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On this episode of the Migration Waterfowl podcast, your host Brian Halbleib talks with Billy Campbell from Texas. Most, if not all of you, know Billy from his association with the Dr. Duck Company, the Dr. Duck YouTube channel or from way back on Realtree's Black Cloud series. We discuss Billy's experiences in duck hunting, reflecting on the challenges he faced during the season, the importance of enjoying the journey, and the evolution of his hunting techniques. Billy shares insights into his background, his love of the challenge of public land hunting, and the logistics of capturing their adventures on video. We talk about the importance of realism in hunting content and showcasing the camaraderie in the waterfowl hunting community. Billy also shares his experiences in the business side of waterfowl hunting, the importance of building relationships in the field, and the impact of faith on his life and career. He discusses the challenges and joys of working with cameramen, the evolution of his approach to his outdoor adventures, and the significance of cherishing memories beyond the hunt. We also touch on honoring service and sacrifice, as well as the importance of gratitude and respect in both of our personal and professional realms.   Feel free to reach out to us: migrationwaterfowl@gmail.com   Facebook, Instagram, YouTube & TikTok: @migrationwaterfowl Migration Waterfowl Store https://tinyurl.com/MigrationWaterfowlStore Migration Waterfowl is presented by: Blue Bird Waterfowl https://bluebirdwaterfowl.com And also brought to you by these fine partners: The Duck Hole & Company https://m.facebook.com/duckholecompany Rig'Em Right Outdoors https://rigemright.com CK Custom Calls https://m.facebook.com/100088485616501/ Takeaways Any season outdoors is a good one. We enjoy the journey and friendships. It's a fight for us all year long. We need to travel more for success. We try and keep it simple. You gotta find that one guy. We've been so blessed with great camera guys. We want to highlight the work of public land hunters. It's about the real experience of hunting. We want to bring attention to the great work. The reality of filming nature can differ from expectations. Building relationships in the field is crucial for success. Young filmmakers bring a strong work ethic to the industry. Adapting to comfort in outdoor adventures enhances the experience. Faith plays a significant role in personal and professional journeys. Cherishing memories is often more important than the hunt itself. Honoring service and sacrifice is essential in our society. Gratitude for opportunities can lead to a more fulfilling life. Respecting others in the field fosters a positive environment. Sharing experiences can inspire future generations. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Rumors are still circulating about the Titans trading out of the NFL Draft's #1 overall pick, but Jared says there's just one problem. Plus, there's something in Mel Kiper's latest mock draft that, if prophetic, would make Stillman come unglued. 

Explore the magic monuments of Black Rock City 2025.Katie Hazard, Director of Art, leads the selection, placement, and installation of artwork,  and she leads Burning Man's art grant selection committees. The ARTery is in the center of Black Rock City, slightly offset like the human heart. It's the epicenter of art support for nearly 400 art pieces, from towering sculptures to immersive environments.Before these art projects are sourced, crafted, and assembled with everything from hot glue to heavy equipment, they are first conceptualized by artists and engineers. Burning Man's Honoraria project grants 76 of these art projects about half of the funding they need, a total of $1.3 million.  Katie and Stuart explore how to foster accessibility and agency in artist groups. They describe some of the installations coming this summer, from interactive Sphinxes to a sphere of sinks, from a lost troll of sustainability to a fire-spinning pigeon. Some of the experiences include:an inflatable black cloud from Ukrainean Indigenous deer destined for ceremonial landan Afrofuturist pillar with an ancient modern secreta screaming booth that displays visual reactions to sounda woman with a merry-go-round crown, jump rope dreadlocks, and swing earringsListen in on this sonic journey of how Burner art is co-created and curated, and how BRC's surreal skyline is taking shape.Introducing 2025 BRC Honoraria Art (Burning Man Journal)Black Rock City Honoraria ProgramARTery (Art Services)The ARTery Volunteer TeamsKatie Hazard (Burning Man Journal)2025 Art Theme: Tomorrow TodayBurning Man Art Installation Archive LIVE.BURNINGMAN.ORG

Today's first fantastic offering is ‘The Black Cloud' by Nick Moore, kindly shared with me via NoSleep and read here with the author's express permission. https://www.reddit.com/user/nmwrites/ https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/ccorqq/the_black_cloud/ Today's second fantastic offering is ‘The Voice in the Night', a classic work by William Hope Hodgson, a story in the public domain, but recorded here under the conditions of the CC-BY-SA license: https://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/The_Voice_in_the_Night  Today's third tale of terror is ‘The Devil and Tom Walker', a classic work by Washington Irving, another story in the public domain, also recorded here under the conditions of the CC-BY-SA license: https://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/The_Devil_and_Tom_Walker We round off proceedings with the old school classic ‘The Isle of the Torturers', a work by Clark Ashton Smith; again a story in the public domain, once more recorded here under the conditions of the CC-BY-SA license: https://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/The_Hunters_from_Beyond

After Romania, one night in Rome.By FinalStand. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.When our ancestor committed the first murder, was it rage, or fear that drove them to the deed?(Evening near the Metropole, Roma, Italia)"I think you've done well," Riki congratulated me as she terminated her phone call. Word had come down that her replacement was on the way. Our profile had been updated back at State and they clearly wanted to bring in the 'real professionals'. There also had been a miscommunication. I was far too stressed to be reasonable now.Some undeserving smuck was about to be at the receiving end of my wrath for no better reason than I was at my limit of accepting any further alterations to my life. In hindsight, I was being totally irrational. At that moment in time, I didn't care whose day I was ruining. Sometimes I can be a jerk and an idiot at the same time.The US State Department apparently thought I couldn't dictate who was, or wasn't, a member of 'Unit L', we now had our own designation within Javiera's expanding task-force. The government had a random name generator for this shit and we got the letter 'L'. Maybe that device didn't think we were going to last long enough to matter. Anyway, I took the phone and hit redial. Riki gave me an 'I'm puzzled' look."Who am I talking to?" I inquired."Ms, who are you?" he demanded, since my caller ID said Riki and, unless I used my high, squeaky voice, I obviously sounded like a guy."I'm Cáel Nyilas. Who is this?" I replied."I'm Bill A. Miller, Director of the U.S. Diplomatic Security Service. What seems to be the problem, Mr. Nyilas?" He was rather uptight about the call-back."Since we are working together, why don't you call me Cáel?" I politely requested. "I'll call you Willy.""My name is Bill, but you can call me Director Miller," he corrected me. "The reason for your call is?""It is Willy, or Dick; your choice," I countered. "I don't call my boss 'Director' and I worship the ground she walks on. You are not even in her league. Also, I've had bad experiences with guys named Bill which are too painful to explain right now."That was true. One was friend taking a shower and leaving me alone with his mother. The other was early on in my career when I confused a girl named Bonnie with her real name 'Bill'. I was my own personal 'The Crying Game'. I didn't handle that episode well."Besides, I didn't call to discuss name-calling. I want to know how many agents work for you.""What does that have to do with anything?" he grumbled."You are quick with the questions while painfully bereft of answers," I snorted. "Don't make me Google this too.""Over two thousand," he stopped being a total ass. "Is there anything else I can tell you that Miss Martin should have been able to tell you?" Ooops, Back to being an ass."Riki's being physically restrained from taking her phone back by some of my educationally-challenged, illegal alien, unskilled labor force of questionable loyalty," I outrageously lied. It was an odious habit of mine that I'd cultivated vigorously over the past few weeks. "Two thousand humans, thanks. Is Riki's replacement a guy, or a girl? Wait, who cares? Just send their picture and I'll let you know where to send their replacement.""Are you threatening my people?" he simmered."No. That would make me an uncooperative and nefarious nuisance," I evaded. "Of course, when a person sticks their hand into a functioning garbage disposal, you don't blame the device. You blame the moron who stuck their hand in." From the perspective of our relationship, I was the garbage disposal."That definitely sounds like a threat," he responded. He was going to stick his hand in anyway."Your inability to comprehend the nuances possible with the English language is not why I called and not something I feel I can educate you about, given my current time constraints. Just have one of your insipid flunkies send me the picture. I need to purchase duct tape and an out-of-the-way storage space," I informed him."By the way, in the spirit of legal chicanery, could you tell me how long it will take for Riki Martin's name to come back up in the rotation? Let's figure 36 hours between each hot-shot leaving DC and their eventual inability to return phone calls," I wanted to make sure he knew I was taunting his pompous self. (Me being pompous and unhelpful didn't cross my mind at that moment.)"Let me make myself clear, Mr. Nyilas," he repeated. "Not only can you not dictate terms to the US government, you are not even the team's designated leader." I wasn't? Fuck him. I had tons of useless members of the Alphabet Mafia in front of my name, all loudly proclaiming my numerous accolades.Of everyone on the team, I had the most: NOHIO (Number One House Ishara Official), HCIESI-NDI, (Havenstone Commercial Investments Executive Services' Intern -- New Directive Initiative, I didn't make that one up, I swear), MEH (Magyarorszag es Erdely Hercege) and UHAUL (Unpaid Honcho Assigned to Unit L). I liked that last one, so that was how I was going to sign off on all my reports now."First off, I AM in charge, Willy. Without me, there is no Unit L. I quit, and then what? In case you missed it, I can't be drafted or threatened by you. If you think you can replace me, please do so right now and let me get back to my life -- you know, the thing that actually puts money in my pocket.Besides, I am not refusing to take anyone you see fit to put on MY team. I'm just not going to tell you where I'm going to take them to. I suspect they are adults and can find their way home, eventually, Willy.""Mr. Nyilas, you are an unbelievably fortunate amateur and novice intellectual in a situation that demands experience and professionalism. It is time for you to step back and let the people who know what they are doing take over. Just play your part and we'll make sure you get due credit for following orders and behaving," he unleashed his fair-smelling bile."I am following your orders; your procedures dictate that a member of the State Department will be on this team," I kept my calm. "As one of the people who actually has experience with this situation, I'm letting you know how things work in the field. Every person you send will be misplaced, thus you will have to send someone else. Alerting you to the need to stay on top of your job -- sending someone else -- sounds to me like common sense advice in this circumstance.""That is not going to happen, Nyilas. If something happens, " he got out."Willy, duct tape is plentiful and cheap. Kidnapping -- thus hostage keeping -- is virtually a religion in Southern Italy. And though I am already wired into the local criminal underground, I'm just not going to be able to help you, or them. I'll make up some implausible excuses as the need arises. So now you know the score. The next move is yours," I smiled."The next words out of your mouth had better be 'I'll behave', or the State Department will revoke your passport and have stern words with the Republic of Ireland over your diplomatic status," Willy warned me."I'll behave," I fibbed. Riki snatched the phone out of my hand."Sir -- Director Miller, I want you to know I had nothing to do with Mr. Nyilas' tirade," Riki apologized. "He stole my phone.""I did." and "oww!" I hollered in the background. "She ground her heel into my instep. the fiery little minx." I was propping up her excuse because I owed her for verbally taking a dump on her boss, the ass-heap back in Romania. Riki punched me."Ms. Martin, do we need to reconsider your employment, or can we rely on you to re-organize Unit L before Ms. McCauley (her replacement) arrives?" Willy lectured."Director Miller, ""Call him Big Willy," I whispered to her. "He loves that 'Big Willy' style."This time she hit me in the thigh. My ballistic vest had gotten in the way of her first hit, but she was a quick learner."How can you know a song from 1997, yet not know that Russia invaded Georgia in 2008?" Riki put her hand over the phone and hissed at me."Ah," Pamela teased. "Somebody is a Will Smith fan." Riki looked away.I wasn't sure what to make of the Will Smith -- Ricky Martin combo forming in my mind. Will was one of my manly icons. Hey, he was a stud, scored numerous hotties in his film career and married Jada Pinkett Smith. What's not to love? Growing up, I wanted to be like Will Smith. When/if I ever finished growing up, I wanted to be like George Clooney."Director Miller," Riki tried again. "He's lying. From my personal observations and with supporting personality profiles provided by other members of the task force, I can guarantee you that Mr. Nyilas is unreliable and untrustworthy. Sir, I've watched Romani males hide their wallets and their daughters when he walks by." Okay, wasn't that last bit a lie?"that last bit a lie?es hide their wallets and their daughters when he walks by. provided by other members However, unless she has been cross-trained as a waitress at a gang-affiliated nightclub, a day-care worker for the criminally insane, plus consistently wins at Texas hold 'em, she's going to be out of her element here.""No sir, but Mr. Nyilas likes me, I'm not sure why," she glared at me. I poked her in the boob to help clarify the matter. Riki slapped my hand. Virginia punched me in the shoulder. I decided to poke Virginia in her ballistic-covered breast, hoping she was jealous for the attention. I was wrong. They both hit me again.Had this been sexual harassment, they would have hated this job and despised me. Since this was me being my painfully childish self, well, I was still annoying, but also adorable. Put it this way: if a woman could not only pepper spray a man making cat-calls at her, and was even encouraged to do so, wouldn't that de-stress the situation?"Director Miller, I don't want to stay on this assignment, yet I'd be remiss if I didn't explain some of the numerous pitfalls of working with Unit L. Every one of them is comfortable being a walking arsenal. I'm on my way to have a ballistic vest tailored for me because I'm the only one in the unit without one. I have no doubt that any of them could kill me with their bare hands in less than 5 seconds if they so desired," she explained."You would think they would want a more effective combatant with them," Miller grew icy, suspecting duplicity on Riki's part -- moron. She looked at me over the phone."Sir, I think they like me because I know I don't belong in a firefight. They can count on me to cower behind cover while the bullets are flying. That allows the rest to kill unimpeded by having to keep an eye on me," she said.Pause."One of them did show me how to recognize and start various grenades. She said if I was ever the last one alive, it would give me 'options'."Pause."Ms. Martin, don't cancel your flight back to DC yet. I'm going to give Ms. Castello a call to see what her assessment of the situation is," Willy allowed. "Good-bye.""I can't believe I talked him into making me stay with you people," Riki moaned.Our little caravan was slowing to a stop outside the Metropole Hotel. It was Hana's choice for a Roman meeting location. A restaurant and a hotel room, all in one location. Rachel and Wiesława were ahead of us, checking things out. Hana had informed us that the Illuminati had two people watching her. This was going to be my last bit of time with Rachel for a while.(Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch, )Two new members of House Ishara were on their way to Rome. They'd be joined by two members of the House Guard of Andraste from Britain. The two Isharans were the first members of the House Guard of Ishara in over a thousand years. I didn't expect them to be the martial equals of Rachel, or Charlotte. Not yet. And anyway, that didn't matter. What mattered to me was that they'd volunteered for the task and Buffy felt they were the best we had.Another nomadic pack of House Hylonome Amazons had taken in the traumatized Zola. She had to stay in Romanian until the authorities finished up her part of the investigation. A mixed group from House Živa and Ishara (led by Helena) would handle security for Professor Loma, his family and the Lovasz sisters during their trip to New York.Aliz, his wife, was officially in House Ishara's custody. That was my best play at making sure she avoided summary justice for her 'betrayal' of House Hylonome. The whole group would be handed over to House Epona as soon as the Romanians cleared them for foreign travel. It helped my case that Aliz appreciated my warnings about the danger that both families were in from House Illuyankamunus.The occult nitpicking that allowed me to leverage this maneuver was accomplished by me doing yet another rarely done feat. In the name of Alkonyka Lovasz, House Ishara was sponsoring a new Amazon house. I could testify to the existence and matronage of the Goddess SzélAnya (without her permission), which was one of the stepping stones for acceptance.Vincent was going to stay in Germany for two days, then he was off to his home and daughters in Arlington Virginia, with a long convalescence and a rumored promotion. Mona and Tiger Lily were already on their way to New York as honor guard for Charlotte's body, courtesy of the US Air Force. The Amazons needed the USAF to do it because that was the only way we could get the Romanians to release her body.The Hylonome dead, they would be buried in a private plot after all the autopsies were done. I was absolutely sure the Hylonome would steal the bodies in due time and give them a 'proper' burial. Of the Mycenaeans, Red and one of his buddies still remained at large. Of Ajax's half-brother, Teucer, and the other previously wounded Greek warrior, there was no sign. Kwen and the other POWs remained in Romania to face a laundry list of charges. Her fate was unknown to me.My bodyguard was reduced, yet no one minded. The twin reasoning was that the Black Hand in Italy would provide some protection for me. The other was that I was in the birthplace of the Condottieri. Selena's sources strongly suspected that their HQ was close to Rome itself. I could have had more security by recruiting among the 'natives'.Various sources, some inside Italy, had suggested that the Carabinieri, Italy's military police force, had 'offered' to provide some protection. That was prompted by events surrounding my visits to Budapest  and  Mindszent, Hungary and the 'action' south of Miercurea Ciuc, Romania (no one wanted to call it a battle, even though the fight involved over 1000 Romanian Land Forces troops and half a squadron of the Romanian Air Force).My refusal of the offer caused a 'disruption'. This was a polite way of saying the Italians did not want me to enter their country. I wasn't being a jerk this time. Selena and Aunt Briana were both of the opinion that the Condo's recruited heavily from European military and paramilitary units -- particularly Western Europe. And that not all their 'new hires' had left active duty either.A peculiar circumstance then developed. The pretext for denying me entry was undercut by Hungary and Romania erasing me from their official investigation. I wasn't a threat (despite the burnt landscape and tombstones sprouting up in my wake.) Romania didn't want me to stay, Hungary decided they didn't want me back -- at the moment -- and the US/UK/Ireland were telling the Italians that I was a peach, or whatever implied that in diplomatic speech.There was a compromise finally reached by Riki and shadow forces that I couldn't put names to. I could come to Italy as long as my itinerary was relayed to Carabinieri. We could keep our side arms in holsters and our big guns as long as they weren't on our persons. I could go around without a Carabinieri bodyguard as long as I ignored them floating around me at a discreet distance. A liaison officer would meet me at the hotel to maintain the illusion that I was just a paranoid tourist.Delilah had to touch base with the British again, probably for the same reasons that the US wanted to replace Riki. While both Delilah and Chaz were military and seconded to MI-6, they weren't considered Intelligence Experts by the people at the helm. For that matter, they weren't even sure how Delilah had ended up at my side, killing multi-national terrorists in three separate countries inside of one month. That was very cinematic, not realistic. The idea of governments with shadow operatives 'sanctioning' people was not something that anyone in the 'know' wanted to talk about.Whether it was before the media, a US Senate Select Committee on Intelligence, the United States House Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence, or a UK Parliamentary Foreign Affairs Select Committee this wasn't what these Department Heads wanted to discuss. Less anyone forget, my Congress and my President didn't, umm, get along.In my favor, I was an orphan from New Hampshire, both my US Senators were women and I'd worked on their campaigns or dated some of their volunteers. It might do me some good to call Dr. Kimberly Geisler at Bolingbrook to see what she could do politically. All that could wait.(Finishing Up)Selena Jovanović had the first of our two dark blue Alfa Romeo 159s, the one that disgorged Rachel and Wiesława. She, Saku and Odette would circle the block in case there was any trouble. Pamela had the driver's seat in my car. No one wanted me or Odette to drive because we didn't understand urban Italian street etiquette. It was Virginia, me and Riki in the backseat with Chaz up front with Pamela.Rachel gave the preliminary order to disembark. That meant the lobby was partially clear -- there were armed types about that seemed to be either Carabinieri, or understandable private security. Rome wasn't as dangerous as Mexico City (kidnap-wise), but events in London, Budapest and the Hungarian and Romanian countryside were putting people on edge. And those with enough money could buy some emotional comfort in the form of armed private contractors.Chaz took his H and K UMP-45, stock folded, out of the bag at his feet and secured it inside the right-side of his jacket. Three spare clips went inside a harness on his left. It was dreamlike as Virginia and I went through a similar, less heavily armed process. For FBI Girl, it was a 'carry-on' with flash-bang, concussion and smoke grenades, plus a few extra clips/mags for everyone.For me, it was a tomahawk, a second Gloc-22 and a bullet for everyone in the hotel, if that became necessary. As the car came to a stop in front of the main doors, I worked my way over Riki so that I would be the second person to exit the car. Chaz would be the first. Virginia got out on her side. Pamela would stay at the wheel -- Riki had an appointment with a tailor to keep.I felt it then, that sympathetic spiritual harmony I was one-third of. I looked up into the 'clear' Rome night. There she was, Bellatrix, the Amazon star in the Constellation of Orion. According to the Egyptian Rite, the Weave of Fate was nearly invisible by day, but by night, you could make out its strands in the motion of the stars. That was not something Alal had ever truly mastered. Still,I had a new phone since the charred remains of my old one were in some evidence locker in Budapest by now. That didn't mean I wanted to use it. I was getting squirrely about people I didn't want finding me, finding me. Chaz was in the lead, I was in the middle and Virginia covered my back. Rachel caught sight of us, gave a quick nod, and then she and Wiesława went for the elevators.Rachel would want to check out Hana's room before I got there -- if I got there. I called Odette."Hey Babe," Odette beamed excitement my way. She was in Rome and we had a guaranteed 24 hour layover. For a girl who thought her great adventure in life was going to end up being a high school trip to Philadelphia to see the Liberty Bell, she was in Nirvana."Hey to you too, Odette. I need a favor," I began."Sure," she chirped."In five minutes from, right now make sure Sakuniyas comes to see me and Hana in the restaurant by herself," I requested. Odette hesitated, taking in her knowledge of 'Cáel-speak'."No problemo Jeffe," she answered. She knew I was in some undefined trouble. We both knew that her body language would convey that unease to Saku, which was what I needed. See, I had a plan. I tapped Chaz, slowing him and thus allowing Virginia to bunch up with us."Do either one of you remember the movie 

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A Time WarpBy FinalStand. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.What follows is a diversion from the central storyline, but it is crucial to understanding why certain members of the supporting cast are behaving the way they are.808 BCE near Halab in what is today's Northern Syria:For me, Cael Nyilas, it was a return to last night's horrifying scene that engulfed me. The screams of dying horses and moribund men crying the pantheon of life's final regrets. Blood, piss, voided bowels and the stench of comingled sweat and leather filled my nostrils. The true cacophony of battle was all about. The battle shock faded into an innocuous background distraction.In my heart of hearts, I felt at ease, even content. We were cut off and surrounded yet hardly hopeless. Men, my brothers-in-arms and the younger noble sons of Assur and Nineveh combined to put a press of shields, armor and flesh encircling us. Those 'pampered' aristocrats stank with fear and well they should. Death was still possible before their relief arrived.I hurt, Shara (my deity?), I was wounded, but it meant nothing. I laughed; a primitive version of 'atheists and foxholes' passing through my mind. This body had lived through much worse. The closest man, her deceased husband's cousin, and I lifted the shattered wooden chariot off the person our circle was centered on. My arm was extended to her.She was glorious, fierce and half-drunk with battle lust. I could feel her talon-like fingers through the leather and 'parzillu' scales guarding my bicep. She half jumped and was half pulled to her feet. Her kinsman presented her 'misplaced' sword, hilt first. In her eyes, I saw the burning intensity of the Shamash (Sun God, consort of Aya?) at the height of the Burning Season.Her martial mirth exceeded any other noise as it passed her lips."You took your time getting here," Shammuramat taunted me, not a true reproach. "I was so bored, I decide to take a nap in the shade of my conveniently overturned chariot." She defied all fortunes that conspired toward her demise; her own breed of madness."You looked so peaceful in your sleep, I didn't want to wake you," I bantered back. Her 'kinsman' scowled at my familiarity with his monarch. My champions, more like brothers to me than any kin born of my blood, had carved a gory swath to her stranded bodyguard. Mounted on Median steeds, we had pressed back the entourages of two Aramean kings bent on her violent passing.A barricade of overturned, or unattended chariots gave us space to dismount and perform our very visible rescue mission. All the pieces were right where she wanted them; everything unfolding according to her plan. Focus the enemy in the center with her person and the banner of Assur while the rest of her chariots and all of her cavalry swept through an unguarded wadi and fell upon them from behind.Brilliant. Somewhat less brilliant when faced with the desperate energy of our enemies, but her victory was already a certainty. The allied Western Kings were sure my command was attempting to snatch the Queen back to the safety of her infantry. Those hardy, foot-bound souls were still holding their own against the greater mass of the enemy footmen.The children of rebellious nobles bent every bit of their remaining energy, squandered their last reserves to ensure Shammuramat didn't escape. If the positons were reversed, they would have eagerly abandoned their troops and sought safety to the rear. The idea of Shammuramat being overwrought with terror was absurd.Our opponents' bellows for our blood turned into wails of despair. The charging, plumaged steeds of Assyria had appeared behind them. Our enemies had nothing left to slow the new arrivals down, much less stop them. For those who dared defy Shammuramat, Queen of all the Akkadians, the slaughter was just beginning."Come 'Alal' (that was me); I promised 'Atarshumki' I would kick his head over his own city walls before sunset and I always keep my promises," she shoved one of my horse-holders aside and took one of my steeds. 'Alal' was not the name my father gave me. It meant destroyer and it was blasphemy to lay claim to it."Killing kings will cost you extra," was my impious response.Assyrians nobility barely tolerated mercenaries most of the time. My men and I didn't care. I hadn't taken up the killing business to make friends and my troops felt the same way. What mattered to us was that their coin was good and delivered on time. That was a good thing because whores and merchants were loath to advance 'our kind' anything on credit."I'll meet you half way," she grinned manically at me while my fighters and I raced for our mounts. (Saving the junior nobility wasn't what she were paying us for.) "I'll let you take any prince you capture as a hostage." I nodded. My men cheered hungrily, despite the choking dust. As long as I didn't get too greedy, the Kings would pay for their sons. Now we had to capture the bastards."Tūbātu," I reminded them. 'Goodwill'. It was a polite way of saying 'stop your chariot, rest your arms and your mother won't have to come begging for your corpse'. It was best to let opposing nobility keep their dignity in our business. Today's enemy might be tomorrow's paymaster.I blinked and things changed.Planting followed harvest and harvest followed planting. It had long ago become a blur. Shammuramat had grown older. Her first son became king when he was of age. I had long exceeded my welcome and my desire to stay. I was fixed to this small patch of the greater world by a rare emotion, empathy.It had come out of nowhere. We were campaigning against the Scythians raiding over the Zagros Mountains and followed them into Urartu. Night had fallen and I walked the camp as was my habit; being killed a few times in your sleep will make you err on the side of caution. Shammuramat was gazing out over the river Arkas."I though all the scouts have returned," I asked as I stepped to her side. A cool, early autumn breeze blew down the valley, tossing a few loose locks of her greying hair. She always had one patch shorn short which made her left-side braids prone to unwind."They have. We head back for Nineveh with the dawn," she murmured, her mind elsewhere."Do you ever dream of home?" she asked me out of the blue."No. I don't dream anymore. I rarely sleep and if I did, I would hope to dream of something less boring," I snorted in amusement. She had never talked about her home, to anyone as far as I knew."You will be going to Lydia when winter comes," she stated tensely."King Gyges needs someone with experience beating Cimmerians," I answered. The true reason was that I was no longer welcome on the Assyrian payroll because I insisted on recruiting only non-Assyrians into the ranks of my ferociously effective little band of one hundred; never more and rarely less."Shemtsu is a fool," she grumbled."That is unfair," I countered. My willingness to argue with her was one of my charms in her eyes. "He is an excellent Treasurer and he makes sure your vassals pay their tribute on time and in its full amount."The silence was hurtful to me because Shammuramat was never one to obfuscate her thoughts, especially around me. It was one of her charms, to my way of thinking."Salmu Eretu, the northern night sky has no answers for what ails you. Get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to start out cold before it bakes us." I called her 'Black Cloud' in Akkadian.I had first used that name twenty years ago to insult her, highlighting her tempestuous nature. In the Assyrian court, having just received recognition for my quick thinking, Shammuramat had belittled my accomplishment, throwing my body between her, her unborn child (the man who was now not-so-gently ushering me to the border) and a Kassite noble and his retainer bent on killing them both.Had my deed not been witnessed by half a dozen reliable sources, I wouldn't even have received that tawdry token."He sought glory without risk," she spat out her insult in a Hittite tongue alien to this court. Unfortunately for us both, I had worked for a Babylonian family for a few generations and they had been kind enough to turn me from an illiterate commoner to a man of some education.Ironically, they even taught me my native cuneiform long after my birthplace was barely a memory."Well aren't you a black cloud on an otherwise waste of a day," I replied somewhat bitterly. Her eyes widened, then narrowed and then I heard her laugh for the first time."Should I tell them what you said?" she mocked me and my predicament."But of course," I grunted in Akkadian. I'd screwed up. My inner thoughts were 'please not decapitation, please not decapitation' because getting my head on straight after that was a real bitch."You've been nothing but a black cloud bent on turning the choking dust at my feet into a grasping, muddy morass. Why stop now?" I announced loudly. If you are going to die, die well. Having died too many times to count, remembering my last words were all I had left to look forward to.The guards, familiar with the Queen's temper and stunned into inaction by me clearly embracing a long, messy death, stood around uselessly. Had I been allowed a weapon in the royal presence, I might have thought which one to kill first."I gift you, a lowborn man of the South (Sumerian), with honors and you respond by insulting my wife?" King, Shamshi Adad V growled as he rose from his throne."Husband," she stood to join him. I thought it was a pity she rarely smiled. "You asked that I too give a gift to my savior and the savior of our son (all unborn babies were sons back then until roughly half had the audacity to gender switch while exiting the womb). I have chosen." I was expecting my life for the moment and a day's head start to the border."It is your choice to make," the King allowed."From this day, until my passing, this man may always speak his mind in our lands," she demanded. She had a habit of fatally correcting anyone who saw her as less than co-ruler. The hesitation was deafening."As you will," Shamshi Adad V acquiesced to yet another of his wife's odd 'requests'. From that day forth we had been fast friends. She never asked about my immortality, where I was from, or how I ended up with my elite band of professional killers. I returned the favor. It was an unspoken understanding that in a few years, or decades, she would die and I would leave, not necessarily in that order. We had shared more years than I had given to any one person in quite some time."There is nothing left for me but ash," she declared with morbid certainty."Should any of us expect any better?" I did my best to offer words of comfort she would accept."Oh no," her noise was too bitter to be a laugh. "I had my own 'Life beyond Death' and it was stolen from me, along with my birthright.""We are chasing the thieves?" I asked."Yes and no," her face grew grim once more. "These were not the ones I was looking for. They share some bonds with some of the Scythian tribes who live on the far side of the Sea of Death (the Black Sea). These raiders weren't from those tribes.""Why are you turning back?" I questioned. "You know your Assyrians are loyal. They will follow wherever you lead. Your son won't begrudge you these few hundred. I'll come too.""Why?" she turned and looked into my eyes. She still had that blazing fire in her eyes. She was teasing me. If she asked, I too would follow and my men would follow me."The Scythians have been raiding the Lands of the Two Rivers from, well, before I graduated from 'spear for hire' to a 'seeker of a mastery of war'. The rich plunder of their camps will provide plenty of incentive for my men plus we can sell the horses when we come back," I stated."I do not have the years left to spend on such a campaign," she sighed. I had never heard a hint of defeat in her speech before. It was unsettling and rather tragic."I have squandered my years in marriage, being Queen and raising my boys. I tried to make Assyria my new family and I am revealed to be a fool. You had it right. We will always be outlanders. No matter how brave, loyal, just and smart, we would never be allowed in their sanctimonious circle," she said. "You. I should have ridden off with you after my first born was acknowledged (the present King Adad-nirari the 3rd).""We could have gathered up some more fighters, ridden over shattered Phrygia, to the narrows (Bosporus) and into the lands of the Thracians. There is a legend of a great river that pours out from the western shore of the Death Sea. What I seek is up that river.""How many would we face?" I grew equally serious."One," she coughed. "Me." My confusion was obvious. "I am not asking you to fight me, Alal. I want you to come back for me.""I can't. That is not how it works," I stated."How does it work then?" she looked into my eyes. The fire was there, but banked and waning. I didn't say anything. "I have never seen, or heard of you entering a temple.""Your men go. You do not stop them, but you have given up any pretense of worship," she pressed. "Do you not believe that anything exists beyond your senses?""I believe," I sighed. "I believe people are fools for giving offering, pledging their fidelity, pleading for mercy, or extending thanks to any deity. Those Shar-an (gnats) do as they will, unless it is to punish us for treating them like the spoiled children they are."Shammuramat regained her long-stilled laughter."I have always felt a kinship with you through our mutual bitterness.""Bitterness comes with familiarity," I snorted in amusement. Lovers had passion. We shared a simmering anger that came from being irredeemably wronged."I was born Baraqu, the first son of a potter in some city that no longer matters. I was a failure as a potter and an embarrassment to my house and my clan," I began a story I hadn't told another soul in, I couldn't recall. "In those days, the Priest-Kings declared wars and demanded each clan of the city give forth a certain number of males to fight. My family volunteered me and two rowdy cousins.Outside the gates, my clan elder gave each of us a cowhide shield and a spear with a small spindle of copper at the tip so we wouldn't think it was a staff. We marched, I forget which city we were fighting that time. Three days later we found the enemy behind a deep irrigation ditch that had dried out for the season. Our orders were simple, 'There they are. Attack!'My elder was at the back of our mob, making sure none of us ran away. My older cousin made it across the ditch first, but was speared twice; once in the right kidney, I can still remember my first sight of blood, and once, piercing the shield and lodging in his ribcage. My second cousin and I were pushed from behind into the fighting. I stabbed at one shield, doing no harm.Then my surviving cousin's morale broke and he tried to claw his way back into our ranks. He was stabbed in the back, his dying body tangling with mine and bearing us both to the ground. I saw this howling mad face over me. He was a commoner, like me, driven to violence by the terror of battle. His shoddily crafted spear plunged first into my right lung. The second stab found my heart. I died.From there, my spirit fell down toward the wretched dank caverns where all pitiful lowborn dregs are doomed to end up without hope of parole. Instead of endless misery, the Goddess Sarrat Irkalli appeared before me, barring my descent. With icy claws, she trisected my soul. I cannot begin to describe that agony. She snatched up my tattered bits and dragged me back into the world.Sarrat Irkalli is Goddess of the Netherworld, whispered a word that penetrated my brain through the left ear of my cooling corpse. It was an utterance so catastrophic to the fabric of the Veil I dare not repeat it even now.Baraqu? she blew a dark wind upon the first bit of my essence and it flew away.Cael, she whispered to the second portion and off it went in another direction. You are Baraqu no more. The second name was meaningless to me at the time but my name. Do you know that if you have your true name, your spirit can not find its way to your reward, no matter how foul, or pleasing? To the third part of my soul. I name you Alal, he who stands witness to the end of all he desires; their destroyer. Powerful yet powerless.}With that, she left me. My body was stiff from being dead so long. The next few hours were extremely painful. The Sun had set and the Moon was not in evidence. Jackals barked and hyenas laughed as they fought and feasted on the dead. I pushed the body of my cousin off me then crawled down into the ditch to hide. Hardly the reaction of a hero.""Not the actions of the man I know," Shammuramat smirked. "So, your name is Baraqu.""Was and I never much liked the name," I countered. "The priests gave it to me because right before my naming ceremony, a bolt of lightning from a spring storm struck the temple of Shara. So they named me Baraqu, which means 'struck by lightning'.""That sound likes a good name," the Queen Dowager regarded me."That is the noble meaning. The common meaning is less eloquent, it means 'idiot'."Another deep laugh from my treasured compatriot. So few had ever mattered so much to me."Struck by lightning, stricken dumb," she guffawed. "Still not the 'you' I know.""What does the other name mean?""I have no idea. In all my travels I have never found a people familiar with it," I shrugged. She looked out over the low waves lapping against the stony shore."No explanation?" she grudgingly inquired. She had wanted me to continue."No. I have never again come face to face with Sarrat Irkalli, been visited by a messenger, divine, or demonic, received an omen, or any otherworldly presence of any kind," I shrugged. I was long past any resentment. "After the battle I made my way back home, we'd lost, and resumed my life for a few years. My father took the excuse of me 'letting' my kinsmen die to place my younger brother over me.I didn't care. I always hated being a potter, so I ended up being a piddling nuisance all the time and a drunken brawler whenever I had wrangled some beer. I was always the first choice of my clan to send into battle. Despite my lack of training, I began surviving more battles than I died in. At some point, the priests began getting suspicious that I was still hanging around my great-grandnephew's house, so my house Elder suggested I leave the city.I was given a nice copper-headed mace that I had taken in a recent skirmish. Tradition dictated I offer it to the Elder, so he could give it back to me as a sign of my value to the clan. He had taken it for his own. Now he was giving it back out of fear that it held some part of my taint. I had no idea how to live on my own. Two days out, I was robbed and murdered for the first, but not last, time. That inaugural event, I got really angry and hunted those two farmers down.I got my mace back. I also relieved them of an onager, three slaves and a few ingots of silver. I guessed they had been rather successful robbers until they met me."

In this episode of the Ducks Unlimited Podcast, host Matt Harrison continues his coverage from the Dallas Safari Club International (DSC). They discuss the event's atmosphere, noting that attendance has been strong and engaging despite some weather challenges. The hosts welcome Mr. Jason Nash from Federal Ammunition, highlighting the impressive booth setup and the show's excitement. Tune in for insights on waterfowl hunting, conservation issues, and the latest from corporate partners supporting Ducks Unlimited.Listen now: www.ducks.org/DUPodcastSend feedback: DUPodcast@ducks.org

Live from the Battle Born Broadcast Center, ESPN Las Vegas Raiders reporter Paul Gutierrez joins Cofield & Co. to talk about the Kansas City Chiefs trading for DeAndre Hopkins, Antonio Pierce stating the Raiders are not tanking in 2024, and gives his thoughts on the passing of former LA Dodgers pitcher Fernando Valenzuela. CEO of the Sporting Tribune, Arash Markazi joins Cofield & Co. to preview the Los Angeles Dodgers in the MLB World Series and recap LeBron and Bronny James' debut in the Los Angeles Lakers' 110-103 victory over the Minnesota Timberwolves.

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Join Dr. Grant Cooper and Dr. Zinovy Meyler on The Performance Initiative Podcast as they engage in a profound conversation with theoretical physicist Lawrence M. Krauss. Delve into fascinating topics including the origins of the universe, quantum mechanics, and the possibility of multiverses. Krauss addresses scientific misconceptions, potential time travel through wormholes, and the nature of quantum entanglement. The discussion also explores the evolution and challenges of science education in schools, climate change, and the importance of rational policies and technological solutions like carbon capture and geoengineering. Don't miss a surprising magic trick demonstration that illuminates the wonder of quantum mechanics.(00:00) Introduction(00:39) Introducing Lawrence Krauss(02:04) The Beginning of the Universe(07:20) The Concept of Quantum Fluctuations(10:25) Understanding Cosmic Inflation and the Multiverse(17:45) Exploring Wormholes and Time Travel(22:56) The Double Slit Experiment Explained(26:31) Quantum Entanglement Demystified(32:23) Quantum Mechanics in Pop Culture(37:48) The Invisible Deck Trick(38:01) Quantum Mechanics and Magic(39:25) Discussing 'The Black Cloud'(41:23) The Future of Cosmology(43:09) The Search for Extraterrestrial Life(48:10) Interplanetary Species Debate(53:37) STEM and Woke Ideology(57:12) The State of Education(01:09:57) Climate Change Realities(01:17:31) Closing RemarksLawrence M. Krauss is a renowned theoretical physicist and cosmologist known for his work on the early universe, dark matter, and dark energy. He has made significant contributions to the field of physics through both his research and his ability to communicate complex scientific concepts to the public. As a prolific author, Krauss has written several popular science books, including "The Physics of Star Trek" and "A Universe from Nothing," which explore the intersection of science, philosophy, and culture. In addition to his academic work, he is an advocate for scientific skepticism and secularism, often engaging in public debates and lectures to promote science literacy and critical thinking. Krauss has held various academic positions, including at Arizona State University, and has received numerous awards for his contributions to science and science communication.Socials:YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCKPNCI1-HBSZmiHNAlAjiIwWebsite: https://www.performanceinitiativepodcast.com/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/performanceinitiative

In this episode, we welcome Ricky Schroder to the show. He is an actor, filmmaker, and the founder and president of Reel American Heroes Foundation, a nonprofit organization that exists to provide content that celebrates America's true heroes. He began his acting career at age nine in The Champ, earned a Golden Globe, and kicked off a multifaceted career as an Actor, Producer, Writer, and Director. Renowned for roles in Silver Spoons, Lonesome Dove, Scrubs, and 24, he transitioned to directing with Black Cloud, winning accolades for directing Brad Paisley and Alison Krauss's "Whiskey Lullaby" music video. In this interview, we discuss what it was like to become a successful actor at such a young age, the government program that he claims “planted” him in Hollywood when he was a child, how he was able to stay sane while simultaneously being a child star, how he became a Christian, how he is able to operate in Hollywood as an outspoken Christian Conservative, his read of what will happen to our country after the Presidential election, the societal issues caused by the ubiquity of pornography and its accessibility by children, and much more. Let's get into it…  Episode notes and links HERE. Donate to support our mission of equipping men to push back darkness. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Esta semana, en Islas de Robinson, nos quedamos entre 2024 y el año pasado con un puñado de preciosísimas y fantásticas canciones. Suenan: BILL MACKAY - “WHEN I WAS HERE” (“LOCUST LAND”, 2024) / ONE ELEVEN HEAVY - “THE FIRST POW” (2024) / COREY MADDEN - “THE MEANING OF COLOR” (“TASTE THE HOUR”, 2024) / LA LUZ - “POPPIES” (“NEWS OF THE UNIVERSE”, 2024) / PENNY ARCADE - “BLACK CLOUD” (“BACKWATER COLLAGE”, 2024) / LOVING - “ASK DIRECTIONS” (“ANY LIGHT”, 2024) / WAY DYNAMIC - “CANDLELIGHT” (“DUCK”, 2024) / FLORAL PORTRAIT - “WAVES” (“FLORAL PORTRAIT”, 2023) / MARINA ALLEN - “BAD EYE OPAL” (“EIGHT POINTED STAR”, 2024) / HOLLOW HAND - “I’M GOING TO LET YOU BREAK MY HEART” (“YOUR OWN ADVENTURE”, 2024) / SAM EVIAN - “JACKET” (“PLUNGE”, 2024) /BUCK MEEK - “WHERE YOU’RE COMING FROM” (“HAUNTED MOUNTAIN”, 2023) / JENNIFER CASTLE - “BLOWING KISSES” (2024) / LUKA KUPLOWSKY AND THE RYOKAN BAND - “HOW CAN I POSSIBLY SLEEP WHEN THERE IS MUSIC” (“HOW CAN I POSSIBLY SLEEP WHEN THERE IS MUSIC”, 2024) /Escuchar audio

The Black Cloud won impressively on Saturday, taking out the VRC Country Race Day Sprint at Flemington, and trainer Joe Pride joined Racing Pulse on Monday.  See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Steak and Rusty get into the latest sports news and headlines including the Braves losing to the Orioles on Tuesday, extending their losing streak to four games in a row and dropping them 10 games back of the NL East leading Phillies and both agree that there seems to be a “dark cloud” hanging over the team during their rough patch

Steak and Rusty believe that the conversations of not being worried about the Braves have to come to an  end as they continue to struggle to produce hits at the plate as they react to their 4-0 loss to the Orioles on Tuesday. The Braves now find themselves 10 games back of the first place Phillies and are currently riding a four game losing streak.

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Text us your #nextfavband story...This week we are joined by Nashville-based singer/songwriter Wila Frank - a hot, up-and-coming artist with a knack for taking the styles from her youth playing folk/americana music to a more alt-pop sound, all while making impossible sounds possible.With music often referred to as "cinematic", "introspective" and many other superlatives, I just like to say its incredible, and you're going to love it.Growing up on a farm in a rural bohemian town in Oregon (we'll get more detail on what that's like), she learned how to play the fiddle at the age for 4 (fueled by a little sibling rivalry) but didn't stop there, picking up the piano, mandolin, cello and guitar.  She began songwriting at the  age of 12 following the tragic loss of her father, which helped her cope and move through the grieving process.Now in Nashville, she released one of our favorite records last year: Black Cloud, and her hit "Tonight" made our Your Next Favorite Song for 2023 Spotify playlist.  She is set to release new music this year as well, so we'll dive in to that and she'll even play some of it live for us during the interview.Be sure to check out her music and tune in for the interview!As always, our hope is to bring you "your next favorite band". If you tuned in today because you already knew this musician - thank you very much! We hope that you enjoyed it and would consider following us and subscribing so we can bring you your #nextfavband in the future. And check out nextfavband.com for our entire catalog of interviews!If you have a recommendation on who you think OUR next favorite band should be, hit us up on social media (@nextfavband everywhere) or send us an email at nextfavband@stereophiliastudio.com.Thank you to Carver Commodore, argonaut&wasp, and Blair Crimmins for allowing us to use their music in the show open and close. It makes everything sound so much better! Let's catch a live show together soon!#nextfavband #livemusic #music #musicinterview #musician #singer #guitar #song #newmusic #explorepage #instamusic #bestmusic #musicismylife #musicindustry #musiclife #songwriter #musiclover #musicfestival

Struggles in emergency medicineCasey struggles with keeping up with the changes, especially the technological changes. If you worry about keeping up, put yourself in a position to teach the new people. They will force you to learn as well.Micaela talks about her personal struggle with burnout and the significantly high acuity calls she has runShe ran a ton of high acuity in a short amount of time. She had difficult partners and students. She was a critical part of a shooting that made national news. She was medical control on a significant MCI as well.Some paramedics will have periods of time that are much higher acuity than normal.Some EMS systems are so busy that you gain experience much faster than others.Casey talks about a pediatric cardiac arrest that we were able to get back and had a good outcome. Making that human connection is important to preventing burnout. But it needs to be done with some wisdom. We cannot pick up burdens all day that our not ours to bear.Physical touch has power. We all want to connect with patients, but this is difficult in certain settings. You must balance this with the emergent patients that require more of your time.Burnout is avoided by connecting with patients.If you get to know them, they might surprise you with their amazing stories.If you want to support the show, follow the links below for some great health and fitness products.My favorite 1ST Phorm Energy Drinks:https://1stphorm.com/products/1st-phorm-energy/?a_aid=PracticalEMSMy favorite creatine supplementhttps://1stphorm.com/products/micronized-creatine-monohydrate/?a_aid=PracticalEMS My favorite pre-workout supplementhttps://1stphorm.com/products/project-1/?a_aid=PracticalEMSIf you want to work on your nutrition, increase your energy, improve your physical and mental health, I highly recommend 1st Phorm. Check them out here so they know I sent you.1st Phorm | The Foundation of High Performance NutritionEverything you hear today from myself and my guests is opinion only and doesn't represent any organizations or companies that any of us are affiliated with. The stories you hear have been modified to protect patient privacy and any resemblance to real individuals is coincidental. This is for educational and entertainment purposes only and should not be taken as medical advice nor used to diagnose any medical or healthcare conditions. Support the Show.

S10E263: Sulaco: Black Cloud -  The Grims engage Sulaco in a candid discussion about their upcoming release, 'Black Cloud', including the meaning behind the title, the songwriting and lyrical processes, and the creation of the artwork (Brian) and CD layout (Crif) that perfectly captures the essence of this release. We also discuss the highly anticipated August performance as Sulaco welcomes their newest member, Ed, on bass. In true Grim Dystopian fashion, we'll indulge in all the nonsensical banter that has become our trademark, and just for fun, we'll put the band to the test with an entertaining spin on the Newlywed Game. We extend our heartfelt gratitude to Sulaco for entrusting us with the world premiere of their incredible upcoming release. From the very beginning of Grim Dystopian, this remarkable group, along with management, have become more than just friends – they are family. Through a year of unimaginable loss, we, along with the entire community, admire their strength, graciousness, and vulnerability. Prepare to be captivated by the raw emotion and haunting melodies that define their upcoming 2-song release 'Black Cloud', available digitally Friday, May 3rd. Visit the Sulaco Bandcamp or [redacted]'s Facebook page to order your CD RIGHT NOW! This show is dedicated to everyone's big brother, Lon. Forever loved, forever missed. Special Thanks To: Sulaco (00:00:00) - Intro (00:00:57) - Conversation 1 (00:42:05) - Black Cloud (00:46:16) - Conversation 2 (01:21:19) - Dying on the Pass    

The Nerds are dipping into an old-school hard sci-fi book—The Black Cloud by Fred Hoyle, a 1957 classic of British sci-fi. When a giant cloud of interstellar matter races toward the center of our solar system, the fate of humanity rests on the shoulders of an elite gathering of scientists. Join the Nerds in their discussion of this unusual sci-fi story, and hear a nerd trivia tidbit about the author.Join the conversation on Instagram or Facebook, and let us know your thoughts on any of the media mentioned in our shows. https://www.instagram.com/tipsynerdsbookclub/ https://www.facebook.com/tipsynerdsbookclub

We have always said that our shooting systems are what give us the needed confidence in the field day in and day out! Ammo is one of the most important components of this system and today we are talking about just that! It's time for the Black Cloud to cover your target and make it rain! Dan Compton of Federal Premium joins Chad to discuss everything ammunition. From technology to raw materials to patterns to the sub-gauge revolution to ethically harvesting ducks and geese, nothing goes unspoken. This episode is on target and it's brought to you by Federal Premium Black Cloud, Benelli Shotguns, Hi Viz Sights. Rob Roberts Custom Gunworks, Corning Ford, LEER Toppers, Mickey Thompson Tires, Banded Brands, Avery Outdoors, The Provider, and Jargon Game Calls.

There is no question that Black Cloud ammunition delivers a knockout every single time it is sent down range at a duck or goose! The results speak for themselves as hunters all over the country are seeing consistent success with these loads! Black Cloud has by far set itself apart from any competition when it comes to Waterfowl harvest! This is why we were so excited to have Team Federal members Jason Nash and Brian Kelvington in camp to chase California waterfowl with Chad! And on top of this, MMA legend Dan Henderson and UFC star Cody Stamann were there as backup! We are all on microphones during this episode of The Fowl Life Podcast to discuss Merlo Waterfowl and how they have mastered the speckle belly hunt in California. And of course, we brag on the fighting careers of Dan and Cody and also brag on just how awesome Black Cloud is! We hope you enjoy part two of our California Conversation! This episode is brought to you by Federal Premium Black Cloud Ammunition, Benelli Shotguns, Hi Viz Sights, Rob Roberts Custom Gunworks, California Waterfowl Association, Mickey Thompson Tires, Oakley Sunglasses, Corning Ford, Banded Brands, Merlo Waterfowl, Napa Valley Olive Oil, and Avery Outdoors!

Seriah is joined by Marty Garza, a former World Champion and Hall of Fame Monster Truck driver and engineer, with decades of experience as a paranormal researcher. Topics include The Snake Brothers, Whitley Strieber, the evolution away from nuts-and-bolts Ufology to a more holistic view of the phenomena, multiple interpretations of similar experiences, government disinformation since the 1940's, cross-overs between different phenomena, false binary choices in paranormal belief, poltergeist activity, Luis Elizondo, UAPs, the paradox of ex-government personnel revealing top secret information without consequences, the U-2 flights in the 1950's, an analogy between human interaction with dolphins and the abduction phenomenon, one-off monsters, “Survivorman” Les Stroud's paranormal encounters, Timothy Renner, combined paranormal experiences, Jacques Vallee, reporting biases, the “hilltop graph”, one-time vs repeat experiencers, unexplained voices, personal encounters with the unknown, a youthful experience of Marty's, a Whitley Strieber anecdote involving a fireball and a visit from a dead loved one, the film “Witness to Another World”, the Gulf Breeze 7 incident, contactees and false prophecies, Dorothy Martin, the group she led into expecting a mass alien landing, John Keel, misleading predictions, Gray Barker, MIB, Bernhard Schwartz, cattle mutilations, Black Eyed Kids, shadow people, Hatman, Black Cloud phenomenon, Djinn, paranormal sensitivity, Gary Nolan, the difficulties of inter-species communication, light phenomenon and poltergeist activity, the difficulties of the Extraterrestrial Hypothesis, Steven Greer, Fae Folk, the Last Exit For The Lost radio show, Mike Clelland's first novel, Joshua Cutchin, psyops, an analogy involving the Great Wall of China, J. Alan Hynek, Graham Hancock, Ancient Aliens, shamanic experiences, religious origins, Rosicrucianism, Freemasonry, mushrooms, ayahuasca, the Book of Enoch, plasma intelligence, orbs, alleged ball lightning, Aleister Crowley and ball lightning, Ray Hernandez, an episode of “Ghost Hunters”, a personal experience of Seriah, a paranormal content provider on social media, “The Conjuring”, Skinwalker Ranch, Timothy Good's book “Alien Liaisons”, bizarre encounters at a western ranch, Jeff Ritzmann, Blind Frog Ranch, strange black boxes in a place in Colorado, green fireball sightings in the 1950's, boron-fueled aircraft, Lockheed-Martin and nuclear fusion, the Space Defense Initiative of the 1980's, and much more! This is some absolutely fascinating material! - Recap by Vincent Treewell of The Weird Part Podcast Outro Music is 50 Dollar Dynasty with Gone Download

McDaniels is gone and Jason has A LOT to say about it, what a turn that whole situation took. Also, update from last week: Jason and Sam still hate the Warriors, probably even more now.

What happens when a man with nothing to lose faces down two riders fighting for the championship title? You get absolute bloody fireworks, as Binder, Martin and Bagnaia fight tooth and nail over every inch of asphalt. But was Bagnaia's briliant manouvre a calculated attack, a happy accident, or both? And how are the tyres involved?Mat and Peter discover the answers as they dive deep into the race at Chang International Circuit. So join us as Mat is reminded of an old prediction and Peter explains why he's not angry at Álex Márquez - just a little dissapointed. With big thanks as always to Brad Baloo from The Next Men and Gentleman's Dub Club, who wrote our theme song. Check out The Nextmen for more great music!     

Dopelord • Kadabra • Ohmwork • Greenseeker • Kotiomkin • Moon Coven • Rocky's Pride and Joy • La Chinga • Suspiriorum • Vitskär Süden • Asteroid Witch Music On This Mixtape: Dopelord: "Night of the Witch" taken from the album "Songs for Satan" Kadabra: "The Serpent" taken from the album "Umbra" Ohmwork: "17 Years" taken from the album "In Hindsight" Greenseeker: "The Curse of the Black Cloud" taken from the Asteroid Witch/Greenseeker split Kotiomkin: "Ufficio caroselli & magie nere" taken from the album "Le Casalingue – The Satanic Rites of Cobram" Moon Coven: "Behold The Serpent" taken from the album "Sun King" Rocky's Pride and Joy: "Crawl" taken from the album "All the Colours of Darkness" La Chinga: "Witch's Heart" taken from the album "Primal Forces" Suspiriorum: "Mother Suspiriorum" taken from the album "Suspiriorum" Vitskär Süden: "Thriller" taken from the single "Thriller" Asteroid Witch: "Time Crystal/Mind Prism" taken from the Asteroid Witch/Greenseeker split Thanks for listening! Interviews, reviews, and more at www.dreamsofconsciousness.com

In this episode we present our first conversation between a science fiction author and a scientist, both of whom we've spoken to before.  We have with us Robert J. Sawyer, star of our very first interview in our second episode where we discussed his book The Oppenheimer Alternative, and Arik Kershenbaum who we spoke to in our last episode about his book A Zoologist's Guide to the Galaxy.   We discuss the possibility of evolving intelligent dinosaurs in Robert's 'Quintaglio Cycle', and consider the unexpected, non-mammalian forms of intelligence we've discovered in parrots and ravens.  We consider the impossibility of evolving telepathy as a form of communication, by means of baby parasites controlling the smoking habits of their mother hosts.  We also talk about other kinds of evolutionary impossibilities such as the single oceanic organism in Stan Lem's 'Solaris' and the interstellar being made of dust and gas in Fred Hoyle's 'The Black Cloud'.  Finally we debate the value of Okham's razor in philosophical notions of parsimony, when it comes to deciding whether the universe is incredibly unlikely but real, or just the fantasy of a Boltzmann Brain dreaming up the rich diversity of phenomena we observe.  To be continued in Episode 8!Robert J. Sawyer:Author Robert J. Sawyer: Hugo, Nebula, and Campbell Memorial Award-winning Science Fiction Writer (sfwriter.com)Robert J. Sawyer - WikipediaRobert J. Sawyer (Author of Illegal Alien) (goodreads.com)The Oppenheimer Alternative by Robert J. Sawyer | GoodreadsScience Fiction Writer Robert J. Sawyer: THE OPPENHEIMER ALTERNATIVE Index (sfwriter.com)Arik Kershenbaum:Arik KershenbaumDr Arik Kershenbaum | Department of Zoology (cam.ac.uk)What Your Dog Can Teach You About Aliens | Arik Kershenbaum | TEDxCambridgeUniversity - YouTubeThe Zoologist's Guide to the Galaxy - WikipediaThe Zoologist's Guide to the Galaxy: What Animals on Earth Reveal about Aliens – and Ourselves by Arik Kershenbaum | GoodreadsBuzzsprout (podcast host):https://thescienceinthefiction.buzzsprout.comEmail: thescienceinthefiction@gmail.comFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/743522660965257/Twitter:https://twitter.com/MartyK5463

Two more Al-Qadim monsters take us into Zoroastrian mythology and the verses of the Qur'an in today's episode!   If you're enjoying the show, why not consider supporting it on Patreon? You'll get access to lots of new bonus content, including my other podcast, Patron Deities! Thanks to Ray Otus for our thumbnail image. The intro music is a clip from "Solve the Damn Mystery" by Jesse Spillane, used under a Creative Commons Attribution License.

Chad breaks down episode two of Benelli's The Fowl Life airing right now exclusively on The Outdoor Channel. The title is "I Love New York" and this is not a lie! We hunt in upstate New York with Nick McNamara who owns Basswood Lodge. The molt migration for Canada Geese is on and it is a pure blast. Calling at them at a mile high and never stop calling until they are in the hole! Along with the hunting we visit with some FDNY Firefighters, master the Buffalo Wing with the brand new Provider Right Wing Sauce, get some awesome scouting missions in, visit some cool farms and dairies, and so much more. This episode is brought to you by Federal Premium Black Cloud, Benelli Shotguns, Banded Brands, LEER Toppers, RIGID Industries, Napa Valley Olive Oil, Basswood Lodge, Corning Ford, CamoSpace, and SecureIt Firearm Storage!

Part 16 of "The Wilderness Years"! Where we are covering the period between Marvel Two-In-One Annual 2 and Silver Surfer 34, when both Adam and Thanos were "dead"! Covering all of their flashbacks, cameos and cosmic events that will eventually lead us to The Infinity Gauntlet! The crossover is over, so back to our regularly scheduled storyline! Once again Ren is here as we talk about Silver Surfer #11-14, featuring inhabitants of the Coalsack Nebula, Alf and then a back-up with Jon M Wilson! The Black Cloud by Fred Hoyle Bronze Age of Horror Comics- Werewolf by Night #13 & 14 The Cat Came Back (Mr. Johnson's Yellow Cat) Devil Slayer Facebook Far-Seer by Robert Sawyer Grand Comic Database Into The Knight Podcast Joe Staton Legion of Substitute Podcasters Marvel Marvel.fandom Messier Number Ren's Medium Saurians Surfing With the Alien Sun Eater Super Skrull Superman in Crisis Superman of 100,000 A.D. Tekno Comix Tumblr Twitter Opening Music- "Intro Pompeii" by Lino Rise Licensed Under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 Closing Music- Sound Design Provided by Jason Donnelly All Rights Reserved

On today's episode of The BS, we talk about Bailey's family coming to visit, how he might have a new Black Cloud, buying a new house, and an unexpected pool party at Jason's! Next, we talk to Seth MacFarlane's sister and the voice of Haley from American Dad, Rachael MacFarlane! We discuss how American Dad started, why she didn't like doing live acting, moving cross country, how she developed Haley's voice, and who's the best voice actor she's been around! Check her out on American Dad!, with the new season airing now on TBS! If you're a subscriber, in the bonus content you'll hear why Nelson and Nicky might need to find a place sooner than later! All that and more on today's episode of The BS! For more ad-free content, become a subscriber of The BS today: WWW.PODCASTTHEBS.COM --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/the-bailey-show/message

By fall of 1863, Union forces had taken control of Tidewater Virginia, and established a toehold in eastern North Carolina, including along the Outer Banks. Thousands of freed slaves and runaways flooded the Union lines, but Confederate irregulars still roamed the region. In December, the newly formed African Brigade, a unit of these former slaves led by General Edward Augustus Wild—a one-armed, impassioned Abolitionist—set out from Portsmouth to hunt down the rebel guerillas and extinguish the threat. From this little-known historical episode comes Black Cloud Rising (Grove Press, 2022), a dramatic, moving account of these soldiers—men who only weeks earlier had been enslaved, but were now Union infantrymen setting out to fight their former owners. At the heart of the narrative is Sergeant Richard Etheridge, the son of a slave and her master, raised with some privileges but constantly reminded of his place. Deeply conflicted about his past, Richard is eager to show himself to be a credit to his race. As the African Brigade conducts raids through the areas occupied by the Confederate Partisan Rangers, he and his comrades recognize that they are fighting for more than territory. Wild's mission is to prove that his troops can be trusted as soldiers in combat. And because many of the men have fled from the very plantations in their path, each raid is also an opportunity to free loved ones left behind. For Richard, this means the possibility of reuniting with Fanny, the woman he hopes to marry one day. With powerful depictions of the bonds formed between fighting men and heartrending scenes of sacrifice and courage, Black Cloud Rising offers a compelling and nuanced portrait of enslaved men and women crossing the threshold to freedom. AJ Woodhams hosts the "War Books" podcast. You can subscribe on Apple here and on Spotify here. War Books is on YouTube, Facebook and Instagram. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/african-american-studies

By fall of 1863, Union forces had taken control of Tidewater Virginia, and established a toehold in eastern North Carolina, including along the Outer Banks. Thousands of freed slaves and runaways flooded the Union lines, but Confederate irregulars still roamed the region. In December, the newly formed African Brigade, a unit of these former slaves led by General Edward Augustus Wild—a one-armed, impassioned Abolitionist—set out from Portsmouth to hunt down the rebel guerillas and extinguish the threat. From this little-known historical episode comes Black Cloud Rising (Grove Press, 2022), a dramatic, moving account of these soldiers—men who only weeks earlier had been enslaved, but were now Union infantrymen setting out to fight their former owners. At the heart of the narrative is Sergeant Richard Etheridge, the son of a slave and her master, raised with some privileges but constantly reminded of his place. Deeply conflicted about his past, Richard is eager to show himself to be a credit to his race. As the African Brigade conducts raids through the areas occupied by the Confederate Partisan Rangers, he and his comrades recognize that they are fighting for more than territory. Wild's mission is to prove that his troops can be trusted as soldiers in combat. And because many of the men have fled from the very plantations in their path, each raid is also an opportunity to free loved ones left behind. For Richard, this means the possibility of reuniting with Fanny, the woman he hopes to marry one day. With powerful depictions of the bonds formed between fighting men and heartrending scenes of sacrifice and courage, Black Cloud Rising offers a compelling and nuanced portrait of enslaved men and women crossing the threshold to freedom. AJ Woodhams hosts the "War Books" podcast. You can subscribe on Apple here and on Spotify here. War Books is on YouTube, Facebook and Instagram. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/new-books-network

By fall of 1863, Union forces had taken control of Tidewater Virginia, and established a toehold in eastern North Carolina, including along the Outer Banks. Thousands of freed slaves and runaways flooded the Union lines, but Confederate irregulars still roamed the region. In December, the newly formed African Brigade, a unit of these former slaves led by General Edward Augustus Wild—a one-armed, impassioned Abolitionist—set out from Portsmouth to hunt down the rebel guerillas and extinguish the threat. From this little-known historical episode comes Black Cloud Rising (Grove Press, 2022), a dramatic, moving account of these soldiers—men who only weeks earlier had been enslaved, but were now Union infantrymen setting out to fight their former owners. At the heart of the narrative is Sergeant Richard Etheridge, the son of a slave and her master, raised with some privileges but constantly reminded of his place. Deeply conflicted about his past, Richard is eager to show himself to be a credit to his race. As the African Brigade conducts raids through the areas occupied by the Confederate Partisan Rangers, he and his comrades recognize that they are fighting for more than territory. Wild's mission is to prove that his troops can be trusted as soldiers in combat. And because many of the men have fled from the very plantations in their path, each raid is also an opportunity to free loved ones left behind. For Richard, this means the possibility of reuniting with Fanny, the woman he hopes to marry one day. With powerful depictions of the bonds formed between fighting men and heartrending scenes of sacrifice and courage, Black Cloud Rising offers a compelling and nuanced portrait of enslaved men and women crossing the threshold to freedom. AJ Woodhams hosts the "War Books" podcast. You can subscribe on Apple here and on Spotify here. War Books is on YouTube, Facebook and Instagram. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/military-history

“Commonality“ David briefs the Super Bowl. Jamie breaks down the “balloon incident.” Torie, David and Jamie play “if you liked this book on Chatter, get this one,” aka book recommendations. They fawn over COB alums Brendan Slocumb and Silas House, both finalists for the 2023 Southern Book Awards. Writer, teacher and semi-pro football player, David Wright Falade zooms in to share “Black Cloud Rising,” about a brigade of Black soldiers in the Civil War. The New York Times calls it “a straight-up page turner.”  Yes, and even more it's a highly nuanced focus on race, identity and family. 

In this episode, Stephen talks about duck and goose hunting with Chuck Tousey and Sean Wainwright.You can support the Ducks Unlimited Pennsylvania Southwestern Top Golf Event on Sunday, March 19, 2023.  More information at: https://ducksunlimited.myeventscenter.com/event/Southwestern-Topgolf-Event-56156You can follow Stephen on Facebook by searching for stephenrobbinshd or on Instagram at StephenHuntDay.You can also email Stephen at stephen.huntingday@gmail.com or info.huntingday@gmail.com.And until next time, keep hunting and doing what God calls you to do.

On today's episode of The BS, we discuss the gifts NickyD brought back from her trip, a restaurant that ruined her Birthday dinner, and why she might be wanted in Mexico! Next, we talk to Diane Spiva, Nurse Practioner for NuberT! She enlightens us on how testosterone can help behavioral and cognitive decline, what the decline in estrogen can do for aging, and what can give you saggy boobs or small testicles! Get more information at https://www.nuber-t.com! Later we talk about how Bailey had a black cloud situation, people don't know how to be on time anymore, and another Mexico Moment with Nate! All that and more on today's episode of The BS! #BetterThanRadio For daily ad-free content, become a subscriber of The BS today: WWW.PODCASTTHEBS.COM --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-bailey-show/message

WELCOME TO THE 2PER TAKEOVER! While we take a much-needed break from an amazing year, we thought we'd throw it over to you! We've selected some loyal listeners to host their favorite episodes of The BS, and what the podcast means to them. So to everyone who volunteered, thank you! Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and have a Happy New Year! Today's host is Kim Dooley who is introducing to you her favorite episode, Bailey's Black Cloud EP95! We hope you enjoy some of these throwback episodes you may have forgotten! If you're a 2per, thank you. If you want more commercial-free content in 2023, sign up to be a premium subscriber today! #BetterThanRadio https://podcastthebs.com/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-bailey-show/message

On today's episode of Bailey's Black Cloud, Jason's My Court Caddy sales are picking up! But he's still having one issue. Getting it on Amazon. He's been working on this for over a year! Scheduling an Amazon interview, entering all the details, getting handed off to other associates, and waiting for approval. It's a lot! Who knew with Amazon being so easy, that this would be so hard! All that and more, on today's episode! For daily commercial-free content, become a subscriber of The BS: https://podcastthebs.com/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-bailey-show/message

On today's episode of Bailey's Black Cloud, Jason is stressing. Not only does he not feel well, but he's hopped up on all the drugs and it's making him see things, even in his dreams. He was not too happy when he woke up and realized Rachel was trying to have a sleepy threesome! All that and more, on today's episode! For daily commercial-free content, become a subscriber of The BS: https://podcastthebs.com/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-bailey-show/message

On today's episode of Bailey's Black Cloud, Jason has just realized at 47 that Moms are expensive! He's going over the top to make sure she is comfortable in her later years, but his mother is starting to get picky! All that and more, on today's episode! For daily commercial-free content, become a subscriber of The BS: https://podcastthebs.com/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-bailey-show/message

On today's episode of Bailey's Black Cloud, Jason's bad luck continues with a terrible road trip! Carpooling with his older tennis buddies turned into a history lesson around Atlanta, the best way to get there, and the good old days! All that and more, on today's episode! For daily commercial-free content, become a subscriber of The BS: https://podcastthebs.com/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-bailey-show/message

On today's episode of Bailey's Black Cloud, Jason had to once again fire someone that works for him. He has gone through more cleaning people than the Red Roof Inn. And then he almost gets scammed by the plumber for a leak in his cabin! All that and more, on today's episode! For daily commercial-free content, become a subscriber of The BS: https://podcastthebs.com/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-bailey-show/message

On today's episode of Bailey's Black Cloud, Jason is pissed that people can't be honest. When you can't do something, just say it! These people need to learn how to say no. All that and more, on today's episode! For daily commercial-free content, become a subscriber of The BS: https://podcastthebs.com/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-bailey-show/message

On today's episode of Bailey's Black Cloud, Jason says he hates drama (that's debatable), but does try to avoid it. He hasn't had family drama in 17 years. But now that he's reconnected with his mother it's all coming back! You need to hear this. All that and more, on today's episode! For daily commercial-free content, become a subscriber of The BS: https://podcastthebs.com/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-bailey-show/message

On today's episode of Bailey's Black Cloud, Jason thinks you need a license...to go to the gym. People just don't know manners or etiquette anymore. Thank god Bailey is there to learn 'em! All that and more, on today's episode! For daily commercial-free content, become a subscriber of The BS: https://podcastthebs.com/ --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/the-bailey-show/message