Podcasts about Blanton

On today's episode of the Illumination by Modern Campus podcast, podcast host Shauna Cox was joined by Edwin Blanton to discuss how institutions can design education around career outcomes and embed experiential learning throughout the learner journey.

This week I sat down with the cutest, most multi-layered human I've ever met — Mia Blanton. She's a recent SMU Kappa grad, content creator, woman of faith, biohacking girlie, and the founder of the Mia Method. And honestly?? She came in and completely delivered.We talk about going from a Christian ranch girl who had never heard of a sorority to full-on SMU baddie, her journey with faith, quitting Adderall, social anxiety, hyperbaric oxygen chambers, and what it really means to figure out who you are in your early 20s.Oh, and we opened the episode with a prayer. Because that's just who we are now.Send this to your friend who just graduated and has no idea what they're doing with their life. They'll feel so seen.Subscribe, leave a review, and comment why YOU'RE literally not OK

Send us Fan MailWe taste and score Weller 12 bottle by bottle, then zoom out to why Buffalo Trace keeps winning even as the bourbon market cools. We dig into the $1.2B expansion, the aging-time reality behind “scarcity”, and how marketing and mindset shape what we think we taste.• Weller 12 barrel-to-bottle breakdown across nose, body, taste and finish• proof talk and why 90 proof changes the experience• Buffalo Trace expansion details and what they actually change• why allocated bourbon stays tight despite more production• 2026 to 2032 outlook for availability, lines and secondary prices• Eagle Rare lineup talk and what Eagle Rare 12 signals• Chicago vs Ohio distribution stories and bottle-hunting reality• Traveler debate and how blind tasting flips assumptions• why exclusivity and packaging can matter as much as flavour• a deep dive on ultrasonic-in-barrel maturation ideas with American Metal Whiskeywww.scotchybourbonboys.com for all things Scotchy Bourbon Boys. Make sure that you follow us on Facebook, YouTube, Instagram, and X, and also on Apple, iHeart, and Spotify, and if you're on Apple, leave really, really good five-star reviews with a review, and if you're on YouTube, become a member.Buffalo Trace just finished a massive expansion and yet Weller, Blanton's, Eagle Rare, and E.H. Taylor still feel like they vanish the moment they hit a shelf. We get honest about why that contradiction isn't really a contradiction at all, and what it means for anyone chasing allocated bourbon over the next few years.We start with a full Weller 12 tasting and score it the Scotchy Bourbon Boys way: nose, body, taste, and finish. Expect straight talk on the buttery butterscotch profile, the dusty oak and cherry notes, and the big question that always comes up with Weller 12: does 90 proof hold it back, or is that softness exactly why it works? From there we connect the glass to the bigger market, including why some Buffalo Trace releases drink “premium” even when the proof looks modest on paper.Then we zoom out to the bourbon industry trends heading into 2026 and beyond: the $1.2B Buffalo Trace expansion, the unavoidable aging lag that keeps demand ahead of supply, and why secondary prices and lotteries still rule access. The roundtable brings heat too: Eagle Rare 12 chatter, Chicago availability stories, the Traveler whiskey debate, and a reminder that blind tasting can embarrass even confident palates. We also welcome Greg to unpack a wild concept: ultrasonic sound waves inside a barrel to enhance maturation for American Metal Whiskey.If you care about Buffalo Trace, allocated whiskey, Weller, Eagle Rare, and where the bourbon market is heading, this one's for you. Subscribe, share with a bourbon friend, and leave us a five-star review so more people can find the show.voice over Whiskey Thief If You Have Gohsts Support the showhttps://www.scotchybourbonboys.comThe Scotchy bourbon Boys are #3 in Feedspots Top 60 whiskey podcasts in the world    https://podcast.feedspot.com/whiskey_podcasts/

In Podcast Episode 163 of Victory Vision we interview with Josh and Natalie Blanton

How do you build a 3-time GABF-medal winning craft brewery from scratch in 10 years with no investors, and one brewer with no sense of smell?Brandon and Amanda Wright, co-owners of Werk Force Brewing Company in Plainfield, Illinois, trace the 10-year arc of how Chicago Brew Works — the homebrew supply shop they opened in 2012 — evolved into one of Chicagoland's most influential breweries, with multiple GABF medals to show for it. They cover what it's like to build a brewery as a married couple, the next big beer trend, the whole-bean coffee technique behind their stout series, and how Brandon brews award-winning beer without a sense of smell. 0:00 Intro0:45 Welcome to Werk Force Brewing in Plainfield, Illinois2:53 How Werk Force Started as a Homebrew Supply Store in 20123:27 From OfficeMax to a Winery to Homebrewing Full-Time4:45 Brando's House of Awesomeness (And Why Amanda Said No)5:32 How They Started Chicago Brew Works on a Kitchen Table5:59 Building Chicagoland's Biggest Homebrew Supply Store8:37 Why Werk Force Never Took an Investor9:06 Where the Name Werk Force Comes From11:16 What's It Like to Run a Brewery With Your Spouse?15:28 Designing the Taproom (No TVs, Communal Tables)17:07 The Six Degrees of Werk Force Brewing19:15 What Was Werk Force's First Beer?19:55 Why You Can't Call This West Coast IPA Pineapple Express21:57 How West Coast IPAs Have Changed in 12 Years24:10 The Next Big Beer Trend: Under 4.5% ABV25:42 Really Decent: A 3.9% All-Malt Lager27:04 Beer Break27:47 Welcome Back: Meet Brandon's Brewing Team29:36 How Werk Force Won 3 GABF Medals in 2 Years32:38 What Are the Best Bourbon Barrels for Aging Beer?34:44 Where Sleepy Bear Got Its Name35:39 Polar Bear: A Two-Year Bourbon-Barrel Coffee Stout36:24 How Werk Force Designs Sleepy Bear Labels39:16 The Whole-Bean Coffee Trick That Avoids Off-Flavors40:57 How to Decide on Sleepy Bear Variants Each Year44:15 Brian Doesn't Have a Sense of Smell45:37 How Brandon Brews Award-Winning Beer Without Smelling It48:24 What's the Hardest Part of Brewing Without a Sense of Smell?50:18 Does Werk Force Use AI to Design Recipes?53:26 What Makes a Great Oktoberfest Beer?56:08 Marzen vs. Fest Beer: What's the Difference?56:52 Inside the Barrel Den: Werk Force's Event Space58:09 What's Next for Werk Force Brewing?59:43 Final Four: The Beer They'll Never Brew Again62:00 Brandon and Amanda's Off-the-Clock Beer Picks62:33 Final Four: Best Food and Beer Pairing65:11 Final Toast: Calm Down, Have a Beer, Hit the RoadAbout Werk Force Brewing Company: A three-time GABF medal winning craft brewery in Plainfield, Illinois, known for the Sleepy Bear barrel-aged imperial stout series, classic West Coast IPAs, and lower-ABV lagers. Learn more on their website at https://www.werkforcebrewing.com/ —Learn more about Crafty Brewers at https://craftybrewerspod.com Support Crafty Brewers on Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/c/craftybrewers Crafty Brewers is a production of Quantum Podcasts, LLC, an enterprise podcast growth consultancy. If your brand would like to capture a loyal audience to drive business results with the power of podcasting, then visit https://quantum-podcasts.com/Our executive producer and editor is award-winning podcaster Cody Gough. He insists that we tell you that in this episode, you'll learn about: Werktoberfest, Buffalo Trace bourbon barrels for beer, Blanton's barrel-aged stout, Weller bourbon barrels, 10 Drops Coffee Roasters Outsiders Blend, Vireman malt, Rocky Reef Brewing collaboration, Metal Monkey Brewing, Goose Island barrel aging legacy, Bell's Two Hearted Ale, Pineapple Express TTB label rejection, DDH double dry hop IPA, Madagascar vanilla and cacao nibs in stout, diacetyl off-flavor detection, wax-dipped 375ml limited release bottles, and U.S. Open Beer Championship gold.

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Send us Fan MailA jalapeno lime ale with zero heat should not work this well, but it does and we prove it sip by sip. We start with North High's Halalime and break down why the jalapeno flavor reads fresh and crisp instead of spicy, how the lime builds as you drink, and what makes a “weird” craft beer ingredient feel intentional instead of forced. If you like craft beer reviews, tasting notes, and honest ratings, this one gets right to the point.Then we go down the rabbit hole of bottle hunting: a trip to World Wines, rows of bourbon that make you freeze up, and the wild sight of “wine of the sea” bottles that come back from ocean aging covered in barnacles. From there we jump to Kentucky bourbon country and talk Buffalo Trace, release day luck, Blanton's pricing, and the reality of how fast a bottle can swing from reasonable to absurd depending on where you buy it. We also share a simple tradition we heard at a tasting that turns a great bourbon into something more meaningful: write the open date, have friends sign it over time, and let that bottle become a timeline.We close with food talk and a dessert pour that earns a perfect score: Decker Brewing Company's Slang Du Jour Key Lime Pie, a smoothie style sour that legitimately smells and tastes like the real thing. Hit play, then subscribe, share the episode with your favorite drinking buddy, and leave us a review. What is the most surprising beer you have ever rated a 10?Support the showwww.anotherreasontodrink.com

When the world feels like it's breaking apart in a million places and even more pieces, I find myself wanting to learn from folks who are leaning into curiosity about the other, people who believe we can promote peace through what Sister Cities founder Dwight D. Eisenhower called “people-to-people diplomacy.” Fred Blanton is one of those people. He serves as the Virginia/West Virginia Coordinator for Sister Cities International and on the SCI Board. He has a lifetime of involvement in citizen diplomacy and is as champion and clearly-cherished shepherd for Sister Cities, an organization that seeks to promote peace one community at a time. Sister Cities: https://sistercities.org Theme music by Sean Balick; “Town Market” by Onesuch Village, via Blue Dot Sessions.

When you think of bourbon royalty, names like Taylor, Blanton, and Stagg usually come to mind. But there is a modern titan walking the grounds of the Buffalo Trace Distillery today who has earned his place right alongside those legends. Today we will be discussing Harlen Wheatley, on this… Bourbon Brief. Have you thought about supporting our podcast?  Head on over to our website at https://www.bourbonhunters.com  where you can, by purchasing Bourbon Hunters products, and sign up for our Patreon, which includes exclusive access to single barrel announcements from our Private Single Barrel Club. --Tags-- #punkrockandcocktails #thebourbonenthusiast #bourbonhunters #bourbonlover #breakingbourbon #bourbondrinkers #bourbonporn #kentuckystraightbourbon #kentuckybourbon #thebourbonalliance #bourbon #bourbonlife #bourbonlifestyle #bourbonenthusiast #bourbonwhiskey  #bourboncountry #deckpour #bourbongram #instabourbon #yourbourbonyourway #yourbourbonroad #blantons #pappyvanwinkle #vodkasucks #bourbonpodcast #columbuspodcast #bourbonneat #smokewagonbourbon #woodinvillewhiskey   -- Tags -- the bourbon enthusiast  bourbon hunters  bourbon lover  breaking bourbon  bourbon drinkers  bourbon porn  kentucky straight bourbon  kentucky bourbon  the bourbon alliance  bourbon 

This week on HR's most dangerous podcast, Chad and JT are cutting through the seasonal slush and corporate spin. The BLS Fairy Tale: The White House is hailing a "golden age" of job growth, but we're pulling back the curtain on a report filled with striking workers returning to payrolls and construction crews finally seeing the sun. The Agentic Takeover: Paylocity acquires Grayscale as the industry pivots from simple SMS pings to full-blown AI orchestration. Is this a high-value play or just an "aqua-hire" to survive the tech-debt race?. Uncle Sam's Playbook: Healthcare startup Clasp raises $20M by dusting off a 100-year-old military model to trade student loan debt for employee tenure. The Dorsey Doctrine: We dive into Jack Dorsey's "heady" vision of a remote-first world where AI maintains a company's "world model," effectively flattening the hierarchy and making middle management obsolete. Is the economy actually booming, or is it just a "two-week" soundbite on loop?. Grab a whiskey (preferably Blanton's) and find out.

This podcast we smoke LFD Andelusian Bull, Blanton's Bourbon & a look at the best movies of 2001, along with our typical sophomoric behavior.   Follow @TheCigarDungeon  On twitter/Instagram/facebook

Hey Everyone! Danielle Stead Blanton, an amazing friend, attorney, and member of The Friday Society Membership, joined me to discuss common legal questions I hear from my clients all the time.I can't say enough about Danielle and her expertise in the fitness industry. I recommend her to literally all of my clients for legal counsel because she understands this industry backwards and forwards. In this episode we discussed; should your instructors be employees or independent contractors? Are non-competes even valid? What to consider with a non-solicitation. Compensation considerations and so much more! This episode is incredibly applicable to business owners, studio employees, or independent contractors. Listen to episode 55 - 'Is Your Business Legally Sound' HERE.Check out Danielle HERE.Connect with Danielle on Instagram HERE.Download my app! It's a free marketing coach in your pocket. To keep up with me on instagram, follow me @alexagrowmybusinessTo join the The Friday Society Membership, click here To join my newsletter for free marketing advice, click hereTo view all of my free resources, click here! 

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Save 10% on a Las Vegas Advisor 2026 membership and book with code MTM.   https://www.lasvegasadvisor.com/shop/products/lva-membership-platinum/?ref=MTM Episode Description Vegas is full of surprises this week — some good, some expensive, and one that should probably be illegal. Shawn and Mark break down Metallica's insane Sphere residency fees, a $5 top shelf cocktail deal at M Resort (yes, Blanton's), ice cream that looks like fried chicken at Area 15, a beautiful Fontainebleau suite tour, a 90s video store pop-up coming to Vegas, and a slot machine screenshot that exposes an 83.96% payback setting. Plus — a wild conspiracy theory about Bally's, Boyd, and the old Tropicana site that just might be true. 0:00 Best Vegas street performer? 0:47 The real Rambo lived in Vegas area 1:55 Metallica's high prices & additional shows 3:31 More shows = easier tickets @ Sphere? 4:30 303 In the Cut - Clever social media attempt 5:23 Ice Cream fried chicken & psychodelic carousel at Area 15 6:38 Four Queens Hugo Cellar social media menu 7:40 M Resort launches $5 top shelf cocktails 9:35 Fontainebleau Noble Suite tour 11:38 90's video store speakeasy coming soon 13:17 INSANELY low slot return to player 14:45 Should casino return to player settings be disclosed to players? 16:05 Bally's buys Sam's Town Shreveport 17:10 Bally's Vegas conspiracy - Dumping the A's site? 18:20 Boyd has tried to build on the Strip before Each week tens of thousands of people tune into our MtM Vegas news shows at http://www.YouTube.com/milestomemories. We do two news shows weekly on YouTube with this being the audio version. Never miss out on the latest happenings in and around Las Vegas! Enjoying the podcast? Please consider leaving us a positive review on your favorite podcast platform! You can also connect with us anytime at podcast@milestomemories.com.  You can subscribe on Apple Podcasts, Google Podcasts, Spotify or by searching "MtM Vegas" or "Miles to Memories" in your favorite podcast app. Don't forget to check out our travel/miles/points podcast as well!

A storm‑tossed blockade‑runner, a satchel of Confederate gold, and a woman whose secrets shaped the early days of the Civil War—this episode uncovers the life of famed spy Rose O'Neal Greenhow. From Washington parlors to prison cells to the dark waters off Fort Fisher, her story reveals the hidden world of Southern espionage and the final choice that bound her to the cause she refused to abandon. Join the Community on Patreon: Want more Southern Mysteries? You can hear the Southern Mysteries show archive of 60+ episodes along with Patron exclusive podcast, Audacious: Tales of American Crime and more when you become a patron of the show. You can immediately access exclusive content now at patreon.com/southernmysteries

Good evening! In case you couldn't make it to church earlier today, here is the message from our service! Has your faith felt dry? Give this a listen!Message: DroughtDonate to our ministries:https://www.theremnant.life/giveCheck out our Sermons:https://www.theremnant.life/sermonsHave a great week! God bless!

Carla Blanton with Lexington for Everyone joins Kruser to talk about the city's plan to increase the amount of affordable housing. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Discover all of the podcasts in our network, search for specific episodes, get the Optimal Living Daily workbook, and learn more at: OLDPodcast.com. Episode 2897: Brooke Blanton explores the quiet power of touch in moments of distress, sharing how something as simple as holding hands with a loved one can offer profound emotional relief. Backed by research on interpersonal synchronization, her story reveals how physical connection can literally align brainwaves, reduce pain, and deepen emotional bonds. Read along with the original article(s) here: https://www.gottman.com/blog/holding-hands-synchronization/ Quotes to ponder: "You might be surprised at the kinds of emotional connection you can experience together through a small gesture of physical connection." "When the couple was sitting next to each other holding hands, the brainwave sync was the strongest." "We spend years building connections with the people in our lives, romantic partners, close family members, best friends, so consider the importance of physical touch."

Discover all of the podcasts in our network, search for specific episodes, get the Optimal Living Daily workbook, and learn more at: OLDPodcast.com. Episode 2897: Brooke Blanton explores the quiet power of touch in moments of distress, sharing how something as simple as holding hands with a loved one can offer profound emotional relief. Backed by research on interpersonal synchronization, her story reveals how physical connection can literally align brainwaves, reduce pain, and deepen emotional bonds. Read along with the original article(s) here: https://www.gottman.com/blog/holding-hands-synchronization/ Quotes to ponder: "You might be surprised at the kinds of emotional connection you can experience together through a small gesture of physical connection." "When the couple was sitting next to each other holding hands, the brainwave sync was the strongest." "We spend years building connections with the people in our lives, romantic partners, close family members, best friends, so consider the importance of physical touch." Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

October 30, 2026 Vernon speaks with Alison Powers of Capital Impact Partners and Mary Alex Blanton of the National Cooperative Bank (NCB). Together, they will discuss the partnership between their organizations to present the 2025 Co-op Innovation Awards, which recognize creative cooperative models that expand economic opportunities nationwide. Alison Powers is the Director of Economic Opportunities at Capital Impact Partners, a national Community Development Financial Institution dedicated to helping communities overcome barriers to success. In her role, she advances economic and wealth-building opportunities through cooperative development, small business growth, and equitable food systems. Alison also leads the Nourish DC Collaborative, which supports locally owned food businesses, expands access to healthy food, and fosters vibrant, job-creating neighborhoods. Through her work, she champions the cooperative model by providing funding, technical assistance, and financing that empower communities to thrive. Mary Alex Blanton is Senior Vice President and Director of Strategic Marketing at National Cooperative Bank (NCB), where she leads the bank's marketing strategy, advertising, brand identity, corporate communications, and public relations. In her role, she supports NCB's mission of empowering cooperatives and member-owned organizations – particularly in underserved communities. The Co-op Innovation Award honors organizations that strengthen food, housing, and worker co-ops. Each year, recipients receive up to $50,000 to expand cooperative development, drive shared prosperity, and build lasting community impact through innovative collaboration. This year's recipients include: Farm Generations Cooperative of Cooperstown, New York, which helps farmers sell directly to their communities and improves access to healthy food through programs like SNAP and WIC. Fideicomiso Comunitario Tierra Libre in Los Angeles, California, creating East LA's first housing cooperative to promote collective ownership and long-term affordability. Nashville Equitable Housing Cooperative of Tennessee, developing the state's first large-scale affordable housing co-op and a playbook to expand similar projects statewide. Prospera Community Development in Oakland, California, expanding its Spanish-language program, Comunidades Prospera, to empower cooperative entrepreneurship and financial independence. The U.S. Federation of Worker Cooperatives, based in Chicago, Illinois, launching the Win-Win Child Care Initiative to connect unions and worker co-ops in building quality, sustainable childcare businesses.  Together, these awardees are advancing food access, affordable housing, and worker empowerment through innovative cooperative models that strengthen communities nationwide.

Dirk finds his favorite place on earth.By Original Aramis. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.The day was bright and clear without a cloud in the sky, the weather was warm without being hot, and there was little if any wind. Traffic was minimal at best, and this enabled Dirk to relax as he rode his Harley down the highway at 70MPH, a black duffel bag full of his clothing and gear strapped across the rear seat. Riding his bike in conditions like this was one of the things that Dirk loved most in the world, and like most bikers this was a kind of therapy for him that couldn't be found anywhere else. Whenever life's concerns and distractions got to be too much for him, Dirk would fire up the bike and hit the road, not going anywhere in particular but just going until either the bike needed gas or he needed food, or both.But today was different. Dirk was travelling with a destination in mind, specifically the clubhouse of one of his MC's charters that was in the neighboring state. They were celebrating their 10th anniversary and had planned a monster party, one that Dirk wouldn't have missed for the world. The charter was also located in his favorite beach resort town where his favorite beach resort hotel, The Windjammer, was located, so there was no way he wasn't going to make this party. He had already made his reservation at the hotel, although he knew he'd most likely end up spending the majority of the night at the clubhouse enjoying the party and the hospitality of the club. He'd had several invites from club members to stay at their house, but Dirk politely declined them all. As much as he loved the members of his club he always felt a little out of place when he stayed overnight with one of them, and preferred the privacy of his own hotel suite instead.Besides, if he got lucky with one of the many girls he knew were going to be at the party, he wanted a place to go where he could be assured of privacy and comfort.It was late in the afternoon when Dirk pulled into the parking lot of The Windjammer, having been on the road for a little more than eight hours. He was achy and tired from the ride, needing both a shower and a drink in the worst way. He pulled his bike up under the awning of the main entrance to the hotel and dropped the kickstand, his loud pipes turning every head within ear shot. He drew a few disgusted looks from some of the snootier patrons when they saw his colors and his long hair, but he truly didn't give a shit. He was worth more than most of them on his worst day, so he really couldn't care less about their opinion. He shut down the engine and got off, stretching for a moment before going into the hotel and checking in. He came back out with a card key for his room less than three minutes later, then got back onto his bike to move it into the parking lot. Once there he shut the bike down, locked the ignition and the forks, unstrapped the duffel bag and headed up to his room.The room was located on the 22nd floor of the hotel and had a magnificent view of the ocean. As soon as Dirk got into the room he dropped his bag on the bed and went out onto the balcony, standing there and looking out at the ocean. He smiled as he smelled the salt air and felt the ocean breeze on his face, then closed his eyes and just listened to the sound of the waves and the water for several long moments. Then he opened his eyes and looked up and down the beach, still smiling.This is my favorite place in the whole world!“ he said out loud to himself, his smile getting bigger. It was late in the day on Saturday so the beach was packed with tourists, but this didn't bother him. He wasn't there to go out on the beach this trip, he was there to party and have a good time, so the crowd of people on the beach wasn't important. He stood there for a few moments longer, then turned and went back into the room to shower and change. He took his leather vest with his club's colors on it off and dropped it on the bed, the rest of his clothes following. A few minutes later he was in the shower, standing under the stream of hot water and letting it wash away the achiness and the road grime from today's ride. After his shower he unpacked, tossing his clothes into the drawers of the dresser in the room, then got dressed and headed down to the lounge to have a drink before going over to the clubhouse. He knew the party was going to be big and loud, and he wanted to have at least one drink in relative peace and quiet before he subjected himself to the noise of the party.He walked into the dimly lit lounge and headed towards the bar, glancing around the room as he did so. It was early in the evening so the lounge wasn't very full, with only two or three tables being occupied and less than half a dozen people sitting at the bar. As he walked up to an empty stool he noticed a group of three people, two women and a man, sitting at one of the tables. Dirk could tell that the man and one of the women, a brunette with a very cute face and a huge pair of tits, were obviously together since they were holding hands and sitting very close to each other. The man looked to be quite a bit older than the woman, maybe 20 years or so, he couldn't be sure, but Dirk was positive that the man was at least old enough to be her father. And by the way they were acting, he knew that wasn't it. Husband, maybe, but father- no. Not unless they were into something really kinky, that is.The other woman, a short blonde wearing a pink two piece outfit consisting of a tight top that tied in the front and equally tight shorts, was sitting on the other side of the table from them, smiling as they talked. She looked up at him as he walked towards the bar, quickly giving him the once-over as she continued talking to her friends. Then she smiled at him, pausing for a moment in her conversation, before turning back to her friends and continuing the conversation. Dirk continued on to the bar and sat down at a vacant stool, ordering a shot of Blanton's straight up when the bartender came over to him.Very good, sir!” the bartender said, acknowledging Dirk's taste in bourbon. A few moments later he brought the drink over and set it on the bar in front of him, and Dirk picked it up to take a sip. He eyed the blonde woman in the mirror behind the bar as he did so, taking his time and looking her over good. She was small, around five foot nothing Dirk would have guessed, with long blonde hair down to the middle of her back. She had a cute face with angular features to her cheeks and nose, with slightly almond shaped eyes that fit her face perfectly. Her teeth were white and straight, accompanied by lips that were full and apparently very soft. They weren't full enough to be called dick sucking lips but they were close damned close.‘Man, I wonder what it would feel like to have those lips wrapped around my dick!’ Dirk thought to himself as he looked down to his drink to take another sip. He didn't see the brunette look up at him sharply just as he had this thought, a look of mild surprise flashing across her face for a moment before she broke out in a smile, turning her attention back to her friends. Dirk also didn't see the brunette reach out and touch the blonde's hand as she spoke, her words causing the blonde to glance over at him before she, too, broke out into a smile.When they all got up to leave Dirk noticed that the blonde had a stout, firm, and slightly muscular body. Her stomach was flat and her waistline slightly tapered, with shapely legs and a firm, rounded ass that flexed when she walked. And on top of all that was a large, firm bust line that sat high on her chest, the twin globes bouncing and jiggling inside her tight top as she walked. She glanced over at him and smiled again as she walked away, the three of them walking out of the door and out of sight. Dirk turned and enjoyed the sight of her ass flexing inside of the equally snug shorts she was wearing, and he couldn't help but wonder how those globes of flesh would feel in his hands. Dirk turned back to his drink, smiling to himself as he took a sip.Half an hour later Dirk was on his bike and headed out to the clubhouse for the party, and just as he expected there was a very large crowd of bikes and people already there. He parked his bike in front of the clubhouse with the others, not bothering to lock it knowing that the prospects who were positioned around the parking area would keep an eye on it. Watching the bikes of full patch members was part of their job as prospects, and to lock your bike while at the clubhouse with the prospects there was considered disrespectful to the host club. Besides, the prospects knew they'd get their butts kicked if they let anything happen to the bike of a full patch ..When he got inside, he saw that the party was already in full swing. He walked over to the packed bar, exchanging greetings, hugs and handshakes with at least half a dozen other club members along the way. The club was hosting an open bar as usual, and Dirk was sure that by the time the party was over the grounds and the clubhouse would be littered with empty beer cans, discarded solo cups, and drunken bikers, all passed out and lying wherever they had fallen. Dirk didn’t plan to be one of them, so he took it easy on the beer. There was a time in his life when he’d be the first one to pass out drunk, but those days were long over. Hangovers hurt a lot more than they used to, so he avoided them whenever he could by staying mostly sober. Weed was his intoxicant of choice these days, and there was just as much of that to be had as there was beer and hard alcohol.One of his close brothers fixed him up with a couple of the biggest, fattest doobies Dirk had ever seen, and after he had made the rounds of the clubhouse, which took about an hour he sat down at a table in a corner of the clubhouse to relax, enjoy his beer and his weed, and watch the party unfold in front of him. Two beers and half of the doobie later, Dirk was feeling pretty good, enjoying sitting at the small table and watching the goings-on in the clubhouse. Party parties were always loud, raucous, and entertaining, and tonight’s party was no different.He put the joint to his lips to take another hit but stopped his hand in mid-air when he saw the petite blonde from the hotel bar walk into the room. Instead of the tight shirt and shorts she was wearing at the hotel, she was now wearing faded jeans tucked into black leather boots that came halfway up her calves, a tight white V-neck shirt that showed a generous amount of cleavage, and a denim jacket that was just as faded as the jeans she wore. She turned heads as she made her way through the crowd to the bar, stopping to talk to several people along the way. As she was talking to one of them, she turned in Dirk’s direction, and a smile crossed her face when she saw him sitting at his table. She finally made her way over to the bar and got a beer, then made a beeline for Dirk’s table. "Mind if I sit down?“ she said, smiling down at him, her deep blue eyes sparkling."Please do,” Dirk said, motioning to the empty chair across from him. She put her beard down on the table and then sat down, leaning forward onto her elbows as she crossed her forearms on the table in front of her.“I was hoping you’d be here tonight,” she said, smiling at him. “My name’s Amy, by the way.”“Nice to meet you, Amy. I’m Dirk. What made you think I’d be here?” he asked, taking a swig from his beer.“Your colors,” she said, referring to his leather vest with his MC patches on them. “I saw them when you sat down at the hotel bar earlier, and I had a feeling that you were in town for the party,” she replied, still smiling at him.“You seem to know a lot of people here,” he said, taking a drink from his beer. “Are you somebody’s old lady?” he asked. If he was going to make a move on this highly attractive and very sexy woman, he needed to know if she was the wife or girlfriend of a club brother. To move on another man’s woman is a cardinal sin in the MC world, and he had no desire to get involved in that.“No, I’m not, and I’m not a sweet butt either,” she said, sitting back and taking a drink from her beer. A sweet butt was a woman who lived at the clubhouse, kept the place clean, and serviced the club members whenever they wanted it.“I have my own place over on Vincent Lane about 20 minutes from here, so I don’t live at the clubhouse. I’m more of a house mouse, actually, I help the club out with some of their administrative functions and help organize fundraisers and things like that, but I’m not looking for a partner or an old man. I actually helped organize this party, I’ll have you know,” she said, looking around briefly and gesturing with the beer in her hand as she did.“From what I can see, you did a good job,” Dirk replied, smiling at her for the first time.“So if you’re not somebody’s old lady or a sweet butt, how did you get involved with the MC to begin with?” he asked, genuinely curious. She looked down for a moment before replying, a solemn look on her face, before she looked back up at him and replied.“I was the old lady of the founding sergeant at arms, Papa Bear. He was killed in an accident about a year after the charter was granted, and the way the club treated me when that happened was just,..” she stopped for a moment, a small smile creeping onto her face and her eyes tearing up just a bit.“They showed me so much love and compassion, I knew I’d found a home here and would never leave it. So I haven’t. I’m not looking for another old man or another club member to hook up with, and everyone knows that, so they leave me alone. They all watch out for me like a band of big brothers, and I appreciate that,” she said, her smile returning.“The brotherhood of an MC is something that you have to experience to really understand,” Dirk said, nodding at her. “Being the MC was one of the best things I ever did, and I love it,” he said, taking a drink from his beer before continuing. So why were you hoping I’d be here tonight, may I ask?“"Because you make me tingle in all the right places,” she replied, looking into his eyes. “When I saw you at the bar earlier tonight, the tingling began immediately, and by the time I left it was so intense I could hardly stand it. I was so wet I was surprised I didn’t squish when I walked.”Her eyes were bright and shining as she looked at him, a big smile on her face.“You’re very direct, aren’t you, Amy?” Dirk asked, smiling back at her.“Yes, I am,” she replied, nodding her head. Life is too short to waste time fucking around, you know? Unless you’re actually fucking, that is.“ She was absolutely grinning by now."So are you tingling now?” Dirk asked.Let the games begin, he thought to himself.“Absolutely, Amy replied, giving him a big smile as she replied, without missing a beat. "And my panties are absolutely soaked,” she picked her beer up and took another drink before putting it back on the table and speaking again. “You know, Dirk, if you play your cards right and I think you will, not only will you find out how my ass feels in your hands, you’ll also find out what it feels like to have my lips wrapped around your hard dick!”Dirk’s mouth fell open, a look of utter surprise on his face. She laughed at his reaction to what she had just said, and the surprise was evident in his voice when he finally spoke.“How the fuck did you know that?” he said, incredulously. “What are you, psychic or something?” "No, but my friend Sherry is.“ Amy replied, still grinning. "She’s the woman who I was with at the hotel bar, and the man was Rob, her husband. Rob is a lieutenant with the local police department, and I’ve known Sherry since high school. She’s always been a little bit psychic, and when she picked up on what you were thinking in the bar, she told me about it.”“Okay, I’m officially freaked out.” Rob said, picking up the joint and taking a hit.Amy held her hand out with the palm up and wiggled her fingers at him, so he passed the joint to her. She put it to her lips and took a big hit, holding the smoke in for a moment, before blowing it out and passing the joint back to him.“Most people are,” she said, following the hit on the joint with a drink from her beer. “Freaked me right the fuck out too, the first time Sherry told me something that I was thinking. I don’t know how Rob handles it on a daily basis, I really don’t.”She put the beer down and leaned on the table again, crossing her forearms as she had before and creating about a mile of cleavage for Dirk to admire. A slightly evil smile crossed her face as she spoke again.“So do you want to find out or not, Dirk?” she said, her voice low and sultry, her eyes smoldering.“Oh, yeah,” Dirk replied, returning her smile. “That, and a whole lot more, I hope,” he said.“I think you can count on that.” Amy replied, grinning at him.“My hotel?” Dirk said, and Amy shook her head.“Let’s go to my place,” she said. “When I fuck you, I want it to be in my own bed, not in a hotel.”“I’m guessing you live alone?” Dirk asked, just to be sure.“Not even a cat,” she said, giving him a big smile.“Works for me,” Dirk said, picking up his beer and draining it.He took one last hit from the joint before dropping it to the floor and crushing it under his boot.“Where do you live?”“102, Vincent Lane, about 20 minutes from here,” she replied, draining her own beer and putting the empty bottle on the table. “You gonna let me be your back warmer on the ride over there,” she asked.“Only if you promise to press those big tits against my back.” Dirk replied, giving her a dose of her own medicine.“Amy laughed as she responded. What kind of a back warmer would I be if I didn’t? Hell, I may even give you a reach around, as well,” she said, standing up.Dirk stood up as well, looking down at her from across the table. “You’re really something, you know that, Amy?” he asked.“You ain’t seen nothing yet, high side,” she replied, calling him by his road name that she got from the patch on the front of his vest. Just wait until I get you home.They walked out of the clubhouse and over to his bike, and Dirk got on first. He held the bike steady while Amy climbed on, then cranked up the engine. The loud pipes roared as the engine came to life, and Dirk dropped the bike into gear and pulled out of the parking area. Amy leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him, pushing her big tits into his back, just as she had promised.She held on tight as he maneuvered the bike through traffic and out onto the open roadway, following the directions Amy was saying into his ear as she clung to his back.A few minutes later, they were out on the open roadway, headed towards her house and what Dirk

Dirk finds his favorite place on earth.By Original Aramis. Listen to the ►Podcast at Steamy Stories.The day was bright and clear without a cloud in the sky, the weather was warm without being hot, and there was little if any wind. Traffic was minimal at best, and this enabled Dirk to relax as he rode his Harley down the highway at 70MPH, a black duffel bag full of his clothing and gear strapped across the rear seat. Riding his bike in conditions like this was one of the things that Dirk loved most in the world, and like most bikers this was a kind of therapy for him that couldn't be found anywhere else. Whenever life's concerns and distractions got to be too much for him, Dirk would fire up the bike and hit the road, not going anywhere in particular but just going until either the bike needed gas or he needed food, or both.But today was different. Dirk was travelling with a destination in mind, specifically the clubhouse of one of his MC's charters that was in the neighboring state. They were celebrating their 10th anniversary and had planned a monster party, one that Dirk wouldn't have missed for the world. The charter was also located in his favorite beach resort town where his favorite beach resort hotel, The Windjammer, was located, so there was no way he wasn't going to make this party. He had already made his reservation at the hotel, although he knew he'd most likely end up spending the majority of the night at the clubhouse enjoying the party and the hospitality of the club. He'd had several invites from club members to stay at their house, but Dirk politely declined them all. As much as he loved the members of his club he always felt a little out of place when he stayed overnight with one of them, and preferred the privacy of his own hotel suite instead.Besides, if he got lucky with one of the many girls he knew were going to be at the party, he wanted a place to go where he could be assured of privacy and comfort.It was late in the afternoon when Dirk pulled into the parking lot of The Windjammer, having been on the road for a little more than eight hours. He was achy and tired from the ride, needing both a shower and a drink in the worst way. He pulled his bike up under the awning of the main entrance to the hotel and dropped the kickstand, his loud pipes turning every head within ear shot. He drew a few disgusted looks from some of the snootier patrons when they saw his colors and his long hair, but he truly didn't give a shit. He was worth more than most of them on his worst day, so he really couldn't care less about their opinion. He shut down the engine and got off, stretching for a moment before going into the hotel and checking in. He came back out with a card key for his room less than three minutes later, then got back onto his bike to move it into the parking lot. Once there he shut the bike down, locked the ignition and the forks, unstrapped the duffel bag and headed up to his room.The room was located on the 22nd floor of the hotel and had a magnificent view of the ocean. As soon as Dirk got into the room he dropped his bag on the bed and went out onto the balcony, standing there and looking out at the ocean. He smiled as he smelled the salt air and felt the ocean breeze on his face, then closed his eyes and just listened to the sound of the waves and the water for several long moments. Then he opened his eyes and looked up and down the beach, still smiling.This is my favorite place in the whole world!“ he said out loud to himself, his smile getting bigger. It was late in the day on Saturday so the beach was packed with tourists, but this didn't bother him. He wasn't there to go out on the beach this trip, he was there to party and have a good time, so the crowd of people on the beach wasn't important. He stood there for a few moments longer, then turned and went back into the room to shower and change. He took his leather vest with his club's colors on it off and dropped it on the bed, the rest of his clothes following. A few minutes later he was in the shower, standing under the stream of hot water and letting it wash away the achiness and the road grime from today's ride. After his shower he unpacked, tossing his clothes into the drawers of the dresser in the room, then got dressed and headed down to the lounge to have a drink before going over to the clubhouse. He knew the party was going to be big and loud, and he wanted to have at least one drink in relative peace and quiet before he subjected himself to the noise of the party.He walked into the dimly lit lounge and headed towards the bar, glancing around the room as he did so. It was early in the evening so the lounge wasn't very full, with only two or three tables being occupied and less than half a dozen people sitting at the bar. As he walked up to an empty stool he noticed a group of three people, two women and a man, sitting at one of the tables. Dirk could tell that the man and one of the women, a brunette with a very cute face and a huge pair of tits, were obviously together since they were holding hands and sitting very close to each other. The man looked to be quite a bit older than the woman, maybe 20 years or so, he couldn't be sure, but Dirk was positive that the man was at least old enough to be her father. And by the way they were acting, he knew that wasn't it. Husband, maybe, but father- no. Not unless they were into something really kinky, that is.The other woman, a short blonde wearing a pink two piece outfit consisting of a tight top that tied in the front and equally tight shorts, was sitting on the other side of the table from them, smiling as they talked. She looked up at him as he walked towards the bar, quickly giving him the once-over as she continued talking to her friends. Then she smiled at him, pausing for a moment in her conversation, before turning back to her friends and continuing the conversation. Dirk continued on to the bar and sat down at a vacant stool, ordering a shot of Blanton's straight up when the bartender came over to him.Very good, sir!” the bartender said, acknowledging Dirk's taste in bourbon. A few moments later he brought the drink over and set it on the bar in front of him, and Dirk picked it up to take a sip. He eyed the blonde woman in the mirror behind the bar as he did so, taking his time and looking her over good. She was small, around five foot nothing Dirk would have guessed, with long blonde hair down to the middle of her back. She had a cute face with angular features to her cheeks and nose, with slightly almond shaped eyes that fit her face perfectly. Her teeth were white and straight, accompanied by lips that were full and apparently very soft. They weren't full enough to be called dick sucking lips but they were close damned close.‘Man, I wonder what it would feel like to have those lips wrapped around my dick!’ Dirk thought to himself as he looked down to his drink to take another sip. He didn't see the brunette look up at him sharply just as he had this thought, a look of mild surprise flashing across her face for a moment before she broke out in a smile, turning her attention back to her friends. Dirk also didn't see the brunette reach out and touch the blonde's hand as she spoke, her words causing the blonde to glance over at him before she, too, broke out into a smile.When they all got up to leave Dirk noticed that the blonde had a stout, firm, and slightly muscular body. Her stomach was flat and her waistline slightly tapered, with shapely legs and a firm, rounded ass that flexed when she walked. And on top of all that was a large, firm bust line that sat high on her chest, the twin globes bouncing and jiggling inside her tight top as she walked. She glanced over at him and smiled again as she walked away, the three of them walking out of the door and out of sight. Dirk turned and enjoyed the sight of her ass flexing inside of the equally snug shorts she was wearing, and he couldn't help but wonder how those globes of flesh would feel in his hands. Dirk turned back to his drink, smiling to himself as he took a sip.Half an hour later Dirk was on his bike and headed out to the clubhouse for the party, and just as he expected there was a very large crowd of bikes and people already there. He parked his bike in front of the clubhouse with the others, not bothering to lock it knowing that the prospects who were positioned around the parking area would keep an eye on it. Watching the bikes of full patch members was part of their job as prospects, and to lock your bike while at the clubhouse with the prospects there was considered disrespectful to the host club. Besides, the prospects knew they'd get their butts kicked if they let anything happen to the bike of a full patch ..When he got inside, he saw that the party was already in full swing. He walked over to the packed bar, exchanging greetings, hugs and handshakes with at least half a dozen other club members along the way. The club was hosting an open bar as usual, and Dirk was sure that by the time the party was over the grounds and the clubhouse would be littered with empty beer cans, discarded solo cups, and drunken bikers, all passed out and lying wherever they had fallen. Dirk didn’t plan to be one of them, so he took it easy on the beer. There was a time in his life when he’d be the first one to pass out drunk, but those days were long over. Hangovers hurt a lot more than they used to, so he avoided them whenever he could by staying mostly sober. Weed was his intoxicant of choice these days, and there was just as much of that to be had as there was beer and hard alcohol.One of his close brothers fixed him up with a couple of the biggest, fattest doobies Dirk had ever seen, and after he had made the rounds of the clubhouse, which took about an hour he sat down at a table in a corner of the clubhouse to relax, enjoy his beer and his weed, and watch the party unfold in front of him. Two beers and half of the doobie later, Dirk was feeling pretty good, enjoying sitting at the small table and watching the goings-on in the clubhouse. Party parties were always loud, raucous, and entertaining, and tonight’s party was no different.He put the joint to his lips to take another hit but stopped his hand in mid-air when he saw the petite blonde from the hotel bar walk into the room. Instead of the tight shirt and shorts she was wearing at the hotel, she was now wearing faded jeans tucked into black leather boots that came halfway up her calves, a tight white V-neck shirt that showed a generous amount of cleavage, and a denim jacket that was just as faded as the jeans she wore. She turned heads as she made her way through the crowd to the bar, stopping to talk to several people along the way. As she was talking to one of them, she turned in Dirk’s direction, and a smile crossed her face when she saw him sitting at his table. She finally made her way over to the bar and got a beer, then made a beeline for Dirk’s table. "Mind if I sit down?“ she said, smiling down at him, her deep blue eyes sparkling."Please do,” Dirk said, motioning to the empty chair across from him. She put her beard down on the table and then sat down, leaning forward onto her elbows as she crossed her forearms on the table in front of her.“I was hoping you’d be here tonight,” she said, smiling at him. “My name’s Amy, by the way.”“Nice to meet you, Amy. I’m Dirk. What made you think I’d be here?” he asked, taking a swig from his beer.“Your colors,” she said, referring to his leather vest with his MC patches on them. “I saw them when you sat down at the hotel bar earlier, and I had a feeling that you were in town for the party,” she replied, still smiling at him.“You seem to know a lot of people here,” he said, taking a drink from his beer. “Are you somebody’s old lady?” he asked. If he was going to make a move on this highly attractive and very sexy woman, he needed to know if she was the wife or girlfriend of a club brother. To move on another man’s woman is a cardinal sin in the MC world, and he had no desire to get involved in that.“No, I’m not, and I’m not a sweet butt either,” she said, sitting back and taking a drink from her beer. A sweet butt was a woman who lived at the clubhouse, kept the place clean, and serviced the club members whenever they wanted it.“I have my own place over on Vincent Lane about 20 minutes from here, so I don’t live at the clubhouse. I’m more of a house mouse, actually, I help the club out with some of their administrative functions and help organize fundraisers and things like that, but I’m not looking for a partner or an old man. I actually helped organize this party, I’ll have you know,” she said, looking around briefly and gesturing with the beer in her hand as she did.“From what I can see, you did a good job,” Dirk replied, smiling at her for the first time.“So if you’re not somebody’s old lady or a sweet butt, how did you get involved with the MC to begin with?” he asked, genuinely curious. She looked down for a moment before replying, a solemn look on her face, before she looked back up at him and replied.“I was the old lady of the founding sergeant at arms, Papa Bear. He was killed in an accident about a year after the charter was granted, and the way the club treated me when that happened was just,..” she stopped for a moment, a small smile creeping onto her face and her eyes tearing up just a bit.“They showed me so much love and compassion, I knew I’d found a home here and would never leave it. So I haven’t. I’m not looking for another old man or another club member to hook up with, and everyone knows that, so they leave me alone. They all watch out for me like a band of big brothers, and I appreciate that,” she said, her smile returning.“The brotherhood of an MC is something that you have to experience to really understand,” Dirk said, nodding at her. “Being the MC was one of the best things I ever did, and I love it,” he said, taking a drink from his beer before continuing. So why were you hoping I’d be here tonight, may I ask?“"Because you make me tingle in all the right places,” she replied, looking into his eyes. “When I saw you at the bar earlier tonight, the tingling began immediately, and by the time I left it was so intense I could hardly stand it. I was so wet I was surprised I didn’t squish when I walked.”Her eyes were bright and shining as she looked at him, a big smile on her face.“You’re very direct, aren’t you, Amy?” Dirk asked, smiling back at her.“Yes, I am,” she replied, nodding her head. Life is too short to waste time fucking around, you know? Unless you’re actually fucking, that is.“ She was absolutely grinning by now."So are you tingling now?” Dirk asked.Let the games begin, he thought to himself.“Absolutely, Amy replied, giving him a big smile as she replied, without missing a beat. "And my panties are absolutely soaked,” she picked her beer up and took another drink before putting it back on the table and speaking again. “You know, Dirk, if you play your cards right and I think you will, not only will you find out how my ass feels in your hands, you’ll also find out what it feels like to have my lips wrapped around your hard dick!”Dirk’s mouth fell open, a look of utter surprise on his face. She laughed at his reaction to what she had just said, and the surprise was evident in his voice when he finally spoke.“How the fuck did you know that?” he said, incredulously. “What are you, psychic or something?” "No, but my friend Sherry is.“ Amy replied, still grinning. "She’s the woman who I was with at the hotel bar, and the man was Rob, her husband. Rob is a lieutenant with the local police department, and I’ve known Sherry since high school. She’s always been a little bit psychic, and when she picked up on what you were thinking in the bar, she told me about it.”“Okay, I’m officially freaked out.” Rob said, picking up the joint and taking a hit.Amy held her hand out with the palm up and wiggled her fingers at him, so he passed the joint to her. She put it to her lips and took a big hit, holding the smoke in for a moment, before blowing it out and passing the joint back to him.“Most people are,” she said, following the hit on the joint with a drink from her beer. “Freaked me right the fuck out too, the first time Sherry told me something that I was thinking. I don’t know how Rob handles it on a daily basis, I really don’t.”She put the beer down and leaned on the table again, crossing her forearms as she had before and creating about a mile of cleavage for Dirk to admire. A slightly evil smile crossed her face as she spoke again.“So do you want to find out or not, Dirk?” she said, her voice low and sultry, her eyes smoldering.“Oh, yeah,” Dirk replied, returning her smile. “That, and a whole lot more, I hope,” he said.“I think you can count on that.” Amy replied, grinning at him.“My hotel?” Dirk said, and Amy shook her head.“Let’s go to my place,” she said. “When I fuck you, I want it to be in my own bed, not in a hotel.”“I’m guessing you live alone?” Dirk asked, just to be sure.“Not even a cat,” she said, giving him a big smile.“Works for me,” Dirk said, picking up his beer and draining it.He took one last hit from the joint before dropping it to the floor and crushing it under his boot.“Where do you live?”“102, Vincent Lane, about 20 minutes from here,” she replied, draining her own beer and putting the empty bottle on the table. “You gonna let me be your back warmer on the ride over there,” she asked.“Only if you promise to press those big tits against my back.” Dirk replied, giving her a dose of her own medicine.“Amy laughed as she responded. What kind of a back warmer would I be if I didn’t? Hell, I may even give you a reach around, as well,” she said, standing up.Dirk stood up as well, looking down at her from across the table. “You’re really something, you know that, Amy?” he asked.“You ain’t seen nothing yet, high side,” she replied, calling him by his road name that she got from the patch on the front of his vest. Just wait until I get you home.They walked out of the clubhouse and over to his bike, and Dirk got on first. He held the bike steady while Amy climbed on, then cranked up the engine. The loud pipes roared as the engine came to life, and Dirk dropped the bike into gear and pulled out of the parking area. Amy leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him, pushing her big tits into his back, just as she had promised.She held on tight as he maneuvered the bike through traffic and out onto the open roadway, following the directions Amy was saying into his ear as she clung to his back.A few minutes later, they were out on the open roadway, headed towards her house and what Dirk

☕ This week on Counsel Brew, we're joined by Vicki Blanton, Assistant VP and Senior Legal Counsel of Tax and Benefits at AT&T, Adjunct Professor at SMU Dedman School of Law, and immediate past President of the Dallas Bar Association. Vicki's career spans some of the most complex in-house environments in the country, touching approximately $150B in plan assets and impacting millions of employees, retirees, and beneficiaries worldwide. But what anchors this conversation isn't the scale of the work; it's how she thinks about responsibility, presence, and leadership over time. For Vicki, there isn't a single summit to reach. Every day is a peak, and each one asks something different of you.Over coffee, properly served, with intention, Vicki reflects on a formative childhood memory of sitting quietly with her grandparents in the early morning hours, listening as they talked and shared a cup together. That memory became her blueprint for connection. Coffee, like leadership, isn't about speed or efficiency; it's about attention, ritual, and making space.As she reflects on her time leading the Dallas Bar, Vicki talks about stewardship rather than accomplishment: guiding a large and diverse legal community through reemergence, honoring tradition while allowing it to evolve. Her approach—old school in a new way—shaped programming that emphasized connection and belonging, including reimagining a long-standing gathering into a more conversational, welcoming space. Our conversation feels fitting for the close of a chapter. And, of course, don't miss out on hearing about Vicki's longtime love of parades and her firsthand experience as a balloon handler in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. And yes—she's a fellow Mustang! 

Blanton's Gold Edition is a higher-proof (103/51.5% ABV), limited-release Kentucky straight bourbon from Buffalo Trace Distillery, known for its richer, spicier, and more complex flavor than the Original Single Barrel, featuring notes of honey, rye, fruit, oak, and vanilla, and is highly sought after by collectors for its intensity and smoothness, offering a bold experience for bourbon enthusiasts. Cheers!

Trimble's Jeff Blanton joins Sock Talks to talk about what the industry is still doing the hard way and what the future of integrated construction inspection looks like. He also shares details on how Trimble is bringing augmented reality to construction with Trimble SiteVision.Learn more about SiteVision at https://geospatial.trimble.com/en/products/software/trimble-sitevision.

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How do supermassive black holes actually form in the early universe? Is the Cosmological Constant not so constant after all? And what would be on the astrophysical menu at a Cosmic Brunch? To find out, Dr. Charles Liu and co-host Allen Liu welcome astrophysicist Thresa Kelly, who is a second year grad student working on her PhD at the Rochester Institute of Technology. As always, though, we start off with the day's joyfully cool cosmic thing, one of the recent studies made using the Dark Energy Spectroscopic Instrument, aka DESI, located at Kitt Peak National Observatory near Tucson, Arizona. According to the DESI team's research, there is a about a 95% chance that the dark energy levels in the universe have changed over cosmic time. This “Dynamical Dark Energy model” offers the first, tiny hint that the Cosmological Constant may not be so constant after all. Thresa, who is using DESI and other sources for her work putting together a catalog of AGNs, or active galactic nuclei – the supermassive black holes found at the center of galaxies, tells us about what DESI is trying to do and why it's so important. The end goal of Thresa's project is to estimate the black hole masses of AGNs, and she's gotten spectra data on over 2,000 objects that have been observed using DESI. Thresa can't get into the details of her catalog, which hasn't been published yet and includes about 14,000 objects, but Allen and Chuck join her in a discussion of what's going on with black hole masses, accretion discs, Eddington Luminosity, black hole growth, galactic evolution, and more. Our first audience question comes from Kathryn, who asks, “When we look through a standard telescope looking at "past" versions of planets/stars/etc., how far back in the past are we observing?” Thresa explains how we use red shift to measure how long light from a galaxy takes to reach us to help us determine how far in the past the objects are. For instance, an AGN with a red shift of 7 can reach back to the period of “Cosmic Dawn” or, as Thresa puts it, “Cosmic Brunch” taking place 12 billion years ago. Thresa talks about her experience in an REU, or “Research Experiences for Undergraduates,” funded by the NSF, which enabled her to spend time studying at the University of Hawaii and cemented her desire to go to grad school, get a PhD, and become a “real scientist.” She explains how each step of her career brought her from Kansas to where she is today. Our next audience question comes from Walter: “If a quasar's jets are aimed directly away from Earth, would we then not be able to see the supermassive black hole?” Thresa says that depends on how you define “seeing” a black hole, and that even without visible light, you can discern black holes by looking at other wavelengths like x-rays and ultraviolet rays which are generated by different component areas of the black hole like the corona, accretion disk, or the torus. Chuck notices a shelf of games behind Thresa and asks her about them. She pulls out Stardew Valley, a farming simulator she plays with her fiancé and her fellow grad students. It's not long until Chuck, Allen and Thresa are geeking out about Dungeons and Dragons. Finally, Chuck asks Thresa to speculate on a specific scientific discovery that may come out of her PhD thesis work. Her answer: figuring out how supermassive black holes actually form in the early universe. If you'd like to know more about Thresa Kelly, you can find her on LinkedIn. We hope you enjoy this episode of The LIUniverse, and, if you do, please support us on Patreon. Credits for Images Used in this Episode: DESI - The Dark Energy Spectroscopic Instrument. – Credit: KPNO/NOIRLab/NSF/AURA/P. Marenfeld DESI data map of celestial objects from Earth to billions of light years away.. – Credit: Claire Lamman/DESI collaboration. Montage of dwarf active galactic nuclei candidates. – Credit: DESI collaboration. Map of galaxies based on redshift data. – Credit: Creative Commons / M. Blanton and Sloan Digital Sky Survey. Quasar PKS 1127-145, a luminous source of X-rays and visible light. – Credit: NASA/CXC/A.Siemiginowska(CfA)/J.Bechtold(U.Arizona). Model of AGN. – Credit: Creative Commons.

Carole O'Neill's guest today on the Online for Authors podcast is Shelley Blanton-Stroud, author of the book An Unlikely Prospect. Shelley grew up in California's Central Valley, the daughter of Dust Bowl immigrants who made good on their ambition to get out of the field. Recently retired from teaching writing at Sacramento State University, she serves as President of the Board of 916 Ink, an arts-based creative writing nonprofit for children, and serves on the Board of Advisors for the Gould Center for Humanistic Studies at Claremont McKenna College. She also interviews mystery and thriller authors for the Mystery Review Crew. Shelley is the author of the critically acclaimed Jane Benjamin Mystery series, which includes Copy Boy, Tomboy, and Poster Girl. Her writing has been a finalist in the Sarton Book Awards, IBPA Benjamin Franklin Awards, Killer Nashville's Silver Falchion Award, the American Fiction Awards, and the National Indie Excellence Awards. She and her husband live in Sacramento, surrounded by photos of their out-of-town sons, their wonderful partners, very first grandchild, and a lifetime of beloved dogs.   In her book review, Carole O'Neill stated: An Unlikely Prospect is historical fiction by Shelley Blanton-Stroud. I immediately found myself routing for Sandy Zimmer who inherits the job of publisher of the Prospect newspaper when she becomes a widow at the age of thirty-two. As San Francisco erupts in celebration, the VJ Peace Riot results in eleven deaths and six rapes throughout the city.   While everyone around her celebrates, Sandy is forced to take over her husband's former duties and win the support of her controlling father-in-law. She guides her newspaper to cover the riot by printing the truth of the assaults on the victims. However, her father-in-law tries to use his position on the board to bury the scandal in order to attract the United Nations Headquarters to San Francisco.   She knows she must navigate between the needed reporting and the required votes on her board to keep her job and save the Prospect. Convincing the other newspaper publishers in the city to divide the issues and report the truth results in her finding her voice in the male dominated world of 1945 journalism.   Subscribe to Online for Authors to learn about more great books! https://www.youtube.com/@onlineforauthors?sub_confirmation=1   Join the Novels N Latte Book Club community to discuss this and other books with like-minded readers: https://www.facebook.com/groups/3576519880426290   You can follow Author Shelley Blanton-Stroud Website: https://shelleyblantonstroud.com/ FB: @blantonstroudauthor IG: @blantonstroud   Purchase An Unlikely Prospect on Amazon: Paperback: https://amzn.to/48IkFku Ebook: https://amzn.to/4pWLb0D   Teri M Brown, Author and Podcast Host: https://www.terimbrown.com FB: @TeriMBrownAuthor IG: @terimbrown_author X: @terimbrown1   Want to be a guest on Online for Authors? Send Teri M Brown a message on PodMatch, here: https://www.podmatch.com/member/onlineforauthors   #shelleyblantonstroud #anunlikelyprospect #historicalfiction #terimbrownauthor #authorpodcast #onlineforauthors #characterdriven #researchjunkie #awardwinningauthor #podcasthost #podcast #readerpodcast #bookpodcast #writerpodcast #author #books #goodreads #bookclub #fiction #writer #bookreview *As an Amazon Associate I earn from qualifying purchases.

Steve Justine, Kathy and Tim talk about what happens if Blanton's becomes a shelfie. TBD music by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com).   Important Links: Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/theabvnetwork Our Events Page: bourbonpalooza.com Check us out at: abvnetwork.com. The ABV Barrel Shop: abvbarrelshop.com   Join the revolution by adding #ABVNetworkCrew to your profile on social media.

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Alisa and Drex along with Lamar and the family Blanton put on an abridged satire radio extravaganza of A Christmas Carol. Buckle up. Our Presenting Sponsor for this episode is Donnie Evetts Local Real Estate Professional with The Followwell Property Group Keller Williams. Make buying or selling easy, Call Donnie Evetts. 325-998-5575!  

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