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Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 29 Barbie Lynn s Genetics In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.   Nymphomania, while enticing to consider, is still utter madness when experienced. "Why Mr. Zane, my Barbie Lynn has told us so many wonderful things about you," she sounded so sugary that the honeyed words flowed off her tongue in a manner that was barely coherent. Also, her eyes flickered to the shower where I'd nailed Barbie Lynn repeatedly for forty minutes not all that long ago. Next to me Thomas grunted something that sounded like 'hello'. "I'm sure she's exaggerated to my betterment," I pulled that banter out of my tush, my brain was suffering catastrophic blood loss. "I can't wait to live in this dorm next year," Laramie came across with a nearly a molasses like drawl as well. "Zane, will you let me use this room next year?" "Dude! This is your room?" Jefferson perked up. "Mom, I have to come here next year!" "Um, yes Laramie, I'm going to hold this room open to every girl, and perhaps guy, in the dorm. I don't need much space," I said, "so keep out of the way of housekeeping and we are good. Also, you are immune from Handmaiden's Duty while here." "Oh, I was thinking about the game stations, satellite dishes and cable hook-ups," Jefferson added. Jefferson Davis, that name rang a bell. "Come on now Honey, a man can't go to a women's," Savannah let that sentence die unfinished. For me, it was keep the lone male status quo; or to get a good night's sleep'. "Mrs. Masters, I offer a thin hope for your son; if your daughter could line up some upstanding seniors and juniors, he might slip in under the Zane Exception to the enrollment policy," I told her. "You'd do that for Jeff?" Savannah took off her sunglasses and bit one of its arms. "Ma'am, I'd wrestle an alligator blindfolded for your daughter. I would certainly put in a good word for her brother," I smiled. I had no idea how tough alligators could be but I knew about crocodiles and those were some mean mothers in their own right. Still, faced with alligator wrestling or no anal-sex with Barbie Lynn, I was getting a belt, handbag and new shoes, damn it. The odds of getting Jeff in were long, Victoria barely suffered Heaven being around, and it would take an act of the Southern Baptist Convention to bring in a male to replace me when I was gone. "It would give your Father another option for Jefferson if you could do this Barbie Lynn," Savannah politely replied. "That would be great," the kid rejoiced. Yes, he was a fully functioning teenage male. "Zane can move mountains when he sets his mind to it," Barbie Lynn winked at me. Thomas saw it but was caught off-guard. "Let me show you my bedroom," Barbie offered her kin. They turned and the women sashayed away while Jeff had an almost run-in with Raven and 'company'. Each woman shot a look over their shoulder and smiled at me at some point along their journey which boded trouble. "I apologize, Zane," Thomas mumbled. "I thought, deep down, you were weak for submitting to your lusts. Now, I don't, I don't think that anymore." "Don't sweat it," I smiled. "It is only another day for me ending in y." "And don't you be forgetting about me, and how tough it has been resisting Zane," Vivian warned the man she was hoping to marry. "A wife should obey her husband," he started, "and a husband should know when to shut up." Lunch and what comes after I dropped Ms. Reveal's lunch off with just enough sassiness to make her smile and believe that our bad episode was behind us. She sent me to the Vice Chancellor's office a minute later, and while Doctor Victoria Scarlett was conversing over the phone, I felt comfortable to set her meal up in front of her and mine across her desk. Victoria only had this canned ice tea in her mini-frig so I swiped two and set one before her and opened mine. I wasn't exactly sure what it was, it was pretending to be Southern Ice Tea and I pretended to like it. The best thing I could say about it was it was cold. This was our fourth "working" lunch where she would insidiously fill my head with her philosophy and I'd causally remind her that women ran this government, not me; I was a figurehead. "What are you doing for New Year's Eve?" she inquired as she daintily cleaned off some crouton crumbs on her cheek. Her look was very intense. I wasn't getting 'quite' sexual signs from her but something, somehow this was personal. That could only mean one thing. "I'm spending it with Ms. Rio Talen but no set location has been chosen," I replied. "Oh," she paused then, "There is a Science Fiction convention in Seattle that runs from December 29th to through the 1st. My friends and I are attending and Hical asked about you." "Deal but we have to fit Rio in," I agreed. "I can send some Universe, TV and movie series and well as costuming information for her to look over," Victoria agreed tentatively. "No need, she's a Klingon, a small craft captain whose Father betrayed the Empire and whose survival is a stain on her honor," I told her. "With that barely constrained fury, she's a natural. You teach her how to use that bat-a-rang and," "Batleth," Victoria interjected. "Wicked-curved-bladey thing," I continued, "and you'll see. Oh, I'll need an Orion Slave Girl outfit and some green body paint for Mercy and all of her stuff by October 30th, cost is not an object." "I'll call my outfitter when you leave and I must say you are taking this rather well," Doctor Scarlet noted. "Why? I had a blast in your office that time," I admitted. "As long as I'm not crawling in, screaming fur-balls, I'm okay. I'll be a human Starfleet Doctor Xeno-biologist who has done surgery on multiple species. A "Doctors Without Borders" kind of guy. I'll get Cordelia to build me an actual tricorder, trust me." We ate, she asked for my sizes, I gave her Rio's and Mercy's sizes; at the Con we were all 'Next Gen' except Mercy who would be Old School for Halloween. She offered me a chance to be a Borg but since they all looked to be in desperate need of a sun tan, I declined. All in all, it barely took twenty minutes. "You did a very good job as Mediator this morning," the Vice Chancellor added as I made to leave. "It is not so rough," I grinned. "WWKSD?" "Wha, oh," she smiled warmly. "What would King Solomon do, clever." "Hell, the Bible has a whole book called Judges. This shit ain't so hard," I laughed as I breezed out the door. Ms. Reveal was waiting, as was Heaven. Heaven had to exert some will to not kiss me on the spot. Christina had lectured us on P D A, public displays of affection, during Homecoming. The more people who knew about us, the more the outcry and the stronger Chancellor's radical decision to keep Heaven on as part as the student body, would be challenged. As it was, our hands would casually brush one another until we got inside my dorm where I chased Heaven up the stairs, pinching her ass every time I caught up. After entering my code, I gauged Heaven's mood deciding we needed some quiet time; there would be too much traffic over most of the floor, and Heaven being too vocal, to get away with sex; and cuddling would be fine anyway. I caught sight of Rio with one of my Marksmanship team mates, Genesis. "Hey Zane," Genesis stood up. She was a weird one, going from borderline contempt to grudging respect over the last two weeks. If I didn't know the impossibilities, I'd think she had a boyfriend. "Hope wants everyone at the Amory for an equipment check at seven. We leave at 8:15." Heaven held my hand tightly. "Boudoir occopodo," Rio snickered as Genesis made her exit. Heaven's grip nearly crushed my hand, ouch. "Babe," I whispered to Heaven, "let me check this out." I disentangled myself and went for the wall of screens that separated my bedroom area from the rest of the floor. "Get some popcorn and get ready to sit a spell," Rio joked to Heaven who grumbled. I went around to see who, or whom, were using my room. Inside was not what I expected. Savannah Belafonte Masters had taken off her top (which was peach) and was rummaging with growing frustration through Barbie Lynn's bra drawer. I saw some grape juice splashed on her beige skirt. She saw me, pulled up her shirt to cover her bra-covered assets while looking a bit fearful and upset. "What are you doing in here?" she asked softly. "It is my bedroom," I replied. "What are you doing in my bedroom?" "But, but Barbie Lynn's stuff is in here," she gasped. "That would because it is her room too, we sleep together," I answered. That slowed her up for a second. "Can I help you with something?" "I, I, I spilled juice on my shirt," she began. "And your skirt," I pointed out." "Oh no," she choked back a sob. "What am I going to do? I'm a mess and none of Barbie Lynn's bras, shirts, or skirts are going to fit me." I mused over that for a second. "I've stashed some bra extensions around here somewhere and that should allow for the difference is sizes between you and Barbie," I said. "Now give me your skirt and I'll find a replacement." She hesitated so I added. "I'm not going to molest one of my best friends' mom, Savannah. Give me your skirt and I'll take care of everything." This time she did it, though I had to turn my back. I padded back out to Rio and Heaven who had just returned with the popcorn. "Rio, Heaven, I need you to break into Chancellor Bazz' residence and steal a skirt like this," I offered up Savannah's. "Hell yeah," Rio exulted. "Time for a little Breaking  Entry." "Oh, what the fuck," Heaven shrugged. "Count me in." She gave me a quick kiss and the two miscreants headed out on their nefarious mission. I went back to the bedroom and stumbled into Savannah, now with her bra off, eyeing two of Barbie Lynn's double barreled slingshots. Our eyes locked. "Right," I spun away. "Bra extensions." "Zane, do you think I'm attractive?" Barbie Lynn's Mom asked. When women say that, they can mean three things;          the truth,          the lure, or          the lie. Some women want to know if you find them attractive. Others want you to find them attractive for nefarious means. Lastly, a few woman want to be reminded that they are beautiful. Savannah was the latter. "If you are asking me if you are as good looking as Barbie Lynn, Mrs. Masters, I'll have to say no but that's because you are a lady who is fully a woman and Barbie Lynn is still leaving some of the girl behind. There is no comparison. You are both hot," I affirmed. "I don't know," she sighed. "It is with my husband, then seeing you and Barbie Lynn, in the shower, What's wrong with you and your husband, if I may intrude?" I asked. "He had an accident at work, one of his factories, and he hasn't been the same," she sniffed. "Do you love him?" I questioned. "Honestly." "Yes, yes I do," she sighed. "But he's just not there." "Do me a favor; come over and sit next to me and I promise to be as well behaved as a Montana Miner (hey, it is where my family comes from)," I said as I sat at the foot of the bed. Savannah very, very reluctantly came over and sat at my bed, but I said nothing. "Yes?" she broke down and inquired finally. "I want you to laugh," I related to her softly. "Laugh, laugh like you do with small kids." "But, I'm not sure," she began then I poked her in the ribs. "What?" So I tickled her under her arms. Savannah covered her breasts by mistake so I got some finger in and began making her giggle and squirm. "Stop it," she gasped for breath, so I rolled onto my side and tickled her other underarm until she finally flailed in surrender. "See Savannah, I'm not the bad guy," I grinned. "I'm not seducing you because I think you love Barbie Lynn's Dad and you simple need to worry a little bit less, and love yourself a little bit more." "How do I do that?" she panted. "I want you to try on some of Barbie Lynn's new clothes and see what you like, and what your husband might like," I suggested. "I'm not asking you to dress like a teenager; but not every day is Sunday school either." Oh God, I was talking clothes therapy to someone's Mother. "But," she stammered. "There is a screen right over there," I pointed out, "that you can change behind and the armoire over here has a mirror." "But I'll be parading around here, in my bra and panties," she worried. "Well, that's a bonus for me," I shrugged, "but a lady with a body like yours should be wearing bikini's with less material. Look at it that way." "Well, don't ogle, alright?" "Sure," I lied. What was I going to say? 'I'll pluck out my eyes?' After several tentative steps walking to the dresser and looking over her shoulder at me with real worry that I might find her either too attractive or not attractive enough, I gave up. I covered my eyes because they gravitated toward her backside like a plant seeking the sun. A minute later she finally spoke up. "I can't find anything that I think will fit," she said in desperation. I had the answer to that; I went up and picked out the clothes Barbie Lynn wore to the concert a few weeks back. "I can't wear this," she gasped in fright. "Barbie Lynn wore this to a social function," I assured her. "It is perfectly fine and you aren't going to leave here in it, only try it on." You see, the beauty of this pants/halter top combination was the lacing. I knew it would fit her, but she'd be showing a bit more flesh than Barbie had. She looked mortified when she stepped from behind the screens, and a little better when she saw herself in the mirror. I withheld my comment until she looked at me. "I'm dressed like a hussy," she stated sadly. "No; a hussy dresses like that when she goes to the supermarket. A wife wears that around the house to remind her husband he's a man and that she's his woman," Caveman mentality. Savanna gave her reflection a second, longer glance. This time she took in the sides, and dare I say, her ass. All her curves were smoothed out and pulled tight by the leather. "My ass looks younger," I caught her whispering to herself. "My Boobs appear like they are about to bust free," she addressed me once more. "Yes Ma'am!  Yes ma'am, they do," I smirked. "That is the whole purpose of the design of the shirt but I assure you, Barbie Lynn hasn't had one escape yet." "Oh, that's nice," she went back to looking at herself in the mirror. "Now there are some nice shirts in there, as well as some, short, skirts," I directed Savannah. She came out in the first shirt, trying to make the buttons hook but they wouldn't. I came off the bed and helped her. That is, I left most of them unbuttoned. "But they, my husband can see my bra," she worried. "Mrs. Savannah, that would be the point," I nodded. "Let him get a peek of the bra." We both heard the quiet footfalls and it couldn't be Heaven and Rio back so soon. Savannah froze and I reclined passively on the bed. "Mom, Zane?" Barbie Lynn gazed back and forth. "Baby Child," Savannah blathered. "Wow Mom," Barbie clasped her hands in approval. "The golden shirt with the plum bra is a wonderful combination for you." See, I trusted Barbie Lynn more than her Mother did. "I was trying on some clothes and, um, Zane was helping me," Savannah gulped. "Oh Mom, don't worry about it," Barbie hugged her mother, "Zane sees eight girls getting dressed every morning. He's used to it." "Oh, she trailed off. "So he's safe?" "I'd never say that," Barbie Lynn glanced back my way and licked her lips. "But he's a good friend and I think that's more important. Let's try on this next; the black leather will look good with the knee boots." It continued like this for a while. Rio and Heaven slinked back in with the now rather redundant set of conservative attire. We retreated to the head of the bead with Heaven snuggling next to me and Rio right beside her. Heaven and I shared a pillow, on our laps. "Do you think they have any idea that we're all bi-sexual," Heaven whispered as Barbie Lynn was prying Savannah into a red bustier. "Momma Mia," Rio hissed. "Those are some mounds. Big fluffy mounds." "Seriously," Heaven nudged us both, "I'm going to need a blowjob if this goes on much longer." I moved my hand behind Heaven, worked it up her skirt and up against her panties until I was giving her bunghole quite a workout. "Fine," Heaven ground out. "You can fuck me but I'm coming all over the sheets damn it." "What was that?" Savannah called out. "Do you think this is too much?" "Oh no Mrs. Masters," Heaven gulped. "If I wasn't totally into guys I would think you look, delicious." "Why thank you Ms. Vickers," Savannah smiled. "And if I wasn't totally into guys I'd have you chained to this bed and be ripping your clothes off right now," Rio added gleefully. "Oh, huh, thank you?" Savanna responded more cautiously. When Barbie Lynn, now totally torturing us, convinced her mother to wear a thong and a short skirt something had to be done. I reclined sidewise on the bed while Heaven built a pillow fort behind me and Rio dove under the covers to suck my feisty transvestite off. It was a half-assed endeavor and a minor miracle that nothing went wrong. Finally Heaven yanked my shoulder back and took a big bite out of it. I could hear Rio slurping up Heaven's cum and prayed the others couldn't. Is everything okay?" Barbie Lynn called out. "Heaven's got a muscle cramp but we are working it out," I fibbed. Second later, Rio's tussled head reappeared and she punched Heaven in the ribs. "Shit Bitch," Rio scooped up some errant semen with her finger, "Have you been holding that up all week long. You nearly choked me." "Why don't you come by every morning and we can work out an installment plan?" Heaven shot back quietly. Regrettably, Savannah noticed our, acquisitions and reluctantly put them on but I caught sight of her running her hand over some of the racier things left lying around before she and Barbie Lynn left. I had barely gotten outside with Heaven and Rio, to see if I was needed, when a squeal manifested right behind my ear and a body slammed into me, bowling me over. Paige "Lover!" Paige greeted me. "Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend Zane." Now, I was on my back, on the floor with Paige in my arms and with her skirt flapping far, far too up her ass when darkness descended on my world. It took me a moment to realize that the two Joten (Norse giants), standing behind the sofa were her parents, they were freaking huge! Her Dad alone looked like he played two simultaneous positions on an NFL team. Paige's Mother was dainty, only in comparison to her husband. Not that she's fat, oh no, this woman was simply big boned and brawny. I had to ask myself: what happened genetically? "Zane, I want you to meet my parents," Paige studied my face. "Sure," my smile wasn't too forced, "but you have to remember to give me a kiss for luck, for tomorrow's match." We rose up and my arm easily wrapped around Paige's waist. Mom and Dad seemed guarded and wary. "What game do you have tomorrow?" the Dad, Roger; finally asked. "Marksmanship Sir. I'm the spotter to the team captain, Hope Song," I smiled. "I'm Zane Braxton, by the way." I can do this. I mean, how many other girls here think they have their hooks in me? "We have the impression that you and our daughter are, romantically involved," her Mom asked me. It was the way she stated it in disbelief that astounded me and pissed me off, as if a big healthy strapping guy like me would choose their 'flawed' daughter. "Paige is an upperclassmen so mainly we hook up for the hours of hot sex," I pulled her close. "Come here, you," I turned and looked down at Paige she pushed up and kissed me deeply. "What are you doing with my daughter?" Roger rumbled. "I'm kissing my lady," I smiled at him, "What does it look like I'm doing Sir?" "I don't know what you think you are going to get out of this," he snarled. "Paige," I addressed the sultry albino who was all but humping my leg at this point, "what do I get out of your relationship?" "Hot steamy White Russian sex," she purred in a Russian accent. Yes, this side of 'poor pitiful Paige' was new to her parents. "But our daughter can't," the Mom stumbled verbally. "Oh yeah, and I'm taking Paige with me on a cross country motorcycle trip this summer," I kept grinning. "I hope you don't mind, she's our computer tech and back-up bar bouncer." Maybe the bar-bouncer bit was too much. "She'll get hurt," Roger sputtered. "Ah, I bleed more than she does and there will be a dozen of us; so if she kicks someone's ass and ends up in jail we'll be able to bail her out," I kissed Paige's forehead. "Baby, Paige," Roger muttered softly. "How about we talk about this?" "Sure thing, Daddy," Paige agreed. "Zane, I'll catch up with you before you head out for the tournament." I swatted her ass, in full view of her parents, which Paige loved. She sauntered off like a woman victorious. "You are such an idiot," Rio snickered in my ear. "That girl is a nut-bag and you are feeding her dynamite." "Speaking of feeding someone some dynamite," Heaven took my hand. "No one seems to need me at the moment," I squeezed her hand back. "Let's run for it!" and we raced for the bedroom like lovers possessed. Heaven I lay between Heaven's legs, her thighs arching up against my own. She wiggled her hips against me and her cock against stomach. I bit down at her nose but she laughed and turned her face away so I nipped her proffered neck instead. "Oh," she gasped. To show me how much she liked it, she rotated her hips, rubbing my cock around inside her. "My Honey likes?" I teased. "You know I do you bastard," she panted. "Nice, slow and hard." I withdrew my cock and then eased it back into her depths. Heaven hisses out her pleasure and with her hands on my shoulders she pulls me in tight. "God, I love you," she whispered to me. "I love the woman grinding up against me too, Heaven," I smiled to her. She hiccupped in passion then began thrusting harder up against me until I could feel her ready to erupt. I took hold of her shoulders and begun pounding her in sympathetic penetrations. "God Damn!" she seethed into my collarbone. Dampness flushed up my stomach and onto my chest to the very edge of my neck. Face to face sex really appealed to Heaven and she was really shooting off hard because of it. I slowed down; I hadn't ejaculated yet but I didn't want to wear her down while I worked up to it. "Oh no you don't," Heaven gasped. "I, I know what you want," she giggled weakly. Heaven struggled against my hold. "You don't have to," I said softly. "I want to you dummy," she kissed me. "Now let go and I'll roll over." "No, let me," I related before I leaned in for a French Kiss full of need. She gave one more surge of defiance then relaxed. Then I shifted my arm down until I reached the back of her left knee. I pushed it up until she passed my hip. Heaven was glowing with anticipation. I was folding her up and then I was going to pound her thoroughly and fully. Heaven brought up her right leg all on her own but the real gift was the way she arched her back in ecstasy when I bottomed out in her with all the muscle power I could muster. We held eye contact as I drove into her time and time again. A tear escaped her eye and scarred her cheek. "Babe?" I worried and slowed down. "I'm happy Zane," she breathed deeply. "Happy." I resumed my energy and the very essence she was lending me set me off by surprise. "Oh God," I gasped and gave her my seed. Heaven bit her lower lip as I sizzled up her rectum with my hot semen. A smile must have etched my features because Heaven became quizzical. "What are you thinking about, Lover?" she asked softly. "I think I've had the best homecoming ever," I answered. It took her a second to get it. "You can keep coming home as often as you want," Heaven licked her lips and bucked her luscious ass against my still rigid rod. Brandi Hand in hand, Heaven and I had barely exited my bedroom when Brandi came rushing up with a girl in hand. "Hey!" she beamed. "This is my sister, March; and she's coming here next year. I wanted her to meet you, Zane." How bad could this be? I squeezed Heaven's hand. "Hello March, this is Heaven Vickers, my girlfriend," I shook March's hand with my free limb. "Hey Zane," March said shyly then, "Brandi says you do things, with lots of girls here?" "See how Heaven is smiling," Brandi whispered to her sister like some conspirator. "He makes me smile just like she is." Well, I had to think, not exactly like I do with you. "Brandi, what did you tell her?" Heaven intervened. "I told her," the two giggled, "that he's magic with his fingers and tongue; and he'll do all the things, to her." "You pimped Zane out?" Heaven snickered. "It, it isn't like that," Brandi back-pedaled. "I sent her a link to his website and told her to hide it from Mom and Dad." "And Brandi says we can have sex here with you, and God won't hold it against us," March piped up. I had to go 'What the Hell?' I give out dispensations from God? He really ought to tell me these things. "I wouldn't go that far," I got out. "Oh, being with Zane is a spiritual experience," Heaven snickered. "Ten minutes ago I swear I was seeing Angels." I wanted to stomp on her toes because March seemed to be buying it. "Are you a virgin?" March whispered to Heaven. "I swear on the Bible that Zane's never penetrated my cunt," Heaven raised up her hand to God. "Did he, you know, the other way?" Brandi leaned in expectantly. "Until I cried tears of joy," Heaven teased her right back. I really wanted to stomp on Heaven's foot. "What other way?" March joined the conversation. "You know, like Barbie Lynn," Brandi giggled to her sister. Oh fuck. "Didn't it hurt?" March sounded concerned. "Oh no," Heaven stroked March's arm. "He's slow and gentle." "Okay; fun conversation!" I declared. "I see someone who wants to kill me. March, you are a beautiful young lady with an exceptional sister and I'll see you next year." I stormed deeper into my apartment only to hear. "Look at that ass go," Heaven sighed. "Yeah," Brandi murmured. "Those pants are so tight. They are hot! Cappadocia Rio was getting downright mopey when we headed for dinner. As we were going in, I spotted Cappadocia and what had to be her little brother, mother and father. I wasn't sure if she wanted to have me meet the folks so I tried to quietly move passed. "Zane," she turned and called out. I deviated my path and went over. Rio tagged along. "Hello Cappadocia, Mr. and Mrs. Davis and, um, young man," I greeted them. "Tobias," the young guy offered his hand and I shook it. "This is my good friend Rio Talon," I brought her forward. Mr. Davis stepped up and shook my hand next. His grip was stronger than needed in that alpha male style. "It is good to meet you Mr. Braxton. My little girl says you are a promising candidate on the new to the first squad," he grinned smugly. "Well, Cappy would know, she's Team Captain and I'm sure she'll be Captain next year when she'll get to decide if I stay on First Team," I tried to be nice. "So does it feel bad to be beaten up by girls?" he joked. "Well, if I ever get beaten up by a girl I'll let you know," I gave him my best steely grin. "Here I get beaten up by women, really tough women." That brought the big guy up short. "Oh well, my daughters a real fighter alright," he stammered. "I believe you, she's knocked me unconscious once, in a practice session. She laid me out cold for about a minute," I enlightened him. "Zane knocked Coach Gorman down Father," Cappy came to my defense, "and took down three men who threatened some girls once." "You girls shouldn't be leaving campus," her mother chimed in. "Mother, we go out in groups and we are just fine," Cappy insisted. "Are you responsible for this new attitude?" the Dad asked. "Sir, I'm one freshmen in a school of 900 women," I shrugged. "The fearlessness was here before I ever arrived. It will be here long after I'm gone. I belief the unofficial motto for the Karate program is 'I kick ass for the Lord'," I sort of lied. Cappy said it and she smiled slightly the hear me repeat it. "Yes," he muttered, "we want our girls to be strong in their faith for the Lord. It is good to see Cappadocia having a vibrant faith." "Oh, I've seen Cappadocia vibrant," I smirked her way. She restrained herself from hauling me off and punching me because our act of vibrancy had everything to do with sex and nothing that she wanted to tell her parents. Her dad missed it, her young brother wasn't even paying attention but her mother caught our undercurrent. A smirk creased her face as she looked the two of us over. "Cappy dear, you to practice safety when you spar, don't you?" she cautioned her daughter. "Yes Momma," Cappy gave a sly smile of her own, "I'm always careful, even when I have Zane down on the mat." "As long as you keep control of the situation," the Mother nodded. "You keep winning Girl," the Dad rejoined the conversation, "because you have one more year of playing around then you need to find a job and let God give you a husband." Cappy didn't flinch but I knew how hard she struggled for the team and having it disregarded by someone who meant so much to her. "Maybe Cappadocia can either compete on a National level or train students when she goes home," I offered. "She's real hardcore," Rio added. "No one trains as hard as she does and the other girls know it. Hell, when I first met her I thought she was some Inner City Gangsta Chick, she was such a bad ass." There was my girl Rio, the Conversation Killer. Sure, Cappy was African-American but that never came up with us. As I recalled, she came from a moderately-sized town outside Atlanta Georgia. "What?" the father darkened. "Rio," I tried to pull her away. "No," Rio growled. "Listen buddy," she poked the man in the chest. "Your daughter is an athlete and a damn fine one. If she was a he and in football you'd want him to try for the NFL so why are you treating your daughter any different?" "I don't think you know what you are saying young lady," Cappy's father stated angrily. "Maybe I should have a word or two with your father." "My father is a self-righteous self-serving asshole," Rio began before I started dragging her away, "and he knows I'd kick his ass if he treated me this way!" she finished screaming at him. "Whoa Rio," I calmed her. "The truth is only going to rub that situation raw." "Cappy deserves more than that," Rio spat. "Face it, you are channeling some Mercy into this Bro," I said. "She'll be okay and back in your arms come Sunday. Cappy is tougher than her father knows." "You hope so!" she groused. "I swear, with some of these bitches, they are perfect bright and confident then you roll a man around and out go the lights, nobody's home." "Then we'll have to find a way to set them on fire so the light never goes out," I suggested. "Face it, you are the schools premier pyromaniac." "That I am," Rio grumbled. "I'll find a way to burn this shit up." Opal "Hey you two," Opal greeted Rio and I as we started eating diner. "What's wrong, Rio?" "Plotting the end of male domination of the Western World," Rio grinned wickedly. "Is there something I need to know," Opal looked from one of us to the other as she sat at my side. "Are we mounting a rescue mission for Mercy?" "Mercy?" Rio said suspiciously. "Sure," Opal sampled her fare, "give the word and I'll get six or seven girls together for a run at her family if you need it." Rio stared at her for a second. "Why would you?" Rio asked suspiciously. "A lot of us like her since she came over to our side," Opal grinned, "and she keeps you in line, most of the time." "Just to keep things straight," Rio sneered. "I keep her in line damn it." "Oh please," Opal rolled her eyes, "one little whimper and a look from those soulful eyes and off to the bedroom you two go." "Gurrr, as long as everyone knows that she's mine," Rio was now embarrassed. "And that's why we would come to help you, Rio," Opal gobbled a quick bite. I tried not to laugh. "Zane," Rio pointed her fork at me, "if you are trying to tell me I have friends, I'll bleed you like a little bitch." "Who me?" I grinned. "Perish the thought that anyone likes you or considers you 'user-friendly'." "I'm the soul of friendliness, fuck you," she snipped then smirked at me. "Opal, Rio met Cappy's dad and that didn't go well," I enlightened my shower buddy. "What went wrong?" Opal sighed. With Rio, you never knew. "It is the whole bullshit of get your degree, go home, get married and start pumping out babies because that's some twisted vision of God's will," Rio stated angrily. "Most of the girls here are like that Rio," Opal responded. "Now hold on, they want to get married but we can certainly help them find the right guy and not some bum foisted on them by their families." "Opal, that's positively human of you," Rio wondered. "I was the bad girl before you two arrived," Opal snickered. "I wasn't in your league but I had radical thoughts." "The first day in the shower showed me as much," I confessed. "Well, that first body wash confirmed you weren't a girl," Opal bumped my hip with hers. "With Rio, well, it took us a while to figure out she wasn't a guy with a really small cock." Rio reached across me and smacked Opal. "My desire to be in the driver's seat doesn't make me a guy," Rio griped. "You are only the second person on this campus to have a girlfriend Rio," Opal rubbed her shoulder. "Give us a chance to adjust." "Adjust? I'm hoping for some conversions," Rio quipped. "Okay then, what are you doing tonight? Brigit and I are at loose ends," Opal offered. Rio stopped eating and looked over at Opal. "Sure, but the first one to suggest a pillow fight or that we paint our nails gets an attitude adjustment," Rio demanded. "I can hear Brigit's quim quivering already," Opal leered. "It's a date." Raven, and Paige again We had packed the last of our firearms away in the van modified to be a secure courier when the families in attendance and some of the other students gather around the bus. I spotted Raven hanging back with an older woman who was a bit heavier than she was. I walked over to make sure she was okay. "Hey Raven," I slipped past her guard and gave her a hug. She tensed up and muttered something. "What?" I wondered. "This is my mother, Carol," Raven said softly. She kept looking down at the ground. "It is nice to meet you Mr. Braxton," Carol greeted me. She seemed to be studying me intently as if she was expecting something from me. "It is nice to meet you to Ma'am," I grinned. "Raven is a really good friend to me and I couldn't be doing as well in English without her." "Do you and my daughter have a close relationship?" she pried. I could feel Raven start to fold up next to me in embarrassment. "I don't know what you mean?" I inquired. "Mom, we are just friends," Raven said sadly. Oh, now I thought I understood. "Mrs., Raven's Mom, Carol, please understand that being the only male in such a large female student body, several girls put all kinds of pressures on me," I began. "Your daughter is unique in that she treats me like a student first and that she truly helps me get by. If I couldn't touch base with her from time to time I might go nuts." "Oh," the Mom sounded somewhat disappointed. "Raven, how many girls have you helped me get away from?" I tried a different angle. "I, Paige, oh God Paige," Raven rumbled then, "and Barbie Lynn, and Rio and that girl Iona." "You really do help him with other girls?" Carol sounded surprised. "Yes Mom," Raven perked up. "Girls are always swarming around Zane, they won't let him study unless I'm around." Not totally the truth but hey. "I hope you understand that my daughter thinks a great deal of you," Carol drilled me with her over-productive Momma eyes. "The feeling is mutual," I nodded. The bus's horn beeped, it was time for us to board. "Raven, give me a kiss for luck at the meet?" Raven looked shocked but reached up on her tip-toes and kissed me on the cheek. I reciprocated the gesture and turned to leave. I had made it half way when I got blindsided and staggered. Several kisses smothered my face. "Hey Lover," Paige panted. "Good luck shooting shit and taking names." "I'm a spotter Paige. I don't actually shoot things," I clarified. "Good," she purred then stroked my cock. "Save more of that for me." "Who is that?" I heard Carol ask her daughter. "That's Paige," Raven growled with menace. Yeah, lots of love there. "Zane," Hope said evenly. We were ready to go. I gave Paige one more kiss and a squeeze on her ass then slipped passed Hope and got on the bus. Hope got on after me and Gorman started up the bus. "Well, that's not a send-off I'm used to," Genesis chuckled over Paige and I. "If it breaks his concentration, it won't be the only thing I'm sending off," Hope informed the bus to even more chuckles. Hell, it's a gun club; a bit of bloodthirstiness was to be expected. Working Past Homecoming. As Rio and I pulled into the driveway of my house, I noted both the progress Aunt Jill's contractors were making on the extension being built to shelter the motorcycles that were now hanging out at the place and their number. I also saw a bike that I didn't recognize with a brazen gang emblem on the saddle bags, Stormrider's, not Valarie's. Rio was still sulking over Mercy being with her parents. It was Saturday night so she had less than a day to go before Homecoming ended and Fall Break began. The hope was that Mercy could convince her parents she was required to stay on campus for the week school was out. Considering what her family patriarch thought of women's opinions, we didn't think she had a prayer. "A lot of bikes," Rio noted. "I don't care what Jill says, I'm grabbing a few beers." "Don't run around the front yard naked or swing from the rafters and we'll do fine," I joked. I wasn't going to fight Rio on this, I was preparing for a hung-over Rio at Church in the morning. We heard laughter as we stepped onto the porch. I swung the door open and announced us. "Jill, it's me and Rio," I said. The laughter died down and I heard footsteps coming my way. Jill and I met at the entry to the living room. We hugged, kissed and then she showed us in. Belle and Willa were regulars and Valarie was expected. The ginger-haired woman with a beer and a smile was unknown to me, though. "Zane, Rio, this is Fontana Palmer, Valarie's mother," Jill introduced us. "How's the leg, Old Lady?" Rio grinned. That's Rio for you. Fontana turned to Valarie. "You were right, you can't go ten minutes without wanting to punch her," she chuckled. "I got it for you," Belle hopped up. Rio, in her foul mood, was ready to get in a scrap right then and there but I knew that was plain stupid. "Come on, Belle," I intervened. "GF problems." "Yours or hers?" Belle hesitated. "Hers," I answered. Belle leaned past me and looked seriously at Rio. "Mercy's in trouble?" Belle sounded concerned. Willa half-turned on the sofa to get a better view of things. "She's with her," Rio bit down on the expletive for Jill's sake, "parents." "Ah, what a bitch," Belle moved past me and led Rio to the sofa. "Isn't it great when the folks decide that you aren't good enough for their little pride and joy? Been there, done that." Belle handed Rio her beer then looked back at me. "Zane, two more beers," she ordered. "Hi, Zane," I mocked myself, "Glad to have you back. How did the match go?" "It is good to have you back, Zane," Jill touched my arm. "How did the match go?" "What was the match in?" Fontana inquired. "Oh, hi, Mrs. Palmer," I corrected my rudeness. "He was in a marksmanship competition," Valarie jumped in. "How did you and Hope do?" "Hope took top spot but it was close," I informed them. "The number two guy came in .02 points behind and third was .08. The team took third place." All I have to say is those two guys scared the crap out of me. Apparently they shoot moose with .22's in their spare time or some shit like that. "Congratulations, Zane," Willa grinned. The room followed suit, except for Rio. I motioned Jill to return to her chair and made for the stairs. "Beers, bitch," Belle teased me. "Sorry, Jill, beers, Punk." I opted to not make a scene so I dropped my bag, went to the fridge, and got two beers. By the time I got back, Rio had buried her first beer and grabbed for her second. Belle took hers and winked. "What? No tip?" I wondered. "Oh, what were you expecting?" Belle tilted back her head. I ran a hand through her hair, leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Our tongues darted forth, then danced back and forth within our mouths. I put a hand on her shoulder then let it migrate down to her breast. I squeezed it gently and Belle moaned. I broke the kiss and smiled at her. "That'll do," I chuckled. Belle's eyes were alight and she was smiling as well. Jill was looking into the fireplace and blushing, Rio was blas , working through her beer, but the other three women were staring at me. "Beer, Zane," Valarie leered. Fontana, far from being protective, patted her daughter on the shoulder. "Oh, hell no," I waved off. "I was crawling through the woods all morning then spent the rest of the day riding in a bus with other smelly athletes. I'm putting my bag in my room and taking a shower." "Are you sure you know what to do showering alone?" Valarie called after me. Bitch. The first thing I noted was that someone had been sleeping in my bed. My money was on Fontana. I'd deal with that later but at the moment, all I wanted to do was get clean. As the hot water scalded away the grime and sweat I thought happy thoughts about Hope. She hadn't complimented me but she hadn't a bad thing to say about my performance either. In a way I felt 'in the zone'. I caught the range, slope and wind changes like a pro and I thought her score showed it. I knew she wanted the team to do better but with the youth of the squad, coming in third out of a field of twelve felt good to me. For Hope, nothing short of first would do. By the time I got downstairs, I was shirtless, wearing gym shorts, and drying my hair with a towel. The group had migrated to the den, the TV was on, and the conversation was muted. Jill's look told me I should have put on more clothes. I only wanted to unwind. The looks the other women were giving me were far less motherly. I groaned, shook my head and went to the kitchen for some OJ. When I returned, I looked around for a seat and decided to sit down at Jill's feet. She leaned forward and patted my shoulder. That was fine. Valarie and her mother constantly stealing my glances my way was less so. Rio was nursing a beer and her hurt feelings, Belle was running her hand through Rio's hair in a strangely comforting gesture, and Willa seemed amused by the whole affair. At the commercial break, Fontana stood up. "Zane, can I talk to you alone for a minute, outside," she requested. "Sure," I half stood then, "Wait, does this involve me and pain?" She snorted mirthfully. "No," she smirked. "If you behave I won't hurt you too much." "Go on, you wuss," Rio teased. "It isn't like you've despoiled her daughter or anything." "But I didn't," I explained desperately. "That's right," Willa joked. "It isn't like you two have rolled around in that, it's not a bed. What is it?" "It is a sleeping platform," I mumbled. "I got tired of girls taking a header off my bed." "That's awful considerate of you," Fontana smiled warmly. "A moment, please." I followed her into the hall, then reluctantly outside to the porch. I was wearing shorts and it was cold so I folded my arms to conserve some warmth. Fontana moved a few more steps down the porch, turned, and looked me over. "Zane, thank you for being a good friend to Valarie," Fontana began. That wasn't what I was expecting to hear. "Umm, okay," I responded. "See," Fontana went on, "when her father forced this on her to make her into his mold of what a good Christian woman should be, I was afraid the experience would leave her bitter." "Why is she doing this anyway?" I asked. "She's eighteen and can make her own choices." "Oh," Fontana mused thoughtfully. She paced back and forth once. "She likes you so much I assumed she told you." She paused for a moment. "After my problem with the law, my ex threatened to keep my other two daughters from me unless Valarie came to FFU." "Oh, the fuck you say," I growled. My arms came down and I balled up my fists. "Listen, I know a pretty good lawyer if you want someone to have another go at your case, or I can shove his head down a toilet until he changes his mind." Fontana laughed. "No, you are doing enough. Stormriders take care of themselves most of the time but it's good to have friends too," Fontana smiled. "Valarie is having a great time at school. She likes the girls she's met, well, some of them, and she's happy that so many are heading out our way over the summer," Fontana went on. "She's very proud." "I would have never guessed," I replied sarcastically. "No, really," Fontana faked her surprise well. "I know she hides it well but she's really proud of where she comes from. Honest." She paused again. "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Sure," I shrugged. "Why haven't you and my daughter hooked up? She won't tell me," Fontana questioned. "I'm not sure," I worked out. "I've never pressed her. She may not like having sex with the eternal audience that hovers around me. Maybe she's respectful of all the other women in my life right now. All those answers sound plausible." "Ha," Fontana laughed. "Stormriders aren't exactly bashful. She says your girlfriend, Heaven, shares but I think she really likes you because you aren't hitting on her." "She likes me because I respect her boundaries? Oh, Gawd," I groaned. "At times I really wish I was an asshole. As it is, I'm afraid that one day my cock is going to fall off." Fontana walked up, patted my crotch. "That would be a pity," she whispered into my ear before heading inside. Because I Must Secretly Abhor a Good Night's Sleep Later that evening At school, I slept on a contraption that easily slept twelve and was often occupied by eight. I go home so I can sleep, on the sofa? See, Valarie and her mom were in my room, they were guests after all. In the prepared guest room, now Belle's room, Willa and Belle had crashed out. We had three other rooms upstairs but Jill hadn't gotten around into making anything of them. Rio was supposed to join Valarie and Fontana in my bed but somewhere between the 12 and 20 beers she and Belle were sharing; Rio decided to grab a throw pillow, curl up on the floor and pass out/go to sleep. An effort to rouse her failed so I put a quilt over her and let her sleep it off. After 11:00 Jill went upstairs and the rest followed her to bed. I put a few logs on the fire and laid down to sleep on the sofa. I couldn't have been asleep more than an hour when I felt something nudge my hip. I looked up to see Fontana's ass pressed against my side, her looking down into my eyes. Fontana was beautiful but in a hard, flinty way. She was mature but compact, like a she-wolf with little padding or softness to her. Her long ginger hair was pulled back in a ponytail though her bangs were hanging loose. She wore a tight grey t-shirt that said 'Eyes Up!' that highlighted her breasts. Sure, a bit of a sag in her 36C's but very nice. The shirt only came halfway down her belly, fully exposing her bright red bikini brief panties to my gaze. Her eyes were the same blue as Valarie's and danced in the fading fire's light. There were lines around her eyes and her face was weathered but strong. I could have stupidly asked what she wanted but, hey, she was sitting next to me, dressed like that after 'lights out'. I propped my upper body with my right elbow while reaching out with my left and cupping her right cheek. As I drew her to me, Fontana twisted her body around so that she straddled me. I had to scoot my body toward the edge to give her knee room to settle down. She kissed me with a steady intensity that slowly pushed my head back to my pillow. "Man, you are easy," she breathed playfully after we broke a long embrace. "I thought I'd have to explain myself or some other shit like that," she added. "If there's anything else I need to know, you'll tell me," I said softly as I brushed her bangs aside. "I fig

At the stroke of Midnite, on the Eve of All Hallows, the Post Relevant Podcast lands at the foot of your shadowy path. A being of pure magic, it has taken the form of Pallas Athena's cosmic owl, newly descended from the dreamtime of Mt Olympus to shock you into epiphany. "Who are you?" you entreat. But no message is forthcoming, only the steady, silent stare of your own destiny sinking its strong talons into the bones of your soul. Between the two eclipses a portal into the higher realms has manifested your ultimate path laid out in front of you. Do you dare step into your highest timeline? You've prayed for such a sign for decades. Are you even allowed to refuse a call such as this? Is this a dream made flesh? Has the entirety of reality followed you down into the rabbit hole? Only the foolish and the brave can meet their fate face to face and charge into the palisades amongst the bells of victory....The Post Relevant Podcast season 3: Twin Peaks: the Return: the DECODE episode 6 has finally arrived. Two months in the making, this episode intertwines in-depth interpretation of Lynch and Frost's 6th episode of their legendary 2017 Twin Peaks surrealist miniseries with stories of host Phil Ristaino's mystical experiences between the blood moon lunar eclipse and partial solar eclipses of September 2025, and on into October's travels, where he turned a mighty 55 years old. From Atlanta to Upstate NY to Nashville, TN, we hear the esoteric ravings of a man becoming a wizard, all while trying to figure out the mysteries inside of Twin Peaks. And in the middle of it all, hear the story of Phil's meeting with an OWL one fateful evening.... Join Phil and co-host Justin Epifanio as they dissect, discover and dazzle their way through TP:TR episode 6. This is an episode of the PRP like no other, and nothing will ever be the same again....Also featuring the amazing music of Polypores! And! The return of PRP co-host Brother Andy Ristaino! Its beyond epic! We've tripped the light fantastic and dove headlong into the unknown! Come with us! Come with us! And may the pinecone that glows upon the mysteries be forever alight.Listen to all episodes of the PRP at www.PostRelevant.comCheck out Phil's acting/art/music at www.TheseAreDreams.comGet the full 5-D PRP experience: https://www.instagram.com/philristaino/Get the PRP "Under the Silver Lake" tribute shirt at Spyrodon Apparel:https://spyrodon.store/products/phil-ristaino-artist-edition-for-the-post-relevant-podcast-under-the-silverlakeenter 'postrelevant' at checkout for 10% off.Donate to the show: https://buymeacoffee.com/postrelevantJustin's doc: www.instagram.com/heyoka.documentary/All the songs on this episode come from the Polypores albums "Multizonal Mindscramble" and "ECCO."Get Polypores albums  on Bandcamp: https://polypores.bandcamp.com/PRP theme song by Agents of Venus: https://agentsofvenus.bandcamp.com/Music for the song "Don't Die" was written by HoliznaCC0. Original track name is "Dangerous Voyage (music box)" and can be found at https://freemusicarchive.org/music/holiznacc0/background-musicDavid Lynch forever...

Atlanta native Dubmack brings soul-infused pop and R&B to Peach Jam, along with his collaborator Rama-Don. Host Jeremy Powell dives into how the pair met in a legendary Atlanta rehearsal space and built a creative community that crosses genres and generations. Dubmack shares how growing up as a “Grady baby” shaped his sound, his advice for new artists, and the Atlanta roots that keep his music grounded.

Ogechi: How Afrobeat Meets Atlanta | The Mindset, Faith, and Fire Behind Her Global SoundLearn the mindset and moves that lead to real results with Ogechi — the Atlanta-based Afrobeat rapper, poet, and creative powerhouse redefining global sounds and independence. From Igbo roots to American rhythm, she shares how she's building a bridge between Nigeria and the U.S. through music, faith, and focus.

Update on the new owners of TIKTOK. World Central Kitchen will help feed those affected by the government shut down. Chic Fil La has a ending machine in a hospital in Atlanta Georgia.  Make sure to also keep up to date with ALL our podcasts we do below that have new episodes every week:The Thought ShowerLet's Get WeirdCrisis on Infinite Podcasts

Reviewing GREEN CARNATION's truncated appearance at ProgPower USA on September 3, 2025 in Atlanta, GA, when they played a bunch of songs no one knew.#greencarnation #metal #progmetal #ppusa #progpower #metalpodcast PODCAST THEM DOWNhttps://linktr.ee/pctdhttps://patreon.com/podcastthemdown

This week James joined Ben and Hector in the studio and they had a great chat about their weekend playing music and chalking at Chalktoberfest in Atlanta Georgia! Killbillies had the opportunity to make two kinds of art in multiple dimensions and they talk about it and how happy it clearly makes them. All three of them want to thank the artists, the organizers, and all who came! Watch the episode for more insights into a fabulous weekend of art, music and craft beer. Chalktoberfest can be found at the following links: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/chalktoberfest Instagram: instagram.com/chalktoberfest YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/chalktoberfest Website: https://www.chalktoberfest.com 561 Music Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7y2i0AgJTGRMtxMADgZ7AZ?si=Zp77sqBTuewWTDouxH2g 561 Music Links: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/561musicpodcast Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/561musicpodcast Twitter: https://twitter.com/561musicpodcast YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/c/561musicpodcast A huge thank you to our sponsors this week. STEINGER, GREENE &. FEINER, INJURY ATTORNEYS Stenger, Greene and Feiner has been a part of the community for over 25 years and prides themselves in not only in getting their clients the compensation they deserve, but also in getting involved the community through volunteer programs and supporting local charities. HARMONY MANAGEMENT GROUP Does it overwhelm you to walk into your small business or home office? Sometimes all you need is just a little help and that is where Harmony Management Group can help you. Offering anywhere from just a few hours a week of office help for basic office tasks like filing and organizing to full service business offerings like bookkeeping, payroll, tax services, data entry, scheduling, invoices and much much more. She is slowly becoming the go to accountant for artists and musicians because of her understanding of the music and art business. She can service all of your business needs and tailor plans specific your business spectrum. There is no need to stress and worry about the little things in your business (or the big things for that matter!). Take a deep breath and call Mary at Harmony Management Group at (561) 420-5652. That's Mary at Harmony Management Group at (561) 420-5652 and tell her Ben and Hector from 561 Music sent you. You won't be dissappointed and in fact you will be relieved you did. Let Harmony Management Group put the ZEN Back Into Your Life! JUPITER INLET BOAT RENTALS Jupiter Inlet Boat Rentals is Palm Beach County's Premier Boat Rental Company and Boat Rental Club. As an alternative to boat ownership, our membership club ranks number #1 in boat quality, availability and customer satisfaction. OASIS ROOT COFFEE AND KAVA LOUNGE Oasis Root Coffee and Kava Lounge in Jupiter is a fun, relaxing place to come by drink kava, java, or tea, and hang out… South Pacific Style! Open daily from 8am-1am. Located at 185 E. Indiantown Rd., Suite 111, Jupiter, FL 33477. LIVE MUSIC COMMUNITY Thank you to Justin and Live Music Community for all they do to make our podcasts as professional as possible. If you are looking to do a podcast, record an album, do a live stream, or anything of that type, Live Music Community is the place to go. LMC is also a music school that takes it up a notch by not only teaching the foundations of music theory and songs on instruments and vocals but also teaches the students the full band experience. They team your child up with like-minded individuals who then go on to play shows, do live streams, and learn the dos and don'ts of being in a successful working band. You can find them online at https://www.livemusiccommunity.com and on Facebook and Instagram @LMCFlorida 561 Music Podcast was recorded by our producer Justin Hucker at Live Music Community, which offers podcasting, video production, live stream, music lessons, recording and so much more. Check them out and take a virtual studio tour here: https://www.livemusiccommunity.com Special Guest: James Galiano.

La historia real de Jasmiyah y Tasmiyah Whitehead, las gemelas de Atlanta (Georgia) condenadas por matar a su madre. En 2010, pararon a un coche patrulla y dijeron a los agentes que habían encontrado a su madre asesinada. Al principio, no eran sospechosas, pero con el tiempo su historia empezó a desmoronarse. Finalmente, fueron detenidas, declaradas culpables y condenadas a treinta años de prisión por el asesinato de su madre, a la que habían apuñalado más de sesenta veces. Pero, ¿qué les llevó a cometer el crimen? Mediante imágenes policiales y pruebas forenses, además de detectives, abogados y amigos de la familia, descubrimos cómo el vínculo único entre las dos hermanas les llevó a crear su propio mundo en el que su moral y su comportamiento se fueron deteriorando cada vez más.

Even when things seem to be normalizing a bit at FAMU. We get another week worth of Wild and Crazy times at FAMU! From Atlanta not happening, fines and suspensions FAMU never bores you. At least we have Volleyball to distract us. #FangsUp #FAMU #HBCU #HBCUdigital

Atlanta United 2's playoff push took another twist as MLS NEXT Pro confirmed the abandoned match against Chattanooga will be resumed today in Marietta — with just 19 minutes left to play. We'll be live on scene to set the stage for a critical showdown in the race for the final postseason spots.We also break down Nashville SC's historic first trophy in the U.S. Open Cup, a dramatic Campeones Cup in Los Angeles, and Vancouver's continued dominance in the Voyageurs Cup. Plus, Champions League drama with PSG edging Barcelona late, Newcastle rolling in Belgium, and Manchester City stumbling in Monaco.From Atlanta's chaos to global headlines, we've got you covered on this edition of Morning Espresso.

Ready to transform your mission into something monumental? Promise yourself the tools to shake up nonprofit marketing and fundraising as you join me, Dana Snyder, on a journey from the heart of the nonprofit sector to the dynamic world of corporate agencies. This episode of the Missions to Movements podcast isn't just about playing it safe—it's about pioneering new paths with audacious strategies. If you're eager to craft a standout monthly giving program or want to boost your personal brand to unimagined heights, we're setting the stage for innovation and growth like never before. From Atlanta to your ears, I'm bringing you insights that will redefine how you think about partnerships and impact.Each week, my home studio becomes a hub for transformative ideas, featuring solo explorations and deep-dive conversations with industry thought leaders. Together, we'll tackle the tough questions and push the boundaries of what's possible in the philanthropic world. This episode is your mastermind haven, a place where comfort zones are challenged, and the status quo is just the starting line. Prepare yourself for an infusion of inspiration as we embark on an exciting quest to magnify the reach and power of your mission. Let's turn those dreams of impact into reality and start building movements that the world will remember.This show is brought to you by GivingTuesday! GivingTuesday is a global generosity movement that started in 2012 with a simple idea: a day to do good. This year, on Tuesday, December 2, 2025, join the conversation: share your favorite nonprofit's campaign, volunteer for a cause you care about, share an act of kindness, or encourage your audience to do the same. Use #GivingTuesday, tag @GivingTuesday, and visit GivingTuesday.org/Participate to get involved and inspire others! Let's Connect! Send a DM on Instagram or LinkedIn and let us know what you think of the show! My book, The Monthly Giving Mastermind, is here! Grab a copy here and learn my framework to build, grow, and sustain subscriptions for good. Want to book Dana as a speaker for your event? Click here!

On this episode of Tell Me A Ghost Story, I've got a collection of real ghost stories from listeners that still give me chills. These aren't just spooky campfire tales — they're true ghost stories told over the phone by real people who have lived through terrifying hauntings.Here's what you'll hear:From Atlanta, Noah remembers playing hide-and-seek in a Mississippi antebellum mansion when a ghostly figure with red reflective eyes appeared. Years later, in a Las Vegas hotel room, he encountered the spirits of a grayscale boy and a father dressed in 19th-century clothing. (Noah also hosts Real Hauntings, Real Ghost Stories, where I joined him on the episode “Ghost in My Bed.”)Michael from Watertown, MA, tells me about the chilling appearance of a woman in a blue nun's habit. What started as strange sightings turned into escalating paranormal activity at home and a spiritual reckoning he'll never forget.Christina, in Phoenix, lived in an apartment next to a cemetery and endured some of the most unsettling hauntings I've ever heard: a little girl's apparition, phantom footsteps, children's laughter, and even a violently shaking coffee pot.Reid from Colorado Springs shares how a towering shadow person first appeared in their childhood bathroom, and later followed them to a new home years later.Cindy Ketron from Avon, IN, has been haunted by “Herbert,” an invisible entity that's been with her and her brother since childhood. Her haunted tale is a reminder that sometimes the scariest ghosts are the ones that stay with us for life. If you love ghost stories, haunted tales, and exploring the mysteries of the paranormal, this episode will leave you wondering what's out there and who might be listening when the lights go out.

On this episode of Bringin' It Backwards, Adam and Tera Lisicky sit down with rising R&B artist Twin Hector for a candid, inspiring conversation about his journey from Dayton, Ohio to Atlanta—and into the national spotlight. Twin Hector opens up about his lifelong connection to music, sharing how he and his twin brother wrote their first school anthem as kids, which led to early recognition and support from teachers and classmates. From those grassroots beginnings, Twin and his brother took social media by storm in high school, eventually notching a platinum record and hundreds of millions of streams. But success wasn't without setbacks: Twin discusses weathering bad business deals, transitioning into a solo career, and how he's finding joy—and that signature ‘90s R&B vibe—on his latest single “I Like It.” He reflects on staying true to his roots, keeping a positive mindset through adversity, and what it really takes to keep pushing forward in the music industry. Plus, Twin Hector drops an exclusive about his surprise new album (you heard it here first!) and shares heartfelt advice for aspiring artists about perseverance, authenticity, and trusting your own path—no matter what. You'll walk away from this episode reminded why you fell in love with music in the first place. Listen in for all the stories behind the headlines, and don't forget to subscribe to Bringin' It Backwards wherever you get your podcasts!

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On this week's Lin. Woods Gospel Entertainment Podcast, meet 20XII (Twenty-Twelve) — the rising recording artist with a unique name and an even more powerful story.From Atlanta to Los Angeles, 20XII opens up about: ✨ How her faith sustains her in a tough business ✨ The importance of knowing who you are in a social media–driven world ✨ Why you must stay faithful and consistent to your calling ...and so much more.Don't miss this inspiring conversation that will uplift, empower, and remind you that faith + perseverance = destiny!

Summary The ANO-Talk hosts sit down with Barb “the cleaning lady” and Ed Kanegsberg of BFK Solutions LLC  at the Aluminum Summit in Atlanta Georgia. The conversation explores various themes related to the anodizing industry, including personal anecdotes, resilience in business, the importance of education and training, regulatory challenges, and the significance of employee safety. The speakers emphasize the need for adaptability in the face of changing regulations and the importance of effective communication with regulators. They also discuss the future of anodizing and the dynamics of the supply chain, highlighting the necessity of making learning engaging and fun for employees. Takeaways The importance of resilience and adaptability in business. Education and training should focus on teaching critical thinking. Regulatory challenges are accelerating in the chemical industry. Employee safety is paramount in manufacturing environments. Effective communication with regulators is essential for industry success. The anodizing industry faces unique challenges due to environmental regulations. Making learning engaging can enhance employee retention and understanding. Collaboration between management and technicians leads to better outcomes. Understanding the risks and benefits of chemicals is crucial for safety. The future of anodizing will depend on innovation and adaptability.

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On today's episode, join special guest Emily LaRusch, founder of Back Office Betties as she shares the too common experience of having a playful brand not being taken seriously. Throughout this episode Emily drops gems on what it takes to lead with vision, inspiration, and personality, all while creating a thriving culture of empowered women leaders. Emily's Super Hero framework for helping high-achieving will allow you to uncover the work you shouldn't be doing, and guide you to reclaim you time and energy. For more stories & resources about and for Fierce Female Leaders, along with how to join a Women Leaders Association Chapter near you, be sure to check out www.womensleaderspodcast.com The Women Leaders Association has chapters in: Akron OH, Albany NY, Albuquerque NM, Atlanta GA, Austin TX, Baltimore MD, Baton Rouge LA, Birmingham AL, Boise IA, Boston MA, Buffalo NY, Charleston SC, Charlotte NY, Chattanooga TN, Chicago IL, Cincinnati OH, Cleveland OH, Columbus OH, Dallas TX, Denver CO, Des Moines IA, Detroit MI, El Paso TX, Grand Rapids MI, Greensboro NC, Greenville SC, Hartford CT, Honolulu HI, Houston TX, Indianapolis IN, Jackson MS, Jacksonville FL, Kansas City MO, Knoxville TN, Las Vegas NV, Little Rock AR, Los Angeles CA, Louisville KY, Madison WI, Memphis TN, Miami FL, Milwaukee WI, Minneapolis MN, Nashville TN, New Orleans LA, New York NY, Norfolk VA, Oklahoma City OK, Omaha NE, Orange County CA, Orlando FL, Philadelphia PA, Phoenix AZ, Pittsburgh PA, Portland OR, Richmond VA, Rochester NY, Sacramento CA, Salt Lake City UT, San Antonio TX, San Diego CA, San Francisco CA, San Juan PR, Seattle CA, Silicon Valley CA, Spokane WA, St Louis MO, Syracuse NY, Tampa FL, Tucson AZ, Tulsa OK, Washington DC, and Wichita KS. We also have very active state-level chapters such as California, Texas, Florida, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Georgia, North Carolina, Michigan, New Jersey, Virginia

This is a turnkey rehab property in Atlanta, GA Price $252,000 Cash Flow: $555/mo Bed: 3 Bath: 2.0 Built in 1964 Square Footage: 1234   Find more information at www.RentToRetirement.com or call 1-800-311-6781 We offer high quality, turnkey rental properties in markets that maximize cash flow, equity & appreciation! All properties are renovated, leased & managed allowing you to passively build a rental portfolio while you learn along the way. Please contact us for our full inventory, or to schedule a consultation. Rent To Retirement is your partner in achieving financial freedom through real estate investing! *Information given is to the best knowledge of Rent to Retirement. All individuals are solely responsible for conduction of their own evaluation and verifying all data related to any specific property.

This is a turnkey rehab property in Atlanta, GA Price $255,000 Cash Flow: $470/mo Bed: 3 Bath: 1.0 Built in 1958 Square Footage: 1122   Find more information at www.RentToRetirement.com or call 1-800-311-6781 We offer high quality, turnkey rental properties in markets that maximize cash flow, equity & appreciation! All properties are renovated, leased & managed allowing you to passively build a rental portfolio while you learn along the way. Please contact us for our full inventory, or to schedule a consultation. Rent To Retirement is your partner in achieving financial freedom through real estate investing! *Information given is to the best knowledge of Rent to Retirement. All individuals are solely responsible for conduction of their own evaluation and verifying all data related to any specific property.

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Atlanta artist Bam Fatale joins Peach Jam for a stripped-down set and a candid talk about post-genre music, family heritage, and DIY visuals. You hear the story behind "Awaken," her tribute to a loved one, and how musical roots, Choctaw lineage, and activism shape her sound in Georgia's rock scene. We explore why authenticity matters on stage and in the studio at GPB.

Dragon Con 2025: In Conversation with Jim Zub (August 2025) This August, The Convention Collective's Senior Editor Dan Berry was given the opportunity to attend Dragon Con 2025 in Atlanta GA, with the chance to speak to some of the incredible guests on show, including superstar writer Jim Zub.

Dragon Con 2025: In Conversation with Zoe Thorogood (August 2025) This August, The Convention Collective's Senior Editor Dan Berry was given the opportunity to attend Dragon Con 2025 in Atlanta GA, with the chance to speak to some of the incredible guests at the show, including artist/creator Zoe Thorogood.

Dragon Con 2025: In Conversation with Becky Cloonan (August 2025) This August, The Convention Collective's Senior Editor Dan Berry was given the opportunity to attend Dragon Con 2025 in Atlanta GA, with the chance to speak to some of the incredible guests on show, including superstar artist Becky Cloonan.

Dragon Con 2025: In Conversation with Cory Smith (August 2025) This August, The Convention Collective's Senior Editor Dan Berry was given the opportunity to attend Dragon Con 2025 in Atlanta GA, with the chance to speak to some of the incredible guests at the show, including artist Cory Smith.

Recording of my winning set from a dj contest in Atlanta Ga in 2003

Syracuse vs. Tennessee College Football Pick Prediction 8/30/2025 by Tony T. Recent Box Score Key Stats Syracuse vs. Tennessee 12PM ET—Game to be played in a Dome in Atlanta Georgia. Syracuse went 10-3 last year for head coach Fran Browns now in his second season. Eight starters return with only two on offense. They will have to replace quarterback Kyle McCord who moved onto the NFL.

Tech disruptor, musician, and Fanbase founder Isaac Hayes III sits down with Malcolm-Jamal Warner and Candace Kelley to break down the blueprint for unapologetic Black power. From Atlanta's unique political and economic infrastructure to the sacrifices needed for collective progress, Hayes challenges the Black community to move as a monolith, leverage political power, and control the platforms that profit from Black culture. He dives into reparations, cannabis legalization, the role of media, and how platforms like Fanbase can be the key to building true digital ownership. With personal stories of sacrifice, his father's legacy, and his mission to build kings not be one. Isaac Hayes III delivers one of the boldest visions yet for Black unity, innovation, and generational wealth. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Not All Hood (NAH) podcast takes a look at the lived experiences and identities of Black people in America. Infused with pop culture, music, and headlining news, the show addresses the evolution, exhilaration, and triumphs of being rooted in a myriad of versions of Black America.   Hosted by Malcolm-Jamal Warner, and Candace O.Kelley   Executive Producer: Layne Fontes Producer & Creative Director: Troy W. Harris, Jr.

Episode Notes In July of 2025, I officially started my private practice, My Intimacy Therapist, in Atlanta, Georgia for sex therapy and intimacy issues. I created this space for those who are struggling with: anxiety and control low or high sex drive (compared to their significant other) trouble getting "in the mood" due to pain during sex communication that gets you stuck in cycles of blow ups or shut downs generational patterns that you will be the first to break overwhelmingly busy lives that suffocate sex and intimacy If you can relate, welcome. Podcast topics will continue to cover these themes - but of course, the My Intimacy Therapist Podcast does not serve as therapeutic advice or relationship. If you would like to take these "food for thought" episodes a bit further, I invite you to visit my website myintimacytherapist.com and/or schedule a 15-minute phone consultation here.

In this chilling episode of Scary Savannah and Beyond, Crystal and Brett uncover the haunting history of Atlanta's Ellis Hotel, site of the 1946 Winecoff Hotel fire—the deadliest hotel fire in U.S. history, claiming 119 lives. Once touted as “absolutely fireproof,” the 15-story landmark became a death trap, sparking nationwide fire safety reforms. We explore the tragedy's unforgettable stories, from heroic rescues to Pulitzer Prize-winning photographs, and the lingering paranormal activity—phantom screams, vanishing figures, smoke alarms at 2:48 a.m., and ghostly faces in the windows. Join us as we blend true crime, history, and ghost lore in a gripping journey through one of Georgia's most infamous and haunted locations. Find us on the web: https://www.scarysavannahandbeyond.com Please leave us a 5 star review, and we'll read it on air! You can find a link to do this on our webpage, just click on the links tab. If you do, send us a message through the contact form on our webpage, let us know, and we'll send you some free Scary Savannah stickers! Give us a call and leave a voicemail about a story idea or a message for the podcast (we'll play it on the show!) ph. 912-406-2899 Get some goods at our awesome merch store! https://scarysavannahandbeyond-shop.fourthwall.com Visit us on social media: Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/scarysavannah Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/scarysavannah Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/scarysavannah Tik-Tok: https://www.tiktok.com/@scarysavannah  

ECHO Everton reporter Chris Beesley joins Atlanta Evertonians for a special edition of the Royal Blue podcast from the Limerick Junction. Following David Moyes' men's games against Bournemouth at the MetLife Stadium, New Jersey, and West Ham United at Chicago's Soldier Field, the Blues complete their Premier League Summer Series with a match against Manchester United at Mercedes-Benz Stadium in Atlanta. Joining Chris are Bridget Bryson and her son Ben plus Christopher Harding as they reflect on Everton's time in the USA, transfer ambitions and express their hopes for next season on the Mersey waterfront at Hill Dickinson Stadium. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

This week is our 2nd episode in our monthly Upmarket Mastermind series!! Each month Reed sits down with a mastermind group of Real Estate Media Creators from around North America who are all at different stages of scaling their businesses. With the mastermind format, you'll be able to journey along with each company as they navigate the different times of year and always changing circumstances RE Media creators face. The Upmarket Mastermind consists of:Alex Coombs, of Northern Spruce Media in Hamilton, Ontario.Kelly Clark of Local Flavor Films in Atlanta Georgia.Jenn Lueck, of Jenn Lueck Photography in Prescott, Arizona.Reed Fish of Upmarket Media in Ventura, California.In this second episode the group updates on how everyone is doing in this "weird" market. It's also the heart of summer and vacation is on everyone's minds, so the group discusses how important it is to take time away from business and what steps they have taken to be able to do that. This is a great episode full of tasty wisdom nuggets!Upmarket Pod is beyond excited to partner with iGUIDE to bring you our Mastermind Series.SWEEPSTAKES ALERT - iGUIDE and their Tour to PMRE is giving away an ALL-EXPENSES PAID TRIP TO PMRE 2025!!!!! That's right, one lucky winner will be drawn in September to win a PMRE ticket, travel and accommodation, all compliments of the fine folks at iGUIDE. To enter, all you need to do is follow @go_iguide and @upmarketpod on Instagram. Then, go to goiguide.com/pmre and enter your email address and you'll be entered in the drawing.NOTE If you have already bought a ticket and/or booked travel to PMRE and win the sweepstakes, iGUIDE will reimburse you for money spent.The Presenting Sponsor of Upmarket is Aryeo, the best place to help grow and manage your Real Estate Media business. Use the code "Upmarket" at aryeo.com to get 15 free bonus listings with any new account.Another amazing sponsor of Upmarket is SecondFloor, the fastest way to create a finished floor plan. It's so fast that you can deliver the finished floor plan while you are still on-site! Not only that, but you can get UNLIMITED floorplans for one low monthly fee. We love SecondFloor and you can use the code UPMARKET at checkout and any new subscriber will get a 1 month free trial.Go to Fotello.co to check out Fotello, an ethically sourced AI photo editor. Try it for free and if you end up signing up, use the code UPMARKET25 to receive 25 free listings (~1,500 photos / $500 value) added to your account — no matter which plan you choose.Our Action Items are sponsored by PixlCRM, where you can scale your real estate photography business through automation. It's an all-in-one business and marketing platform that compliments your current delivery app. If you go to pixlcrm.com/upmarket you can get a 30 day risk free trial!!!

In today's episode, Gastor and Shalewa talk about the Astronomer CEO, a bull named Sauce Boss, and the price to buy Fyre Festival. PATREON LAUNCH!For all those that have asked how they can help support the pod - it's finally here! Thanks again to all the Troops and Correspondents who rock with us. Check it out - we'll have some exclusive content and fun perks, plus it really does help!⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠patreon.com/WarReportPod⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Many Thanks to our Patreon Troops & Correspondents for helping us bring this show to life. Shouts to the Correspondents!Tanya WeimanFontayne WoodsMark OrellanaCrystall SchmidtB. EmmerichCharlene BankAskewCharlatan the FraudCynthia PongKen MogulSayDatAgain SayDatAgainLaKai DillStephanie GayleUncleJoe HoneybeeInstagram:@WarReportPod@SilkyJumbo@GastorAlmonteTwitter:@SilkyJumbo@GastorAlmonteTheme music "Guns Go Cold" provided by Kno of Knomercyproductions Twitter: @Kno Instagram: @KnoMercyProductionsP.S. Tickets to see Dulce Sloan and Shalewa Sharpe in Atlanta GA https://laughingskulllounge.com/series/dulce-sloan/#tickets

Originally meant to be my 63rd Whiskey Flight podcast, I had no idea what a historical goldmine I was stumbling into when I reached out to Cindy and Andy Sudderth of R.M. Rose Co Distillery. In this conversation, Andy Sudderth shares not only his own family's legacy in distilling, but also what he's learned about the historic RM Rose Distillery. We'll learn about Rufus Rose, a Connecticut Yankee who joined the fight with the Confederacy, the techniques used his in whiskey production, and the challenges faced the company faced with Prohibition. It's a rich history that not only covers Georgia, it seeps into my Lost History of Tennessee Whiskey book's history, as well as the history of a modern Kentucky distillery. Andy's passion for history and distilling shines through as he recounts the rich narrative behind RM Rose and its revival. We'll delve into the intricate world of distillation, exploring various techniques, the historical significance of the RM Rose distillery, and the impact of Prohibition on the whiskey industry. We also discuss the legacy of moonshine in Dawsonville, Georgia, and the cultural connections tied to one of their moonshines inspired by a classic 1970s film. We'll also cover details about the modern distillery and the new satellite locations coming online. And catch an extra 10 minutes of interview, commercial-free as a member of patreon.com/whiskeylore.      

Welcome to episode 142 of the Hangin' with the AD podcast, where we explore the intersection of leadership, athletics, and education through the voices of those making a real difference in the lives of student-athletes. Today's episode brings a fresh perspective to the show—one from the whistle's point of view. We're joined by Marcus Woods, a highly respected official at both the high school and collegiate levels. Marcus has worked some of the biggest games in the country—including a recent college football national championship—and he's earned a reputation for professionalism, consistency, and a deep understanding of what makes great officiating. In this conversation, we dive into what makes officiating fun, what makes it challenging, and what athletic directors and coaches can do to create a better experience for officials. Marcus also shares what defines a great official, how top officials handle missed calls, and why officiating might be the perfect next step for former athletes, coaches, or anyone looking to stay involved in the game. And for our coaches and ADs—Marcus offers powerful insight on what makes a coach great from the official's perspective, and how leadership shows up on the sidelines. Whether you're looking to better support your officials, recruit new ones, or simply understand the game from a different angle, this episode delivers. Here's our conversation with veteran official Marcus Woods.

In this episode of the Restaurant Owners Uncorked podcast, Wil Brawley talks with Seth Watson, the founder of Distillery of Modern Art in Atlanta. Seth shares his entrepreneurial journey, from launching a production and event design business out of a garage to eventually building a one-of-a-kind distillery that blends spirits, art, and community. He opens up about why he left his first business, how he navigated outdated Georgia alcohol laws, and why he built a distillery with multiple revenue streams: a cocktail bar, an art gallery, an event space, and a production facility. Seth also discusses the lessons he's learned about ego, iteration, and surrounding himself with smart people, while offering fascinating insights into bourbon, gin, and the modern spirits landscape.Key Takeaways: From Garage to 400+ Events a Year: Seth's first business in event production started in a garage and grew into a full-scale company handling hundreds of large-scale events annually. Exit Fueled by Values Misalignment: After 17 years and increasing tension with a 50/50 partner, Seth exited the business to preserve his sanity and avoid letting resentment fester. Control Matters: Seth learned the hard way that 50/50 partnerships often don't work. He now maintains control in any business he leads. Birth of a Unique Concept: Distillery of Modern Art combines a distillery, cocktail bar, art gallery, and event space—all designed around Seth's love for whiskey and modern art. Navigating Georgia's Arcane Liquor Laws: Seth had to build his distillery concept while lobbying against outdated post-Prohibition laws that limited direct-to-consumer sales. Whiskey Meets Art: The subjectivity of both whiskey and art inspired the distillery's brand and mission: create a sensory and aesthetic experience, not just a product. Producer for Other Brands: In addition to his own spirits, Seth's team produces over 40 products for 18 other brands across the U.S., offering a more personal and flexible alternative to large manufacturers like MGP. No Ego in Product Development: Seth scrapped his original gin recipe when taste tests failed—not because he didn't like it, but because customers didn't. Craft Over Hype: Seth values drinkability and authenticity over branding. He prefers bottles like Michter's over hyped-up names like Pappy Van Winkle. Committed to Community: From supporting small farmers to featuring local artists (commission-free), Seth backs up his community-first philosophy with action. Owner Mentality, Not Exit Mentality: Like the Yingling family, Seth isn't chasing a fast exit. He wants to build a sustainable, generational business—possibly passing it on to his children one day.

In this episode of Market Tales, Amit Grover shares his journey from IT to commercial real estate, highlighting his specialization in the Atlanta market, particularly in retail and medical offices. He discusses the importance of data-driven strategies in winning business and the future trends in commercial real estate, emphasizing the need for value-add approaches. Amit also introduces innovative tools and systems he is developing to enhance efficiency and effectiveness in the industry.

Denise Salcedo and Bully Ray react to Logan Paul crashing Jelly Roll's performance on Smackdown. Plus! They preview the card for Saturday Night's Main Event in Atlanta Georgia. To visit our partners at Chewy, click here. The Master's Class is now available on its own podcast feed! SUBSCRIBE NOW to hear over 50 episodes of Dave, Bully, Mark, and Tommy taking you behind the scenes like only they can, plus BRAND NEW episodes every week. Subscribe to SiriusXM Podcasts+ to listen to new episodes of Busted Open ad-free and get exclusive access to bonus episodes. Start a free trial now on Apple Podcasts or by visiting siriusxm.com/podcastsplus.

The Chicago Bulls' offseason has been quieter than expected, but behind the scenes, Arturas Karnisovas is making waves. Despite minimal signings, reports suggest aggressive phone activity from the front office. This episode explores the Bulls' strategic approach, including potential trades involving Nikola Vucevic, Ayo Dosunmu, and Coby White. We analyze how Chicago's moves stack up against other Eastern Conference teams' aggressive offseason maneuvers. From Atlanta's Kristaps Porzingis acquisition to Milwaukee's Dame Lillard pursuit, the landscape is shifting. Can the Bulls' subtle tweaks compete with these bold moves? Tune in for an in-depth look at Chicago's roster decisions, including the Trey Jones signing and its implications for the team's future flexibility.Podcast Links: https://linktr.ee/BullsCentralPodGet at us:Email: BullsCentralPod@gmail.comTwitter:@BullsCentralPodPhone: ‪(773) 270-2799‬Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/chicago-bulls-central/exclusive-contentAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Polly P has been sober since 1977, she is speaking at the 2014 Girlstock International held in Atlanta GA. Her topic is Step 12. Support Sober Cast: https://sobercast.com/donate Email: sobercast@gmail.com Sober Cast has 2900+ episodes available, visit SoberCast.com to access all the episodes where you can easily find topics or specific speakers using tags or search. https://sobercast.com

Tonight's show features an assortment of guests as we take a deep-dive into the National Weather Association - what it is, and why it matters.  In addition, we examine how the NWA is evolving in its 50th year.  We will talk about the NWA Road Map, the critical role of the NWA seals (both broadcast and digital), the power of professional service and volunteering, and the future of trusted weather communication in a changing media environment. James Jessel is a friend of the podcast and works with Guest Booking Officer Bill Murray.  He works for Pinnacle Communications Corporation as National Account Manager and joins us tonight as Guest Panelist.  James, it is good to see you! Becca Mazur is the 2025 President of the National Weather Association.  She's been active with the organization since 2014.  She works in Anchorage, Alaska, where she specializes in integrating new science, forecast methods and tools/operational forecasting.  She holds degrees from Northern Illinois University and Colorado State University. We are also honored to be joined tonight by Matt Beitscher, who is one of the lead meteorologists with the NWS in St. Louis.  He is the Commissioner of Committees for the NWA.  Matt, it's great to have you join us tonight! Kendra Kent also joins the gang tonight for our discussion and is the Chief Meteorologist Fox Carolina News in Greenville, South Carolina.  She is a long-time NWA seal holder and Emmy nominee.  She was named the 2024 South Carolina  Weathercaster of the Year.  She's also known for her community service and animal rescue work.  It's an honor to have you join us tonight, Kendra. Last but certainly not least in order of their appearance, Isaac Williams joins us from WANF-TV in Atlanta Georgia where he is a broadcast on-air meteorologist.  He was formerly the Chief Meteorologist at WCBI-TV in Columbus, Mississippi.  He's also an instructor at Mississippi State and is currently pursuing his PhD in Earth and Atmospheric Science from Mississippi State.  Thanks for joining us, Isaac! Our email officer Jen is continuing to handle the incoming messages from our listeners. Reach us here: email@weatherbrains.com. Memorable New England tropical systems this millennium (25:30) December 16th, 2000 Tuscaloosa tornado (29:00) Becca Mazur's most rewarding projects in meteorology (33:00) Notable professional challenges in meteorology (36:00) Difficulties of time management in a fast paced/digital world (39:30) Dr. George Fischbeck's legacy and passion for weather and its impact on James Jessel (46:10) How did James Spann get into the NWA/History of the NWA?  (01:06:45) Preparations for 50th Anniversary/Huntsville NWA meeting September 6th-10th 2025 (01:09:00) "A Brave New World" topic of discussion at NWA meeting (01:14:00) The RON (Research Operation Nexus) (01:18:00) Creation of the NWA Digital Seal/Bill Murray's inaugural Seal (01:21:30) NWA Roadmap Initiative (01:31:00) The Astronomy Outlook with Tony Rice (No segment this week) This Week in Tornado History With Jen (01:34:24) E-Mail Segment (01:35:35) and more! Web Sites from Episode 1014: 2025 Annual Meeting in Huntsville, AL - National Weather Association National Weather Association on X Isaac Williams on X Matt Beitscher on X Kendra Kent on X Picks of the Week: Becca Mazur - Terrifying video of the deadly Enderlin, ND tornado James Aydelott - My Perfect Weather Jen Narramore - Cass County Sheriff's Office identifies victims in deadly Enderlin tornado Jen Narramore - Tornado kills three in upstate NY, including twin sisters Rick Smith - Automated Data Plotter Troy Kimmel - Foghorn Kim Klockow-McClain - Foghorn John Gordon - MetLink - Royal Meteorological Society Local Winds Bill Murray - Foghorn James Spann - Brian Emfinger on X: Site of deadly tornado from east of Enderlin, ND The WeatherBrains crew includes your host, James Spann, plus other notable geeks like Troy Kimmel, Bill Murray, Rick Smith, James Aydelott, Jen Narramore, John Gordon, and Dr. Kim Klockow-McClain. They bring together a wealth of weather knowledge and experience for another fascinating podcast about weather.

Lightning Round: Top 10 Qualities of a Successful Sales Professional Question: Steve from Atlanta GA asks, “I am a senior executive in a large manufacturing corporation, I handle the Eastern Region. We are struggling with our sales people, more than 40% are not hitting quota. We just redid our sales training, but wondering if you have any thoughts.” Book: Hire Right, Fire Less by Kelly Riggs  

Live from Atlanta – sit in with us as we talk with J Carter, the visionary Founder & Managing Partner behind ONE Musicfest, as we chat in front of a live audience at the 2025 Event & Venue Marketing Conference. We talk with J about what makes Atlanta special as he tells us about ONE Musicfest, the Southeast's largest multi-day urban progressive music festival, which has helped shape Atlanta's rise as a music mecca. We learn how he turned an idea which began with 3,000 attendees into one of the most impactful festivals in the country, now welcoming 100,000 attendees from all over the country and globe. We dive into marketing strategies behind building brand loyalty, launching new ventures and festivals, what venues can learn from the festival world, and explore his personal and professional journey. Hear J talk about some of his keys to success and various lessons learned along the way. Enjoy this fun episode packed with great insight and advice, featuring some audience questions, straight from a sold out EVMC in Atlanta, Georgia.J Carter: Instagram | LinkedInONE Musicfest: Facebook | Instagram | X/Twitter ––––––ADVENTURES IN VENUELANDFollow on Instagram, LinkedIn, Facebook, or X/TwitterLearn more about Event & Venue Marketing ConferenceMeet our team:Paul Hooper | Co-host, Booking, Branding & MarketingDave Redelberger | Co-host & Guest ResearchMegan Ebeck | Marketing, Design & Digital AdvertisingSamantha Marker | Marketing, Copywriting & PublicityCamille Faulkner | Audio Editing & MixingHave a suggestion for a guest or bonus episode? We'd love to hear it! Send us an email.

This week starts a new chapter for Upmarket Pod. We're proud to bring you our new monthly Upmarket Mastermind series!! Each month Reed will sit down with a mastermind group of Real Estate Media Creators from around North America who are all at different stages of scaling their businesses. With the mastermind format, you'll be able to journey along with each company as they navigate the different times of year and always changing circumstances RE Media creators face. The Upmarket Mastermind consists of:Alex Coombs, of Northern Spruce Media in Hamilton, Ontario.Kelly Clark of Local Flavor Films in Atlanta Georgia.Jenn Lueck, of Jenn Lueck Photography in Prescott, Arizona.Reed Fish of Upmarket Media in Ventura, California.In this first episode the group gives background on their businesses, talk about current market conditions and dive deep on video strategy and pricing philosophies. This is going to be such a fun and informative series that we're so happy to share with you!Upmarket Pod is beyond excited to partner with iGUIDE to bring you our Mastermind Series.SWEEPSTAKES ALERT - iGUIDE and their Tour to PMRE is giving away an ALL-EXPENSES PAID TRIP TO PMRE 2025!!!!! That's right, one lucky winner will be drawn in September to win a PMRE ticket, travel and accommodation, all compliments of the fine folks at iGUIDE. To enter, all you need to do is follow @go_iguide and @upmarketpod on Instagram. Then, go to goiguide.com/pmre and enter your email address and you'll be entered in the drawing.BONUS SWEEPSTAKES ALERT - everyone who enters will automatically be entered in an EARLY BIRD DRAWING July 6th for an $500 Amazon gift card!NOTE If you have already bought a ticket and/or booked travel to PMRE and win the sweepstakes, iGUIDE will reimburse you for money spent.The Presenting Sponsor of Upmarket is Aryeo, the best place to help grow and manage your Real Estate Media business. Use the code "Upmarket" at aryeo.com to get 15 free bonus listings with any new account.Another amazing sponsor of Upmarket is SecondFloor, the fastest way to create a finished floor plan. It's so fast that you can deliver the finished floor plan while you are still on-site! Not only that, but you can get UNLIMITED floorplans for one low monthly fee. We love SecondFloor and you can use the code UPMARKET at checkout and any new subscriber will get a 1 month free trial.Go to Fotello.co to check out Fotello, an ethically sourced AI photo editor. Try it for free and if you end up signing up, use the code UPMARKET25 to receive 25 free listings (~1,500 photos / $500 value) added to your account — no matter which plan you choose.Our Action Items are sponsored by PixlCRM, where you can scale your real estate photography business through automation. It's an all-in-one business and marketing platform that compliments your current delivery app. If you go to pixlcrm.com/upmarket you can get a 30 day risk free trial!!!

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On this episode of Wake Up 502 with Raashaan Myers we are discussing the upcoming decisions for UofL hoops as the NBA draft withdraw deadline nears as well as celebrating less than 100 days until UofL football kicks off! We also have special guest artist Yung MJ from Atlanta Georgia in studio!

On today's episode here from Founder of Beacon of Light Center, Carol Williams aka Courageous Carol as she gives you the elements of making a successful leadership "productivity cake!" If you have ever felt like you needed more time in the day or you have had it with the hamster wheel of overwhelm, this episode is for you. You will learn what it takes to achieve optimum productivity and when taking action can derail you from moving forward. Be sure to connect with Carol at Unscatterme.com For more stories & resources about and for Fierce Female Leaders, along with how to join a Women Leaders Association Chapter near you, be sure to check out www.womensleaderspodcast.com The Women Leaders Association has chapters in: Akron OH, Albany NY, Albuquerque NM, Atlanta GA, Austin TX, Baltimore MD, Baton Rouge LA, Birmingham AL, Boise IA, Boston MA, Buffalo NY, Charleston SC, Charlotte NY, Chattanooga TN, Chicago IL, Cincinnati OH, Cleveland OH, Columbus OH, Dallas TX, Denver CO, Des Moines IA, Detroit MI, El Paso TX, Grand Rapids MI, Greensboro NC, Greenville SC, Hartford CT, Honolulu HI, Houston TX, Indianapolis IN, Jackson MS, Jacksonville FL, Kansas City MO, Knoxville TN, Las Vegas NV, Little Rock AR, Los Angeles CA, Louisville KY, Madison WI, Memphis TN, Miami FL, Milwaukee WI, Minneapolis MN, Nashville TN, New Orleans LA, New York NY, Norfolk VA, Oklahoma City OK, Omaha NE, Orange County CA, Orlando FL, Philadelphia PA, Phoenix AZ, Pittsburgh PA, Portland OR, Richmond VA, Rochester NY, Sacramento CA, Salt Lake City UT, San Antonio TX, San Diego CA, San Francisco CA, San Juan PR, Seattle CA, Silicon Valley CA, Spokane WA, St Louis MO, Syracuse NY, Tampa FL, Tucson AZ, Tulsa OK, Washington DC, and Wichita KS. We also have very active state-level chapters such as California, Texas, Florida, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Georgia, North Carolina, Michigan, New Jersey, Virginia, Arizona, Massachusetts, Tennessee, Indiana, Maryland, Missouri, Wisconsin, Colorado, Minnesota, South Carolina, Alabama, Louisiana, Kentucky, Oregon, Connecticut, Puerto Rico, Utah, Iowa, Nevada, Arkansas, Mississippi, Kansas, New Mexico, Nebraska, Idaho, West Virginia, Hawaii, New Hampshire, Maine, Rhode Island, Montana, Delaware, South Dakota, North Dakota, Alaska, Vermont and Wyoming.

A Heart That Burns, Sean's sermon from Atlanta, GA