Podcasts about Arriving

6 years ago Chelsea Pottenger found herself in a psychiatric hospital. Deep in the throes of severe PostNatal Depression following the birth of her daughter,Chelsea in many ways was fighting for her life and at the beginning of a long road toward healing, and ultimately post traumatic growth. Along the way she found herself in a monastery learning and practicing meditation,Arriving at new insights about how she wanted to live, And eventually choosing to leave a very successful corporate career to found EQ Minds - a company on a mission to reset the corporate agenda. Chelsea and her team work with some of the world's most iconic businesses to prioritize the mental health and wellbeing of their employees first. In addition to founding and directing EQ Minds, Chelsea is now a highly sought-after keynote speaker, author of the Mindful High Performer, and was just nominated for Australian of the Year. Today she will share some of this journey.Her heart wrenching, and inspiring story of transforming pain into purpose. A story that in many ways offers us a beautiful reminder:There is a deeper and richer experience of life available to us.An experience that often begins with coming home to who we truly are. For more on Chelsea, her book, speaking and the incredible work they are doing at EQ Minds, please visit: https://www.eqminds.comEnjoying the show? Please rate it wherever you listen to your podcasts!Did you find this episode inspiring? Here are other conversations we think you'll love:On Listening and Attending to the Soul | James HollisOn Heartbreak, Healing, and Transformation | Sara Avant StoverOn Learning to Be a Better Friend to Ourselves | Megan PragerJoin Joshua on a NEW 6-month journey in uncovering how we can open our hearts and minds to live a more expansive life. A life that brings us alive. A life that is driven primarily by curiosity, wonder, and love (vs. certainty, control, and fear).Learn more about and register for "From Fear to Love: A 6 Month Journey" here. Thanks for listening!Support the show

A sub-Antarctic white-headed petrel found in Auckland's Muriwai Beach carpark has been released back into the wild after weeks of recovery. BirdCare Aotearoa fundraising manager, Dr Rashi Parker spoke to Ingrid Hipkiss.

A lesson in "diva house and horniness" from a modern New York darling. Ask Kilopatrah Jones who their favourite DJ is, and they'll give you an unequivocal answer: Junior Vasquez. And the influence is telling. Both born and raised in Queens, the two share a sense of house as a life force. Not in a new-age, spiritual sense. For Jones, it means being "sweaty, panting and free." The NYC DJ can play anything from techno to drum & bass, but when playing house, there's a particular sense of clarity: they understand the genre in the same lineage as Vasquez, Larry Levan and his peers, as the sound of reinvention, transgression, glamour and joy. Across the following two hours, RA.1013 immerses you in that world. It feels like walking into the Sound Factory at peak-time, bodies in glorious motion, fog thick in the air. The Lot Radio resident runs through familiar classics, bringing it home with a gag-inducing sweep of Donna Summer, Celine Dion, CeCe Peniston—and fittingly ends with Madonna, a wink to Jones's hero and his defining moment, "If Madonna Calls." Jones' RA Mix also reasserts the idea that clubs should be a place of joy. Not only for our individual needs and fulfillment, but as a political act—especially for marginalised folk. Arriving at a time when systemic regression and cultural decay feels increasingly pervasive, they is a model for what DJs and dance floors can, and arguably should be. As they put it, "I'm just so happy and grateful to be alive and in this body." Find the tracklist and Q&A at ra.co/podcast/1032

In this episode of Louisiana Unfiltered, Kiran Chawla sits down with the parents of Blakeleigh Weems, Chasity and Nelson as they discuss the sentencing of Shawn Robertson who pleaded guilty to vehicular homicide, second-offense DWI, reckless operation of a vehicle, possession of drug paraphernalia, driving with a suspended license, and no seat belt. Blakeleigh Weems was tragically killed less than an hour into 2024 when her vehicle was struck by the vehicle Shawn Robertson was driving as she was exiting an off-ramp in Denham Springs.Chapters05:03 A Unique Mother-Daughter Bond06:37 The Horrific Night 14:12 Arriving at the Hospital16:22 The Fight for Blakeleigh's Name21:41 Justice and Legal Battles34:02 Confronting the Accused42:35 Signs from Above44:34 Moving Forward Together Local Sponsors for this episode include:Neighbors Federal Credit Union:Another Chance Bail Bonds:Dudley DeBosier Injury LawyersSound and Editing for this audio podcast by Envision Podcast Production:

Manchester United 1981–1986: Flair, Frustration & the Big Ron EraWere Manchester United under Ron Atkinson a team of unfulfilled potential — or flamboyant trailblazers who set the stage for everything that followed?In this episode, Graham Dunn and Jamie Rooney are joined by lifelong United super-fan Richard Evans to dive into one of Old Trafford's most compelling transitional eras: Manchester United from 1981 to 1986.Arriving after years of drift, Ron Atkinson injected charisma, swagger, and a bold attacking identity back into the club. His United were easy on the eye and fearless in intent, with a midfield powered by Bryan Robson, elegance from Ray Wilkins, and cutting edge from Frank Stapleton and teenage sensation Norman Whiteside.We revisit the era's unforgettable highlights — from the dramatic 1983 FA Cup triumph to electric European nights against Barcelona and Juventus — moments when United felt capable of beating anyone. Yet the conversation also tackles the frustrations: league inconsistency, injuries to key figures, and defensive flaws that repeatedly derailed genuine title pushes.With the help of our guest panel, we debate a defining question: Was Big Ron's United an underachieving nearly-team, or the bridge between mediocrity and the coming Ferguson revolution?TakeawaysRon Atkinson brought a flamboyant, confident style back to Manchester United.Bryan Robson was the heartbeat of Atkinson's side.The atmosphere at Villa Park during this era's big games was unforgettable.United's European run produced thrilling clashes with Barcelona and Juventus.Mark Hughes emerged as a major figure late in the Atkinson years.Injuries to key players consistently undermined title challenges.If you enjoy these podcasts, please don't forget to subscribe and give us a rating and also tell everyone about them!

Lord Sebastian Coe joins the Experts in Sport podcast for a wide-ranging conversation tracing his journey from Loughborough student-athlete to one of the most influential figures in global sport. In this compelling episode, he reflects on the lessons learned from his legendary athletics career, shares untold stories and the immense pressure behind delivering London 2012, and offers his vision for the future of athletics in an increasingly complex world. With candid advice for the next generation of sports leaders, this is a rare and inspiring insight into the mind of a true sporting icon.Arriving at Loughborugh 1:06 Chancellor 11:16 Life after athletics 16:10 London 2012 23:33Spirit of 2012 37:08 Navigating challenges 41:55 Opportunity in athletics 49:13 #loughborough #university #loughborough university #education #student #Expertsinsport #podcast #experts #sport #research #expertsinhealth #fitness #history #sebcoe

When Vietnamese refugee Senh Duong fled after the fall of Saigon, he could never have imagined he'd one day co-found one of the most influential movie sites in the world - Rotten Tomatoes.A kid who grew up on Hong Kong kung fu flicks, Senh was obsessed with Jackie Chan. So when Jackie tried to break into Hollywood again, Senh went looking for honest reviews... But couldn't find any. Every critic said the movies were great (even when they weren't).So Senh decided to build a site that told the truth.What began as a side project coded through sleepless nights turned into a cultural phenomenon - one that raised $1 million (2 months before the dot com bubble burst!!), sold for $10 million, and changed how audiences everywhere judge movies.In this episode, Senh opens up about:

Caleb Drahosh Upon traveling from Bethany to Jerusalem, Jesus found a fig tree that gave the appearance of having fruit, but none was present. As a result, He cursed the fig tree. Arriving at the temple, He found all sorts of economic activity going on. He cleared the temple, teaching about the true purpose of the temple. The next day the disciples see the fig tree withered and ask Jesus about it. Hypocrisy gives the appearance of fruit, but none is truly present, which leads to ignoring the basic functions of faith.

A short reflection to end your week with peace.Learn to pause, breathe, and recognise that you've already arrived at the only moment that truly matters — this one.

A guided meditation to help you find peace in the present moment.Let go of striving, rest in gratitude, and remember that every journey eventually leads back to where you are — here and now.

Send us a textOn today's Out In The Garage podcast we discuss the journey of the Christian faith, what causes us to need to pull over and what we can do to make sure we arrive at our intended destination. To secure your spot at next years retreat click here: https://www.thepursuitofmanliness.com/gear/p/2026-mens-retreatSupport The Show: https://www.buzzsprout.com/110664/subscribeRegister for our next session of Tribe: https://www.thepursuitofmanliness.com/gear/p/tribe-xviiRegister for 90 Days of Discipline: https://www.thepursuitofmanliness.com/gear/p/90-days-2026Build your own local Tribe with Tribe Builder: https://www.thepursuitofmanliness.com/gear/p/tribe-builderSupport the show

Too Tall Tom Szymanski discusses the chances of winter weather moving into our region and the potential for snow. Also, an update about the snow predictions Amy, JJ and Tom made before Fall hit!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Hornet-watcher Phil Lester is a professor of ecology and entomology at Victoria University of Wellington.

Old Dominion Hall of Famer Thomas DeMarco joins The Monarchists Podcast to take a trip down memory lane — from his recruitment to ODU's first-ever football team, to that unforgettable first touchdown, comeback wins, the bond among the original Monarchs, and his post-football life.DeMarco opens up about the challenges of starting a brand-new program, his time in the CFL, lessons learned as a student-athlete, and how those experiences shaped his life and career today. It's a funny, heartfelt, and inspiring conversation about leadership, loyalty, and the early days of Old Dominion football.

Episode 67: Show Notes When longtime traveler Michael Rubiano arrived in Kathmandu, he expected another bucket-list trip built on miles, status perks, and curiosity. Instead, he found himself trapped in a city on fire. In this unforgettable Travel Stories episode, Michael retraces how a points-fueled getaway turned into a life-threatening crisis as political protests erupted across Nepal. He shares the eerie calm before the chaos, the moment hotel staff fled the kitchen, and the tension of watching fires burn from his 14th-floor room. Michael also reflects on the experiences that shaped his calm under pressure, what it was like being in a hotel under lockdown, his harrowing trip to the airport, and how he navigated the escalating danger. From the professionalism of Hyatt staff who sheltered guests, to the quiet fear of watching smoke rise from his window, his story reveals how trust, adaptability, and human kindness can carry us through the unexpected. Tune in to hear about Michael's unbelievable experience and a powerful reminder of how fragile and profound travel can be. Key Points From This Episode: [00:42] Introducing Michael Rubiano, the concept of a MegaDo (an in-person gathering of travel aficionados), and the type of trips they do together. [04:13] An overview of Flyertalk, its history, and how it was created for flyer communities. [08:01] Reaching lifetime elite status, Michael's first experiences of MegaDos, the most valuable loyalty programs, and how being on the West Coast influences his travel choices. [15:52] What drove Michael's decision to travel to Nepal, including Hyatt loyalty incentives and his four travel principles. [20:14] He explains his route via Cathay Pacific and how Nepal fit all his travel criteria. [24:29] Arriving in Kathmandu and reflections on privilege and safety abroad. [29:56] Michael's experience exploring Kathmandu, getting a feel of the city, and taking a flight over the Himalayas, before the crisis. [36:23] A timeline of the protests in Nepal: Michael recounts the start of the unrest, how the protests quickly escalated, fires erupted, and curfews began. [45:59] Michael's hotel lockdown experience, the escalating crisis, and his mindset throughout. [51:53] Preparations to evacuate and his detailed planning of what to carry and what to leave. [58:29] Rebooking his flight, his failed attempts to leave, and his tense journey to the airport. [01:10:50] The exceptional support shown by the Hyatt staff during the crisis, the relief Michael felt when he was in the air, and his surreal experience in Bangkok. [01:13:16] Reflections on the human side of travel and how crises like these reshape your perspective. [01:19:34] Learn about Michael's work as a luxury travel advisor and how to get in touch. Quotes: “[A MegaDo] is a gathering of frequent flyer aficionados talking about miles points and going behind the scenes in places that you don't normally get to see in an airplane, in an airport, in a hotel.” — Michael Rubiano [03:51] “I've been lots of places, not everywhere, but lots of places, and I'm always seeking the new and the novel.” — Michael Rubiano [18:03] “I get an email from the STEP program, saying, ‘Beware that there are protests in the southern part of the city, near Parliament, and you might want to avoid the area.' Okay, I wasn't anywhere near there. I was in the southwest part of the city. I wasn't getting involved in any protests.” — Michael Rubiano [40:58] “In the protests that were taking place on that Monday, — 19 people were killed, which set everything ablaze.” — Michael Rubiano [42:30] “A mob mentality takes on a life of its own. What started out as protests about corruption and nepotism and lack of job opportunities, lack of economic opportunity blew up, and all of a sudden you don't know which end is up.” — Michael Rubiano [48:53] “In my mind, if hotel staff are bolting out of the kitchen, I'd better get up back to my 14th-floor room. That is the first time that I said, ‘Okay, the danger is getting close to home.'” — Michael Rubiano [49:59] “When I went down to breakfast the next day at the hotel, I made sure to take my backpack, because what happens if something happens and I can't get back up to the 14th floor? So that backpack went with me everywhere.” — Michael Rubiano [58:14] “The hotel staff of the Hyatt Centric [were still] taking care of us when they had their own families and other worries to be concerned with. They were always making sure that we had food. They were still doing room service!” — Michael Rubiano [01:11:07] Links Mentioned in Today's Episode: Michael Rubiano email Michael Rubiano on Instagram Flyertalk The Flight Deal Hyatt Centric Cathay Pacific Thomas Kim on X Trevor Mountcastle on X The Milenomics Podcast Network

Chris Curtin arrived as chief marketing officer of Sam's Club in May just after the retailer, little sibling of Walmart, finished an agency review. But the veteran of Bank of America was familiar with his new agency, Publicis Groupe, from his old job. And he hit the ground running by overseeing a new holiday campaign starring Chris Pratt. Here, Curtin talks about what it's like coming in right after an agency review and just before Sam's Club's biggest season in retail, as well as how he's bringing finance and fintech experience to retail.

In this heartwarming episode of "Discovering Grayslake," host Dave sits down at The Loop Marketing with 13-year-old Chase McGann, a local student and aspiring DJ. Chase shares his journey from announcing at his sister's softball games to DJing community events, and his involvement in school theater and band. The conversation highlights Chase's passion for music, public speaking, and community service, reflecting Grayslake's supportive spirit. Listeners are treated to rapid-fire questions, local stories, and encouragement to support young talent, all wrapped in the friendly, hometown charm that makes Grayslake special. Contact: djchase795@gmail.com Nurturing Young Talent in Grayslake: Lessons from Chase McGann's Journey into DJing and Community Involvement Discovering Grayslake is more than just a podcast—it's a celebration of the people, stories, and spirit that make our hometown special. In a recent episode, host Dave (an experienced DJ and community mainstay) sat down with 13-year-old Chase McGann at The Loop Marketing, right at the heart of Center Street and Lake Street. Their conversation is a masterclass in how young people can find their voice, build confidence, and make a real impact in their community. This blog post dives deep into the main themes and actionable insights from the episode, offering guidance for parents, educators, and aspiring young leaders. Whether you're a Grayslake local or simply passionate about youth empowerment, you'll find plenty of inspiration and practical advice here. Table of Contents Spotlighting Youth: Why Community Involvement Matters Building Confidence Through Public Speaking and DJing Mentorship: The Power of Local Role Models Investing in the Right Tools: A Young DJ's Equipment Guide Balancing School, Hobbies, and Community Service The Value of Supportive Teachers and Family Actionable Tips for Young Announcers and DJs Fostering Kindness and Community Spirit Final Thoughts: Growing Up Grayslake Strong 1. Spotlighting Youth: Why Community Involvement Matters  Chase's story is a testament to the power of getting involved early. From announcing at his sister's softball games to DJing block parties and working with the PTO, Chase has found ways to contribute meaningfully to Grayslake's vibrant community life. Key Takeaways: Early involvement builds lifelong skills.** Chase's comfort on the mic and his organizational abilities are direct results of hands-on experience. Community events are gateways.** Local block parties, school events, and PTO activities offer safe, supportive spaces for youth to try new roles. Visibility matters.** When young people are given the spotlight, it encourages others to step up and participate. Actionable Advice: Encourage your child or student to volunteer at local events, even in small roles. Look for opportunities where youth can take the lead—announcing, organizing, or even running games. 2. Building Confidence Through Public Speaking and DJing  Public speaking is often cited as America's number one fear, but for Chase, it's a source of excitement. His journey shows that confidence is built through practice, positive feedback, and a willingness to embrace the spotlight. Nuanced Insights: Start small, build up.** Chase's first announcement was simply saying goodbye at a block party. Small wins lead to bigger opportunities. Preparation is key.** Arriving early, setting up equipment, and knowing your material reduces anxiety. Embrace mistakes.** Locker jams and tech hiccups are part of the process—laugh them off and keep going. Expert Advice: Practice public speaking at home—announce dinner, host family games, or narrate daily activities. Use tools like Kahoot, Canva, or even simple PowerPoint to create interactive presentations for family and friends. Record yourself and listen back to identify areas for improvement. 3. Mentorship: The Power of Local Role Models  Chase credits a local dad for teaching him the ropes—how to use a microphone, manage playlists, and engage a crowd. This mentorship was pivotal in his development. Key Points: Mentors provide both skills and confidence.** Learning from someone experienced demystifies the process. Community connections matter.** Local mentors understand the unique needs and culture of the area. How to Find or Become a Mentor: Reach out to local schools, PTOs, or community centers to connect youth with experienced volunteers. If you have a skill, offer to teach or co-host an event with a young person. Encourage a "shadowing" approach—let youth observe and then gradually take on more responsibility. 4. Investing in the Right Tools: A Young DJ's Equipment Guide  Chase's journey into DJing was made possible by thoughtful investment in equipment, much of it funded by family gifts and careful planning. Detailed Breakdown: Budgeting:** Chase spent about $400 on a speaker, microphones, lights, and a fog machine—showing that quality setups are possible without breaking the bank. Organization:** Keeping equipment organized and well-maintained is crucial for smooth events. Platform Choice:** Chase uses both Spotify and Apple Music, noting the unique features of each (like Apple's karaoke mode). Recommendations: Start with a reliable speaker and microphone—these are the backbone of any DJ setup. Add lights and effects (like a fog machine) as you gain experience and confidence. Use gift cards or holiday gifts to gradually build your setup. Explore both Spotify and Apple Music to see which fits your style and event needs. 5. Balancing School, Hobbies, and Community Service  Chase is not just a DJ—he's involved in theater (Annie Junior), band (playing tambourine in the symphonic band), and school clubs. Balancing these commitments is a challenge, but also a source of growth. Insights: Time management is a learned skill.** Chase juggles set-building, rehearsals, and DJ gigs by staying organized and prioritizing. Flexibility is important.** When play rehearsals ramped up, he adjusted his schedule to accommodate extra sessions. Diverse interests build resilience.** Exposure to different activities helps youth discover their strengths and passions. Actionable Tips: Use a planner or digital calendar to track commitments. Don't be afraid to say no or ask for help when overwhelmed. Try new activities—even if you don't get your first-choice role, there's value in every experience. 6. The Value of Supportive Teachers and Family  Chase's journey is supported by a network of encouraging teachers and family members. From his social studies teacher Ms. Corey to his band director Mr. Thomas, positive adult influences make a world of difference. Key Takeaways: Teachers who make learning fun inspire lifelong curiosity.** Family support—whether it's buying equipment or simply cheering from the sidelines—empowers youth to take risks.** Open communication with adults helps youth navigate challenges, from tech issues to school transitions.** How to Build a Support System: Celebrate small wins—acknowledge effort, not just results. Encourage open dialogue about challenges and successes. Connect with other families to share resources and advice. 7. Actionable Tips for Young Announcers and DJs  Drawing from Chase's experience and the host's expert advice, here are practical steps for aspiring young announcers and DJs: 1. Start Where You Are Volunteer to announce at family gatherings, school events, or local sports games. Use free or low-cost tools to practice—your phone's voice recorder is a great start. 2. Build Your Brand Create playlists and share them with friends, family, or on platforms like Spotify (as Chase does with "Chase's Entertainment Services"). Develop a simple website or social media page to showcase your work. 3. Stay Organized Keep your equipment in labeled cases or bins. Make checklists for setup and teardown to avoid forgetting key items. 4. Engage Your Audience Learn to read the room—play music that fits the mood and age group. Use the microphone to make safety and fun announcements, just like Chase does at foam parties. 5. Keep Learning Watch YouTube tutorials on DJing, public speaking, and event management. Ask for feedback after each event—what went well, and what could improve? 8. Fostering Kindness and Community Spirit  The episode closes with a heartfelt reminder: "We never know what our friends or family or anybody is going through… do one or two random acts of kindness today." This ethos is at the heart of Grayslake's community spirit. Ways to Spread Kindness: Hold the door for someone. Smile and greet neighbors. Volunteer for local events or help a classmate with homework. Why It Matters: Small acts of kindness create a ripple effect, making the community stronger and more welcoming for everyone—especially young people finding their way. 9. Final Thoughts: Growing Up Grayslake Strong  Chase McGann's story is a shining example of what's possible when young people are encouraged to pursue their passions, supported by family, teachers, and a caring community. Whether you're a parent, educator, or young person yourself,

On the 147th episode of What is a Good Life?, I'm delighted to welcome Karimu Samuels. Karimu is a movement expert whose journey from exhaustion to ease led him to discover the power of moving through life with flow. With years of studying body functionality and coaching athletes worldwide, he teaches holistic movement that unites body, mind, and emotion — guiding others toward balance and the joy of movement. He embodies the belief that through movement, we can master not only our bodies but also ourselves.In this conversation, Karimu invites us to explore what happens when we stop striving and start listening — to our bodies, our intuition, and the quieter signals of life. From learning to move through the world with less control and more awareness, to discovering movement as a mirror for self-understanding, he shares how trust, honesty, and softness became the foundation of his work and his peace.This episode invites you to slow down, listen deeply, and tune into what your body is trying to tell you.For more of Karimu's work:https://www.instagram.com/karimu_samuels/www.karimusamuels.comcontact@karimusamuels.comContact me at mark@whatisagood.life if you'd like to explore your own lines of self-inquiry through 1-on-1 coaching, my 5-week group courses, or to discuss team coaching to stimulate greater trust, communication, and connection, amongst your leadership teams.- For the What is a Good Life? podcast's YouTube page: https://www.youtube.com/@whatisagoodlife/videos- My newsletter: https://www.whatisagood.life/- My LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/mark-mccartney-14b0161b4/00:00–03:09 — “Who am I?” as the guiding question03:09–04:48 — Movement as universal; finding your gift04:48–07:40 — From ego goals to service; discovering movement07:50–12:36 — “Arriving / home” = inner peace12:36–15:17 — Trust → authenticity; speak your own reality16:10–18:40 — Radical honesty18:40–24:48 — Listening to the body: asthma & throat story24:48–28:03 — Practice and mastering mindset28:03–32:41 — Shaped by experience; learning to show up32:41–38:59 — Movement is a mirror; five components38:59–42:58 — Broken wrist; adapting without compensating42:58–47:33 — Softening: control vs. letting go47:33–52:05 — Love as a tool; co-creating safe space52:05–56:36 — “What is a good life?” Three pillars

Success is built through clear vision, consistent action, and resilience in the face of challenge. Every small step forward compounds into lasting results. Use these affirmations to help create your success. Listen to "Creating Success." This episode is brought to you by AquaTru. AquaTru is a water purifier that transforms your tap water!  AquaTru removes 15x more contaminants than ordinary pitcher filters and AquaTru filters last from 6 months to 2 years!  I use mine daily for drinking and cooking!AquaTru also comes with a 30-day Money-Back Guarantee. Use promo code AFFIRMATION to get 20% OFF any AquaTru purifier at AquaTru.comThe sister episode to this one is Episode 203 Affirmations for Success https://AffirmationPod.com/ForSuccess If this episode was helpful and you want to leave a tip, simply go to AffirmationPod.com/TipJarThinking of one-on-one coaching?Looking to change your mindset and empower yourself to a better you?Sign up for an affirmations coaching session and let's get to work at AffirmationPod.com/CoachingWANT MORE EPISODES LIKE THIS ONE? Episode 430 I am Successful https://AffirmationPod.com/IAmSuccessful Episode 393 I've turned my life around https://AffirmationPod.com/TurnedMyLifeAround Episode 336 Arriving at a New Level https://AffirmationPod.com/NewLevel LISTENER LOVE

This week on Shat the Movies, it's alive! We're dusting off Young Frankenstein (1974), Mel Brooks' black-and-white masterpiece that parodies horror classics with heart, brains, and a healthy dose of innuendo. Gene Wilder leads a pitch-perfect cast including Teri Garr, Peter Boyle, Marty Feldman, and Cloris Leachman in one of the most quotable comedies of all time. Gene and Big D dive into the film's legacy, brilliant performances, and whether this monster still has life in 2024. Movie Summary:Respected medical lecturer Dr. Frederick Frankenstein (Gene Wilder) learns that he has inherited his infamous grandfather's estate in Transylvania. Arriving at the castle, Dr. Frankenstein soon begins to recreate his grandfather's experiments with the help of servants Igor (Marty Feldman), Inga (Teri Garr) and the fearsome Frau Blücher (Cloris Leachman). After he creates his own monster (Peter Boyle), new complications ensue with the arrival of the doctor's fiancée, Elizabeth (Madeline Kahn). Commissioned by Emmett C. Support the Walk to Save Animals Donation link: http://www.tinyurl.com/shatpod Subscribe Now Android: https://www.shatpod.com/android Apple/iTunes: https://www.shatpod.com/apple Help Support the Podcast Contact Us: https://www.shatpod.com/contact Commission Movie: https://www.shatpod.com/support Support with Paypal: https://www.shatpod.com/paypal Support With Venmo: https://www.shatpod.com/venmo Shop Merchandise: https://www.shatpod.com/shop Theme Song - Die Hard by Guyz Nite: https://www.facebook.com/guyznite

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 22 Belle, Paige, Hope, & Madness In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels. To understand why Hope was currently so meek (for her) and attentive, you had to understand that her Father was a stern warrior-patriarch of a very proud and mostly traditional Korean family. At home, she was the dutiful eldest daughter in a family with no sons; here at FFU, she was aloof and deadly, except around Christina and company, where she got to be a relatively normal American girl in her early twenties. Hope's only experience with men was with her Father, who was rumored to have killed any male who looked at her sexually, or expected her to kill the ones he missed. At FFU there were no guys at all for her to form relationships with, until I arrived. It wasn't a Daddy-issue thing, Hope didn't charge off into the great unknown; she became a good student and learned, patiently and confidently. I would have time later to marvel at my brilliance; at the moment, Hope planting small kisses across my abs and chest as my shirt came up was beyond pulse searing. She didn't know stimulation so much as she understood how a body worked. She also was coolly efficient in easing my shirt over my head and off my arms. She used a strong, steadying maneuver to take each shoe and sock off before she removed my pants and underwear together. When she finished, she was left kneeling in front of me, my cock bobbing an inch or two from her lips. She stared at it. I cupped a hand over each ear and guided her lips to my blood-engorged head. I had no intention of ramming it down her throat; her parting of the lips was enough. It was on her own initiative that she licked off the pre-cum starting to appear along the slit. Her lips took in the top of the head and I stopped the pressure on her head. Hope quickly took over, leaning forward, taking in the whole head, retiring before bobbing back and letting her lips pass over the head to the start of the shaft. I let her figure out by using her mouth and wrapping my cock up with one hand what felt good to me. She was growing in confidence by leap and bounds but I was still in charge. I touched each shoulder and she looked up (pretty damn sexy with her cheeks dimpling in as she sucked my cock). "Stand up and take off your clothes," I instructed. I held her hand as she stood. Hope's removal of her clothing was no striptease, although it did have a certain military grace to it, physically perfect and fearless. Four times I had to stop myself from stepping up and ravish her as her body's muscles rippled under her smooth, ochre skin and her breasts swung loose, perfectly round and excited. "On the bed," I instructed. Hope turned presenting her taut athletic ass to me, each cheek rolling in tandem with each stride. She moved to pull back the covers but I stopped her with a word. "No," I corrected her. "I want you above the covers." Hope smoothly altered her motion so that she crawled on all fours onto the bed. She looked over her shoulder at me, deliciously presented, before rolling onto her back. I approached her on my hands and knees from the foot of my sleeping platform and languidly stalked up her body until I stopped and kissed her at the joining of the thigh to the torso. Hope remained attentive and quiet, watching me plant kisses on each side of her pubic triangle without touching it. As I worked my way up to her diaphragm, Hope raised her left leg, bent at the knee, foot resting next to her other knee. I gave a quick smile; Hope was relaxed and enjoying the moment, which is pretty special for a first-timer. I let my lips nibble along the bottom rib until I took a nip out of her waist and made her giggle. Hope shifted away as she brought the back of her hand up to stifle her snickers. I let her go. I wanted to give her a wide range of sensations to sample. Had I done this with any of the other women I'd taken to bed? No, but no two women are alike. The only person Hope compared herself to was Hope and I gave her that level of respect. I laid a path of licks and lip suction up her sternum to her far (left) breast. I circled the areola with my tongue, making sure to rub the nipple with my upper or lower lip as I made my circuit. Hope made this cute little coughing noise but otherwise remained still. Her nipple twirled around my tongue before I engulfed it with my mouth and started a strong steady suction that I accentuated by pulling my head up with her nipple extended by the upward maneuver. This earned me a twitching in her hips. Her raised leg began to flop back and forth to the side while the right leg pressed against me and opened up her crotch for exploration. I took the offer and ran my right hand along her inner thigh above the knee to her plump, moist cunt lips. On the first trip I pushed a finger in up to the first knuckle. I drew some of her juices down along her other inner thigh until I made a circle under her knee. She shivered slightly as I did so. I zigzagged on the return trip, this time running a finger from the perineum, dipping in to her cunt and making a quick twirl right beneath the clit. Two desperate breaths escaped past Hope's clenched teeth. Hope's orgasm was close, closer than she realized. I moved my lips from her breast to her ear once more. I also subjected her cunt to the energies of another finger. I made slow, shallow strokes directed at parting the labia around her now rather impressive clitoris, twisting it and squeezing it between my fingers. (Strong fingers are something you work on in Marksmanship btw.) When Hope's arms snaked up and wrapped me tightly to her, I knew she was on the home stretch. "I am going to take you now," I whispered in her ear. The thrill and confusion of my intentions tore her apart inside. She wanted to learn and obey but she also wanted to maintain her virginity, and the two ideas collided like twin locomotives. Remember, sex is in the mind and Hope's thoughts were on fire. I bit down on her earlobe at the same time I grappled with her right tit and gave several quick sharp spanks to her quim. "Zane!" she started out with a hiss but boiled into a thunderous shout. Her thighs clamped onto my fingers and she drove (no, she didn't claw, she impaled) her fingers into me like nails. The temporary deafness in my right ear was its own reward. I kissed her, running my tongue along the top and back of her teeth while her body shook and shivered. When the last of the tremors subsided I released her and pushed up with my arms, keeping my elbows half bent. "Zane, I'm sorry. I've hurt you," Hope sounded worried that her fingernails had blood on them. The pain was nothing compared to the humiliation I'd go through in the showers tomorrow. Rio took perverse glee crowing over every new sexual scar I accumulated. "Hush now; on your knees facing me," I commanded. This time Hope gave a barely noticeable blink before complying. She sat there attentively, her ass resting on her heels and her palms on her thighs looking smoking hot with damp thighs and perky nipples. I shifted up the bed, keeping to my side until I was properly positioned. I then reached for the back of Hope's head and confidently directed her toward my cock once more. Hope picked up right where she'd left off; slurping my head like a lollipop. Hope didn't get overly ambitious. She sucked me in, rolled my head around her mouth using her tongue with the occasional sojourn an inch or two down my shaft. Being at loose ends since Hope was drooling all over my rod so well, I reached out and began fondling her closest breast. This time I was rough, milking her breast, gripping the base of the breast and pulling down until I pulled the nipple. No response from Hope wasn't a bad thing; if she didn't like it she'd let me know. A few more pleasurable minutes with Hope and I sat up and put my other hand on the small of her back (I have really good abdominal muscles). I brushed my hand knife-like and pinkie first down between her ass cheeks. I brushed her anus but only briefly because my target was her cunt once more. She was hot, wet, and welcoming. I worked two fingers in and pumped her as hard as I dared. When I had her rocking her hips in response to my thrusts, I jumped my fingers down and vibrantly worked over her clit. Hope choked and little shimmies emanated from her hips. Again, I switched things up on her; I moved my hand up and rotated my forefinger against her anus until it gave way. Hope made a slight gagging noise but recovered masterfully and upped the tempo of her blowjob. "Come this way," I directed her by pulling her right buttocks to me. Hope wiggled from the waist slightly so she could look down the length of my body into my eyes. I repeated my hand motion, her eyes flashed with pleasure and she quickly straddled my body. Now her cunt was nearly at mouth level (Hope's pretty tall) while her blowjob continued non-stop in our '69'. I gripped a buttock in each hand, pulled them apart and then lifted my head to her honey box. With my first lick, Hope's resolve began to fracture. I would grove my tongue, move her hips over me and then lick from her clit to the bottom of her cunt. I massaged her several times before resting my head and alternating my fingers in. When my tongue lapped at her creases once more, I trailed a finger up to her anus, no reaction. I tickled her backside for half a minute, then substituted my tongue. I probed delicately and Hope stuttered in response. I went back to twirling her clit while pushing my index finger through her sphincter. Her oral attentions finally broke down. She let my cock plop out of her mouth and rested her forehead on my hip while the overwhelming sensations crashed over her senses. I felt the tightness of her anal cavity around my finger and her cunt throbbing against my tongue. I pushed deeper with my finger and her juices started flowing as Hope became more and more aroused. Valiantly, she stepped up her game, kissing and sucking one of my balls into her mouth. I moaned, which made her very happy. Hope's clit played along my lips as I took it in and sucked on it. She was rubbing my cock shaft as she tantalized my balls when she felt it start to pulse in her hand. My cockhead was engulfed by her lips and she remorselessly gobbling up the top third of my cock with the addition of a little twisting motion with her head and throat. "I'm cumming," I growled. "Take it all but don't swallow until I tell you to." Hope drove me on faster and harder and I reciprocated on her two holes. When I took on her clit once more, it wasn't in the form of a monster wave crashing on the beach but like a building tsunami pulling the energy before pummeling in one overwhelming surge. I poked a second finger into her anus to drive her over the top. Hope's back arched violently and a thin stream of fluid squirted into my mouth. She humped my face and squeezed my fingers in her asshole in a corkscrew fashion. "Zane!" she belted out musically. "Oh, God, that's great, umm, oh, yes, don't stop." My member slapped against my stomach and my balls were starting to boil and I couldn't hold back for long. Several more flexes and grunts came from Hope before she settled down enough for me to get her to do what I wanted. "Hope, I'm cumming," I ground out once more and just in time. Hope barely got my shaft upright and her lips over my head before I began ejaculating into her mouth. She breathed sharply through her nose but didn't choke or spew. Time after time she took my seed until I mustered the strength to let her know I was done. Hope dismounted me and resumed her kneeling position supported by unsteady thighs. I was a little slower in following her though her eyes sparkled when I looked into their brown depths. "Show me," I told her. Hope opened her mouth and I saw my semen brimmed inside. I kissed her lower lip along its entire length then did the same to her upper. I didn't take any of my jizz this time, that would came another time. For now, "Swallow," I spoke, and she did in a mighty gulp. I pulled her into me and led us down onto the comforter, Hope resting in my embrace. I soaked up the gentle passion of the moment with Hope in my arms. When she started kissing me on the neck I realized that was her way of asking for more. I twisted my body and pulled Hope past me so she could extend herself onto her hands and knees with me at her side. She lowered herself, letting her long, luxurious black hair cascade over her far shoulder. My hands roamed over the back of her neck and shoulders while I kissed her mid and lower back. I shifted from her side, ending up behind her. I gave a slight nudge to her calf to get Hope to open her legs wide and let me position my hips behind her. I gave my rod a few strokes to get it ready but really the visual tableau of the tightly sculpted muscles of her shoulders, back, hips, and buttocks made the physical stimulation superfluous for me. Keeping my eyes on Hope, I leaned way back and rummaged under the rolled-up blanket at the foot of the bed. The heating pad I'd asked Barbie Lynn to place there made finding the vial of viscous scented oil that was being warmed up easy. I was pleasantly assured of my feel for Hope to notice she hadn't looked back to see what I was up to. That took a great deal of confidence and trust. The serenity with which Hope greeted the thin stream of liquid as it steamed while flowing from her tailbone into her cleft was intensely arousing to my sight. I set down the container and began rubbing the oil in. First I started around the anus but I soon moved over each cheek, massaging them as well. When I coasted down to her inner thighs Hope figured out what was really going on and I could swear I heard a phantom cough of amusement. She knew I'd tricked her in a playful way. A few seconds later she pieced together the why, distracting her was secondary to easing the fatigue creeping through her thighs, lower back and ass brought on by several tense orgasms. There would be no muting of our joining. For ten minutes she relaxed and soaked up the hot oil working into her flesh. I restarted my efforts by kissing each hip, signaling her that I was anxious for her flesh. I placed one hand on the small of her back and lined up my cock at the top of her ass crack. I gently rocked forward, pushing my cock onto her back. Swaying back, I let my cock slip off her ass, letting it swing free before thrusting forward once more. This time I directed it languidly along the base of her cunt, letting my cockhead part her lips and plow her furrows until I touched then passed the clit on my way through her pubic hair and beyond. I repeated this orchestra of lust, adding in a movement where my bulbous head pressured her sphincter to the point of violation before sliding elsewhere. "Jesus, Zane," Hope sung out, "make up your mind. You are driving me crazy." Hope wasn't being exhorted to climax by any loss of control; it was the tension brought about by not knowing what direction the lesson was going to take. For someone else it would be as if you were reading LA Confidential one night only to discover that the last quarter of the book was missing and not accessible until the next morning. "There will be no intercourse for us tonight, Hope," I informed her. I began pumping along her cunt, mimicking the fucking motion. Time and again I let my cock head cut along her labia, brush her clitoris until it was stimulated by the low ridges along the shaft. It didn't take long for Hope to start pushing back against me to maximize my 'depth'. Hope clenched the sheets as we both increased the violence of our impacts. Her breath was coming in labored huffs and sweat began beading up all over her skin. Considering how fit Hope was, I was impressed with the intensity with which she embraced our sympathetic coupling. "No, not yet; keep going," was her self-encouraging mantra. "Don't let go, don't let go. Push him, push him harder." I scooped up the long tail of Hope's hair and guided her body up off her hands so that her back slid up and down my chest. Our hands did a little dance of their own. She ended up with her left reaching across and holding on to my right at her breast. My right still held the majority of her long locks, and I used those to give a silken caress to my coaxing of her right breast to sensual overload. My left hand landed on her stomach and used that perch to push her harder into me with each thrust. Her left hand wandered back to my ass. Hope's nails dug in deep (am I being marked/branded?) and she matched her pull with my push between her legs. When she finally succumbed to her climax, vaginal juices washed over my cock and down both our thighs. I was perfectly poised to support my lovers body as she surrendered to her orgasmic impulses and erotic energies coursed chaotically through her system. Her murmurs signaled she was regaining control and she made it definite by placing a series of kisses along my right arm. I coaxed us down on the bed facing one another. "I still don't know if I want to have sex tonight," Hope smiled sleepily. "It is your choice to make," I answered. "We both know you have the confidence now to make that decision when you are ready." "Are you looking out for me, Zane?" Hope teased me wearily. "Of course. I look out for all my ladies, even those who can take care of themselves just fine," I noted. She nodded and I realized that she'd tentatively opened the door into her inner circle of friends. "To answer an earlier question, I take no pleasure in ordering you around as some kind of power trip. I communicated with you in a manner that maximized your focus on our caresses." She nodded and gave me an affectionate peck on the forehead, reaffirming her dominant status. "You will come with me and shower," she ordered me. I retrieved two robes and my shower kit and a naked Hope lead me to the Solarium shower. We did not bathe ourselves; we lathered, rubbed, and rinsed the other, and I could tell Hope relished the experience. "Tell me something: how come you and Heaven have never snuck off in the woods and knocked boots?" she mused. "You are not asking because you think we did and didn't talk about it so you must be wondering what it would be like if we did, so yes, I would fuck you if you asked me to while doing a little shooter-spotter bonding out in the forest," I related to Hope; on the Marksmanship team, I was the spotter to her shooter. Her eyes flashed like lightning on a pitch black night. A powerful, lethal rifle in hand and a lover penetrating her was Hope's aphrodisiac, her perfect storm. "You should get ready for that. I definitely think it will make us a more simpatico team," Hope smiled and rubbed her breasts against my chest. "Are you going to make me obey you?" "I'm going to stick a ponytail up your ass and make you call me Master," I confided. "Oh, so how do you want your bullets; orally, anally or at high-velocity?" she remarked as her grin became more feral. "I've got nothing but love for you, Baby," I joked. We finished toweling off and headed for the bedroom area. We immediately noticed that while the sofa-beds were still open, they were unoccupied. Had we been that loud? I'm being rhetorical, I am the soul of discretion but I bring out the vocalist in every woman I meet. Inside the screens I could make out the forms of multiple girls having already settled in under the covers. Rio and Mercy were intertwined at their usual place on the far side of the bed. Barbie Lynn was curled up, facing away from us, in the middle of the platform, and Vivian was on her back, eyes closed, stretching out on the near side. I motioned Hope to follow me to the spot between Barbie Lynn and Vivian at the foot of the bed. She looked down at her carefully placed clothes then back to me. Her gaze went to the clock on one of the wardrobes, back to me, then she followed. We lay in each other's arms for a few minutes as our hair dried and bodies wound down. "Umm, that was definitely more than I envisioned, Zane," Hope sighed happily while staring up at the clouds in the night sky. "I need to be going but I look forward to seeing you in the morning." "No, you are staying the night," I stated. Hope pushed herself up into a kneeling position, hands on her thighs and her ass resting on her heels. "You are getting off on ordering me around, aren't you?" Hope smirked. To maintain the illusion, I didn't answer. I did get on my knees, wrapped my arms around her waist, and pulled us both into a kneeling, upright posture. Our mutual attraction brought our fresh bodies into contact. Hope exhaled and let her hands come to rest on my buttocks and the side of her head rest against my collarbone while my hands cupped each of her ass cheeks. Hope then did something I hadn't even imagined; she purred like a sated cat and snuggled firmly into my embrace. "Thank you, Zane," she whispered. "You're welcome, my Little Thunder" I responded. I knew I could have said something like 'you are worth it' or 'you did all the real work,' but I went with what felt right and those were the words she wanted to hear. Never just another Monday Morning. Death is inevitable; no one can force it upon you or save you from it. "Zane," a woman whispered in my ear. It is a testament to my out-of-control sex life that I didn't immediately know the identity of the woman in my bed even though drugs and/or alcohol were not involved. "Yes, Hope?" I turned and whispered back. "We are surrounded," her eyes glimmered. Indeed, we had been surrounded in the few hours we'd been asleep. Barbie Lynn had crowded in on Hope's section of the bed. As Hope rolled onto her side and snuggled into me, Barbie Lynn wiggled in behind her and pressed her magnificent boobs into Hope's back. She had even put her upper arm to rest on Hope's and had situated her right lower thigh and calf between Hope's legs. On the other side of the equation, Vivian was on her side, left leg laid over my thighs and left hand on my chest, on top of Hope's hand. Both our new female companions were sound asleep and snoring softly. "What do you want me to do about it?" I inquired quietly. "I don't know," Hope seemed conflicted. "Barbie Lynn is having a good dream." "And?" I wondered. "Her nipples are digging into my back and she's humping my ass," Hope grinned. At least she wasn't offended. "What would you do?" "Turn over slowly, push her on her back, spread her legs and then slip two fingers into her cunt and pump her," I tried not to snicker. "Work in small circles, then start suckling on a nipple; she likes a bit of teeth." "I've never been sexually involved with a woman," Hope said. It wasn't a statement but a declaration of an issue she was contemplating. "You would like to see Barbie Lynn and me, pleasuring one another, would you not?" Hope mused. "Absolutely," I nodded slightly, enough not to wake our companions. "I'll bring it up to her over breakfast," she informed me thoughtfully. "I need to look into her clear blue eyes when I talk this idea out with her." "She'll like that," I murmured, "and that is what she deserves too." Though asleep (we hoped), Barbie Lynn nuzzled into Hope's ear and let her hand drop down onto Hope's closest breast. "She's not making waiting easy," Hope looked worried concerning her desire to postpone the encounter. "The best things in life are never easy," I pointed out before we both drifted back off. Good News,  Rejection I woke up with the feeling that something was wrong but I couldn't place it. The alarm wasn't going off, the phone wasn't ringing, and there were no sirens screaming. Vivian, on my left side, had worked her way between my arm and my body and was draped over half of my form. The awkwardness only increased when I realized she'd slid a hand between her legs. That wasn't so bad except it also meant the back of her hand was also rubbing along my cock. Her other hand had come to rest against my neck on the far side and her face was blowing softly on my neck's near side. Remember the arm she'd separated from my side? The devilish hand at the end of that arm had somehow wedged itself under her underwear and was holding one of Vivian's ass cheeks. Vivian began the slow, steady process of awakening, bringing about a strange paralysis in me. As her mind wandered its way toward alertness, both of her hands fidgeted slightly. My pulse jumped and my rod raced to iron hardness against her wrist as she stirred. "Your hand is on my ass," she murmured. "I'm sorry," I gulped. "I wish I could say I was sorrier but I'm not. My only excuse is that I was asleep when it happened." "I know, Zane, I put your hand on my ass," Vivian said, her breath tickling my jugular. "It was already close and, I was curious." I blinked up at the ceiling, having moments ago misread the evidence and believed I'd violated this woman's trust in me. "I am going to spank you," I seethed. "I am going to strip down your panties and spank your ass for putting me through what you just put me through." "Does it buy me any goodwill if I tell you that Chastity brought some things over for Hope last night?" Vivian wondered. "They're over on the dresser. That's why I cut the alarm off, so you two could get some more sleep." "The alarm is off," Hope whispered. "What time is it?" She didn't sound so happy. "I didn't hear you wake up," Vivian apologized. "Long-range shooting involves controlled breathing," Hope answered. "What time is it?" Vivian rolled over, leaned off the bed, and retrieved her phone. "5:27," Vivian hissed back to us. "Oh," moaned a sleepy Barbie Lynn. "I guess Zane and I will have to do it in the shower again, not that I mind," she finished with a sexy grin. "No marathon session if you go downstairs," Vivian cautioned. "Zane and I have already showered," Hope said, "So we can avoid the ritual at this time." "How was it?" Barbie Lynn propped herself on an elbow and gazed upon Hope's face. "I will never look at Zane touching or kissing another woman in the same way," Hope imparted to her. "I'll talk about the details when I've digested the lessons I learned last night." "Yes, lessons," Hope confirmed as she rolled back the covers and sat up. "It is his chosen method for our sex play, that of female student and male instructor." "That's just fascinating;" grumbled Rio, "but some of us do need showers. If Zane doesn't put in an appearance, hey, what are you doing, Monkey?" Rio's attention turned to Mercy. Mercy had rolled on top of Rio, elevated on all fours, and was now sucking on and nibbling Rio's left nipple. "Did I tell you to do that?" Rio quizzed Mercy. Mercy shook her head in the negative but kept hold of the tit in her mouth. "Don't you worry, you annoying cunt," Rio grinned evilly, "I've got something planned for your insubordination this time. Now scoot." This time Mercy did wiggle off Rio. "Why don't you play teacher/student with me?" Barbie Lynn teased me. "You eat ice cream with a spoon and steak with a knife, Barbie Lynn, but hell, if you want to play Merry Monk and Naughty Nun with me, I'm game," I grinned. Barbie Lynn's grin equaled mine and added a salacious tongue running along the lips. She is my best sexual partner ever. "Before you run off can I ask Zane for one favor first?" Vivian asked the ladies. I was hoping she'd be considerate enough to ask me too. "Atta girl," Rio perked up. "Ride his face. Get his patented tongue-tickle wakeup call." "That's not what I have in mind," Vivian responded. "Sure," Barbie Lynn answered Vivian's request. "What; are we stockholders in Zane now?" Hope inquired. "I withhold my vote until I know what Zane has to do and how he feels about it." "Thanks, Hope," I looked over at her. "You are my spotter. If you are distracted, your performance suffers and so does mine," she smiled. "It is enlightened self-interest." Yeah, right. "I understand, Hope," Vivian nodded. "I knew if I asked Zane, he would consult with you ladies so I elected to take on any of your rejections myself. Zane, would you let me cuddle up against you for a few more minutes? That's all I want." "Sure," I agreed. This wasn't going to be so hard. Unfortunately, fate is cruel and I'm an idiot if there was ever any doubt. Vivian maneuvered so that her back was to me and she was pressed into my body. Hellish complication number one: when Vivian had leaned off the bed, I had removed my hand from her underwear, causing it to have ridden half-way down her ass. Hellish complication number two: I sleep naked; my cock was hard and wedged between said ass cheeks, and I mean wedged in deep. Hellish complication number three: "Zane, could you wrap your arm around me, please?" Vivian murmured. I had a feeling she had closed her eyes, feigning sleep, so I draped an arm over and rested it on her stomach, nice and safe. Vivian took my hand and pulled it to a point underneath her right tit and slightly into her cleavage beneath her shirt. Okay, I'm thinking, I'm still safe. I can do this for a few minutes and not crack. I had a really good time with Hope last night and I'm not running at a 100% over-stupid like I normally am. Vivian started to stretch, her back arching away from me while her shoulders and hips pushed in. I had to admit that her hair smelled great. I knew what to do next, but then I realized that what I had to do was think like someone who didn't know what to do. (Confused? Join the club) "What do I call you?" I whispered into her ear. "Vannie," she responded quietly. 'Vannie' must be the nickname her boyfriend uses. "Time to wake up, Vannie," I breathed. Vivian kept arching her back, with some gradual hip rotation added to the mix. My cock was rubbing down between each buttock; my hand was being pushed over the top of her shirt-covered breast. I had a reprieve when the bell's edge of my phallus caught on the waistband of her panties. Vivian swiveled her hips a few more times and then rotated her shoulders so that the palm of my hand wove circles over her breast. Her enticed nipple came out to play by twisting with my movements. I still had some hope, though, that she'd stop soon. When she ran her hand from her stomach to her crotch I prayed that a little self-stimulation was all she was seeking. With her left hand, which I hadn't tracked, she worked her panties half way down her thighs before resuming her gymnastic routine. Then her fiendish hand migrated over her thigh and cheek until it wrapped around my cock and gave it a squeeze. I had to do something quickly. "Vannie," I whispered with more urgency, "you really need to wake up." Vivian faked a yawn then wiggled violently against my hips. This allowed her to force my cock through her ass crack and between her thighs. Vivian was showing a surprisingly inherent talent as a champion lap-dancer. I had done the whole pseudo-sex thing last night with Hope so why was I being subjected to this again? "Vannie, I wish you didn't have to go." That caused a hiccup in her performance. Her hip movements became almost romantic in their tenderness and a low contented growled emanated from her chest. I racked my personality assessment of Vivian to figure out what to do next. Sexual conduct is best when you know what your partner is looking for and meeting that expectation. I took my hand from her breast, sauntered it up her sternum to her neck and jaw. I tilted her head toward me. Her eyes were still closed as if asleep so she made no reaction as I leaned in for a chaste kiss, no tongue. She kissed back in an equally tender fashion. "You need to wake up, Vannie," I said one last time. She nodded, gave me another kiss, and then let her head settle back on the pillow. "Thank you, Zane," Vivian told me as she looked up and over her shoulder at me. "Fuck it all, Bro!" Rio yelled. "Your cock is in her ass. Fuck her! Fuck her! This is your chance to nail the stuck up bitch." "She's not a stuck up bitch and my cock is not in her ass," I countered. "Trust me," Barbie Lynn provided her input, "if that meat was up her ass, the look on her face would be totally different." What happened to normal days of waking up where we greet each other, ask about our plans for the day, and wonder what we are having for breakfast? Seriously, who has discussions about what a girl's face would look like with my cock up their ass first thing in the morning? "On that wonderful note, I'm going to, I suddenly realized I was boned by reality. I had nowhere to go. I didn't need to shower and I didn't have to be anywhere for an hour and a half. Speaking of boners, why wasn't Vivian letting go of my cock, which she held tightly against her cunt lips? Well, if you can't be happy, "Vivian, could you stay with me a little longer?" I requested gently. "That's it," Rio chuckled. "Lure her in with that patented Braxton seduction then tap that ass good." There was rustling from Rio's side of the bed. "Mercy, you stay put." "I'm going down and talking to the other girls," Barbie Lynn announced. "Zane, I'll explain things to our shower buddies." With that, she scooted away from the covers and crawled off the foot of the bed. "I'm going to put some clothes on," Hope spoke up. "It is something of a marvel that so many of you seem comfortable in your nakedness but I'm not there yet." She too made her way off the bed and to the clothes Chastity had left for her friend. "Sure, Zane, I'll stay a little longer if you like," Vivian was finally allowed to respond. I nestled into her and she molded tightly to me. As I was busy inhaling the scent of her hair my hand returned to her stomach. This time it was a little lower, like brushing the top of her pubic hair lower. Vivian did me two better. Her right hand reached back and stroked my hair as I rested my lips on her neck, innocently of course. Her left hand was up to far worse; she reached down and began to pet my cockhead that was conveniently poking between her legs at cunt level. At that point, I'm trying to figure out why in the hell Vivian is torturing me. A loud slap of a hand on ass echoed to me from Rio's side of the bed. Mercy squeaked. Then it occurred to me; two could play at Vivian's game. The hand on the stomach wandered up her body, underneath her sleeping jersey and began fondling her left breast, including the occasional pull on the nipple. Another spanking resounded from the Rio/Mercy duo as I freed my left hand from beneath me and wrapped up Vivian's hair. I tilted her head toward me and began kissing her lips. Her mouth opened at my approach and we were soon wrestling back and forth with our lips and tongues. A third slap of Rio's paddle on Mercy's ass rang out. I began pumping against Vivian's ass. As my cockhead withdraw deep into her muscular thighs her hand followed. I stopped when her fingers touched her clit. I'm still somewhat unclear on how Christian school girls stand on masturbation but it obviously didn't matter that Vivian was doing it right now, she had her shirt bunched up above her breasts, her panties around her knees, and my cock massaging her cunt. Two more smacks echoed from Mercy's paddling which concluded with a squeal of pleasure. Sometimes those two, I guess the next step is for them to be the first FFU openly lesbian couple or a Bonnie and Clyde crime spree, based on which way the neuron misfires in Rio's noggin. As for which way Vivian's brain was going off the rails, I wasn't totally certain. "Yes," she broke our kiss. "Yes, yes, yes," she panted. We were now rocking with some real synergy. She titled her face away from me and placed her chin on her chest as her breathing became rapid and shallow. Farther down, my cock and her fingers became impossibly slick with a mixture of my pre-cum and her vaginal fluids. I picked up the tinglings from her cunny first but they rapidly spread to her stomach and thighs. "Yes, oh, yes, oh, Holy God, ugh, ugh, ugh, Yes!" Vivian cried out. More liquid sloshed against my cock, not too much but enough to make me shoot, all over her hand and thighs. "Oh, oh, oh, it's been so long," she wheezed through tortured lungs. We rapidly put the brakes on our action and settled into a comfortable embrace. A minute later she gave me one last playful ass wag and sat up. My cock was thankfully going into a dormant state. Vivian had swung her feet off the bed, then turned and kissed me (chastely once more). "Thank you, Zane," she smiled as she began lapping my semen off her hand. "I can't wait to try this out with my boyfriend." Plus side: Vivian was getting the courage to get back with the long-time boyfriend who had 'accidentally' taken her virginity. I'd like to make Vivian's quality of life better. She also liked the taste of my seed. Down side: I'm back to being a practice dummy for the ambitious girls around me. Also, she liked the taste of my seed. "I appreciate you letting me loosen up and work out some of my issues with you," Vivian completed. Why can't a woman be satisfied with being a total jerk to me so I can stay angry with them for more than five seconds? I know there are chicks out there that get out of bed, sneer down at their former lover, and belittle them before laughing like the Wicked Witch and sauntering out the door. I blame my misconceptions on Lifetime TV, my Aunt watches it, honest. I flopped down on the bed and stared at the last bit of dark skies before the first rays of sunlight drove them away. Hope stepped into my field of view, grinning, with her ponytail dangling down and tickling my nose. "Zane, I really care for you and I am saying this with the utmost sincerity," Hope began. "You should have let Christina throw you out that first day," she smiled. "I have trained in the martial arts since I was five yet I've never seen anyone take a beating like you have in my entire life. The Energizer Bunny has nothing on your staying power, Zane. From Barbie Lynn at the beginning of the semester to Vivian right now, you just get it coming and going. I'm in awe with your inability to learn from your mistakes. I mean that in the kindest way." "Have I done anything right?" I sighed. Hope grabbed my nose, pinched it painfully, and yanked my head over for eye-to-eye contact. "You do a lot right, Zane, no pity party for you. I can name a dozen women who would charge into a burning building to save you, me included," she pointed out. "Zane, I want to protect you, and my Father taught me to ignore the cries of my own family if we were ever attacked because that would reveal my position," Hope informed me. Man, that is just plain fucked up in so many ways I don't even want to get into. What kind of father does that to his little girl? "I've never had a pet; I sleep with an automatic pistol under my pillow and a combat shotgun beneath my bed. I couldn't imagine anyone would consider himself a man unless he was versed in at least three forms of combat. I don't think I need to go into my instructions should a man touch me inappropriately, much less touch me when I was naked," she smiled warmly. "Wait," I mused after a moment's retrospection, "you want to protect me? Can't I be the one protecting you?" "Okay," she replied thoughtfully, "after Karate Club today, you and I can spar and if you can take me two out of three submissions, I will allow you to protect me." Wait, I am going to risk getting my ass kicked for what? It isn't like she's going to sleep with me if I win, and I can definitely get some action with Cappadocia if I refuse. "I'd like to but I have plans," I shrugged. "I am sure Cappadocia will understand. Besides, I might finish you off quickly and the two of you can get at it when I leave," Hope countered. "What makes you think, ?" I get out. "Zane, you live in a glass house, literally. You and her are no great secret," Hope interrupted. "Fine, let's see who gets schooled this time," I agreed. "So, how many years of Karate have you had?" "None," she smiled sweetly. "If it matters, I am advanced in the teachings of Taekkyeon, Hapkido, and Geom Do." "I have no clue as to what those styles are," I admitted. "A striking techniques style, a mixed martial arts style, and Korean Sword fighting," Hope informed me without a hint that she was offended by my ignorance. I knew that was a vast simplification of what those schools taught but from my limited experience, we could sit back and discuss them for twenty years and not cover every nuance. What I did know was, this school had more than its fair share of females unusually skilled in the arts of killing their fellow sentient life forms. Wait, was this the Hell Mouth and I am surrounded by an army of Buffy's, Faith's and Willow's? Did that make me Zander? Maybe I was Oz. He got to be a werewolf after all. "Where do you go," Hope asked with intense curiosity, "between that blink of your eye and the next?" "I'm imagining what you look like without your bra and panties on," I lied. I said that because I wanted to see her reaction, not because I had a hope in hell of her believing that. She did nothing. "I try to put my current circumstances in a context, no matter how crazy, that allows me to figure out what I should do next." "I should have known that you would embrace a cosmic embryonic spirit when making crucial decisions," Hope noted. Translation: I'm nuts. "I am glad you pierce through my many layers of obfuscations to see the real me," I retorted. "I am glad you see the real me too," she smiled. I got dressed, pulled out some homework, was jumped by my cohort of hotties, stripped down so they could examine my new collection of war wounds before finally letting me regain my clothing and dignity, while the ladies whispered conspiratorially about me. With the help of Vivian and Iona, I actually made it to the Dining Hall for breakfast by seven. Hope, Barbie Lynn, and Vivian broke free and headed for the senior tables first but soon it was just Iona, Rio and me. Paige stopped by only long enough to check on our status; I kissed her on the inside of each wrist and she ran her fingers through my hair and straightened my collar. I had Rio check me for electronic devices because Paige likes me but she is in the Time Lord Mafia, as is Iona. I have a little feud going on with their leader. On the way out the door, Raven caught up with me for a status update on our project. She'd written a beautiful opening paragraph and I told her that we would have the books from George Mason on Wednesday or Thursday. We asked how our weekends went; she went to the Soccer match up in Maryland and I had avoided sex the entire time. Raven seemed pleased by the news and I'm not even in a relationship with her. Okay, I may be the only one who believes I'm not in a relationship with her but I'm happy ignoring the rest of the world at this moment. Once I passed the Dining Room threshold I was brutally reminded that I still had Handmaiden's Duty. She was a nice, voluptuous junior named Georgia who was quite tall and quite well stacked. My task; to name all the descendants of Noah listed in the Book of Genesis. Every time I got one wrong I had to kiss her. I'd complain about the blatant sexual harassment but a) I like kissing girls and b) I could do without the ridicule of the entire school, check that; anymore ridicule from the entire school than what I was already getting. My some miracle I made it through enough names for Christina and company to surround us (Vivian, my guardian, was right there too). Georgia suspended her punishment gracefully as Heaven pulled me aside. "We have a date for Tuesday night," she beamed like a thousand suns. "Cool. Should we bring anything?" I inquired. "No. She's doing barbeque pork chops and chicken breasts, plus some other Southern stuff that I have no clue about what it is," Heaven informed me. "What is a hush puppy?" "Deep-fried corn meal batter, I think," I tossed out there. "When do we go over?" "5:30, and she'll have beer for me and Doctor Pepper or Sun Drop for you," she giggled. She was of legal drinking age and I wasn't, and Danica, our date, was a Lancaster City patrolwoman. "I'll meet you at the car, Babe," I grinned down at her while squeezing her in my arms. "But we have to be going," I noted. Arriving late to Assembly was unforgivable. "Zane, I've decided to tell my Father about you," Hope dropped her bomb right as we headed off again. I stumbled. "Zane?" Vivian and Georgia asked simultaneously. "Do you know how I say we should all live every moment as if it were our last? Well, never have I felt that to be truer than right now," I grinned fatalistically. "Thanks Hope." Around Memselbub, or whatever his God-damn name was, I lost track of Noah's grandsons and began kissing Georgia a lot. About Using-Half-The-Damn-Letters-In-The-Alphabet's name, I caught a furtive hand movement by Rio and Mercy give a little jolt but I didn't have time to delve into that right then because I caught sight of Cordelia coming to Assembly from another angle. I had a stroke of inspiration, or maybe I just had a stroke, because I dropped my bag and charged the svelte, sexy brunette Top Gun of the Time Lord Mafia, aka the Science Club, and it was about time I applied a fresh coat of paint (whoop ass) to her little red wagon. I pushed through the crowd of girls and got within six feet of Cordelia before I registered on her radar. Cordelia is a quick thinker and meticulous planner so it took her only one foot of space to figure out that this was the 'he's got no plan' that she'd been told about. I chose the blindly opportunistic blitz attack because even I didn't know what I was doing, so how could she figure it out? Cordelia squealed, dropped her book bag, and ran for it. Now, I'm not really the moron that I often appear to be and this attack was not me blindly flailing at the world. Safety laid in either a building she could shut the doors upon entry or the Assembly Hall. Her problem was that both options sucked. She'd have to push through a press of girls to get inside the Assembly Hall; I was bigger and stronger and would definitely catch her if she tried that. Running to another building, then, was her only real chance. That was a problem of physics, crowd dynamics, and physiology, all of which she was good at. Sure, I was the faster runner, but Cordelia would break free of the crowd first, giving her a head start. The question was; would it be enough? Cordelia made for Simmons Hall, which was a good plan except for one annoying aspect of school life, politeness. Two girls were hurrying out of the building but stopped to hold the door for her, and me. Had Cordelia made it to the stairwell at the end of the hall she could have held the door against me long enough for us to risk being late for Assembly. It was good, quick thinking. The politeness cost her one lonely second and that was all it took. I grappled her in the hallway and rolled us onto the ground. Cordelia was giggling and screeching and trying to wiggle free but I would have my revenge. I finally got her on her stomach and her arms pinned behind her back when Vivian caught up, looking incredibly peeved. "Okay, Zane, you got me, you got me. I give up," panted Cordelia. "That's nice," I responded. I hooked her closest leg, flung off her shoe and yanked off her sock. "Damn, Zane, are you going to make me walk around barefooted?" Cordelia snickered. "Nope," I answered as I went after her other foot. Cordelia struggled but not overly much. It was all fun and games until I tied one sock around her ankle then secured the same side hand to the ankle behind her back. She fought harder to keep the other wrist/ankle set free but I got those to. I'd hog-tied her, sort of. "Oh, come on," Cordelia moaned, starting to get pissed. "Zane, stop this," Vivian warned. "Vivian, do you want to see pictures of us, you and I, on the internet? Because that is exactly what this is about," I explained. "Cordelia feels like she can fuck with my life without repercussions. I'm not even asking her to stop, only to give me a warning before she does anything that is going to make my life rough." "Things like Barbie Lynn and me in the shower, Cordy," I grumbled. "But it was so hot to watch, Zane," Cordelia countered. "All it takes is two phone calls; one to me and one to her," I pointed out. "Vivian, can I have a red marker?" Vivian thought about it for a second, then handed it over. I went around to Cordelia's face and began writing on it. Cordelia was fuming and only got angrier when, by touch alone, she figured out what my message was. "Fine," Cordelia growled, "lesson learned. Let me up." "Nope. They will find you when Assembly is over," I informed her. Now she thrashed about for real. "Don't do this, Zane," Vivian cautioned me. "I'll explain later, I promise," I responded to my guardian. "Cordelia, we are going now. Do you need anything?" "I could use a sip of water," she smirked. I went over to the water fountain, drank some in, filled up my cheeks then knelt down beside her and let her suck the water out of my mouth. "Umm, Zane spit, my favorite flavor," Cordelia joked. Vivian and I made for the door. "Oh, come on, Zane," Cordelia called out. "This isn't funny anymore. Let me go." "They will let you go around 9:05 when the first students show up, Cordelia," I shouted over my shoulder. "I hope you give this little exhibition some thought." As we sprinted across the campus grounds, we spotted Iona standing guard over my book bag. "Thanks, Iona," I grinned. "It was something I had to do." "Oh, it gets worse," Iona sighed morosely. "Zane, it wasn't my idea." She handed a cloth bracelet made of an intertwined white and green thread to Vivian. "I'll get you a blue thread as it seems you've earned it." Any explanation was cut off by the bell for Assembly. We raced into the seats various compatriots had saved for us with bonus confusion of having Georgia sitting next to me. Chancellor Bazz was back in charge but I didn't have too much time to notice; Georgia had returned to her Bible quiz and I was screwing up big time. Much secretive kissing ensued. Once we exited the Assembly, the mass of us disseminated to our various first classes. Iona had to go a different way than me but Rio stuck close. I noticed she and Mercy both had more elaborate bracelets. "So, what's up with this," I tapped it. "He-he," Rio gloated. "It is an indicator of what you've done to us, or we to you." "Whose idea was this?" I groaned. "Three guesses, Brainiac," she laughed. "What does mine indicate?" Vivian worried. "Kissing and groped," Rio snickered. "I'll make sure you get your blue strand asap. That means you've been naked with him." Vivian gave me a concerned look. "Still feeling sorry about leaving Cordelia tied up?" I joked. "Our Lord Christ teaches us to forgive those who have trespassed against us," Vivian quoted. "Wait, you guys tied up Cordelia? Where? And can I go get me some?" Rio exulted. "She's free by now," I let down my buddy. "He did write 'Paige is smarter' on her face with a red marker," Vivian added. "Bro, she is going to kill you," Rio giggled. "Nah, Cordelia is angry but she doesn't buy into revenge," I stated. "She will look for other schemes to control me and I'll find other ways to keep her in line." "What has Cordelia done to control you?" Vivian asked. "Vivian," I sighed, "why do you think Cordelia would create a free porn site with my sexual antics as the main attraction? She can see me perform whenever she wants, but why share it?" "That is convoluted as fuck," Rio griped. Vivian was thinking that over. "So she gets at you by putting at risk the women you are with," she thought out loud. "You two are playing a game of chicken. She threatens to expose those who have sex with you, and you dare her to do just that. It seems to me you two are putting other girls at risk in your simple little game." "It is not a game, Vivian, it is not little, and it definitely isn't simple," I explained. "It is not me versus Cordelia any more than it is Rhaine versus Christina, or the Progressives resisting Chancellor Bazz. Everyone wants something and most are willing to aggressively pursue those goals. I mean, you found a use for me in less than four days." "I, I, Vivian stuttered because I'd laid bare this morning's activities. She was saved by the entrance to my classroom. She dropped me off, then returned to her normal schedule. My ass had barely touched my seat when I got a text. Apparently, I had an important phone message. It turned out to be from the Vice Chancellor's office. "Hello," Ms. Reveal, who, like the Vice Chancellor, was new to the school, answered, "Doctor Scarlett's office." "Hi, this is Zane Braxton. Did you assign me a meeting with the Vice Chancellor?" "Yes, Mr. Braxton, and you have one minute to get here," the young lady informed me. "When did Doctor Scarlett tell you to call me?" I asked, right as Ms. Goodswell walked into the room. I was almost out of time. "I don't see how that was relevant," Ms. Reveal sounded cross. "Well, sorry then, but the nine o'clock hour isn't good for me. English rocks so call me back when there is another opening in the good Doctor's schedule," I said smugly. "Wait, you can't, Reveal got out before I hung up. I enjoyed the class while noticing that no one rang me back. I was suspicious that Scarlett was yanking my chain and no calls pretty much confirmed that. At the end of class Virginia Goodswell pulled me and Raven, my project partner, aside. After all, last time she'd seen us together, we'd had, difficulties. "Are you two making positive progress?" She smiled to us. "Yes, we are," Raven chimed in. "I've created our opening statement and Zane is getting four books from George Mason for us to use as source material." Virginia looked at me askance. "Raven, this might be a good time to inform you that we are getting those books under a third party's name because Rio picked his pocket and checked them out using his student ID and password," I told my partner. "Zane, if you are exhibiting this much larceny for a freshman English project, what are you going to do for Finals?" Virginia teased me. It was clearly too late to chastise me. "As I recall, the Library of Congress's security is provided by the lowest bidder," I retorted. "God give me strength," Raven and Virginia said with perfect symmetry. I may not be respected but I am treated with tolerance and compassion, which is more than I should expect. Vivian escorted me to the second class of the day, Biblical Archeology, which I shared with Rio. At the door Vivian tapped my arm. "At Homecoming I'd like you

On this week's episode of The MacRumors Show, we dive back into the Vision Pro. Apple's new Vision Pro headset features the M5 chip for better performance and efficiency, 10% more rendered pixels, a refresh rate of up to 120Hz, longer battery life, and an all-new counterweighted Dual Knit headband with a focus on improved comfort. Arriving 20 months after the original model, the Vision Pro now runs visionOS 26 and offers widgets, hands-free scrolling, enhanced Mac Virtual Display mode, significantly improved Personas, a broader selection of immersive content, and more. We discuss how much better the new version really is and whether it's finally time to give Apple's spatial computing device another chance. Try Notion, now with Notion Agent, at notion.com/macrumors

This is a practice of grounding in the physicality of here and now in a way that naturally allows a connecting with our experience in alignment with our deepest values.  This basic practice of the Arriving Sequence comes from Phillip Moffit. It is a beautiful practice, useful not only in formal meditation but also as a means of re-grounding in all of life.

We're back with another SEGA news roundup and this time there's something for everyone: a tabletop RPG, FMV game remasters, more Shinobi: Art of Vengeance, and Sonic truly is everyone, like in your Waze app and back in the Olympics.   Relevant links: SEGA teams up with the International Olympic Committee on a new Olympics X Sonic multi-year collab: https://www.sega.co.jp/en/release/251007_1.html?year=2025&category=1&page=1 Phantasy Star Tabletop Roleplaying available now: https://skydawngames.com/phantasystar/ Limited Run distributing HD remasters of Mega CD games: https://www.segadriven.com/2025/10/limited-run-are-making-hd-remasters-of-a-whole-bunch-of-sega-mega-cd-games/ Full lineup of SEGA villains DLC revealed for Shinobi: Art of Vengeance. Arriving in early 2026: https://x.com/sega/status/1978945287793021343?s=61 Shinobi: Art of Vengeance Tee Lopes DJ set: https://youtu.be/ZZkRj6-MCxI?si=sqEa-fTmQhv3gmQo Persona 3 Reload out now on Switch 2: https://www.sega.co.jp/en/release/251023_1.html?year=2025&category=1&page=1 Virtua Fighter 5 R.E.V.O. World Stage is available now: https://youtu.be/f8mibe385yE?si=6gFiXDjU_DZewTyO Total War: WARHAMMER III - Tides of Torment announced: https://youtu.be/BsEX51KP6U8?si=OJyF5s0qI6Uk64UB Two Point Museum out now on Switch 2: https://youtu.be/NDHW7G5HPcA?si=9f_bP4GnXyAqt_JE Two Point Museum: Zooseum arrives this Winter: https://youtu.be/QVLxHQqwuB4?si=QCbFgyz7aVmBi-mc Sonic in Waze: https://x.com/waze/status/1978491450405925210?s=61 Sonic Rumble coming November 5th: https://www.sega.co.jp/en/release/251023_2.html?year=2025&category=1&page=1 Sonic Racing: CrossWorlds sells over 1 million units worldwide: https://www.sega.co.jp/en/release/251023_3.html?year=2025&category=1&page=1   Originally aired LiVE on RadioSEGA and our Twitch and YouTube channels.   Theme song of The SEGA Lounge by OSC. You can buy it at 'name your price' by going to https://opussciencecollective.bandcamp.com/album/megane-hatsune-miku-project-diva Follow The SEGA Lounge on BlueSky: https://bsky.app/profile/thesegalounge.com Find our video content on YouTube (https://youtube.com/@thesegalounge) and watch our livestreams on Twitch (https://twitch.tv/thesegalounge)

Give my spoilers liiiiiife!!!! Thanks to Abigail, Bryan and Teddy for recommending this Spooky Spoiler! ********* Respected medical lecturer Dr. Frederick Frankenstein (Gene Wilder) learns that he has inherited his infamous grandfather's estate in Transylvania. Arriving at the castle, Dr. Frankenstein soon begins to recreate his grandfather's experiments with the help of servants Igor (Marty Feldman), Inga (Teri Garr) and the fearsome Frau Blücher (Cloris Leachman). After he creates his own monster (Peter Boyle), new complications ensue with the arrival of the doctor's fiancée, Elizabeth (Madeline Kahn). Release date: December 15, 1974 (USA) Director: Mel Brooks Story by: Mel Brooks, Gene Wilder, Mary Shelley Screenplay: Mel Brooks, Gene Wilder Producer: Michael Gruskoff Running time: 1h 46m

“10/25/15- Arriving at the Blood Line” from Grace Anglican Church Podcast. Released: 2015. Genre: Podcast.

Alex Buciu's story reads like something from another era. From endodontics in Romania to amalgams in Northern Ireland, his path through dentistry mirrors a deeper journey through loss, resilience and reinvention. When your mum dies at 14 and you're watching it happen, something shifts inside. When you arrive in a new country with £3,100 in your pocket—half of it borrowed—you learn what matters. Alex talks about communication trumping clinical skill every time, about choosing kindness when you're capable of violence, and why he'd rather be a brilliant generalist than a mediocre anything-else. There's philosophy here, hard-won wisdom, and the kind of honesty that only comes from someone who's genuinely fought for everything they have.In This Episode00:02:15 - Qualifying in Romania and building an endodontics practice 00:03:10 - The shock of NHS dentistry 00:08:40 - Why leave Romania 00:18:45 - Finding mentor Kieran 00:20:05 - Arriving with £3,100 00:26:00 - How to choose courses wisely 00:26:45 - The occlusion eureka moment 00:32:05 - Why not endodontics in the UK 00:37:35 - Moving to Peterborough 00:42:45 - Building from zero patients 00:44:00 - Favourite courses and lecturers 00:52:40 - Communication beats clinical skill 00:58:15 - Growing up under Ceaușescu 01:08:25 - Losing his mother at 14 01:14:20 - Volunteering in trauma 01:17:10 - Near-death experiences 01:24:50 - Blackbox thinking 01:35:40 - Fantasy dinner party 01:41:55 - Last days and legacyAbout Alex BuciuAlex qualified in Romania in 2004 and built a successful endodontics-focused practice before moving to Northern Ireland in 2018, later settling in Peterborough. He works as a private associate, focusing on restorative dentistry, occlusion and TMD, with a particular passion for continuous education and patient communication. Despite significant personal challenges, including arriving in the UK with minimal resources, he's built a reputation as an excellence-driven clinician who believes communication matters more than clinical perfection.

The Government is clamping down on arriving travellers at the border. It's making several biosecurity law changes including doubling the fine for people who don't declare fresh fruit and meat, to 800 dollars. There'll be new penalties and fines up to half a million dollars for breaches of controlled area notices. Biosecurity Minister Andrew Hoggard told Mike Hosking that they want to deter behaviour that puts New Zealand at risk. LISTEN ABOVESee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this episode of The Brain Crops Podcast, Chelsea Myers and Markus Kaulius explore what it truly means to live a successful and fulfilling life. Together they unpack how to redefine the journey of success—shifting focus from the illusion of “arrival” to the joy of becoming.Markus shares powerful insights on emotional health, spiritual connection, and long-term habits that sustain real growth. The conversation dives into overcoming addictions like pornography, drinking, or overworking, and reframing fear as misplaced faith. They discuss how to surround yourself with grounded mentors, stay connected to divine guidance, and cultivate consistency in habits that create lasting transformation.If you're ready to elevate your mindset, deepen your faith, and grow into the person you're meant to become, this episode will move you.Markus Kaulius is an entrepreneur, speaker, and transformation coach dedicated to helping people unlock their full potential. Through his mission-driven work, he inspires others to live with purpose, discipline, and faith—empowering them to rise above fear and become who they're truly meant to be.Chelsea Myers is a trusted confidant and growth architect for visionaries, change-makers, and high-performing leaders. As the founder of Brain Crops and mediTEAtion®, Chelsea blends deep expertise in human behavior, motivation, and healing with decades of practical experience in leadership, wellness, and neurodivergent advocacy. Her conversations open hearts and minds, revealing what's possible when personal evolution and world-changing ideas meet.Connect with Chelsea on social and follow her work at chelseamyers.courses and mediTEAtion.app#BrainCropsPodcast #MarkusKaulius #ChelseaMyers #EmotionalHealth #FaithOverFear #SpiritualGrowth #PersonalDevelopment #MindsetShift #HabitsThatStick #BecomingNotArriving #LeadershipGrowth #HealingJourney #SelfMastery #TransformationJourney #PurposeDrivenLife

Border Patrol Agents reportedly could arrive in the Bay Area as soon as tomorrow. Mayor Daniel Lurie made his strongest comments on the Trump administration, saying it's been deploying agents to incite a backlash. For more, KCBS's Megan Goldsby spoke with KCBS Insider Phil Matier.

Ballots are on their way to voters' mailboxes. Local elections around the state will take place November 4.

As 2025 marks the 1700th anniversary of the first Council of Nicaea, we want to look back at how God has used times of great uncertainty and confusion to strengthen his church and bring order and light to later generations.It is so easy to think that we live in darker times than those who went before us. Imagine what it was like to exist in a church where there was no established doctrine of the Trinity, and where many taught that Jesus was a man who became God. Looking back, we see only the order that was established, but God was pleased for many of his saints to live their lives fighting against that darkness. The doctrine that came forth by the power of Christ's Spirit strengthened and further established the church, and the difficulty that the church endured caused her to grow in maturity.It is easy to forget that the church is Christ's bride and that he is maturing her and strengthening her. And this should give us hope. We should not look at the darkness and confusion of the day that we live in with despair, but with great expectation. As James tells us: "My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.”Timecodes00:00:00 Overview00:08:32 Work of the Spirit00:14:55 Progress in Church History00:21:54 Timing of Battle00:27:42 Arriving at Unity00:42:28 Having the DebateProduction of Reformation Baptist Church of Youngsville, NCPermanent Hosts - Dan Horn, Charles Churchill and Joshua HornTechnical Director - Timothy KaiserTheme Music - Gabriel Hudelson

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In the 2011 summer movie season overcrowded with sequels and IP, J.J. Abrams' Super 8 stood out as an original event film. Arriving with a mysterious marketing campaign that was the Abrams signature, the film follows a group of kids in the late 1970s who capture footage of an alien while shooting a monster movie in their … Continue reading "363 – Super 8"

This week, Troy walks us through one of the most powerful moments in Joseph's story — forgiveness. In a broken world, people will hurt us, but God calls us to a better way. We're reminded to realize the need for forgiveness, remember that nothing is wasted in God's plan, relent by releasing vengeance to the Lord, and relive the example of Jesus — the ultimate picture of forgiveness that Joseph's life points to.

Let's fire up the wayback machine and head to 1995, a simpler time, no doubt. Back when commuting by bus, trying to meet girls, and rapping about rapping were all viable rap song topics. Hell, this was still an era when rap groups were still a thing. Enter The Nonce (stop giggling, UK heads): the Project Blowed–affiliated duo of Yousef Afloat and Nouka Basetype, who dropped their underrated debut World Ultimate on Rick Rubin's American Recordings in the year of our lord nineteen hundred and ninety-five. Their breakout track “Mixtapes” became an underground classic, while the laid-back single “Bus Stops” got some well-deserved shine in the final moments before hip-hop's harder elements took over. Arriving at the tail end of rap's second (or maybe third) golden era, World Ultimate fused the jazzy, head-nodding vibes of the Native Tongues with the sharp, freestyle freneticism of the L.A.'s Project Blowed scene. On this week's episode, the bros take a deep dive into World Ultimate to see how it holds up three decades later. Tune in, turn up, and decide for yourself if their takes are on point. 

Kishore Man Shrestha, who goes by his literary name Kishore Pahadi, was recently in Melbourne and has been contributing to Nepali literature for more than half a century. Pahadi recited his poem titled ‘After Arriving in Melbourne' at the SBS Melbourne premises. - नेपाली साहित्यको क्षेत्रमा आधा शताब्दीभन्दा लामो समयदेखि कलम चलाउँदै आएका साहित्यकार किशोर पहाडीले, केही समय अगि मेलबर्न आएका बेला, एसबीएसको प्राङ्गणमा केही कविताहरू वाचन गरेका थिए। पोडकास्टको यो अङ्कमा पहाडीकै स्वरमा वाचन गरेका कविताहरू मध्ये एक ‘मेलबर्न आएर' नामक कविता सुन्नुहोस्। 

Arriving home, Philip finds a sleeping woman in his doorway. Who is the older woman, and why does she seem to know Philip so well? Lucille has been hearing strange…

On Columbus Day, we reflect on the spirit of exploration that led Christopher Columbus to set sail more than 500 years ago. Arriving ashore in the Americas in 1492, he opened a passageway to a new world and carried with it a desire to share the Christian faith.   As Americans, we give thanks for the blessing of living in “one nation under God indivisible, with liberty and justice for all”. Our national unity, under God's divine protection, is reflected in our nation's motto: e pluribus unum, “out of many, one”.   Together, may we grow in shared loved for our national past and look with hopefulness toward our future. And may we reflect on how to deepen our unity as brothers and sisters who live together in harmony, forging a new and beautiful chapter in our national history.

Arriving at the summit of Romans 8, what shall we say to all these things we've been discussing? Here's what we say: If God is for us, who can be against us?! // A message by Chris Hyatt.

Isaac Schafer shares in our series, Exodus. Today we study Exodus 19 when the Israelites are arriving at Sinai. Isaac teaches us that we are called to live as the Lord's Kingdom of Priests.

Today's poem is At Last the New Arriving by Gabrielle Calvocoressi. The Slowdown is your daily poetry ritual. In this episode, Maggie writes… “I don't know what might happen tomorrow, or the next day, or the next. I can't know! That can be a source of stress, but it can also be a source of hope and excitement. The future is full of possibility. Some of life's surprises are heartbreaking, yes—but some are heart-repairing. Heart filling. Heart strengthening. I try to remind myself of that.” Celebrate the power of poems with a gift to The Slowdown today. Every donation makes a difference: https://tinyurl.com/rjm4synp

    Alien: Earth is an American   television series created by . It is the first television series in the  and is set two years before the events of the 1979 film . The series stars , , , , , , and  in main roles. Development for the series was reported to have begun in early 2019, with  attached to executive produce for . It had started pre-production by April 2023, with Chandler cast in the lead role the following month, and further casting taking place from July to November that year. After principal photography was delayed due to the , production began in July 2023 but was halted in August due to the . Filming resumed in April 2024 and ended in July that year. Alien: Earth premiered on  and FX on Hulu in the United States and on  internationally on August 12, 2025. Premise The opening of the first episode introduces the premise of the series as involving three separate destinies for the immortality of mankind. These are: Cybernetically enhanced humans:  Artificially intelligent beings:  (Synths) Synthetic beings with downloaded human consciousness:  When the space vessel Maginot crash-lands on Earth, a young hybrid woman and a group of tactical soldiers make a discovery that puts them face-to-face with the planet's biggest threat. Cast and characters Main , , , and  play Wendy, Joe Hermit, Boy Kavalier, and Kirsh respectively.  as Wendy, the first hybrid (a person who has their human consciousness transferred into a  body) and leader of the "Lost Boys" (a group of six hybrid prototypes created from terminally ill children by the Prodigy Corporation). Formerly known as Marcy Hermit, she was renamed Wendy after becoming a hybrid.  as Joe Hermit, a  for the Prodigy Corporation , and Wendy's human brother  as Dame Sylvia, an employee of the Prodigy Corporation and Arthur Sylvia's wife  as Boy Kavalier, the CEO of the Prodigy Corporation and the world's youngest trillionaire  as Morrow, the USCSS Maginot's  (human with some synthetic parts) chief security officer  as Slightly, a hybrid and member of the "Lost Boys". Formerly known as Aarush Singh, he was renamed Slightly by the Prodigy Corporation.  as Curly, a hybrid and member of the "Lost Boys"  as Nibs, a hybrid and member of the "Lost Boys". Formerly known as Rose Ellis.  as Smee, a hybrid and member of the "Lost Boys"  as Arthur Sylvia, a scientist and Dame Sylvia's husband Diêm Camille as Siberian, a Prodigy Corporation Security Service soldier  as Rashidi, a Prodigy Corporation Security Service soldier  as Atom Eins, a senior synthetic employee of the Prodigy Corporation  as Kirsh, Prodigy Corporation's  chief scientist, who serves as a mentor to the Lost Boys. Recurring  as Yutani, the CEO of the   as Tootles / Isaac, a hybrid and member of the "Lost Boys". He rejects his assigned name of Tootles by the Prodigy Corporation and renames himself after . Guest  as Zoya Zaveri, the executive officer and later acting captain aboard the USCSS Maginot   as Hoyt, a Prodigy Corporation Security Service soldier on the  team with Joe  as Anant, a Prodigy Corporation Security Service soldier on the search and rescue team with Joe Dean Alexandrou as Bergerfeld, a Prodigy Corporation Security Service soldier on the search and rescue team with Joe Amir Boutrous as Rahim, a medical officer aboard the USCSS Maginot   as Chibuzo, a science officer aboard the USCSS Maginot   as Shmuel, an engineer aboard the USCSS Maginot  Jamie Bisping as Malachite, an engineer's apprentice aboard the USCSS Maginot  Andy Yu as Teng, the navigator aboard the USCSS Maginot  Max Rinehart as Bronski, a science officer aboard the USCSS Maginot   as Petrovich, the chief engineer aboard the USCSS Maginot  Tom Moya as Clem, a junior security officer aboard the USCSS Maginot  Victoria Masoma as Sullivan, a crew member aboard the USCSS Maginot  Tanapol Chuksrida as Dinsdale, the captain of the USCSS Maginot  Episodes This section's plot summaries may be . Please  by removing unnecessary details and making them more concise. (September 2025) () " Noah Hawley August 12, 2025 0.589 In 2120, five companies control Earth and the colonized , including the recently founded Prodigy Corporation. The USCSS Maginot , a Weyland-Yutani deep space research vessel, approaches Earth after a 65-year expedition to obtain extra-terrestrial specimens, among them . On Earth, at Prodigy's Neverland research island, a terminally ill child named Marcy becomes the first hybrid, having her consciousness transferred to an adult synthetic, and renames herself Wendy. Adjusting to her new body with the assistance of synthetic mentor Kirsh, Wendy oversees several other children who undergo the procedure. A malfunction compromises the Maginot's navigation, placing it on a collision course with Earth. Some specimens escape, and a grown  kills most of the crew. It crashes into a tower in the Prodigy city of New , where Wendy's human brother Joe Hermit works as a medic and corporate soldier. CEO Boy Kavalier asserts the Maginot's contents now belong to Prodigy, and deploys Kirsh and the hybrids on Wendy's request to assist with search and rescue to test the hybrids capabilities. Security officer Morrow, who survived the crash in a reinforced , moves to protect the cargo and detains two Prodigy soldiers, who are killed by a -like specimen. Wendy remarks to Kirsh that she wants to save her brother from death. 2 "" Noah Hawley August 12, 2025 0.380 Boy Kavalier tells Dame Sylvia, that he formed the Hybrid project to allow humanity to compete with , and has granted Wendy additional abilities as he wishes to create a person smarter than him. Kavalier declines Weyland-Yutani's request to secure the Maginot's proprietary contents, warning any incursion on Prodigy's territory will be considered a hostile act. Joe is chased by a Xenomorph and separated from his colleagues. The Xenomorph tracks Joe to the higher floors of the tower, killing another soldier and massacring an apartment of wealthy residents who did not evacuate. Joe is saved by Morrow, who  Joe and the Xenomorph, but the Xenomorph regains consciousness and escapes after killing numerous other soldiers, sparing Morrow. Arriving in New Siam, Hybrids Tootles, Smee, Nibs, and Curly encounter other extraterrestrial specimens. Wendy locates Joe along with Slightly but Joe does not recognize Wendy. Slightly reveals Wendy's true identity to a shocked Joe who believed Wendy/Marcy had died. The three encounter several Xenomorph eggs and are ordered by Kirsh to contain them until a  team arrives. Joe is dragged away by the Xenomorph, and Wendy chases after it. 3 "" Dana Gonzales Noah Hawley and  August 19, 2025 0.441 Nibs questions Curly about why the hybrids are all named after  characters and why Marcy gets to be Wendy. Kavalier orders the specimens be brought to Neverland Island for study, despite objections from Kirsh and Dame Sylvia. Morrow finds Smee and Slightly guarding the Xenomorph eggs and interrogates them, suspicious of their childlike behavior. Morrow downloads all the data from the Maginot and erases the data from the source. Kirsh confronts Morrow and Morrow plants a device on Slightly's neck before escaping. Meanwhile, Wendy and Joe fight the Xenomorph with a , and Wendy kills the Xenomorph, although both sustain serious injuries. Returning to the island, Joe undergoes surgery and the Arthur and Dame tend to Wendy. Having escaped into New Siam, Morrow calls Ms. Yutani, and insists on retrieving the specimens despite being ordered to return home. Curly confronts Kavalier about his favoritism towards Wendy, asserting herself to be the best hybrid. Morrow contacts Slightly via the embedded device, convincing Slightly to be Morrow's friend. Kirsh, Tootles, and Curly dissect a facehugger and introduce its larva to Joe's damaged lung, removed during surgery. Wendy awakens, seemingly intercepting signals from the Xenomorph eggs which cause pain. Wendy ultimately collapses in the laboratory containing the eggs. 4 "" Ugla Hauksdóttir Noah Hawley and Bobak Esfarjani August 26, 2025 0.393 When Wendy wakes up, Arthur adjusts her hearing so Wendy can hear the Xenomorph eggs without experiencing pain, and Wendy discovers she can speak the Xenomorphs' language in a frequency audible to humans. Kirsh and Tootles test Trypanohyncha Ocellus (an octopus-like creature) on a sheep, and it implants itself in the sheep's brain via its eye socket. Tootles names himself as Issac. Kumi Morrow pressures Slightly into revealing his real name, Aarush Singh, and he is from India, as a sign of trust, and asks Slightly to steal a Xenomorph egg. Nibs, claiming to be pregnant, becomes violent after Dame Sylvia tries to interrogate her about the rescue mission, and is unknowingly put under house arrest. Joe, jaded after seeing how Wendy is treated as an experiment, attempts to quit and leave. However, Atom Eins tells Joe that if he does, Joe will be sent a large bill for his new lung and never see Wendy again. Slightly contacts Morrow to tell him that he cannot steal an egg, but the latter reveals he used Slightly's real name to track down his family, and uses them as blackmail. Morrow instructs Slightly to take a human near the eggs so they can be infected by a facehugger. It is revealed that Kirsh had been eavesdropping on Morrow and Slightly's conversations. Later, Wendy observes the Xenomorph-infected lung as the newborn Xenomorph bursts out, and Wendy placates it by communicating. 5 "" Noah Hawley Noah Hawley September 2, 2025 0.361 A flashback shows the events that occurred on the Maginot before it reached Earth. Junior security officer Clem wakes Morrow from cryo-sleep and tells him that a fire has led to two facehuggers escaping containment, which latched onto Captain Dinsdale and Science Officer Bronski. Dinsdale dies from the facehugger's acid blood when medical officer Rahim attempts to cut its tail. After being told by engineer Shmuel that the ship's navigational systems were also damaged in the fire, Morrow concludes that someone has sabotaged the ship. Executive officer Zaveri assumes command of the ship, but Morrow threatens to relieve her if she does not prioritize the creatures above the crew. Bronski is placed in cryo-sleep to prevent the gestation of the Xenomorph, but this fails. In science officer Chibuzo's lab, one leech specimen manages to open its test tube from the inside, and lays its larvae in her water bottle. Witnessing this, the Ocellus also escapes afterwards. Apprentice engineer Malachite drinks the water, and the larvae kill him internally; Chibuzo and Rahim are killed by their defensive toxic gas when trying to extract them. Navigator Teng is killed by the now full-grown Xenomorph. Chief engineer Petrovich is revealed to be behind the sabotage, having been promised a hybrid body by Kavalier if the ship crashes in Prodigy territory. Petrovich kills Clem and is in turn killed by Morrow, who retreats to the control room and seals himself in. Zaveri is killed by the Xenomorph outside the door. With everyone dead, Morrow locks himself in the panic room and awaits the crash. Back in the present, Morrow meets with Yutani, offering to retrieve the specimens by force and kill Kavalier. 6 "" Ugla Hauksdóttir Noah Hawley and Lisa Long September 9, 2025 0.478 As the Xenomorph grows, Wendy works on communicating with it. Nibs undergoes testing, prompting Atom Eins to demand her memory be reset to before the Maginot's crash. Dame reluctantly accepts, but Arthur refuses, and is fired under threat of execution if he is not gone by the end of the day. Wendy, disturbed by Nibs' behavior afterwards, learns she was reprogrammed. Meanwhile, Kavalier meets with Yutani over the ship's return and outwits her, securing 20 billion in damages while keeping the specimens for 6 weeks due to quarantine. Kirsh asks Tootles to feed and water the specimens while he is away. However, the Ocellus surprises him into accidentally locking himself in the same cage as two fly-like creatures, who kill him with acid and feed on his body. Slightly tries to lure Joe to the alien eggs, but he declines due to reassignment. Joe later visits a packing Arthur, who covertly deactivates Wendy's tracking device and gives Joe a boat code to allow them to escape. Noticing Tootles is disconnected, he goes to the lab accompanied by Slightly, who opens the cage of the Xenomorph eggs and locks him in, allowing a facehugger to latch onto Arthur. Kirsh watches this through security cameras, but does not tell Kavalier. Slightly hides along with Arthur's body in an air vent as the flies leave their cell. 7 "" Dana Gonzales Noah Hawley and Maria Melnik September 16, 2025 0.385 Smee discovers Slightly hiding an incapacitated Arthur, and the latter convinces him to help deliver Arthur to Morrow on the beach. Security re-secures the lab specimens. Wendy is disgusted by Kavalier's attitude to Tootles' death, and convinces Nibs to join her and Joe in escaping the island. On her way out, Wendy hacks the lab system, releasing the grown , which rampages and escapes into the forest. Kirsh finds Slightly and Smee carrying Arthur's body, but helps them take a faster route to the beach. Outside, Arthur awakes after the  dies. Shortly after, a newborn Xenomorph bursts from his chest and escapes. The hybrids take the corpse to the beach, where Morrow's Yutani team meets them. Having failed to bring him the newborn, Morrow takes them captive. After Kirsh shows him the Ocellus caused the lab accident, Kavalier becomes fascinated with the creature's intelligence, and wants to place it into a human host. Outside, Wendy, Joe, and Nibs are held at gunpoint by Yutani forces, but Wendy calls the Xenomorph which kills them. She comforts it, sparing them. Morrow's team enter the facility, but they are taken captive by Kirsh, who has also captured the newborn Xenomorph. Wendy, Joe, and Nibs reach the boat, but they are intercepted by Neverland security. Nibs, frustrated, brutally kills a soldier, prompting Joe to incapacitate her. A shocked Wendy scolds Joe, as the Xenomorph watches in the distance. 8 "" Dana Gonzales Noah Hawley &  September 23, 2025 0.469 The hybrids have been imprisoned in one cell, with Joe and Morrow in another. Wendy uses her abilities to block the facility's cameras and communications. She struggles with Joe's decision to shoot Nibs, believing he chose to ally himself with humans instead of her, but ultimately unlocks his cell. Kavalier approaches the hybrids and reveals that at six years old, he built his own synthetic which he used to kill his abusive father. Wendy unlocks their cell, Nibs kills Kavalier's bodyguard, and Kavalier flees. Morrow attacks Kirsh in the lab; Kirsh is badly damaged, but ultimately chokes Morrow unconscious. Smee and Slightly arrive in the lab and they take both Kirsh and Morrow, while Nibs captures Dame. Meanwhile, Atom lures Joe to Kavalier's room and locks him in with the Ocellus. Wendy arrives to save him and fights Atom, who reveals himself as a synthetic, allowing Wendy to control his motor functions. The Ocellus escapes to the beach, where it possesses Arthur's corpse. With the help of the older Xenomorph, Wendy and Joe capture Kavalier and lock him in a cell with Kirsh, Atom, Dame, and Morrow. As Yutani and her team approach the island, Wendy, with both Xenomorphs nearby, declares, "Now, we rule." Production Development In February 2019,  reported that two  television series were in development, one animated –  – and one live-action, from  for the network . In December 2020, as part of Disney's Investor Day presentation, the latter television series project was officially announced to be in development for the network, with  as showrunner and Scott as executive producer, being set on Earth in the near future. On February 17, 2022,  revealed that the series is a  taking place before the events of  (1979). Hawley himself confirmed that the series would be tied more into the style and mythology of the original 1979 film rather than the prequel films  (2012), and  (2017). In April 2023, chairman of , , stated that the series was in active pre-production. According to  president Gina Balian, the scale of the production of Alien: Earth was much bigger than that of the 2024 FX series , whose budget has been reported as $250 million. Casting In May 2023,  was cast in the lead role, followed by , , , and  in July.  and  would be among those added to the cast in November 2023. Filming  was scheduled to begin in March 2022, but was delayed due to the . Production on the series began on July 19, 2023, in . Filming (without the American cast including Sydney Chandler, Timothy Olyphant, and David Rysdahl) was allowed to occur during the  due to the series' British cast working under an  contract. In late August, the production was halted due to the strike with most of the first episode completed. Filming resumed in April 2024, and wrapped in mid-July. , Bella Gonzales and  serve as cinematographers. Music The score for the series was composed by . The soundtrack was released on  on August 12, 2025. It will get a vinyl release in December 2025 on Mutant. The episodes end on famous ,  and  songs because Hawley decided to highlight the  endings by "mak[ing] an arena show, something that feels bigger than a small theater", featuring tracks by , , , , , , , ,  and . The soundtrack from the fifth episode "In Space, No One…" was released as a stand-alone album on September 2, 2025. Release Promotion Alien: Earth's promotion included immersive experiences such as The Wreckage, which was displayed at the  and , and The Hunt, an activation staged in major cities worldwide.  also partnered with several companies for promotional tie-ins, offering limited-time meals and beverages through food and hotel chains, as well as exclusive merchandise. Release The first episode of Alien: Earth was screened early at the series' panel at the San Diego Comic-Con on July 25. The series premiered on  and  with its first two episodes on August 12, followed by weekly releases of the remaining six episodes. Internationally, Alien: Earth was made available to stream on . Reception Viewership The Walt Disney Company announced that the first episode of Alien: Earth garnered 9.2 million views worldwide within its first six days of streaming. This total was calculated by dividing the total hours watched by the episode's runtime, reflecting viewership on , , and . Analytics company , which gathers viewership data from certain  and content providers, reported that Alien: Earth was watched by 1.8 million U.S. households during its live-plus-five-day period. Boomer households (ages 65–74) over-indexed in viewership by 8% compared to other demographic groups. , which records streaming viewership on some U.S. television screens, reported that Alien: Earth was watched for 464 million minutes between August 11–17, ranking as the seventh-most-streamed original series. In the following week, from August 18–24, it recorded 337 million minutes of watch time, making it the ninth-most-streamed original series that week. Alien: Earth was later streamed for 326 million minutes from August 25–31, making it the tenth-most-streamed original series of the week. Critical response On the  website , 93% of 189 critics' reviews are positive, with a critics consensus of: "Stylistically bold and scary as hell, Noah Hawley's Alien: Earth transplants the Xenomorph mythos into the television medium with its cinematic grandeur intact while staking out a unique identity of its own." , which uses a , assigned a score of 85 out of 100, based on 41 critics, indicating "universal acclaim". James Dyer of  gave the first season five out of five stars, praising its exploration of "the nature of consciousness, mortality, [and] humanity", concluding that "Hawley's series is a rare prequel that serves to enrich its source material, breathing new life into a once-tired franchise". For , Brian Tallerico wrote, "'s work on  feels like a logical comparison, and that's the quality tier on which this show resides as well. ... [Hawley] delivers an 8-episode first season that somehow marries the philosophical depth that fans of  admired with the intense action and bone-chilling imagery of 's ." Angie Han of  described it as a "heady, sprawling, occasionally unwieldy but eventually thrilling epic about personhood, hubris, and of course, the primal pleasure of watching people get absolutely rocked by space monsters", noting its production design and "new beasts with their own deliciously horrible ways of killing". Not all reviews were positive. Dominic Baez of  criticized the show's pace and uneven story, writing, "Its examination of identity ... is less insightful than it wants to be, buckling under the weight of its own unanswered questions. And far too often it feels like two separate plots stitched together, a  of existentialism and aliens ripping people apart."  of  called the feeling of the show "tedious" and wrote that it "struggles to resolve the tension between replicating the core Alien appeal and building a broader narrative suited for long-form television," at the same time questioning if Hawley is fit for the genre versus his previous  stylings. , who portrayed  in the original movies, praised the series, noting how it expands the franchise's scope and calling it "much more profound than just an Alien movie." Future According to series creator Noah Hawley, work has not yet begun on a second season, but conversations are ongoing. He is ready to begin immediately if Disney decides to renew the show. Hawley expects a renewal decision to be made "soon" after the airing of the season finale on September 23, 2025, once its viewership can be evaluated. In another interview, Hawley said that he hopes to have a decision "in the next couple of months."    

The wildly talented multi-hyphenate Mayumi Yoshida returns to the YVR Screen Scene Podcast to discuss her long-awaited feature film directorial debut, Akashi, which is inspired by Mayumi's own experience of living in the space between cultures. Ten years after moving to Vancouver, struggling visual artist Kana (that's Mayumi) returns to Tokyo to attend the funeral of her beloved grandmother. Arriving in Japan, she rekindles a tentative flame with her bashful ex-boyfriend, Hiro, an aspiring thespian who vanished from her life a decade prior. As Kana digs deeper into her grandmother's past, she uncovers a family secret that prompts her to reconsider everything she thought she knew about love, duty, and belonging.Akashi – which Mayumi wrote, directed, and starred in – has its world premiere this week at the 2025 Vancouver International Film Festival. The feature began its life as a Fringe Festival play in 2016, before evolving into a Storyhive-funded short film in 2017 (the latter for which she earned a slew of awards, including the award for Best Female Director at the 2018 Vancouver Short Film Festival, and the Outstanding Writer Award at the NBCUniversal Short Film Festival). Although it's been a long road to bring Akashi to the screen in its current feature-length incarnation, Mayumi hasn't been idle in the intervening years: between directing short films – including the music video for Different Than Before, which won the SXSW Music Video Jury Award in 2023 – and working as a dialect coach and cultural consultant and advocating for diversity and inclusion in our challenging industry, Mayumi has been fighting to get this film made. This included, in 2021, taking on Telefilm, Canada's major funding provider, for their outdated language requirements that didn't take Canada's purported commitment to diversity and inclusion into consideration. In this riveting conversation with Sabrina Rani Furminger, Mayumi reflects on her journey to this moment, how Akashi changed over the years, and how Akashi changed her as an artist. Episode sponsor: UBCP / ACTRA

The Milwaukee Brewers scored six runs in the opening inning and prevailed over the Cubs in Game 1 of the National League Division Series, 9-3, but not without a serious cause for concern. Brewers reporter Curt Hogg and host JR Radcliffe break down what they saw at American Family Field, from the electric pro-Brewers crowd to an interesting starting-pitcher decision by former Brewers manager Craig Counsell. The Jackson Chourio injury is top-of-mind; will he be OK enough to play in this series going forward? They discuss the aggressive start, the Game 2 pitching plan, old friend Aaron Civale, an interesting Counsell comment and more. In Three Up Three Down (36:46), they discuss the NLDS roster decisions that stick out and Peralta's big outing. In Remembrew When (54:00), JR looks back at another six-run outburst in Brewers playoff history. And in Curt Blanche (59:30), Curt wonders how players really feel about Counsell. Music intro from bensound.com. Musical cues (in order): "I Got What You Want" (Extended Version) by Gloria Tells, "Arriving at Dusk" by American Legion and "Screaming Fool" by Andreas Dahlback, all from www.epidemicsound.com.

The Season 3 Premiere begins with the return of a friend, and she's keeping secrets. Arriving determined to bring her friends "home", everyone's left wondering what that means. It all comes down to trust. Ready for the ride? Join Club 86⁠ ⁠Visit our Merch Store⁠ ⁠Visit our Website Socials: Instagram, Bluesky, Facebook, and the Discord Desert Skies is made by Jared Carter. He does voices, and writes, and edits the sounds and stuff. The show is Executive Produced by Michael Freiberg. He's the one who makes sure people hear it. Music featured this episode: Gone to the Mall - One Two Feet Simple Lullaby - William Claeson The Unconquered Son - Dian Shuai Blooming Emotions - Megan Wofford Get Up and Get Out - Soleil Getting Lost - Lupus Noctei Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Yep, it's the Chicago Cubs. The Milwaukee Brewers know their first-round opponent and also know that the National League Division Series will get started at 1:08 p.m. Saturday. Can the Brewers send Craig Counsell packing or will their heated rival stand in the way? Brewers reporter Curt Hogg and host JR Radcliffe look at the matchup and then take reader questions on a variety of topics like Jacob Misiorowski, rally towels, Joey Ortiz, Rhys Hoskins and more. Music intro from bensound.com. Musical cues (in order): "I Got What You Want" (Extended Version) by Gloria Tells, "Arriving at Dusk" by American Legion and "Screaming Fool" by Andreas Dahlback, all from www.epidemicsound.com.

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