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Bob “Bubba” Buchanan in the house! AGAIN! Hello November! Fallback weekend! // Regional Roundup: : Winter Crab, See you at the Commission meeting in two weeks! Lacy the Lab’s studio debut part two with Nelly’s new girl // The BeauMac TECH Line: Shaundi Campbell of Browning.com New Mexico elk, AK ptarmigan, Texas mulies and PNW PUPPIES? // Picks of the Week

John gives his thoughts on Troy Buchanan's 42-24 victory over Francis Howell and the Oakville Tigers hanging on to beat Lindbergh 19-17 to kick-off the playoffs.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/gateway-sports-venue-show--3605575/support.

10/29/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4563 Fri, 31 Oct 2025 16:00:34 +0000 ahfYmn56hne2BPPnQXoKr1obWt6JzQ34 music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/29/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

10/30/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4756 Fri, 31 Oct 2025 16:02:44 +0000 RVIoBTwCNCvzjGSzkc1WWDaAxGWlo1Km music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/30/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

10/31/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4095 Fri, 31 Oct 2025 17:53:18 +0000 XX2OejUoC27nhOEENDG2f8brz1YtCNSF music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/31/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

KGMI's Jason Upton speaks with Barry Buchanan, candidate for the Whatcom County Council's At-Large Position A.

10/28/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4830 Wed, 29 Oct 2025 13:55:18 +0000 h1rWdZqBD7k2S0d13ZBHZTb788uMbGOO music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/28/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

10/24/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4950 Tue, 28 Oct 2025 16:56:02 +0000 uJjZfmKPF49OjhdSmkN7mtWfsNKcrfPe music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/24/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

10/27/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 5097 Tue, 28 Oct 2025 16:58:33 +0000 YSJtxhHemuHwEp5Qfol6wjpPlqeZ523R music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/27/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

Olin joins Louie inside the Charles Schwab Studio. Recapping the A&M vs. LSU game and how the Aggies took over Death Valley, we break down the matchups faced by the Top 4 College Football Playoff teams this season — Ohio State, Indiana, Texas A&M, and Alabama. We also highlight the two Top-25 opponents the Aggies have already faced and discuss how this team continues to improve week after week, showing tremendous potential for even more growth as the season progresses. In our Community Spotlight, the Brazos Valley Food Bank joins Louie inside the Charles Schwab Studio.BVFB discusses rural hunger, exploring the unique challenges of living in rural areas and how their agencies and programs provide support. Shannon Avila and James Ragen from BVFB are joined by a special guest, Robert Martin, who works closely with their agency and mobile partners on a daily basis. 

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Runnin’ down the show: Bob “Bubba” Buchanan in the house! Squid, crab, ducks, geese, elk east & westside bucks! // Regional Roundup: Buchanan’s south Sound street cred. Lacy the Lab’s studio debut: 72 hours with Nelly’s new girl // The BeauMac TECH Line: Aaron Peterson of petersonsnorthwest.com Local ducks out in force! // Picks of the Week!

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 15 Chancellor Gets Boned In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             The pursuit of power is pointless unless you know how to use it    The look the Chancellor gave me was filled with hate alright, but it was awash in a desperate sexual hunger too. "You goddamn bastard," she huffed through clenched teeth. My response was to switch finger slamming her, instead rolling her rather large clit between my forefinger and thumb gently. "Gak," she choked out. "You can get on top and ride me," I promised her softly. "You an even tie my hands up with the sash of my robe." "On your back, damn you," Melrose snarled ferociously. As I fell back, she ripped my bathrobe sash off so fast it yanked me off the bed. My ass had no sooner hit the bed again when Bazz pulled my robe open and straddled me. She pulled my arms together and bound my wrists with frightening proficiency. "Not your first time at the rodeo?" I joked. She slapped me across the face; not so hard to break my skin but enough to make me have to rework my jaw to get it set again. "Shut up, Braxton," she gloated over me, "I'm going to treat you like the piece of trash that you are. You are going to regret ever thinking you belonged here." Mel rose up on her knees, maneuvered her hand onto my cock, and aimed it at her cunt lips. "Oh," she gasped as her sex blossomed and let my cockhead in. She slowly began shifting down my cock with ecstatic pleasure written all over her face. "It feels pretty good," I started to say. I was going to finish with 'doesn't it?' but she cut me off. "Shut up!" she seethed. "You exist solely for my pleasure. I don't need to hear your juvenile stumbling at sexual banter." This wasn't the time to start a fight; that would come later. Doctor Bazz kept wiggling her ass down my shaft. She was so lost in her own fulfillment that she almost forgot about me. I grunted when she planted herself down particularly hard as she was humping me. Melrose looked down at me. With one hand she struck snake-like at my throat, squeezing my windpipe shut. "You are just a child," she taunted me wickedly, but then her whole tone changed to a creepy, appreciative voice, "a pretty, pretty child." Okay, I want a psychopath. I want a selfish bitch with no issues beyond insensitivity. I do not want a woman in her forties telling me I'm "a pretty, pretty child." That's just wrong, and that's coming from a guy who screws just about anything that moves. "Is this how you screw those sluts?" she moaned. "Is this how you pack Heaven's tight little ass? Does she scream for you?" Wait; did she call Heaven a 'she'? That's progress! I choked out a non-response. I was getting enough air to breath but not enough vocal freedom to talk, and I had a feeling this was on purpose. "You don't need to answer that," she chuckled eerily. "I've heard reports of their sad little cries as they squirted all over you. You love it when you break their wills to you and this, oh, God, big cock, don't you?" The Chancellor leaned forward, her bra-covered breasts dangling tantalizingly close to my mouth, and rolled her hips so that her clit rubbed against my cock. "You hammer them, hammer them, and hammer them some more until their tight little bodies can't even crawl out of your bed. And you wanted to hammer me with this huge cock of yours; you wanted to make me sweat, make me cry out your name, you wanted to wreck me," she sneered. I reached up with my bound hands and lifted her grip off my throat. "Actually, I'm done. I want you out of my room," I growled back. Melrose's breast heaved and she glared down at me, angry but uncertain. "I was hoping there would be something intriguing about you but seriously, you are just, mediocre. Hell, Heaven is more of a woman than you are and that's kind of pathetic. I wasn't denigrating Heaven, who I cared about, but was using Doctor Bazz's prejudice against the bitch. "How dare you?" she muttered. She hadn't stopped humping me yet. "Get some plastic, a broom handle, I don't care, but get the hell off of me, you evil witch," I insisted. As a counterpoint to that, I began to thrust my cock deeper into her womb. "Ugh, ugh, no," she gasped. "You don't, tell me what, to do." Mel had now positioned her clit so that it received maximum impact with my pelvic bone. I flipped us over; even with her resistance, I was too strong for her. I pushed my bound hands down on her sternum, the fear of sexual frustration written large over her face and burning forth from her eyes. "I want Heaven back," I demanded. "Never," she growled. I began to withdraw my cock from her cunt. She whimpered and tried to hold me to her body by grabbing my shoulders in each hand. "Get off me," I insisted. "Get off of me. If you want some piece of meat between your thighs, go to an over-forties bar and pick up some Momma's Boy who will pop in less than fifteen seconds, then grovel at your feet for an hour like a worm. "It would be better than an immature punk like you," she struggled to insult me and my performance. I took three long strokes inside her, flexing my cock when it was at its deepest, thumping her G-spot each time. I could see tears of pleasure in her eyes. I tried to pull out the fourth time but she hooked her legs behind me and held my shoulders tight. "No," she persisted. "I am going to use you until I'm satisfied." Instead of wrestling with her, I pulled her up so that my hands cupped her ass, her arms remained around my shoulders, letting her kiss me, and her thighs and calves were wrapped around my waist. I bounced her up and down quickly, quickening her passion as each drop onto the fullness of my rod brought her closer to orgasm. "What?" she gasped, "Where are we, " "Outside, so that your security can see us," I explained evilly. "No!" she squeaked. "Heaven," I stated. She shook her head so I took two more steps to the cutback exit in the screens. "No, no," she insisted then as I took the next step. "Fine," she said in defeat, but hating me for it. "You can have her back for the short time she's still here," she seethed. "The Board will support my decision and that will be it for her, and probably the rest of you too." "Don't be bitter, Mel," I teased. "You've been good to me so I'm going to be good to you. How do you want it?" She glared at me so I continued talking as I walked us back to the bed. "You want to be slammed from behind, don't you? It is hard to get those girls you break down to do a convincing job of it, yet you miss being treated like a slut," I verbally prodded her. She'd gone over too fast to face down and ass sticking out for someone who didn't crave it. I gently lowered us down to the bed while keeping eye contact. "Take off your bra, then roll over on your hands and knees right here on the edge of the bed. She was torn; she had hold of me at the moment, but she really wanted to give me my grudge fuck. As she opened her shirt, I dove into her cleavage, kissing and licking. She purred hungrily even as she worked her shirt off and then her bra. While keeping up my torture of her breasts, I hooked her thighs with my hand and hiked up her legs until I had her splayed out, her knees pushed halfway to her breasts. I dove down to her muff and ravaged her clitoris and lips. Doctor Bazz squealed with surprise and pleasure. Right as my vaginal attention got to be too much for her, I yanked her ass over the edge, bent her farther over, and returned to chewing on her nipples. If she was upset that I wasn't immediately fucking her, she was doing a good job of hiding it. The next time I dove on her cunt, I kept my fingers on her engorged nipples, teasing to the point pleasure and pain collided. I tore up her cunt with a total disregard to patience and sensitivity. The Chancellor squealed, squirmed, and thrust against me without inhibition until she growled loud enough to bring any guards, had they been close enough. She hit her second spasm when I rushed one hand down to her twat and began to jackhammer two fingers inside her cunt, unrelentingly driving her eruption from crest to crest. When her eyes rolled back in her head, I released her, but only to move to my next stage. I'd promised her a good hard fucking after all. I took Melrose's hips and repositioned her so that she was face down, her knees on the edge of the bed and her legs dangling over. I knelt between her thighs and began licking her from clit to anus. A few passes into it, I sucked several of my fingers on one hand until they were really slick while working her cunt over with my other hand. I think she was a bit surprised when I pressed my first finger against her anus. As her sphincter gave way, Doctor Bazz finally spoke up. "Don't you dare," she moaned sensually. "Don't do this?" I teased her, as I sunk another half-inch into her rectum. "Oh, God, yes," she groaned like a wanton whore. I wiggled in a little farther; Melrose gasped and shook her big ass in my face. I pulled the finger, she whimpered in need, and I went back to assaulting her cunt with my tongue and teeth. "Put it back," she panted. "If I put it back, I'll have to use two fingers," I informed her. Mel coughed in response. I obliged her quiet acquiescence by teasing her anus once more. "Ugh, bastard," she grunted. It started out angry but transformed to sexual in mid-vocalization. I worked my two fingers in slowly, I didn't want her to scream and I'm basically not a sadist. I also ameliorated the pain by slipping my cock back into her cunt seconds later. I developed a slow rhythm, picking up the pace incrementally until she was really taken aback the moment I bottomed out in her womb, tickled her cervix, and twisted my two fingers 180 degrees in her anus. "Oh, God," she moaned. I began fishing through a list of affections until I found the one that bit - 'Gorgeous'. That word bit into her psyche and I decided to use it. "Oh, fuck, Gorgeous, you are so damn sexy," I whispered to her. Melrose coughed, then growled. I took the moment to lean on her back and cruelly grab a breast and begin to aggressively maul it. "Oh, God, yes!" she exulted heavily. "You are a filthy-minded, little, huge damn delinquent." "And you finally got me to ream you good, didn't you?" I responded. "Play, play all you like," she groaned, "but I know how to break you, now." 'Yes', I thought back, 'but I know you want something too.' About this time I was pretty sure there was no possible way I was getting away with this. I had fucking silk screen walls, for pity's sake. Chancellor Bazz was equally sobbing and cursing into my sheets. One second she was encouraging me to pound her harder, I obliged, and the next second she was telling me how good it felt. I will give her this much; the old bird had a lot of sexual frustration to work out and I was her instrument. Having this game go on and on certainly wasn't going to work so I had to figure out what I could do that I wasn't already doing and what would turn her on. I didn't like my answer. I reached down and took Melrose by the back of her head and pushed her face deeper into the bed. First she moaned louder and then her body started to tremble as she thrust back harder. When the suffocation set in, she struggled to rise but I was too strong and pressing her down with too much force. The Chancellor reached back from her vulnerable position and tried to push me off and remove my hand holding her head down. She became more and more frantic, undoubtedly fuelled by her own sense of rage upon the world and mirroring my own hatred of her as my motivation. Her last explosion of air was a scream into the bed. A fear-fueled orgasm overwhelmed her with her whole body going rigid, then lurching about. Now that I'd gotten her off, I let go of her neck, going so far as to grabbing her shoulder and pull her up for a desperate breath. I withdrew my fingers from her ass and my cock from her flooded cunt. Melrose lay boneless on the bed, dazed and incoherent. I put my fists on either side of her shoulders and leaned over my tormentor and victim. "You damn near killed me, you bastard," she moaned heatedly. "Was the orgasm worth it, knowing this might be the last thing you feel in this life?" I whispered to her. "Don't answer because your body told the story already. As much as you hate me, you loved putting everything on the line like that." "Shut up," she wheezed. "You know nothing, Child." "I know you are lying face-first, mostly naked, on my bed, freshly fucked, covered in sweat, my cock resting on your open, inviting ass with your legs spread wide for me, Doctor Bazz. I know I said that the next time we met I was going to fuck you like I owned you, and I think I've done that." "I am, going to, break, all of your girl, friends," Melrose ground out. "We will see who owns who when this is over, Mr. Braxton," she gasped once she'd finally calmed down and she could take an unlabored breath. As I slowly got off of her, she gave out one last sigh. "Remember your promise, Chancellor," I cautioned her. "I remember all kinds of things," she snapped back. Doctor Bazz resumed a standing position but was polite enough not to kick me when I helped her get her panties back on. "Let's not do this again," I cautioned the Chancellor. "If we do, I'm going to have to tie you up and abuse all three of your holes all weekend long." "The only 'next time' will be my last time using you," she growled. "You didn't let me finish, Mel. Next time, after I've got you warmed up, I'm handing you over to Rio who, trust me, will be a lot less compassionate than I am. Like you, she's got some anger issues to work through," I grinned. "Thank you for putting her back on my radar," she sneered back sweetly. "I'm not too worried, Mel," I replied. "You are a pretty smart woman. You know that with Rio, the pain and risk of permanent harm isn't just play. She'll be looking forward to making you beg for your life." The expectant smile she shot my way chilled the soul. God, can't you give me some not-so-crazy women to deal with? For once, he gave me a reply by way of a sudden insight: try not to solve every problem with my cock and appreciate the sane women who do spend time with me. Doctor Bazz moved past me so I gently stroked her ass. "Done?" she snarled while looking straight ahead. Her anger was betrayed by her hardening nipples. "Yes. And I apologize, Chancellor. I was only thinking about your arms bound behind your back while I pounded your cunt at the same time as Rio slammed you from behind," I said softly. She rotated her gaze to me, lust and hate warring across her countenance. "Every time we are alone together, Melrose," I breathed into the side of her face as I rubbed a hand down from her stomach to her crotch, "I am going to have to check out how wet you are." Her hand flashed down and stopped my progress. "Or would you rather I check you from behind?" I added as I ran a hand down her rump. "Fuck you," she sighed. "Is that an invitation?" I teased. This was killing me inside. "Just remember that next time, you are getting that dildo rammed up your ass." "Damn you," she seethed once more. "I have to go before security suspects something." Like they didn't all know precisely what had been going on? How dumb did she think they were? Without another word she strode out of my bedroom into the main area. "What have you found?" she questioned the guards. Of course they had found nothing damning. They had to be suspicious of all the TVs and computer stations without internet hook-ups but no one mentioned a thing. "This was a colossal waste of time," Melrose said in an exaggerated display. "Let's go." Doctor Bazz led the way down the stairs but stumbled on the first step. The last guard in line smirked at me. "Do you miss Dana much?" I inquired quietly. "And how," she rolled her eyes. "Tonight was a total bust. Anyone with half a brain knew you expected a raid tonight and would have everything stashed somewhere else. All this overtime is good for my paycheck but I'd kill for a good night's sleep." "Oh, you are preaching to the choir, ma'am," I chuckled, "preaching to the choir." I went back to my room and lay down. Sleep did not come easy. I knew that the Science Club's cameras had recorded the events of the past half hour; I just had to figure out what to do with them, besides get Heaven back. Rolling Off the Bottom I had grabbed a shower around 2:00 so I wasn't really surprised that a dozen feet came running up my steps at 6:15. I was barely able to prop myself up in the bed when Rio came storming in. "What's up, dude?" she said as she plopped down. "Planning to forgo cleanliness?" "I showered earlier," I told them. Valerie, Iona, Opal, Brandi and Barbie Lynn all came in and sat around me. Barbie Lynn was the first to clue in that something was off. "What's wrong, Honey?" she asked with concern. "My room was raided last night," I answered. It wasn't the total truth but I wasn't sure how I felt about my actions with the Chancellor the night before, much less how my friends would take it. "Well, you are still here so they didn't find anything, so what is it?" Opal prodded. "Ladies, can I keep this plan to myself?" I requested. "Of course," Iona responded. Sadly, she seemed to be the only one who appeared ready to let the situation lie. "Don't make us get all CSI on your ass," Rio teased. "You know we'll eventually figure it out so you might as well tell us." I studied her for a few seconds. "I ass-raped the Chancellor in order to get Heaven back," I told her in a dead-even tone. It was an empty joy to see that most of them realized too late they really didn't want to know after all. "What did she say?" Barbie Lynn came to my rescue. "Are we getting Heaven back?" "She promised me, and I have reason to believe she'll actually honor it," I replied. "Well, Rio finally kicked in, "How was she?" "Why do you think I took a shower earlier?" I pointed out. "I've never used sex that way and I pray it never happens again." "Don't beat yourself up over this," Brandi consoled me. "You did say that being young means you get to do stupid shit?" I don't recall using those exact words but still, "I think we can agree to not talk about this outside of this room," Opal added. "So do you know of any Thai Sexual Cleansing ritual that will help you get over last night?" Brandi grinned mischievously. I chuckled. "We'd love to help," Barbie Lynn chimed in. "Thank you, ladies," I smiled, "but I think I need to get my head on straight before diving back into the pleasurable side of this school. I need to know if I did the right thing or not." On that cheery note we all began to move toward the stairs and out into the world. In the stairwell Valerie cornered me, put a hand on my chest to impede my progress, and motioned to me that she had something to say. "From the discussion in the Chancellor's office Monday I get the feeling that Heaven is a girl-guy, shemale, what have you; right?" she started off. I nodded. "You clearly like girls but you are real close to Heaven; right?" Val continued. "Yes," I replied. "So you risked something you love, namely, the pleasure you derive from sex, to save her; right?" she prodded. "Yes," I sounded curious. "Then you did the right thing," she concluded. "Zane, I'd kill for the people I love and I imagine you would too. What's death compared to a little rough sex with an evil controlling bitch to get her to release someone as close to you as Heaven appears to be?" "Thanks, Valerie," I grinned. "My heart knows you are right but it is going to take my mind a while to accept that. I guess I'm over-thinking things." "Happens to the best of us," Valerie joked, then punched me in the arm. "Let's catch up with the others before Rio does something stupid, okay, does something more stupid than normal." We were halfway through breakfast when I noted a diminishing of noise from the south entrance of the hall. Being taller than the average female student, I was able to make out the cause of the disturbance. I catapulted out of my seat and raced for the lady at the door; I had the vague impression I wasn't alone. I rushed up within a few feet of Heaven, who had dropped her bags and looked at me with fear and expectation. I didn't want to overwhelm or embarrass her so I pulled up short to make sure the moment was special. I'm an idiot!! Rio slipped past me, grabbed Heaven's cheeks, and planted a deep kiss full of longing on MY GIRL's lips!! "Oh, Babycakes, I've missed you so much," Rio panted passionately to Heaven. "Ah, thanks, Rio," Heaven said, "but if you don't let go of me right now, I'm going to strangle you with your own intestines." Heaven untangled herself from Rio, shot a look my way, then rushed into Christina's arms. Rio smirked at me. The rest of Christina's crew swarmed around Heaven and rejoiced at her return. I took a step back to give them some room. I did note Chancellor Bazz glaring at me from the head table. I looked back to catch sight of Dana Gorman giving me a lopsided grin from the door Heaven had come through, a McDonald's bag in hand. I missed Heaven's arm slipping through her knot of friends and pulling me in. She pressed her body against me and looked up into my eyes. "I want you inside of me so bad," she whispered. Why can't a woman look at me and say "I've missed gazing into your eyes" or something romantic like that? "How about we get Heaven squared away in our room before Assembly?" Christina suggested. "We'll get her bags," Hope volunteered. "I'll come too," I joined in, but Chastity quickly put a hand up. "No, you don't," she smiled. "We'd like Heaven to actually get to Assembly." "There is no Assembly today," Iona pointed out. "Great, I can go straight to Zane's room," Heaven beamed. "I don't think we'll mind the company," Paige announced. I was suddenly left trying to figure out how she'd appeared next to me in this crowd, as well as how my arm ended up around her waist. "Holy Hell, Paige," I hissed. "You are going to give me a heart attack if you keep that up." "It isn't worth it unless you pay the price," she teased me. What the hell did that mean, 'pay the price'? Heaven balled up her fists and I was sure blood was about to be spilled. "Paige, we need to figure out what you are wearing to the party this weekend," Valerie intervened. "Party?" Paige sounded intrigued. Valerie edged Paige away and the situation defused. "Heaven, unpack," I began. "Iona, round up the Coach and get her to our place." "Barbie Lynn, could you and Alice watch over the door to make sure we aren't overwhelmed by non-freshmen?" Alice had been standing on the periphery and was clearly stunned that I was addressing her in this manner, but still rapidly nodded and looked to Barbie Lynn to gauge her perception of the request. Barbie Lynn gave her 'replacement' a smile and motioned Alice away from the group as well. "Alright, everyone," Doctor Larson spoke up, "finish breakfast and then back to your rooms. We are still under twenty-four hours of restricted travel so I do not expect to see any of you again until lunch. Please get about your business. Lastly, I expect some of you will be called before the Board of Directors to give testimony or receive a verdict on your status here; make yourself ready and presentable." "Mr. Braxton," Doctor Topaz Larson fixed me with a deadly eye, "that will require you to remain fully clothed most of the time. Do you understand?" "Of course, Doctor Larson; I'll do my best," I swore. "Sweet! That means I get to run around naked!" Rio exalted. "Ms. Talon, are you taking your anti-psychotic drugs?" Doctor Larson said deadpan. "Nope; I've been slipping them into the Chancellor's tea," Rio grinned all crazy-like. "Do you think anyone has noticed?" "If you want to take credit for the past two weeks, by all means do so," Topaz allowed. "I was looking for a cheap and sleazy way to be despised by everybody, she began, but I headed her off. "She'll stay in clothes and we'll make sure that all her pills are changed to suppositories. I know she won't miss any of those," I taunted my friend. "That may be for the best," Doctor Larson snorted disdainfully, but ruined it with a grin. She turned and strode back to the table. I wasn't sure which one of us the Chancellor hated more; Doctor Larson for keeping order or the rest of us for obeying. "Okay, I'm going to the bathroom. Heaven, can I hope to see you once you are squared away in your room?" I asked as I hugged her once more and headed away. I knew the questions would come soon enough. One aspect of a women's college that guys might not appreciate is that there are only stalls in girl's bathrooms, and since FFU has a grand total of two men's rooms on the entire campus (Administration and Athletics), I was always using a female facility. I was about to finish business, the standing-up kind, when my door rattled as someone tried to get in. "Excuse me?" I inquired. "Let me in," hissed my visitor. Since I clearly knew the voice, I zipped up and unlatched the door. She pushed in and latched the door behind her before pushing me down and straddling my lap. "You did, Heaven kissed me ", something." Kiss, kiss. "Christina says it had to be you who got me back." She went back to kissing me. "You are my girlfriend, Heaven. I don't know what I wouldn't do for you, Babe," I told her. She nestled into my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. "You make me feel so alive, Zane," Heaven related in a soft vulnerable tone. "Don't get all romantic on me," I teased her between light kisses on her lips. "I've got a whole bottle of Viagra showing up at noon and I need someone to work all that sexual energy out on,  and, okay, I missed you." She wiggled into a more snug fit in my lap. "Did you miss me more than Barbie Lynn, or Paige?" she teased. "They aren't you," I countered. I ran my right hand between us, worked up her skirt, and began rubbing her package, which was clearly straining against the strap-down. Heaven began moaning, then slowly rolling her body against mine. "Come on," she panted, "let's have a quickie." "Can't happen," I whispered. To prove my dedication to my statement, I ran my left hand around her hip, under her skirt, and to her covered ass. I pressed a finger between her ass cheeks until I pressed against her anus. Now I was massaging her front and back. "Oh, God, you bastard," she sobbed while she rocked back and forth. "We really need to get going, though," I sighed. "Bazz will send someone after us soon enough." "I, Gurr, I owe you, Zane," Heaven groaned. "You stood by me. Damn, you fought Gorman by yourself for me and somehow you got me back. I know I can be a horrible person but you've always looked past that and saw who I could be." "I could continue being a jack-ass and say that I looked past your horrible personality to that luscious ass but I think I'd rather remind you that I chose you to be my lover and no one else," I smiled at Heaven. "Your lover, she murmured happily. "And you are my bitch," she tacked on that bit from our sexual encounter in the Kappa Sigma closet hardly one week back. We still managed to stand up and get the door open before Ms. Marlowe came in quietly. She frowned at us while we grinned at her, cleaned our hands, and walked past her back to the Dining Hall. Restructuring We sat outside in the hall opposite the main Administrative conference room. There weren't a ton of us; the individual class presidents plus Heaven, Rio and myself. Christina and Rhaine shared the Senior Class spot. "Drink run," I volunteered. "Who wants what?" "Zane, if they call for you and you're gone, it will be big trouble," Christina pointed out. "If I stay here one more minute, I'll strip off my clothes, paint myself blue, and streak across campus," I grinned piratically. "Sprite," Heaven spoke up. A series of orders followed and I hurried off. Upon my return, I handed Rhaine (last in line) a Doctor Pepper, which caused her to give me an odd look. "I didn't ask for, she began muttering. "Nah, but I always see you drinking the stuff so I figured you could use one," I told her. "Ah, thank you," she responded with a cautious smile. "If it makes you horny then it was my idea too, Rhaine," Rio leaned forward so Rhaine could see her and smiled. "Is she hormonal, dropped on the head as a child, or what?" Simone Brady asked the group of us. She was the Junior Class President and nominally a Rhaine supporter. She'd asked for and received a Sunkist. "Tie me up in your room and we'll find out," Rio licked her lips at Simone. "Isn't that supposed to be the other way around?" Heaven quizzed Rio. "No; Simone looks like a slow learner and I don't want to scare her off on our first date," Rio leered. "Now you know what I went through," Rhaine explained to Simone, who sniffed in derision. "Hey, I don't know this crazy woman at all but even I can tell she's playing with you two," Hannah Cartwright, Sophomore Class President, rolled her eyes. "How about we all try to remember we are all here to save our school?" Christina interrupted. The conversation had died down to nothing when Rio nudged me. "There's this old guy coming down the hallway and he looks like he knows you," she whispered. I looked up and my heart nearly stopped. I'd fucked up even worse than I thought. "Uncle Josh," I said weakly, as I stood and faced him. "Dude, I thought you said your family was dead," Rio continued. "Technically, that would be true," the old man rumbled, "and you would be Rio Talon. I'm Joshua Coppersmith, old family acquaintance and the Braxton family executor." "The last time I saw you I was being placed on a plane to Thailand," I stated somewhat bitterly. "It was part of your father's will, Zane. He was my boss and the son of a friend so I owed it to him to trust his judgment concerning his only child," Uncle Josh explained. "I recall wanting to stay with you," I reminded him. I recalled crying a river of tears, hoping to stay. I actually knew who Josh was, where Tim and Jill were virtual unknowns. "A normal life is not allowed for everyone," Christina spoke up; "Past battles and all." I hate being beaten with my own words. "That was one of your father's favorite sayings," Uncle Josh said. "I am glad to see you living by it. Thank you, Ms. Buchanan." She nodded politely. "Who is this old geezer again?" Rio interjected. "He was a close personal friend of my grandfather. They turned the company from a tired little mining concern to something a bit more. He mentored my father and they worked side-by-side when granddad died. Now he sort of runs thing until I inherit," I outlined. "That is somewhat correct but not why I'm here. I could hardly miss the past week's activities here at Freedom Fellowship University. As the child of Victor and Jenna Braxton, I owed it to them both to let Zane sink or swim on his own. As the future head of the corporation I work for, I need to make sure he doesn't end up in prison," Josh clarified. "Dude," Rio scoffed, then came to my side, "your boy went to jail last week. Where were you then?" "Ms. Talon, I do not have spies watching his every move. By the time I became aware of the matter, it had been resolved," my pseudo-Uncle responded. "I seriously suggest you get a 'minder' for Zane," Hannah Cartwright weighed in. "He's a real nutjob." That assessment would have angered me more had I not seen everyone nod in agreement. Instead, I went for the redirect. "You've been in contact with Aunt Jill?" As far as I knew, Jill despised every aspect of my Dad's life. "Zane, Jill has never handled more than two hundred dollars her entire life; of course I'm keeping an eye on her, and you," Josh stared at me. "I carefully monitor both yours and her finances." "Seriously?" Christina asked skeptically. "He bought a warehouse full of furniture and that didn't appear to you to be frivolous?" "Frivolous would be renting a private jet and a penthouse for a weekend in Las Vegas. Since Zane can't use eight sofas, I made the educated guess he was buying them to help out his dorm mates," Josh countered. "It is a pleasure to meet you, sir. I'm Rhaine Ritchie, Senior Class President," Rhaine jumped in. "I am curious as to your purpose here. Are you here to take Zane away or are you going to help him stay here?" "President Presumptive," Heaven growled. "That's good to know," Josh nodded, "and I'm here to represent the corporation's interests, in this case, avoiding embarrassment to the company's executive branch." "If you want an embarrassment, you don't need to go any further than Heaven," Rhaine insinuated. "She's my transgender girlfriend and we have rocking sex," I blurted out to preempt Rhaine. Heaven's eyes flew open; Joshua looked totally nonplussed. "Did you buy her in a Manila slum?" Josh asked me dryly. "Ahh, no?" I stammered. "Oh, that's alright, then," Uncle Josh mused. "I mean, once I had to fly a fourteen-year-old Tanzanian princess back to her home and explain to her parents why she and Victor weren't really married." He looked at Heaven, "Besides, she's clearly an adult and we could do far worse with photo opportunities." "His father dated his share of actresses and models before he settled down and I have every reason to believe Zane will be just as much trouble before some woman steals his heart and reins him in," Uncle Joshua related. "Too late," Rio snickered, but I cut her off with a painful elbow to the ribs. "Ow!" "That would be me," Christina stood and declared proudly. Josh looked her over. "Little lady, I hope you have patience, iron resolve, and the will to exert them both in equal measure," he informed her. "I am not sure I want him yet," Christina retorted. "Ah, then you are intelligent as well," Josh smiled. "Please make sure that if you do marry, you don't murder him until you have a child. Otherwise, the inheritance will be a bear. I like Jill but she comes from a family of nitwits," Josh continued. "That won't be a problem," Rio grinned evilly. "Zane's adopted a daughter since coming to FFU." "Iona is not my daughter," I snarled at Rio, "but I could do worse than making her my heir." Instead of being shocked, Josh rolled his shoulders. "I'll get the paperwork to you next week." "Are you sure you want to do that to Ms. Beckett?" Christina asked me. "Who else would be saint enough to deal with Rio if I was gone?" I explained. "Just for that, you get to wear the ball-gag and restraints next time," Rio warned me. "Mr. Coppersmith?" an attendant from the Board meeting asked when she poked her head out of the conference room. Her eyes flitted from me to my 'Uncle', locking on him. He nodded and followed her into the room. "Umm, he looks like my first husband," Rio mused. "I'm sure his wife, children, and grandchildren will take to that without protest," I joked. "Fine; I'll settle for being his mistress," Rio sulked. The Inquisition "Okay, I am missing something," Rhaine spoke up. "What is going on, Zane? Now that you know Heaven is a guy, how can the two of you still be going out together? You are not gay." "Rhaine, I already knew about Heaven before we actually had intercourse, though I admit to being attracted to her before then," I responded. "But, he's a guy. What do you do?" Rhaine wondered out loud with a quizzical look on her face. "Rhaine," Christina chimed in, "what kind of sex do you think Zane has been having with all the women he takes to bed? He's not taking their virginity, after all." "Oh, that's sick!" Simone declared. "Simone, have you ever had anal sex?" Rio grumbled. "God, no, that's gross," Simone said indignantly. "So what was it like when you walked the Dolorosa?" Rio queried. I was pretty stunned Rio even knew what the path that Jesus took to Golgotha was called. "What? I've never been to Israel," Simone answered. "I bet you'd like to go and I'd bet you think you'd like it," Rio grinned. "Yes, I would want to go, and I know it would be spiritual, but this has nothing to do with homosexuality being wrong," Simone struck back. "Listen, you stuck up bitch," Rio kept grinning, "Jesus was a pretty smart Son of God so we would assume if something was really important to him, he'd have brought it up before the Romans gakked him. Seriously, how long does it take to say 'homosexuality is wrong; no more butt-sex'?" Rio beamed vile unpleasantness at Simone. "You are an immoral soul," Rhaine jumped in. "If that is how you want to describe someone who is honest, fearless, and who thinks for themselves, then I guess Rio and I are both immoral souls," I defended my best buddy. "Count me in," Christina raised her hand. "Me, too," Hannah and Heaven joined in our little heresy. "Hannah, how can you go down the same way they are?" Rhaine complained. "Heaven is gay and Christina has lied for her since the beginning; Rio is a criminal; and Zane is, a boy." "Listen, Rhaine, I don't claim to understand what is going on with Heaven and Zane but I figure if God is pissed, he'll let them know," Hannah stated. "In the past two weeks, short of dodging you and your enforcers, I haven't known Rio to do anything wrong. She's served her time so we should forgive her and give her a chance. St Paul started out persecuting early Christians before he saw the light. What would have happened if Jesus hadn't given him a second chance?" Hannah sighed. "How could I do less?" "And Zane, face it, he's eye-candy, and I've got a list of ten different things I want to do with him when my time to have him for Handmaiden's Duty comes up," she finished with a grin. "Just once I'd like to have a girl here tell me I'm smart, or funny, or that I have a nice personality," I griped. "But No, it is always 'he's got a fifteen inch cock as thick as his forearm; he can screw for two hours straight; or that I have a prehensile tongue that can tickle the ovaries and bring a girl to multiple orgasms." Simone and Hannah's eyes grew larger as my gross exaggerations persisted. "It's not fifteen inches long," countered Rhaine decisively. Simone missed it. "How do you know how big it is?" Hannah clearly didn't. "I, Rhaine choked. "I was coming out of the shower when Rhaine, Joy Jefferson, and Mercy Chaplain intercepted me. My towel accidently fell off and she got a brief view," I volunteered. Rhaine's look of surprise became one of veiled thanks. "Because it wasn't like Rhaine wanted that massive piece of meat rubbing between her legs until she cried out in ecstasy or anything like that," Rio teased. "That's enough," I cautioned Rio, and put an arm around her waist to pull her in. That calmed things down until we were all called into the meeting. Uncle Josh was sitting against the near wall. Against the North wall sat Ms. Lane and a dark-haired fortyish woman with reading glasses I didn't recognize. They both were taking notes. On the South Wall sat a different woman, early thirties with short black hair and what I could best describe as a casual lethality. Both new women looked over us newcomers but lingered on Christina, Heaven, and myself. Looking at the eight men on the Board of Directors was rather anticlimactic comparatively. "Ms. Ritchie and Buchanan, we have decided to uphold Chancellor Bazz's decision to annul the last election of Senior Class President. The matter will be decided during Freshman elections in October. We find both of your behavior to date this semester to be deplorable and a sad example to your fellow seniors. Do you have any comments? Ms. Buchanan?" "Directors, what do we do if the Chancellor once again annuls the elections?" Christina asked. "You appeal the action to the new Vice-Chancellor, Doctor Victoria Scarlett," the head of the board directed our attention to the woman sitting with Ms. Lane. As if my life wasn't hell already. "Oh, you would so do her," Rio whispered to me with her insane grin. I was so busy praying that no one heard her that I missed Simone being read the riot act next. She'd be facing re-election in a few weeks too, a fact she was distinctly upset by. Hannah was given the same news but her reaction was to flick her hair over one shoulder and give a bored sigh. "What was that, Ms. Cartwright?" the Head Director grilled her. "Reverence, Purity, Integrity, this is what our school supposedly stands for," Hannah faced the man down. "I can vote and fight for my country but you are treating us like children, Sir. The Chancellor was wrong and we fought back against her tyranny because that was the only choice our Christian moral code left us." "It is hardly Christian to physically attack your fellow students, Ms. Cartwright," he shot back. "I didn't tell any of my class to attack anyone but I admit that I punched two girls who I knew attacked other students," she admitted. "I figured it was time for a little Old Testament 'Wrath of the Israelites' kind of thing." "Your intransience is not encouraging," a different man on the board stated. "I apologize, Sir. I was hoping my love of justice would not be misunderstood," she sighed. "Hannah, I'm voting for you as my class president," Rio leaned forward and addressed Hannah. "You can't, Rio; you are a freshman and I'm a sophomore," Hannah grinned back at her. As far as I could tell, this was the most either had ever said to the other. "Obviously you've never heard of gerrymandering and ballot box stuffing," Rio snickered. "This is neither the time to joke nor a subject to joke about, Ms. Talon," the Chairman said crossly. "Sorry, Sir," Rio beamed. "I wasn't trying to be frivolous; elections are a good thing. I'm all for seeing more of the girls here, to see them get excited and come together for their mutual enjoyment, I swear I do." While that seemed to satisfy the Board, Hannah had to look down at her lap and Heaven developed a sudden coughing fit. "Um, um, Vickers, umm, you represent quite a quandary. We suspect you lied on your application to this school three years ago and you absolutely understood you would not have been admitted if you had been honest with us," the Chairman of the Board declared. Heaven shivered so I took one of her hands while Christina took the other. Our motions were noted but I doubt the three of us cared. "Now, Vickers, we could deal with this matter if you would submit to a medical examination," he continued. "Why?" Christina replied. "Is every other applicant to this school required to do the same?" "No other student has their gender called into question," a third board member informed us. "She is not going to go along with this blatantly discriminatory policy," Christina retorted. "If I may," Doctor Scarlett raised her hand. After a moment the Chairman nodded. "Mr. Braxton, as a man and someone with a confessed familiarity with Heaven Vickers, would you assert that said person is a woman?" "She's more than woman enough for me," I quickly answered. "Since it is clear that I have the lowest moral threshold in this room, it isn't going to make anyone think less of me if I attest that I've seen Heaven naked and she's got all the girlie parts I like," Rio threw her soul into the struggle. Heaven virtually froze up at that declaration. "Are, are you saying that you've seen Umm, Vickers naked?" the second director stuttered. "Dude," Rio scoffed, "we have communal showers here. Seeing a girl naked is hardly a rare occurrence. Since you seem like a kindred kinky soul, I'll let you know that I've seen Heaven under the sheets and I can give that body my pseudo-lesbian seal of approval." "Have you had homosexual relations?" the Chairman gasped. "With Heaven, definitely not," Rio swore with an upraised hand. "As for anyone else, what does it matter?" she joked. "You already think I'm a whore." "You should watch your language," the third director warned Rio. I put my hand on her stomach to hold her back from saying something that would only make it worse for her. "To the bitter end," she winked at me. "To the bitter end," I smirked back. She was taking one for the team; drawing off the discussion about Heaven by shocking the Board. Unfortunately, I wasn't alone in seeing that. "Mr. Chairman," Doctor Scarlett addressed the Head of the Board, "perhaps we could return to the agenda if you want to stay on schedule." "Very well," the man allowed. "Umm, Vickers, this matter isn't over but since we do not have conclusive proof about your gender, your application will remain under review." "Thank you," Heaven replied softly. "Don't thank us," the man spat. "Your deviancy will reveal itself soon enough. Evil can never hide from God's Truth." "God is with us," I glowered back. I wasn't winning any friends on the far side of the table. "Your time is coming, Mr. Braxton," the Chairman retorted. "Ms. Talon, we find it miraculous that you haven't racked up more infractions in your short time here. Now, your parents and this board agreed, upon your admittance, that you would live with the strictest discipline and you've attempted every trick in the book to circumvent those intentions." "They did this to me on purpose," Rio moaned over the revelation of her parents' role in events. They'd given the Chancellor and Dana Gorman carte blanche in dealing with Rio. "Nothing has changed," I whispered to Rio. She turned and looked at me with tear-brimmed eyes. She nodded once in understanding. "A special guardian will be assigned to see to your physical and spiritual security," he continued. "Who?" Rio questioned quietly. "Administration will decide on who is most appropriate," he responded snidely. "Now for Mr. Braxton." "I would like to say how much we appreciate you ladies and gentlemen taking time out of your busy schedules to deal with matters here today," I interrupted. I earned several glares for my effort. "Mr. Braxton, you are an unfortunate aberration that should never have been allowed to happen. All disruptions that have happened in the past few weeks can be laid at your feet," he opened with. I raised my hand. The man opened his mouth to continue but seemed annoyed with my gesture. "Yes, Mr. Braxton?" "Sir, how did you come to this conclusion? I'm one guy, and a freshman at that," I countered. "You are the man, of course," the Chairman snorted. "It is only natural that the women of this campus would follow your masculine authority no matter how unfounded and perverse." Wait, did he just call every woman in this room mindless sheep? "Still, we are caught in the same quandary that left you here in the first place. Since we have already isolated you in a Solarium, you will also be assigned a guardian," he grumbled. "Oh, okay," I shrugged. "What happens to Dana Gorman?" "Ms. Gorman has been terminated," he shrugged back. "But it wasn't her fault. I'm no fan; she did knock me out during a practice session once after all," I pointed out. "She is good for this school, though." "We have a new Head of Security and the Athletics Department is being suspended for the rest of the semester," the Chairman informed us. "That would be the neo-fascist in black at the end of the table," I directed my attention to the lone woman on the south end of the table. "Ending our sports programs would be a serious mistake for the morale of the school. Ms. Gorman has done a bang-up job and it would show real concern for the students at this school if you would keep her on as Athletics Dean." "Ask around to any of the hundreds of students who participate; ask Rhaine, she's worked closely with the Coach before," I begged. I had no idea which way Rhaine would jump but she was the only trump I had to play. The big guy didn't seem inclined to listen to Rhaine but that didn't stop her. "Coach Gorman gives every girl an active outlet for our energy," Rhaine volunteered. "She also allowed the reliable elements of the student body to aid with security. It was a shame that Zane's masculinity unbalanced the school populace; the student body does not blame her for what Zane and Christina did." "She should hardly be rewarded for such a catastrophic loss of control," the second director stated. "Reinstating Coach Gorman as Athletics Dean would save us the need for creating new creative programs to provide for the physical well-being of the girls," Doctor Scarlett suggested. "This is a matter for the Board to discuss," the Chairman announced. "You students are released to return to your dorms. Thank you for your attendance. Mr. Braxton and Ms. Talon, you will be assigned your guardians before you arrive at breakfast tomorrow." We took that as our clue to leave. We made it out of the room and almost out of the building. "A moment, Mr. Braxton, Ms. Buchanan," the short-haired woman called out. I turned and met her while the rest of the group slowed down behind me as we started to exit the building. "I'm Gabrielle Black, your new Head of Campus Security. I thought it was important to meet you before classes formally resume." She stepped up and shook Christina's and my hand while we studied her. "You may call me Zane," I offered. "I hope this means we are getting off on the right foot despite that whole neo-fascist thing." "I don't see any panty lines 'Gestapo' Black," Rio interjected herself. "Have you gone commando today?" "I usually make someone earn the right to find out, Ms. Talon," she gave Rio a shark-like grin. "I really don't see how that is relevant and I really don't want to know," Hannah spoke up. "Come on, Zane," Rio persisted, "give it a shot." "Hannah doesn't want to go there so why don't we say good-bye to the nice lady and go," I responded. "What exactly is Ms. Talon asking for?" Ms. Black inquired. "Apparently Zane has a thing for figuring out women and woman's lingerie," Christina said with a degree of caution. "I hope Ms. Cartwright will forgive me but I'd like to test this little trick," Gabrielle requested. "If Hannah doesn't mind," I asked the sophomore class President (sort of). She nodded so I looked to Gabrielle. "Give me a second," I requested. "What's wrong, Zane?" Rio wondered when I didn't immediately start reeling off the facts. "She's good at lying," I informed the group, "but, " "But?" Gabrielle smirked. "Lycra, form-fitting, probably a custom job, dull black, and I guess, with some sort of synthetic weave," I stumbled along. "I've never seen anything precisely like it." "I have," Simone muttered. "A woman in the Presidential Detail for the Secret Service talked about having o

Des and the teams break up the week's big news. Including: the dispute between Holyrood and Westminster over the bill for Trump's visit to Scotland, a heist at the Louvre Museum in Paris, changes to some of the nation's favorite biscuits, a new threat to Scotland's green spaces, late-night talk show host Jimmy Fallon's visit to Royal Deeside and more. Lead Writer: Elaine Malcolmson Additional material: Chris Ballard, Jennifer Walker, Barry Dunstall, Archie Keen, Nathan Cowley, Gregor Paton, Mike Shephard, Cooper Mawhinney Sweryt, Rebecca Bain & Alex Garrick Wright, Duane Roft and Jon Paisley.Producer: Chris Quilietti Senior Producer: Lauren Mackay Series Producer: David Flynn Researcher: Jodie White Script Editor: Keiron NicholsonAn Eco-Audio certified Production.

It's another Bourbon Boos review, and this week Clifton braves one of the strangest bottles yet — Buchanan's Pineapple “Spirit Drink.”

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10/23/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4273 Thu, 23 Oct 2025 17:30:06 +0000 kgIOho36sz6ac6zRDeG016G300UCzkCe music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/23/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

Mid-Buchanan Softball coach Regan Nash-Archdekin & Senior Danika Black to the media after Tuesday nights Class 2 District 7 Championship win vs Lathrop.

For decades, Pennsylvania has served as a key energy battleground and, in some ways, a harbinger for the challenges the energy industry will face years down the line. On this episode of Alternative Power Plays, Buchanan's Alan Seltzer and John Povilaitis are joined by Andy Tubbs, President and CEO of the Energy Association of Pennsylvania, or EAP for short.EAP is a trade association that represents and promotes the interests of regulated electric and natural gas distribution companies operating in Pennsylvania. Tubbs has extensive background in the regulation of utilities, policy and strategy, legislative affairs, and utility operations. He spearheads EAP's initiatives to advocate for the energy industry and strengthen collaboration among policymakers, regulators and utility providers. During the discussion, the trio discuss the challenges facing Pennsylvania's jurisdictional electric and gas utilities, whether new electric utility legislation is needed, what the future of solar could look like in the Commonwealth, and much more.To learn more about EAP, visit: https://www.energypa.org/ To learn more about Alan Seltzer, visit: https://www.bipc.com/alan-seltzerTo learn more about John Povilaitis, visit: ⁠https://www.bipc.com/john-povilaitis

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10/20/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 5021 Tue, 21 Oct 2025 16:13:17 +0000 e39cyhErfMS32keLPmLgvmkFDgLvJsEI music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/20/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

Olin joins Louie inside the Charles Schwab Studio. Recap Texas A&M's win over Arkansas, look ahead to the Aggies' trip to Death Valley to face LSU, and share thoughts and predictions for that matchup. They also discuss Mike Elko's impact, Missouri Football, and the potential for A&M to reach the 10-win mark this season. In our Community Spotlight, the United Way of the Brazos Valley joins us to talk about the 7th Annual Brazos Valley Gives event happening today, October 21, 2025, as well as their upcoming fundraiser, “Pizza With a Purpose,” on October 30. They're also joined by the Brazos Valley Council on Alcohol and Substance Abuse (BVCASA) to share details about their organization and highlight their upcoming community events. 

10/15/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4696 Mon, 20 Oct 2025 16:56:24 +0000 HuHSf1NHy4p3DPoiwEX1PNIg5DcdK4He music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/15/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

In today's news: More Berrien County municipalities are taking a look at a potential ballot proposal that could be considered by Michigan voters next year and warning its approval would be a bad idea. The Berrien County Sheriff's Department is entering into a partnership with Corewell Health and Harbortown Treatment Center to provide opioid addiction treatment to inmates at the Berrien County Jail as part of the department's new MAT program. The city of Buchanan's $19 million downtown infrastructure project is almost finished, and the community is getting ready to celebrate. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

What happens when one of the most respected minds in women's basketball returns home to build something historic? You get the incredible story of Coach Damitria “Coach D” Buchanan — a proud Houston native, visionary recruiter, and leader on a mission to bring the H-Town heat back to the hardwood.From her roots in Houston's basketball culture to her rise as one of the sharpest assistants in the college game, Coach D's story is built on faith, fire, and fearlessness. Now, after 14 years of coaching success, she's back where it all started — ready to lead the University of Houston Women's Basketball program into a new era in the Big 12.Growing up during the days of the Houston Comets and Rockets dynasties, Coach D's path to basketball wasn't typical. She was a musician first — until seventh grade, when a basketball and a spark of curiosity changed everything.At 6'3”, she became a defensive powerhouse in Texas AAU basketball, eventually earning a scholarship to Texas A&M, where she helped lay the foundation for the Aggies' championship culture. Though she graduated a year before the team's 2011 NCAA title, her fingerprints are all over that winning legacy.Coach D's coaching résumé is a masterclass in grit. From Stephen F. Austin to Auburn, and now back home in Houston, she's built programs that reflect her signature — energy, empathy, and excellence.“Basketball has taught me resilience,” she says. “You don't get everything right the first time, but you grow through every challenge.”Her coaching philosophy centers on relationships — creating space for players to be competitive and confident, tough and authentic.With Houston's move to the Big 12, the competition is fierce — but so is the opportunity. Coach D knows the city's overflowing talent pool could make the Cougars unstoppable.“If we can get Houston kids to stay home, we'll be dangerous. We've got the resources, the facilities, and the family atmosphere to compete with anybody.”From the Jordan Brand partnership to a deep community connection, Houston is more than a basketball program — it's a movement. And Coach D is leading the charge to make H-Town hoops electric again.Away from the sidelines, Coach D is every bit as authentic. She's passionate about mentoring young women, championing diversity in sports, and representing her city with pride. She wants the world to know that Houston basketball — and HBCU-bred excellence — belongs on the national stage.Her message to the city: “There are 4 million people here. If we can get 10,000 of them in the building, we can change the game.”Coach D isn't just coaching for wins — she's building a legacy. Her goal: turn the University of Houston into a perennial powerhouse and create opportunities for the next generation of women who love the game.

In today's news: More Berrien County municipalities are taking a look at a potential ballot proposal that could be considered by Michigan voters next year and warning its approval would be a bad idea. The Berrien County Sheriff's Department is entering into a partnership with Corewell Health and Harbortown Treatment Center to provide opioid addiction treatment to inmates at the Berrien County Jail as part of the department's new MAT program. The city of Buchanan's $19 million downtown infrastructure project is almost finished, and the community is getting ready to celebrate. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Today's guest is a Minneapolis-based writer and director whose works include Rideshare, Lucid Dreams, See You Soon, and the acclaimed feature film, BLACK in Minneapolis. A recipient of the 2020 McKnight Media Artist Fellowship and a 2022 Catalyst Story Institute alum, he started his career in documentary filmmaking when he was 14 years old, with many of his stories revolving around social justice. At 15, he won the Screenlabs Challenge Audience Award at the Screenwriters' Workshop. At 20, he worked on his first commercial project, where he learned about the craft of lighting. Today, he continues to work as a creative director for his production company, We-Co Films, and more recently as the author of a debut novel, N57. It is my pleasure to introduce David J. Buchanan to the show. Find more information about the author at davidjbuchanan.com

The legendary jazz saxophonist and flutist James Moody was born in Savannah, Georgia in 1925. This week on Echoes of Indiana Avenue, we'll celebrate the 100th anniversary of Moody's birth by listening to his work with the jazz masters of Indiana Avenue.  Moody gave many performances on the Avenue, appearing at the Sunset Terrace in 1952, 1956, and 1957. He also recorded with legendary Avenue musicians, including Larry Ridley, Slide Hampton, Freddie Hubbard, and J.J. Johnson. But Moody's connection to the Avenue goes even deeper — his father James Moody Sr. lived in Naptown for decades. Moody Sr. was a trumpet player and bandleader. Moody Sr. played with local bands, including Bob Womack's Bob Cats, Buchanan's Dance-A-Pators, and the Showboat Orchestra. Moody Sr. lived near the Avenue and played in neighborhood venues like the Defense Worker's Social Club.  Join us for music from the saxophonist and flutist James Moody — including rare, unreleased live recordings of Moody performing with the legendary Naptown jazz drummer Larry Clark.

Life doesn't always play nice. Plans fall apart, bad news lands, and it can feel like you've been left to figure it out alone. In this kickoff episode, Sue Buchanan talks about what to do under the circumstances—how to be honest about the mess, make room for grief, and still move forward with hope. No churchy jargon, no quick fixes—just a real conversation about carrying heavy things without being crushed by them.

10/14/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4643 Wed, 15 Oct 2025 13:54:26 +0000 Gxs1sCGvrlZKRJHWpc0p6tdELDlpVe8j music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/14/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

On Tuesday's Daily Clone with Jake Brend, T.J. Otzelberger explains how Nate Heise has stepped up in fall practices as a leader, Heise talks about his confidence from three heading into 2025-26. Then Otzelberger says what makes Blake Buchanan a good in Ames and talks about how Friday's exhibition will be good for the team. Presented by Whiskey River in the Northwest Bank Studios. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

10/10/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 5211 Tue, 14 Oct 2025 14:41:03 +0000 VxwdWPWpsSRrpmvuHFdmx72yd6awlk9X music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/10/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

10/13/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4778 Tue, 14 Oct 2025 16:03:46 +0000 fAimGDoJm0GeAYfw85V2zJEFPNCbxiO0 music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/13/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2

We last sat down with Bruce Buchanan in late 2019 — at the time, Rokt was in hyper-growth, having just raced through the US$100 million revenue mark. The business was laser-focused on the transaction moment — unlocking its potential for merchants, advertisers, and consumers alike.In the six years since, Rokt's revenue has grown more than eightfold. The company is now strongly profitable and has built on its original insight  - the power of relevancy.Bruce and his team have transitioned the business to a suite of AL powered  products and with each new capability deepened e-commerce partner stickiness, expanded both sides of the network, and delivered greater returns for merchants and advertisers.This episode dives into Rokt's next chapter of growth, and the role it is playing as a neutral, trusted intermediary for first-party data, how the business is positioned to become an intelligence layer for ecommerce in a world mthat is seeing real time technological change with the rise and capability of AI agents. Just as importantly, we'll discuss what the last six years have revealed about Rokt's culture, and how Bruce has leaned into the hard decisions needed to scale the business for the long term.Without doubt, this period has cemented Bruce Buchanan as one of Australia's greatentrepreneurs and leaders. And yet, the story is still being written.

Feeling like giving up on your novel?Don't. In this episode, I talk with fantasy author Bruce Buchanan about how he went from years of false starts to giving up entirely to finally publishing his debut novel, The Blacksmith's Boy. Bruce shares what finally broke through his mental blocks, how community kept him going, and the role of process in quieting doubt and imposter syndrome. If you're struggling to finish, this one's full of encouragement and practical tips!Timestamps 00:00 Overcoming the First Manuscript Hurdle 00:30 Welcome to Write It Scared 01:31 Bruce's Journey from Journalist to Fantasy Author 03:36 Writing Process + Challenges 09:44 The Blacksmith's Boy 15:18 What's Next for Bruce 18:58 Community + Publication Path 27:23 Battling Imposter Syndrome 29:10 Final EncouragementLinkshttps://brucebuchananauthor.com/Have a comment or idea about the show? Send me a direct text! Love to hear from you.Support the show To become a supporter of the show, click here!To get in touch with Stacy: Email: Stacy@writeitscared.co https://www.writeitscared.co/wis https://www.instagram.com/writeitscared/ Take advantage of these Free Resources From Write It Scared: Download Your Free Novel Planning and Drafting Quick Start Guide Download Your Free Guide to Remove Creative Blocks and Work Through Fears

Runnin’ down the show: Bob “Bubba” Buchanan in the house Hurray for Openin’Day! Deer, ducks and geese online // Regional Roundup: Buchanan’s south Sound street cred, snow in the mountains and healthy river levels. // The BeauMac TECH Line: Bob Buchanan’s winter crab and squid tech, tips and tricks! // Picks of the week: October river openers and huntin’ season! Puppies! 

President Trump heads to Israel to celebrate the return of all hostages and speak on the historic peace deal in Gaza. The Nobel Peace Prize recipient dedicates her award to President Trump. We have the latest polling from the best in the business. Robert Cahaly of the Trafalgar Group is with us as well as Brent Buchanan of Cygnal polling. As the Virginia Gubernatorial race draws closer. Republicans are poised to win the entire ticket. Abigail Spanberger has not distanced herself from Jay Jones because she cannot afford to lose the black voters he brings. Winsome Earle-Sears pushed Spanberger on the demented text messages last night in the debate. Spanberger denounced the texts but didn't call for Jones to drop out. Buchanan has the latest polling data on the full ticket in Virginia and Republicans are poised to win. As for New Jersey, Jack Ciattarelli has all the momentum as polls show him and Mikie Sherrill in a tie. Sherrill is getting bombarded with bad press about her scandal in the Navy and her stock trading habits while serving in Congress. Buchanan urges Republicans to donate across the country in races like this to get our candidates over the finish line and beat the Democrats at the ballot box. Featuring: Robert Cahaly Chief Pollster | Trafalgar Group https://www.thetrafalgargroup.org/ Brent Buchanan President & Founder | Cygnal Polling https://www.cygn.al/ Today's show is sponsored by: Masa Chips You're probably watching the Sean Spicer Show right now and thinking “hmm, I wish I had something healthy and satisfying to snack on…” Well Masa Chips are exactly what you are looking for. Big corporations use cheap nasty seed oils that can cause inflammation and health issues. Masa cut out all the bad stuff and created a tortilla chip with just 3 ingredients: organic nixtamalized corn, sea salt, and 100 percent grass-fed beef tallow. Snacking on MASA chips feels different—you feel satisfied, light, and energetic, with no crash, bloat, or sluggishness. So head to https://MASAChips.com/SEAN to get  25% off your first order. Delta Rescue Delta Rescue is one the largest no-kill animal sanctuaries. Leo Grillo is on a mission to help all abandoned, malnourished, hurt or suffering animals. He relies solely on contributions from people like you and me. If you want to help Leo to continue his mission of running one of the best care-for-life animal sanctuaries in the country please visit Delta Rescue at: https://deltarescue.org/ ------------------------------------------------------------- 1️⃣ Subscribe and ring the bell for new videos: https://youtube.com/seanmspicer?sub_confirmation=1 2️⃣ Become a part of The Sean Spicer Show community: https://www.seanspicer.com/ 3️⃣ Listen to the full audio show on all platforms: Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-sean-spicer-show/id1701280578 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/32od2cKHBAjhMBd9XntcUd iHeart: https://www.iheart.com/podcast/269-the-sean-spicer-show-120471641/ 4️⃣ Stay in touch with Sean on social media: Facebook: https://facebook.com/seanmspicer Twitter: https://twitter.com/seanspicer Instagram: https://instagram.com/seanmspicer/ 5️⃣ Follow The Sean Spicer Show on social media: Facebook: https://facebook.com/seanspicershow Twitter: https://twitter.com/seanspicershow Instagram: https://instagram.com/seanspicershow Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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10/9/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 5253 Fri, 10 Oct 2025 17:20:49 +0000 EUYLv55AO3EJ83dkmhywxbgQhC7Y5HuL music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/9/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2F

It's not easy installing and maintaining an ATM or ITM. It takes a large team to handle the installation, software configuration, security and many other factors. As a result, many financial institutions are outsourcing these tasks to other vendors who provide professional ATM services.In today's episode of the Bank Customer Experience podcast, Jeshua Buchanan, director of fintech solutions at Cook Solutions Group and Wade Fieber, director of strategic verticals at Cook Solutions Group joined Bradley Cooper, editor of ATM Marketplace, to discuss what professional services entail for banks.During the podcast, Fieber and Buchanan discussed how professional services can help with both initial and ongoing ATM services including:ITM deployment.Server migrations.Check-imaging solutions.Testing software and products.Fieber and Buchanan also spoke on how Cook Solutions Group provides ongoing marketing support for ATMs through its Professional Services Team, such as crafting digital signage content to be used on the machines.Check out the full conversation above.

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Up next is a conversation with Jen Buchanan, the proud Principal of Think Global School, the world's first travelling high school, where students study in eight countries throughout their two years, experiencing truly global, experiential education. With extensive experience leading innovation across international progressive schools and organisations, including Green School in Bali and as Director of Engagement with Future Anything, Jen has dedicated her career to reimagining what's possible in education. I previously met Jen when she was convenor of the Future Schools Alliance, working with school leaders across Australia and globally to co-design learning environments that unlock student agency and creative potential. It has been a full circle for Jen, as she shares with us her adventure from across the globe.      

10/7/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4519 Wed, 08 Oct 2025 14:19:09 +0000 Z055ShLpzvtSnWghq1V9SLaF7BDTdseB music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/7/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2F

10/8/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4708 Wed, 08 Oct 2025 17:21:41 +0000 6iJeIeZ3mYc2ogn0KGmsSDhDh2UFphff music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/8/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2F

Global Malts Ambassador for Brown-Forman, Stewart Buchanan stepped into Queen Street earlier this year to talk about his whisky adventures with Mads Schmoll. From his early days on the island of Mull to travelling the world to talk all about all things BenRiach today, he's worked in nearly every part of the industry. Tune in to hear more and watch as Stewart and Mads try The Vaults Collection, Cask No. 12.80: Heaven in a leather hammock.

10/3/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show full 4185 Mon, 06 Oct 2025 15:57:40 +0000 DDbOVGUBi1pBXuogiyn8GueCB6VAQeJN music The Chet Buchanan Show music 10/3/2025 The Chet Buchanan Show Listen as Chet Buchanan, Kayla and producer Maddie get your morning started with a fun, engaging show, driven by pop culture and community. If you ever miss anything from the show, find it here! 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Music False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-link=https%3A%2F

John interviews Dropkick Murphys' frontman Ken Casey about his recent viral video confronting right-wing MAGA extremists during their gigs. Then, he speaks with journalist Haley Cohen Gilliland about her new book "A Flower Traveled in My Blood: The Incredible True Story of the Grandmothers Who Fought to Find a Stolen Generation of Children". Next, John interviews British Academic and author Kehinde Andrews about his new book "Nobody Can Give You Freedom: The Political Life of Malcolm X". Then finally, he talks with polar geopolitics expert Elizabeth Buchanan PhD about her new book "So You Want to Own Greenland? Lessons from the Vikings to Trump".See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.