to be heard over the generator. "Young adult female, no fight trauma, no tattoo." Someone, maybe Jack, took the clipboard and whisked the monkey away to the tattoo table. I heard a shaver start to buzz. The veterinarian was through the next monkey in a flash. This one already had a tattoo so was taken to the scales. The third monkey had been in a fight. "Young adult male, fresh laceration on right rear upper thigh, no health issues, no tattoo." She beckoned for me to come take the animal. I carried him to my table and gently laid him down on the pad. The wound on his rear thigh meant he'd been running away from a more aggressive male when he got it. It'd been about five minutes since I knocked him out, so I needed to move quickly. The laceration was new, through the top layer of skin, about an inch and a half long. A small amount of blood had just begun to clot at one end. I used my electric clippers to shave the hair away from the cut. I squirted iodine on the wound and the skin around it, then wiped it away with gauze. Next, I opened up the appropriate suture packet and set it next to the monkey.  Time to get mostly sterile. I put fresh surgical gloves on over my blue rubber exam gloves. I chose a pair of forceps from the metal tray full of alcohol and set about stitching up the wound. I don't remember the details of suturing, only that at the time I was proud of my ability to close a wound leaving only neat knots under the skin. The absorbable suture material would hold until the wound healed, then dissolve into the surrounding tissue. The macaque couldn't tear his stitches out. This was a big deal, since Monkey Island was no place for the cone of shame you see on a dog or cat. The wound wasn't deep or old enough to warrant injectable antibiotics, so I finished with a smear of topical ointment. The vet saw me strip off the surgical gloves.  "Good job Jeff. One down, but we gotta keep moving, I have another one here for you."  Someone from the tattoo table appeared and took  the young male to get his first ink. I put down a fresh absorbent pad and picked up my next patient from the veterinarian's table.  This one was in worse shape but would be ok. The wound was a deep tear with three flaps of skin instead of a simple laceration. It was on his left shoulder, which meant he faced his foe when it happened. The wound was older too, probably from a full two days ago when the corral was first baited. I had to shave away clumps of hair matted together by thick clots of blood before I could tell if there were signs of infection. Some of the tissue was dead, necrotic, so I used scissors to trim it away. The tear was wide at the surface, but had made a small hole in the deepest third layer of skin. I could see muscle and tendons through the opening. I used different kinds of sutures to close each of the three layers, starting with the deepest subcutaneous and working my way back up.  By the time I finished stitching up the monkey with the bad tear in his shoulder, two more were in line behind it. The veterinarian joined me at my station and we took care of those two together. Half of the initial eight monkeys had fight wounds. If that kept up it was going to be a long day. As it turned out, less than a quarter had some sort of wound, none of them worse than the tear I'd just treated and most required only a few stitches. Thankfully no broken bones. Still, that was forty macaques, so the rest of the morning was a blur of ketamine injections and wound closures.  A couple of times the action slowed enough for me to step over to the tattoo table. I wasn't qualified to give a young monkey its first chest tattoo, but they let me freshen up the faded letters and numbers on older animals. I shaved away the soft hair and disinfected the monkey's skin with alcohol. The tattoo guns seemed ancient, but they all worked. A small electromagnet vibrated a needle up and down in a guide. I dipped the tip of the gun in black ink then gently ran the buzzing needle over the skin and wiped away the small amount of blood that rose to the surface. It was harder than it looked. The unconscious monkeys seemed to always be in an awkward position. Their elastic skin moved around easily. I don't know how many tattoos I made better, but I didn't make any worse. A few years later I got my own first tattoo. The artist used exactly the same equipment and procedure we used on Monkey Island. The five person island crew took turns doing all the jobs. They busily weighed each monkey, measured bodies, arms and legs. They noted evidence of recent pregnancy. The sexual maturity of young monkeys was observed and logged. Whoever was doing the measurements calmly called out a constant stream of information to record keepers who listened and wrote it down on the correct chart. Every macaque went through the census process in less than twenty minutes. That meant they still had some time to sleep off their chemical restraint before rejoining the family group they left when they jumped into the corral for a banana days before.  When a macaque had been through the entire process, it was still unconscious from the ketamine. Or at least in the immobile and dissociated state ketamine causes. The animal was carried out into the forest and laid gently on its side in a warm spot of sunshine. Still close enough to keep an eye on, but far enough away from the census table so they wouldn't freak out when they woke up. Since the animals were in a vulnerable state, each monkey was placed a safe distance away from other macaques also recovering from anesthesia. At the peak, there must've been forty monkeys spread across the soft pine needles of the forest floor. I did my best not to anthropomorphize the macaques in my time with them. I followed the policy against seeing them as primate relatives. My colleagues had a harder time keeping their emotional distance. Animal care and more so behavioral care technicians interacted with the macaques when they were more endearing. Hungry. Curious. Nurturing. Annoyed. Caring. Playful. I was a veterinary technician. We interacted with the macaques when they were defensive or aggressive. When their behavior was closer to what you think of as 'wild animal.' It was easier for me to see them that way.  But the one time I felt kinship with my fellow primate? When I watched them wake up from anesthesia in the forest. It was quite the scene. A young male monkey, let's call him Chad, slept peacefully on his right side on a bed of soft pine needles in a spot of warm sunlight. Chad was big for his age and his muscular arms and legs had been arranged gently to one side. His head rested at a comfortable angle, though his mouth was open and his tongue drooped out. He was perfectly still for many minutes, as if he would sleep forever. Then movement. A leg extended slowly, almost a stretch. An arm pulled in and curled against his chest. After a moment, Chad lifted his head an inch off the ground, eyes closed, tongue still out, then laid it back down. Head back up, this time mouth closed and eyes half open as he became aware of his situation. Chad lifted his head higher and opened his eyes all the way. He pulled his arm under him to push himself up. His head and torso wobbled unsteadily, propped on that arm. A groggy expression of surprise came over Chad's face as if he had no idea where he was or how he got there. His eyes rolled from side to side.  After a long moment propped on one arm, Chad shifted his weight onto his butt. Monkeys usually sit on their haunches with their legs gathered underneath, so he looked silly with his legs splayed out to the sides. He planted his other arm and clumsily pulled one leg at a time underneath his butt, still supporting himself with his arms planted on the ground. Chad stayed in this 'dude where am I' position for a while as the fog wore off. His expression drifted between drugged, confused and a grimace of distaste from his dry mouth.  When he picked his hands up off the ground and could balance upright, Chad started to come around cognitively. He could take in his surroundings, though still he still wobbled unsteadily at times. His face took on a very clear 'where the hell am I and how did I get here?' expression. The ketamine wore off faster now. Chad looked down at his chest where it stung from the tattoo gun. His face grew concerned as he lifted a hand to touch his fresh ink.  Chad looked up with a pained almost regretful expression as he processed the fact he had a new tattoo. His hand went from his chest up to his left shoulder. He turned his head to peer down at fresh stitches in a two inch laceration. Chad seemed less puzzled about the fight wound than the tattoo. At this point the acute effects had faded. Chad wasn't wobbling any more, at least while he remained seated. He looked around again, this time he noticed the half dozen other unconscious monkeys nearby. His eyes grew wide. That was not good. At all. Time to get out of there. Chad lurched up on all fours. The sudden transition to vertical caused him to sway left, then right.  He evened out, and after one last look back at his unconscious cousins, Chad walked off into the forest with a hangover, fresh stitches, and a new tattoo.  ***** Find out what happened next in the full book Monkey Farm: A Summer Among the Macaques!        

Charlie is driving to Toronto for the weekend. Rover was annoyed by a woman in the airport lounge who claimed she was saving a seat for her husband. Dildos on the court. Moms releasing their rage by throwing ice into the tub. Mother pours hot wax on her two kids. 

Charlie is driving to Toronto for the weekend. Rover was annoyed by a woman in the airport lounge who claimed she was saving a seat for her husband. Dildos on the court. Moms releasing their rage by throwing ice into the tub. Mother pours hot wax on her two kids. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Google search comes up with different answers. Finding your teenager's dildo. When was the last time Rover did everyday tasks? Exclusive GTA 6 extended trailer is being released on Netflix. An U.S. Army unit in Georgia is offering 4 days off to play GTA 6 if they reenlist for 2 more years. A 27-year-old man described as a “nihilistic violent extremist” was sentenced to 77 years in prison for targeting girls online as part of the 764 network. Charlie is driving to Toronto for the weekend. Rover was annoyed by a woman in the airport lounge who claimed she was saving a seat for her husband. Dildos on the court. Moms releasing their rage by throwing ice into the tub. Mother pours hot wax on her two kids. Duji and Krystle pour hot wax onto JLR. Would JLR give an open relationship a try? Rover was shocked by the price of a trip aboard the world's greatest sleeper trains.

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0:00 - Courtland "Good Soldier" Sutton spoke to the media yesterday about his consecutive veteran rest days. In the NBA, we use the much maligned moniker "Load Management." Is Load Management making its way into the NFL?14:45 - Nix looked annoyed during camp yesterday. And it makes sense! He was practicing without Courtland Sutton, Jaylen Waddle, then Marvin Mims left practice early with a possible injury. Also, no Luke Wattenberg. It's tough to get a feel for the offense without your center and your 3 best receivers. That's always the struggle with camp. How do you balance getting into football shape while avoiding injuries?31:55 - Oh, by the way...the Boston Red Sox forgot how to lose. They're on an absolute HEATER and they're closing in on the AL East crown. Oh, by the way...Taylor Trammell of the Astros hit a DINGER. LOOOOOONG GONE, baby! Except it wasn't. Fly ball caught at the wall. He didn't realize he was out until he'd done a complete home run trot around the bases. Yikes.Oh, by the way...would you eat at a fancy restaurant in the nude? Completely naked? Dining in your birthday suit?

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Rams coach Sean McVay is already annoyed with questions regarding the high Super Bowl expectations. Hear why the Rams need to get used to fielding these kinds of questions all season long. But is it truly a Super Bowl or bust season in Los Angeles? Hear what the Compas at House of Horns have to say about this.

In a shorter show than usual ahead of the final game for the Yankees vs the White Sox we look back on what may have been the worst loss of the season and another NFL Training Camp game of "New Team Who Dis"

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The crew talks the new Avengers:Doomsday trailer and some of the news coming out of Comic-Con. We also get Jon's thoughts on the Odyssey and debate Nolan's movie Mt. Rushmore.

Come join the boys of Zero Doinks and pass the dog days of Summer along with a wee bit of Bears talk as training camp storylines are about to be beaten to death by the lame group of Chicago beat reporters. Do not fret and join us in our hopes for a quiet, uneventful camp, unless of course Ryan Poles wants to trade for Maxx Crosby out of the clouds. Annoyed with Kevin Warren and his limp attempts at creating stadium leverage? We have a little bit for him this episode too. Welcome back, loyal listeners.

Send us Fan MailEric walked away from his W2 job in education at the age of 50. He didn't have enough years of service to access his pension at 50, but him and his wife had over 1 million dollars in a taxable brokerage account to live off of in retirement. One day, the pension will come, until then, Eric still works as an educational consultant. With a paid for home, Eric and his wife plan on eventually selling, whenever their find their "forever" location. Currently, they are adventuring throughout the US doing what they call SLOMADING. Annoyed with quick travel and only seeing the "touristy" spots, they are dabbling into a slower paced travel, utilizing platforms like Furnished Finder to stay for 2-3 months in one spot, living like a local. So far, they have tried this approach in Omaha, NE...Coastal NC/SC, and their next pit stop is in the high desert in NM. They are trying to find their retirement spot, and they will travel the nation until they do so! Check out their website...Early Exit, Open Road!https://earlyexitopenroad.com/?fbclid=IwY2xjawTKcQtleHRuA2FlbQIxMABicmlkETFOWTNMSWJ6N2FoNnpDdU1vc3J0YwZhcHBfaWQQMjIyMDM5MTc4ODIwMDg5MgABHufomQCj17Inha7QhA-h8YJ-i_sjVzwXouhUiLNhi6CUdJ0hb2tTRPf9QRZS_aem_x2wxbnS0VvlcraB6cB-LpgBe a guest on the show:https://www.financiallyindependentteachers.com/contact-8Check out our website:https://www.financiallyindependentteachers.com/Sign up for FIT coaching:https://www.financiallyindependentteachers.com/services-4

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Names are really important things – they form such a big part of our identities. But for people with less common names, or names with uncommon spellings, it can get really exhausting constantly correcting people's pronunciation. How important is it that we pronounce people's names correctly, and how annoyed can we be when people get ours wrong? 

All of the sudden you have the ick & now they can't do anything right. The annoyances pile on but is it a me problem or a sign this isn't right? The girls talk through what might be causing you to get the ick or be overly annoyed at things that used to not bother you. Married, single, dating, roommates, friendships, no one is immune to finding flaws & wondering what to do next. Chat with the Call Her Holy girls this week to uncover what's going on underneath & what to do about it. Love you holy babes, Laura & Nico Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

6:00 HOUR: The Tigers are back to nine games under .500, Are you more annoyed by the Pistons' or the Wings' offseason?

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Bobby calls out a show member for something they did he found incredibly annoying. Bobby shares a DM he got about a show member who has a complaint about Eddie winning the 100 Easy Trivia competition. It leads us to getting heated talking about the results of the competition and we all share our frustrations with the process. Amy explains what an airport divorce is and why it’s becoming a trend. Morgan saw something disturbing outside of work. Amy shared how she encountered naked people at a hot tub and felt very uncomfortable. We also played a round of the Bobby Feud. Can you name the Top 10 things that people collect?See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week on Chins & Giggles, we're asking the important questions: Is getting a sunburn worth the tan? Do we really need another Stanley cup… or are we all victims of overconsumption? We dive into our Amazon Prime Week favorites, debate whether it's time for a full beauty makeover, and confess the little things that drive us absolutely crazy- from husbands who can't find something that's right in front of them, to ordering a meal you instantly regret, and the heartbreak of not getting a single good picture of your outfit. It's a chaotic, relatable girl chat filled with laughs, questionable shopping habits, and a few personal attacks on everyday inconveniences.    This Episode is Sponsored by:  Stella Rosa- Enjoy a bottle of Stella Rosa this summer! Must be 21+ to enjoy  Shop Karina's Amazon Prime Picks: https://www.amazon.com/shop/karinagarcia/list/2GXV7EZ22MPSM?ref_=aipsflist  Shop Mayra's Amazon Prime Picks: https://www.amazon.com/shop/mayratouchofglam/list/CVIXEIRIQG0N?ref_=aipsflist

The 94WIP Morning Show reacts to Zack Wheeler's comments about being taken out of the game in the 5th inning. Also, they react to a massive trade bringing Jaylen Brown to the Sixers and discuss how it alters the team's future. They analyze the impact on Joel Embiid's championship window and the intellectual chemistry of the new roster. Additionally, they touch on Zack Wheeler's recent start and Team USA's progress in the World Cup. 01:50 - Trea Turner's Hot Streak 02:43 - Wheeler's Pitch Count Controversy 05:31 - Jaylen Brown Trade Shock 09:05 - Joel Embiid's Legacy Impact 13:16 - Shams Charania Trade Audio 23:54 - Sixers Title Contender Discussion 34:00 - LeBron James To Philly 43:30 - Comparing Blockbuster Philly Trades

I'm annoyed! By a creator freaking out that Toy Story spotlighted Jessie over Woody and Buzz, for starters, and by a lot of other things too. I had you write in what you're annoyed about, and we've got a great lineup of grievances: in-laws acting weird, returned Mormon missionaries being presumptuous, parents letting their kids go crazy, influencers filming themselves walking, and more. Some I agree with, some I'm torn about. Can't wait to discuss. The Toy Story Instagram post Robin Morgan TikTok Join the Girlscamp: After Dark Patreon account ⁠⁠here⁠ for two bonus episodes per month and more. For more Girlscamp content follow along on ⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠, ⁠⁠TikTok⁠⁠ and ⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠. For ad inquiries please email girlscamp@saucemediagroup.com. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

(00:00) The guys talk about how the printer at the office isn't working for them and Fred especially goes off on it, then Fred talks about the fact that he handled his rental car having a flat tire and there was no penalty, Fred hopes he's getting his car back soon, then Hardy talks about his family dynamic, talks about how his kid works and how he's working on Thursday when it is going to be 100 degrees, then they take a call about someone coming out of a cold plunge, then talk about cold plunges in general, then they talk about the intern who has a viral video, and then talk about different types of videos. (00:22:08.04)(00:00) WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT: The guys talk about the World Cup, where Brazil and Japan had a close game but Brazil ended up going up 2-1 late and won, then Paraguay beat Germany in penalty kicks which was a massive upset, then they talk about the Red Sox beating the Nationals 6-3 to win their 5th straight, Wilson Contreras getting ejected, and is it weird that the winning streak is happening without their top stars. Then they talk about Netherlands vs Morocco and how Morocco won in penalty kicks 3-2, when the next game in Foxboro is, then Tom Brady talks about the Raiders, Jake Paul wants to play in the NFL as a Wide Receiver and Antionio Brown and Taylor Lewan way in on it. Please note: Timecodes may shift by a few minutes due to inserted ads. Because of copyright restrictions, portions—or entire segments—may not be included in the podcast.CONNECT WITH TOUCHER & HARDY: linktr.ee/ToucherandHardyFor the latest updates, visit the show page on 985thesportshub.com. Follow 98.5 The Sports Hub on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram. Watch the show every morning on YouTube, and subscribe to stay up-to-date with all the best moments from Boston's home for sports!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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When is enough enough!?!?!?

An American Olympic canoeist just got arrested for allegedly vandalizing the historic Lincoln Memorial Reflecting Pool! Pat Gray breaks down the shocking details: David Hearn, a U.S. Olympian, is accused of jumping into the newly renovated reflecting pool and causing damage. President Trump is calling it out, exposing how vandals are destroying these national treasures. This isn't just random vandalism — it's another disturbing example of Trump derangement syndrome fueling attacks on American history, patriotism, and everything that makes this country great. While conservatives fight to protect our monuments and heritage, the radical Left continues its unhinged assault. But that's not all — this episode is loaded: Tulsi Gabbard drops bombshell facts on Dr. Fauci. Strait of Hormuz chaos update: open, close, open (the latest Middle East madness). Trump on Israel + his “I'm the boss” moment at the G7 meeting. "Toy Story 5" record-breaking box office domination.  Minor league team York Revolution refuses to wear gay Pride jerseys. Comment below RIGHT NOW: Is this Olympic athlete's alleged vandalism an outright attack on America? YES or NO? Should we be cracking down much harder on monument vandals? And who is really to blame for the destruction of our national symbols? If you love unfiltered truth, America First values, and watching Pat destroy the radical Left's nonsense, smash that LIKE button, SUBSCRIBE, and turn on notifications so you never miss an episode. 00:00 Pat Gray UNLEASHED! 00:13 BREAKING NEWS: Keir Starmer Resigning 02:18 New Pat Gray BINGO! Sheet 08:03 Is the Strait of Hormuz Open or Not?! 08:58 When will the Conflict in Iran End? 10:39 Trey Yingst Update on the Iranian Conflict 13:44 Lindsey Graham on What Happens Next 15:00 Chris Wright on the Strait of Hormuz Traffic 16:15 Price of Gas/Oil 19:10 Pat is Still Waiting for his House to be Remodeled 20:31 Trump Talking about Israel 21:51 Trump Explains his "I'm the Boss" Quote 23:07 Iranian Delegation "Wander Off" 25:26 JD Vance on Conflict in the Middle-East 26:57 Words from Iran's Foreign Ministry 31:48 Fat Five 44:11 Pat is Annoyed at the Obama Presidential Center 49:22 Soccer Tournament Update 51:31 Jeanine Pirro on White House Reflecting Pool 56:22 Tulsi Gabbard on Anthony Fauci 1:01:40 Nick Shirley with U.S. Attorney on Fauci Pardon 1:08:37 Freedom Across the Globe! 1:10:17 Toy Story 5 Box Office 1:12:05 Pride Month has Flown By for Pat Gray 1:12:37 Baseball Team Refusing to Wear LGBTQ+ Jerseys 1:17:48 Eddie Scarry on Gays Going Too Far 1:22:30 Biggest Property Tax Revolt? 1:28:41 Stephen Miller on State of Democrat Party 1:30:23 Harry Enten on Socialists in the Democrat Party Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Gio gets an Instagram DM from Jeff Pearlman after doing an unfavorable impression of his Knicks take, and the guys discuss Larry David wanting to leave the Knicks game early. Next, Boomer offers Al two tickets to San Antonio for the Knicks game, leaving Al to think it over. Jerry returns with Iman Shumpert calling out De'Aaron Fox, followed by John Tortorella being asked about the Knicks series, and the Mets beating the Cardinals on a Juan Soto winning home run. Finally, Boomer recaps a Breitling watch event with Roger Goodell, Jaxson Dart, and Malik Nabers, where he shared advice for Dart.

On this week's Best Of Valenti, the guys react to some comments from former NFL S Eric Weddle about Michigan QB Bryce Underwood. Plus, they discuss the Detroit sports GM they're most annoyed with, the Tigers' improbable sweep of the Rays, and much more!

The guys begin the second hour discussing their least favorite Detroit sports GMs at the moment.