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Rachel Kapp, M.Ed., BCET, and Stephanie Pitts, M.Ed., BCET discuss a few important strategies that a lot of learners employ: study buddies and body doubling. In this episode, Rachel and Steph discuss the virtues (and pitfalls) of body doubling and study buddies.   Support us on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/learnsmarterpodcast   How to connect with us: Join our e-mail list Rachel's Kapp Educational Therapy Group website Steph's My Ed Therapist website  @learnsmarterpodcast, @kappedtherapy, @myedtherapist   Other episodes mentioned: Ep 346: All About Body Doubling (Executive Functioning Series) Ep 03: The Do's and Don'ts of Studying Ep 04: Creating a Study Plan Ep 140: The Secret to "Studying Harder" (Educational Therapy Series) Ep 160: Our #1 Study Hack (Tricks of the Trade Series)

今回のインタビューは、シドニー在住の大人気YouTuberであり英語コーチでもある、タロサックさんをお迎えしました。英語が全くできないところから、2015年にオーストラリアへ移住し、流暢に話せるようになったタロサックさん。彼は新潟で生まれ、猛勉強の末に自分の人生を立て直します。彼のYouTubeチャンネルは、いまや何百万人もの心を動かし、2023年に出版した『バカでも英語がペラペラ！超★勉強法』は、Amazonでランキング1位を獲得しています。インタビューでは、どん底からの逆転劇、完璧主義より「まずやっちゃおう（done is better than perfect）」の精神、近道に惑わされない姿勢、明確なビジョンと継続的なアウトプット、失敗から学ぶ思考などについて、詳しくお聴きしました。それらが、TOEICでの985点獲得や、英語学習者に寄り添い続けるブレないキャリア構築にどうつながったのか、深掘りしています。日々のルーティンや自己信頼の大切さ、そして英語が新たな扉を開く力になることについての、リアルでやる気の湧いてくるお話です。塚本亮の Info・Instagram：https://www.instagram.com/tarosac1990/・LINE： https://lstep.app/vPuclL003:40　セニサックと似てる？「タロサック」という名前の由来11:21　「こんなところで満足した自分がダサい」の真意は？25:06　YouTuberになろうと思った理由34:34　上手くいかなくても何故やめなかったのか45:51　「ワークワークバランスしかない」ってどういうこと？48:31　タロサックさんにとっての成功とは53:50　タロサックさんが考える幸せとは57:35　迷っていた時の自分、無我夢中の自分、ハッピーなのはどっち？1:02:48　近道しないことが近道！すぐに結果は出ない1:05:05　失敗から学んだ経験は？1:09:34　挑戦しないことで失うものは何か1:13:27　英語学習が自分への愛に変わる1:16:21　TOEICの試験を受けてどう思った？英会話の学習との違いは？1:19:26　インフルエンサーの意義とは1:26:51　成長のためにプライドは捨てるべき？1:31:40　一問一答コーナー1:38:05　リスナーの皆さんへのメッセージ【Hapa Buddiesに無料プランが新登場！】Hapa英会話オンラインコミュニティ「Hapa Buddies」に、【無料プラン】が新たに追加されました！

On today's show we are thrilled to be running with Ragna Debats a champion who has won major races like the Marathon des Sables and UTMB CCC. We discuss Ragna's transition from the sport of equestrian to her celebrated running career and how her background may have provided a foundational mental fortitude for ultra-running. The discussion also touches on the increased popularity of running, Debats' personal challenges with performance pressure following major wins, and her future goals, including establishing a trail running school in Spain near Girona. To find out more information about Ragna's coaching and training centre, you can find her on Instagram @debatsragnaSupport the showRunningScaredMedia.comVisit our shop to purchase our jogcasts and other merchEmail us at: therunningscaredpodcast@gmail.comFollow us:Instagram @runningscaredmediaJoin our FB Running Group

スキマ時間に気軽に楽しめるHapa Intro Clip。今回のテーマは、友人から教わった日本語「遅咲きの美学」。英語学習でも人生でも「咲く時期は人それぞれ」です。焦らず、自分のペースで咲くことの大切さについて、自身の経験を交えながら語ります。いま何かを頑張っている人に、ぜひお届けしたいエピソードです！【11月オンラインセミナー開催！】1) スモールトークの極意 英語での雑談を「始め方・広げ方・終わらせ方」の3ステップで学ぶ実践型セミナー。少人数グループで会話練習を行い、自然に話す力を身につけます。

Podcast Patrons!!! Welcome to Episode 230 of Leave the Pin Podcast. In this episode of Leave the Pin Podcast, hosts Dan and Scott discuss all the positive and negative aspects of going on a golf buddies trip. Here from their own experiences about what can make or break a golf trip. From location, types of courses, number of people on the trip, cost, food, lodging the boys do not leave a single stone unturned. Check out our sponsor AGAPE Golf balls. https://agape-golf.com Swannies golf-Go to Swannies.co and use the code Leavethepin25 for 25% off your order!!! Swannies makes some of the highest quality golf apparel on the market today. Please leave a review and rating on iTunes/Spotify if you enjoy the episode. Follow us on Instagram @leavethepin Tag us on your social media feed with #Leavethepin Email us at Leavethepin@gmail.com Get busy golfing or get busy dying Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Buddies are once again revisiting their old pal Vince Flynn, in his 2003 thriller "Executive Power". This one had all the elements of a classic Mitch Rapp novel: fast paced, action packed, and a shockingly detailed description of Rapp's "tan scar-dappled muscly torso" that definitely moved something (in George Costanza's words). The Buddies got to chatting about whether this was actually a David book disguised as a Mitch book, how Austin Powers is definitely still alive and working for MI6, and the critical importance of Mitch lying to his wife for national security reasons. So crack open a Miller Lite, practice your sniper calculations with wind speed and dew point, and join the other disciplined listeners who ask for forgiveness not permission when downloading this pod.Intro/Book Report (0:00-3:05)Stock Up/Down (3:06-32:42)Favorite Scene/Character (32:43-36:46)Love/Hate (36:47-45:59)Conclusion (46:00-48:58)NEXT BOOK: Gone Before Goodbye by Reese Witherspoon & Harlan Coben

みなさんは、日本の飲酒や喫煙の習慣がここ数年で変わってきたと感じますか？今回のエピソードでは、フィリップとブリーがそれぞれの国の飲酒・喫煙文化について話し、若い世代の考え方やライフスタイルの変化についてシェアします。また、パーティーやナイトライフなど、若者たちの社交のあり方がどのように変わってきているのかについても語ってくれます。スクリプト　→ hapaeikaiwa.com/podcast560Intro 0:15Questions 10:24Live Conversation 11:09Questions&Answers 13:28Summary 14:55Phrases of the Day 17:03Repeat 23:25Conclusion 28:02【11月オンラインセミナー開催！】1) スモールトークの極意英語での雑談を「始め方・広げ方・終わらせ方」の3ステップで学ぶ実践型セミナー。少人数グループで会話練習を行い、自然に話す力を身につけます。

This week the Buddies discuss where they get their decorations, Pokemon ZA (again), the history of an arcade game, and the philosophical and economic impacts of live-service video games. Share with a friend! Contact us: Facebook Instagram Email Youtube Recommendations: Antimatter Dimensions (idle browser game), Mistborn: The Final Empire (audiobook), Killer Queen (arcade game), big boss (Youtube Channel)

Justin Martinez and Joe Mussatto break down OKC’s development and where it still has room to improve in the latest episode of the Thunder Buddies Podcast.

On this episode of THE GEEK BUDDIES, John Rocha and Michael Vogel discuss the rumors that Doctor Doom is a Tony Stark variant or if Tony Stark was a Doom variant. They also discuss The Mummy franchise returning with Brendan Fraser and Rachel Weisz, a Miss Piggy movie in development with Jennifer Lawrence and Emma Stone producing and Cole Escola writing it and the Variety article of Paramount's David Ellison highlighting his approach to rebooting Star Trek from scratch. Remember to Like and Share this episode on your social media and to Subscribe to The Outlaw Nation YouTube channel below. #marvel #avengers #startrek #disney #MCU #tonystark #robertdowneyjr #thegeekbuddies ____________________________________________________________________________________ Chapters: 0:00 Intro and Rundown 1:55 The Mummy Franchise Returning with Brendan Fraser and Rachel Weisz 12:32 Jennifer Lawrence and Emma Stone Teaming Up for Miss Piggy Movie 20:21 Paramount Rebooting Star Trek Completely 34:22 Is Doctor Doom a Tony Stark Variant or Was Tony Stark a Doom Variant FOLLOW THE GEEK BUDDIES: Twitter: https://twitter.com/Geek_Buddies Follow John Rocha: https://twitter.com/TheRochaSays​​​​​ Follow Michael Vogel: https://twitter.com/mktoon Follow Shannon McClung: https://twitter.com/Shannon_McClung Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/the_geek_bu... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Did you know college students are snooping on satellite transmissions? On today’s news roundup we discuss new research in which university investigators use off-the-shelf equipment to intercept traffic from geostationary satellites and discover that a lot of it is unencrypted. We also dig into the credential hygiene lessons we can learn from a corpus of... Read more »

Did you know college students are snooping on satellite transmissions? On today’s news roundup we discuss new research in which university investigators use off-the-shelf equipment to intercept traffic from geostationary satellites and discover that a lot of it is unencrypted. We also dig into the credential hygiene lessons we can learn from a corpus of... Read more »

Mike Wendt and Andy Ferg discuss Round 1 of the Big Beef'n contest, have a Mount Rushmore for Injury Recovery movies, chat about what's happening with SNAP and other nonsense. We're the food show your deserve.Special THANKS to The Gary Girolamo Group, Ben Franklin Print Co., Twisted Fate Brewing, Anthony's Roast Beef in Reading, Jamie's Roast Beef, C&S Pizza and Beef, Summit's Place in Middleton & Brother's in Peabody!Thanks to the very talented Mark DiChiara for the original F-Buddies theme music.

スキマ時間に気軽に楽しめるHapa Intro Clip。今回は、東京・名古屋・大阪で開催したセミナーを振り返りながら、日本滞在中の思い出と感想をシェアします。3つの都市で感じた雰囲気の違いや、人との“つながり”の大切さ、さらにはちょっと笑えるエピソードまで盛りだくさん。Hapa英会話セミナーの裏話や、私の日本でのリアルな体験談を楽しめるエピソードです！【Hapa Buddiesに無料プランが新登場！】Hapa英会話オンラインコミュニティ「Hapa Buddies」に、【無料プラン】が新たに追加されました！

Justin Martinez and Joe Mussatto give their takeaways from the OKC Thunder’s first week of the NBA season.

どんな小さなルールもみんなで守ろうとする、そんな国を訪れたことはありますか？今日の会話では、礼儀正しさや社会の仕組み、日常の行動パターンがユニークにミックスされた、オーストラリアの国民性について、ブリーが気になったことをフィリップに尋ねます。フィリップはオーストラリア人がなぜそのように行動するのか、そしてそれが国の歴史とどう関係しているのか説明します。2人の会話を聴いて、ブリーが見つけたオーストラリアの文化がどんなものか、探ってみましょう。スクリプト　→ hapaeikaiwa.com/podcast559Intro 0:15 Questions 12:28 Live Conversation 13:19 Questions&Answers 15:44 Summary 17:45 Phrases of the Day 20:27 Repeat 27:05 Conclusion 32:10【Hapa Buddiesに無料プランが新登場！】Hapa英会話オンラインコミュニティ「Hapa Buddies」に、【無料プラン】が新たに追加されました！

This week the Buddies discuss the freedom of animals, the forgotten Transformers Lagomorphs, Pokemon Legends ZA, a variation on the horror story Carrie, and how to get good at push ups. Share with a friend! Contact us: Facebook Instagram Email Youtube Recommendations: Pokemon Legends ZA (video game), The Mentalist (show, 2008), The Weight of Blood (book by Tiffany D. Jackson)

Mike Wendt and Andy Ferg announce a new North Shore Beefs video review contest, discuss weddings, give a Mount Rushmore of Scary Movies, chat about Halloween and dressing up and other nonsense. We're the food show your deserve.Special THANKS to The Gary Girolamo Group, Ben Franklin Print Co., Twisted Fate Brewing, Anthony's Roast Beef in Reading, Jamie's Roast Beef, C&S Pizza and Beef, Summit's Place in Middleton & Brother's in Peabody!Thanks to the very talented Mark DiChiara for the original F-Buddies theme music.

We finish out Punch Buddies Club(house)! There is: a twist. Also, violence! Vons only wants what's best for his buddy. Jyessi feels left out. Driving goes poorly for everyone. Gex is something beautiful. Philadelphia makes an appearance. Check us out online! We're at https://www.primaryattribute.com P.S. Our Halloween episode should be out later this week!

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 19 It Doesn t Matter, and I Don t Understand. In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Being dead is wonderful; you never get tired and you have all the time in the world to regret how you ended up this way      "You are so good to me, Zane, and I appreciate it," Barbie Lynn murmured. "You never give me less than 100% and I've never felt like you take me for granted." "It is you and only you, Sarah, Cindy, Eve, umm, help me out here," I grinned. Barbie Lynn lilted in the voice of an angel while she pressed off the glass with her upper body and leveraged down onto my cock. I shifted one hand off an ass cheek to move it to the back of her neck and pull her face in and up to mine. She also constricted her anal muscles around my shaft, concentrating on my cockhead. "Does this make my body more familiar to you?" she panted, our lips only inches away. "Not as much as these eyes, these eyes of my own beautiful seraph," I whispered. Barbie Lynn completed the kiss. Her hips rotated up slightly and mine shifted lower and under so that my penetration reached deep inside. For thirty seconds we kept the tender kiss going before she had to break free. "Oh, Jesus, Zane, this feels so good, I can't, oh, Lord Jesus," she gasped out as I shifted out, then back in rhythmically. "More time, I want more time with you, Zane," Barbie Lynn panted with a heavy breath. "We have tests this afternoon and Vivian is waiting," I shook my head in disappointment. Fierce passion engulfed both of us. Clearly, I got my money's worth from the contractor who had installed the shower because the glass wall didn't give way despite our enthusiasm. "Lord Jesus loves, ," Barbie Lynn screamed across campus. Her arms locked my head and shoulders in place, her face grinding into my chest. Her torso desperately tried to impale her hole deeper onto my rod. Her scream degenerated to an uncontrolled growling against me while I kept her back to the glass and up against my body. "Zane, I know I've been really needy today but you've been so kind and understanding, and I appreciate you putting up with me the kind way you have," Barbie Lynn snuggled into me. "You are the best." That's what I wanted to talk to Barbie Lynn about, taking me for granted and using me like a sex toy. Boy, I just saved myself from acting like a total ass! "Babe, you are better than I deserve." I kissed her neck as I lowered her legs down to the tiled floor. "If I ever take you for granted, promise me you'll kiss me, rub your body against me front and back, and then walk away. I guarantee you I'll fall on my knees and beg for forgiveness." "I like it when you beg," she said with a glimmer in her eye. "Why am I being nice to you again?" I teased. Barbie Lynn simply let her eyes go wide and innocent with a cute little smile on her face. "Oh, yeah," I whistled, "you give me hope, happiness, and warmth in good times and bad." "My body has nothing to do with it?" she questioned in a coquettish fashion. "It's passable," I shrugged as I cut the water off, "but I hope you will fill out one day, you know, quit the training bra and become a little more womanly." Mind you, Barbie Lynn hadn't seen a training bra in ten years. Hourglasses went to Barbie for lessons on how they should be shaped and her ass was the perfect balance between fantasy cheerleader and soccer girl. "Thank you for spending time with someone as poorly endowed as me," she purred. "I admit that I'm holding out for Doctor Burns. He's got it going on," I struggled to say convincingly. Barbie Lynn fought valiantly to hold back her reaction to the thought of seeing our over-70-year-old male Biology teacher in any sexual manner. "Burns without his clothes on is an image I could have forever gone without," she shuddered. "Gosh, I value you more than my own personal desires so I guess I'm stuck with you, Barbie Lynn," I sighed playfully. "Would you two get out of the shower!" barked Vivian. She was sitting in a chair in the main room. We stepped out of the shower, grabbed the waiting towels, and began drying each other off. Vivian surprised me by keeping a somewhat detached eye on the two of us. Maybe she wanted to make sure Barbie Lynn and I didn't turn drying into fondling, thus ending up with us rolling on the tiled floor. The floor would be uncomfortable but having hot, sweaty Barbie Lynn flesh pressing into me, I put this on my 'to do' list. We quickly got dressed and moved to where Vivian was standing and waiting. It wasn't until we were making our way to the elevator that Vivian spoke. "Barbie Lynn, would you take the elevator? Zane and I need to take the stairs," she said. "Sure thing, Vivian," Barbie Lynn smiled. She stepped up to me and kissed me on the lips. "I'll see ya Sunday night, slugger." "I kinda, sorta have a standing date with Heaven," I cautioned her, "so if you come by, be careful." I didn't miss Vivian rolling her eyes in exasperation. The elevator came and took Barbie Lynn away. I waved Vivian to the stairwell, held the door for her, and together we went down. "What are we going to do?" I broke the insufferable silence. "What do you mean?" Vivian evaded. "Damn it!" I snapped. Since I stopped moving, Vivian decided to stop too. "Yes?" she looked to me with what I was learning to read was a disarming friendliness. "I want to make you happy but I don't want to change, Vivian," I grumbled. "So, what are we going to do?" "How much of your time and energy are you willing to devote to Christ?" she countered. I had to think that over. Monday was no good; it was Recovery night. Tuesday was 'make it up to the girls' night. Wednesday was Specialty Night, Thursday, that was no good; it was Orgy Night. Friday was first date night, Saturday was SYFY/Party night and Sunday was second-date night. "I am on a committee at Church on Wednesday nights and I go to both Sunday school and Church service on Sundays," I offered. "Isn't that enough religious stuff?" "Zane, do you have sex at Church?" Vivian pierced me with her eyes. I was so boned because while I was preparing some sort of verbal obfuscation, Vivian sighed and looked down at the stairs. "Why do I even bother?" she moaned with despair. She looked up at me, clearly in pain, "It is a Church, Zane. Doesn't that mean anything to you? Because it definitely means something to me." "Vivian, it is a building, made of stained glass, brick, stone, and lumber," I responded heatedly, "and I don't need any of those to be in God's presence." "It was sex in a church," Vivian nearly screamed. "Come on, now, do you respect anything at all?" "You are right, I don't respect a building simply because someone declares it to be holy. I don't recall my vote being consulted. I don't respect people who bully with scripture but won't study the original Greek and Latin texts it was written in to learn what was really said. I don't respect anyone who refuses to think for themselves and listens to some two-bit liar like Pastor William." "He is your pastor," Vivian growled back. "He deserves, " "Nothing," I snapped. "He's an adulterer, and I've seen it with my own two eyes so don't you dare lecture me on him. If you defend him, it is only because you don't know shit about him." Vivian glared at me but I could see she was trying to see if I was making stuff up. "I respect you, Vivian, and that's no lie," I continued. "Since our fight I haven't a clue what to do with you but I have respected you. You believe in give and take; you believe in consequences and redemption. The only other person I've met like you is Iona. I trust Iona with more than my life; I trust her with Rio's." "Right now you are pissing the hell out of me, but that doesn't change the fact that I trust you and respect you," I added. "I don't need someone with spiritual authority to tell me what to do; my heart does that for me." "Zane, it is the constant sex," Vivian groaned. "I thought I could take it but it never seems to slow down with you." I had to think that over. "Vivian, you can't confuse love and sex," I insisted. "You are in love with your boyfriend and you two have been through some rough patches and survived. Sex without passion is masturbation, Vivian. If you are ever tempted, fall back on your love for that man because when you love something, there is nothing you will let stand in your way." I could see the turn in the argument defused some of Vivian's wrath and sent her mind down different pathways. "Okay, then why is it okay for you to have sex without love?" Vivian said as we resumed our progress downstairs. "I love in different ways, Vivian. I love Iona and Rio as best friends, there is nothing I wouldn't do for them. I love Heaven and Paige because they do for me things that make me want to do for them right back. I love Brandi and Opal because they are fun and they give me the space to be me. I love Barbie Lynn, well, just because it feels natural and right. Christina, Christina, I will always love without cause or reason. I love her," I related. "If Christina asked you to stop seeing all those other women, would you?" Vivian asked with a glimmer of hope. "I don't know. Our pseudo-agreement lets me have my college years to go wild before I give it all up to be a good husband and father," I replied. "Are you thinking of going to Christina and asking for her help with me?" "Yes. Yes, I am," Vivian told me. "The only problem with that plan is that it requires Christina to declare her feelings toward me and make a commitment about what she wants to do with me," I pointed out. "Good luck with that." We hit the bottom of the stairs at a run and raced through the halls and doors on our way to the Dining Hall. We found Christina and company waiting outside for us when we got there. Christian handed a thick envelope over, my bribe to Deacon of the Warlord's motorcycle gang. "Heaven, date night Sunday? I've found a theater playing Hugo," I asked my fox-faced girl. "What? You think you can ask me out on Friday for a date on Sunday? What kind of girl do you think I am?" she growled. "Heaven, you weren't here for most of the week, and you have to admit the world had gone crazy. Come on, Babe," I pleaded. "I'll have to think about it," Heaven grumbled. Behind her back all her other friends were stifling their grins. All those grins fell behind impassive masks when Heaven turned around facing them and stomped back and forth. "What's the problem, Heaven?" Hope asked. "Barbie Lynn comes skipping across the yard from her dorm with a smile that outshines the Sun, Heaven began. "She said she's been doing intensive physical therapy," Christina interrupted. Yay! I've graduated to being considered exercise equipment. "Harrumph," Heaven grunted. "How come his hair is wet? Besides, he's taking another girl home for the weekend." "It's Iona," Chastity explained. "Think about how wound up he's going to be by Sunday evening, because you know he's not going to do anything Iona's uncomfortable with." "Yes," added Faith, "he'll be ready to knock 'em out of the ballpark after a whole weekend of physical denial. Maybe you shouldn't go out with him; he's probably going to be pretty fierce." Heaven glared at all her friends before turning on me. "Fine, I'll go out with you, but if I can still walk by curfew, you had better know I'm going to make next week hell for you. Are we clear?" Heaven threatened. "Is that all Zane is to you, a sexual release valve?" Vivian gasped before I could answer Heaven. "You are making light of a serious moral struggle for him." "Vivian, Zane was the first man to tell me he loved me and I've believed," Christina said. "He saved me from a fight and academic troubles by putting his body on the line," Chastity added. "Me too," continued Hope. "He pretty much saved my life," Faith chimed in, which oddly twisted back to ruining her life with Christina and company when I exposed her as the Chancellor's spy. Maybe the girls had made up somehow. "He's put up with more of my crap than I care to get into. He loves me for who I am, and he's my lover and boyfriend," Heaven clarified. "If you spent one night with Zane making love, you would know I'm more of an addict than anything else. It is just that I get, grumpy when he's not around every minute of every day." Everyone's eyes sort of gravitated toward me. "You are all great women but I have to go to class," I grinned, then took off. Vivian raced to catch up with me. "Do you have commitment issues?" she panted beside me. "No. I was getting hard. All that feminine compassion directed my way was getting me sexually aroused and they were all staring at my crotch," I explained. "I figured running away was the best resolution for what was coming down the pipeline." "Have you ever considered chemical castration?" Vivian asked. WHAT? The last quarter of the school day went rather well, considering I had to juggle balls once between classs. (Apparently I resemble a dancing bear or something.) My second chore required me to bounce a soccer ball on my knees for a trip to the soccer field. Considering some of the crap I've had to do here, I almost volunteered to do it walking backwards. Karate started out so surprisingly normal (not my normal, but normal-normal), I should have known better. We had barely finished warming up and stretching when Gabrielle Black walked into the room. She stood against the far wall poised for our dispersal into teams. When first team knelt and waited for Coach Gorman's instructions for today, Gabrielle made her approach. "Coach Gorman, we seem to have had some difficulty connecting so I decided this would be the best place to meet," Gabrielle said in a deceptively upbeat manner. "I'm teaching a class," Gorman replied deadpan. "I teach several classes. I guess that makes me a teacher. In fact, I'm teaching right now, get lost." "I'd rather not." Gabrielle gave her deadliest smile. "Care to make me?" They really need to start psychological testing of the staff at FFU, or at least stop giving them daily doses of testosterone. "Since reason and rationality have clearly avoided you like the plague," Gorman growled, "why don't you tell me what you have in mind?" "A little sparing match," Gabrielle suggested. "So you really need to see if you can kick my ass, or is it just that you have to be Alpha bitch?" Gorman countered. Several of the more religious-minded students gasped, but they didn't realize this wasn't a game. Someone needed to do something, and of course it had to be me. I didn't very well have the time to overdose Rio with caffeine and throw her at Gabrielle. Besides, I am sure that's a war crime. "Me first!" I declared as I broke free of my second-team circle and walked toward the two adults. This was the point where I expected one or both of the women to tell me to ass out, mind my own business, I'm stupid, or something. Gabrielle stepped back and stripped off her jacket and slipped off each boot. I figured that since I was about to die, I'd best get rid of my gi; that way they'd have something to drape over my lifeless eyes. "Zane, what are you doing?" Cappadocia belatedly hissed at me. "Eh, you know, sometimes a woman has to be put in her place," I joked. It wasn't like Gabrielle was going to take it easy on me in the first place. Several girls laughed at what they were sure was levity on my part. You see, I was about to become a legend. Unfortunately, it was the legend of Don Quixote, damn fucking windmills dressed in tight black form-fitting outfits. To the credit of my limited intellect, I approached this fight with a totally different philosophy than any I'd faced before. I discarded every tenet of Thai kick-boxing (except the one that says never do anything that will make the lady-boys mock you). I went completely defensive, abandoning any hope of striking Gabrielle. I figured if such an opportunity presented itself, it would only be a trap. It took Gabrielle about two seconds to unravel my master plan, then she was on me like a fart in an airplane bathroom, choking the life out of you with nowhere to run. Because I am such a badass, it took Gabrielle eight more seconds to land a telling blow. I staggered back but instead of coming at me, she shifted to my side. Since I had my arms up to defend my head, she was slipping out of my field of vision. There was an added bonus; I discovered I couldn't hear her move over the mats. I somersaulted in the other direction which bought me a few more seconds, but I never regained my feet. Once more she opted to shift to my flank than come head-on. A man on his knees cannot out-turn a woman on her feet. I caught her knee in my shoulder, propelling me face-first into the mat. I tried to turn with the blow so I could keep eyes on her. Gabrielle slammed into my shoulder blade and I slapped the mat hard. I pressed up with my arms but Gabrielle was on my back so fast I might as well have been standing still. For a second our legs struggled as she tried to put me into a leg lock. Then her body rolled over on me and drove three fingers into my spine right above the coccyx. Blinding pain exploded over my body and I screamed. I wasn't paralyzed but I didn't need to be; I was in too much God-damn pain. Gabrielle's body was tight against my back. One hand cupped my chin and the other was placed on the back of my skull. She gave my head a quarter-twist. "You are dead," she whispered. Technically, she would have merely snapped my spine at the base of my skull. My cells would have struggled on for a few more minutes but that hardly seemed to be the point. Gabrielle stood up within inches of me and gave me an emotionless, pitiless stare. "Did you get what you wanted?" she asked softly. "We'll see," I grunted, then rolled onto my back. "Did you put me in my place?" she queried next. I had to chuckle, then I had to choke back on the pain. "Oh, yeah, we are perfectly placed." Seeing her brows crowd together in displeasure, I added with a pained gasp, "You've clearly never stood on a mirror and looked up at your cleavage the way I am now." Gabrielle reached down and touched my wrist before letting her fingers work up to my elbow. She pulled me up quite rapidly and gave me a soulless, piercing gaze. "You are insane," Gabrielle noted. That wasn't said as a joke or a condemnation. She said it as if she was recognizing a kindred spirit. When you are ten years old, being best friends with an assassin sounds pretty cool. Most of us grow out of that. After all, being buddies with a person who has a casual disregard for human life might come back to haunt you if they ever decide you are an encumbrance they can do without. "When I beat you, can I draw a smiley face on your forehead?" I blurted out. Why did I say those things? Maybe it was a brain tumor, or maybe Gabrielle was right and I am insane. Maybe my buddy Don Quixote was telling me the windmill is still standing. "What do I get when I beat you, again?" she inquired. "I've developed an inside track on some authentic saltwater taffy," I shrugged. Gabrielle didn't seem very impressed. "I could feel honor-bound to jump on the next grenade thrown your way?" "I'll think of something when the time comes," Gabrielle informed me. Turning to Gorman, she said, "Are you ready?" "I'd like a, Wilhelmina started to say as she stood. Dana put a hand on Willy's shoulder and shook her head. "I've got this," Coach said. She stood up and discarded her gi, depending on your point of view, she was fortunately/unfortunately wearing a white sports bra. Wait! Am I in chest-to-chest proximity with Gabrielle while scoping out Dana? Was I dropped on my head repeatedly as a child? Maybe I should hunt down my former nanny and ask her. "Let's make Zane's idiocy, Dana continued telling Captain Willy, ", worth more than the beating he took." Gorman stripped off her pants, revealing white biker shorts. It was very cinematic; Gorman in white and Black in black. Sadly, I believed White needed some serious Divine intervention to win this showdown. "Zane," Gabrielle requested my attention with that deathly quiet voice of hers. I must have looked pretty scared because she almost smiled at me. "You can let go of my hand now." Jumping back felt like a surefire way to test her killer instinct so I let go of her hand and backed away slowly and carefully. Only after I gave us some space did I contemplate the trust she'd put in me, allowing anyone to be that close outside of combat. I was walking past Dana when she grabbed my shoulder, stopping my progress. She pointed me to the spot on the floor she had just vacated. Wow, I had my ass kicked and still made First Team. I moved over to my new place in the hierarchy and thanked Dana in the only way I knew how. "Does this mean you are going to sit on my lap when you get back?" I said with a voice as sincere as I was serious. "Zane," Coach Gorman said over her shoulder. She was keeping her eyes on Gabrielle, "when I get back, I am giving grave consideration to having a general melee, and I'm placing a bounty on your head if we do. You will have all weekend to recover." A general melee sounded a whole lot like a 'beat up the new guy' kind of thing, and I had planned on devoting my weekend to Iona. Further banter was ended by Black and Gorman facing off. Willie gave the 'Go' and things went John Wu-crazy. My bright shining moment was delivered right off the bat. Gorman went fullout, denying Gabrielle the ability to control the maneuvering in the fight the way she'd controlled me. My beating hadn't been in vain; Gabrielle undoubtedly knew Gorman's fighting style but Dana knew nothing of hers. My body had bought Dana what little insight Gabrielle had been willing to give up. After all, Gabrielle knew my game from the moment I'd thrown out my challenge. Still, she had to beat me up to get at Dana. I could take on most members of the first team and, as Dana constantly reminds the world, I can take a beating, which meant I was the body for the job. I've fought Gorman on several occasions and she's damn impressive. Gabrielle was doing crap I'd never seen before and I wasn't even sure was humanly possible. I swear, if she'd turned into a Terminator, I couldn't have been more surprised. Dana's fighting prowess only went up in my estimation because she wasn't impaled on Gabrielle's fist in the first thirty seconds. It wasn't a misstep that screwed up Dana's game plan; her mistake was predictability. One second she was pushing Gabrielle back and the next she was on the floor, struggling to keep Gabrielle from establishing a chokehold. For a second I contemplated grabbing up Cappy and Willy, then rushing Gabrielle. After all, it would have been a shame for Dana to die alone. It would also seriously curtail my desire for an open-casket funeral but hey, Dana is almost a friend. Dana wasn't finished yet. Unknown to me, she has the ability to dislocate and relocate her shoulder. No one in the class wanted to consider how painful that had to be. The loud popping noise was enough to make us decide to miss dinner. Dana got an elbow and fist in before they separated. They went at it again, but this time, it was harder on Dana. I could feel that her confidence was shaken now that she had a clearer measure of Gabrielle's strengths and weaknesses. Gabrielle remained a steadfast cypher. If Dana was turning out to be a tougher opponent to crack than she'd expected, Gabrielle wasn't showing it. What she was doing was exhibiting the iron stamina of a triathlete. Dana wasn't fighting for air but I didn't see Gabrielle even breaking a sweat yet. Had I been Dana, this would have been the time I started crying out to a vengeful God for forgiveness. Dana didn't do that. Instead, digging down to her dogged determination and fighting on, her game, her gamble, was for Gabrielle to screw up somehow and take advantage of it. She had to hope that something came up before her endurance failed. And in the fourth minute of the fight, it happened. Of course it was a trap. I couldn't blame Dana for risking it because fighting hard, non-stop, for over four minutes is its own form of torture. Gabrielle caught Dana's leg, swept the other one out from under our Coach, then finished up with driving an elbow into her hip as they hit the mat. There is fast, unbelievably fast, a weasel on speed, and then Gabrielle, and if you gave a weasel enough speed to keep up with Gabby, the weasel would explode first. Dana is fast, but I'm faster and I know I didn't have a prayer of blocking Gabrielle at this point in their fight. The blow to Gorman's hip seemed to have temporarily paralyzed that leg. Without the leg, her torso below the ribcage was fatally exposed. Getting repeatedly punched in the stomach sucked. Sadly, Dana thought the same thing and totally missed Gabrielle flipping her over onto her stomach. Gabrielle came down with a palm to the center of Dana's spine. It had to hurt, but I had little doubt that if Gabby had used her fist, the spine would have been broken. "We are done here," Gabrielle announced calmly as she rose to her feet. No one said a word until Dana stirred on the ground. With varying degrees of speed, the first team swarmed over Dana. I alone approached Gabrielle. After she finished dressing and stood, she acknowledged my presence. "Did you learn what you wanted to know?" I asked. "Yes," she stated, once more into her emotionless mode. "Then you asked the wrong question." I drilled her with a combination of bravery and anger. Gabrielle walked away without acknowledging my statement. She got to the door and stopped before exiting through the door. "What do you think I should have asked?" she said with a vapor of condescension. "You should have asked us if we can help," I told her. Maybe I'm na ve, but I'm sure she's facing her past alone. Purity is a paradox; we are awed by it yet we are repulsed by it as well. Vivian was terribly subdued as she walked me back to the dorm. It was the two of us because my Handmaiden mistress was Erica, a second-team Karate classmate. She'd given me a rain check due to the trauma we had all just been through during class. "You can use my room this weekend if you like," I broached the silence. "I'll ask Rio and Mercy to be somewhere else and Barbie Lynn can stay with you." "I don't want to sleep with Barbie Lynn, Zane," Vivian replied. "I want to sleep in my own bed." "That's bull- , I decided saying "shit", while a minor infraction, wouldn't do my argument any good. "You know Barbie Lynn to be kind-hearted and decent. She's not going to molest you. You two will be totally platonic." "I don't know what to think," she replied. "I never thought Barbie Lynn would be the one to have sex outside of marriage." "I knew she was flirty but that was it," she continued. "Now, now she's moved into your room and is having sex with you as if you were a married couple." She sighed. "Fine, not like a 'normal' married couple so we don't need to go there." Ah, no mention of anal sex I see. "Vivian, I don't like to talk about my relationships with other women but I think Barbie Lynn would understand," I tried to explain. "There was no seduction between us, we collided. I showed up at FFU pretty depressed. I'd spent a long month with my Aunt trying to adjust to America and a place and lifestyle I didn't know." "My Aunt and I fought a lot and that Sunday Pastor Bill and his buddies tried to shake me down for my inheritance. I had the feeling that is why they wanted Aunt Jill in their church, and after all the crap Jill had been through, I felt that sucked," I said. "I'm in my room, sad and pissed off, then Barbie Lynn Masters comes soaring into my life." "She thought I was 'Glenda's' brother, I told her my name was Zane, and next thing I knew we were all over one another. She gave me a blowjob and I gave her multiple orgasms and we parted ways. She thought she might see me once a month and I had no idea this was a girl's college. You are aware of the humiliation that followed," I concluded. "Zane, that explains nothing," Vivian observed. "Okay, I could have been clearer," I admitted. "What I was trying to say is that Barbie Lynn didn't change. I allowed her to do what she wanted to do with a guy all along. She is still the same woman who goes after life full of enthusiasm, who likes to work with kids, teaching Sunday school and going to church." "And you want me to sleep with her when I've avoided the pleasure for the past three years?" Vivian refused to give in. "I'd want you to sleep with Iona if she wasn't already heading out with me. I have a few others I could ask but that would be awkward. I like Opal and Brandi but I also know they'd hit on you if given half a chance," I outlined. "I can sleep alone, Zane," Vivian stated. "I know that, but do you want to?" I asked. Vivian didn't immediately reply. "You climbed into bed with me and some of the ladies, Vivian. There is a certain quality provided by a sleeping companion that you enjoy. You wanted it enough to put some faith in me and Barbie Lynn last night," I added. "Zane, why are you making a big deal about this?" Vivian inquired. "Your happiness matters to me," I answered. Vivian and I walked into the dorm and into the elevator before she spoke. "Coach Gorman warned me about this," Vivian groaned. "Do you realize how much easier my life would be if you grabbed my breast or something like that?" "Is that an invitation?" I perked up. "No," she stated decisively. Her glare emphasized the point. "I mean my job keeping the Devil in line would be easier if he wasn't constantly giving me my favorite cupcakes." "What's your favorite cupcake?" I grinned. "Behave yourself," she sighed, somewhat amused and somewhat exasperated. "Yes, ma'am," I nodded. "That's a good boy," Vivian acknowledged. "When I'm a good boy Heaven gives me a ginger cookie," I prodded. "We are Not going to go there," Vivian declared authoritatively, and that was that. I thought I would have to stop by and pick up Iona Beckett on my way out. I was obviously forgetting I was dealing with the most organized person I'd ever met. I know Iona looks after all her own affairs and most of mine, plus I suspect she keeps an eye out for Rio as well. She was waiting in the main area of my 'room' when Vivian and I arrived, her overnight bag beside her. I gave her a kiss and hurried to my room, where someone had already packed a weekend worth of stuff for me. I do not deserve one tenth of the affection aimed my way. Being hung by my toes from a ceiling fan is a small price to pay for what I receive. Still, I make a note to avoid girls with bizarre foot fetishes while in close proximity to ceiling fans, my life is pretty freaking weird enough already. I gathered my stuff, gathered up Iona, and made my good-byes. Brandi was kind enough to snuggle up to my back, reach around and pinch my nipples. It was playful, not painful, so I didn't mind too much. Besides, I had bigger fish to fry. When I told Rio that she'd need to share another bed with Mercy for the weekend she nodded. "No problem, Bro," Rio told me. She then stepped up under the guise of hugging me good-bye and tried to nut me. She's a dangerous friend to have but since I can count her public displays of affection for me on one hand, I was ready for her. "Damn it," Rio snarled, "you can't give my room to that Jesus-freak!" By 'my room' she really meant my (Zane's) room and 'Jesus-freak' was Vivian, who was eight feet away looking at her. "It isn't going to kill you two to behave for two days, Rio," I stated. Mercy, standing right behind Rio, remained unfortunately silent on the subject. "Rio, if you two would agree to abstain until I got back, I'd be willing to let you stay, but you are the King Kong of bedroom antics and Vivian needs the space," I explained. "Fine, we'll crash at Aunt Jill's," Rio smirked. "I'm sure she can't shut the door before I get a foot in. She's far too nice to break it or kick me out." Oh yeah, I cannot begin to describe what Jill's reaction to a Mercy-Rio lesbian love-fest at 2:00 in the morning would be like. It would probably involve paramedics and a defibrillator. "Okay," I shrugged. I fished out my keys and tossed them to Rio. "Sweet!" Rio trumpeted. "We'll meet you at the car." "We are not going," I corrected Rio. "Iona and I will stay here, camp out on a sleeper-sofa, and take in some Pay-per-View. Come by and pick us up for the party around nine tomorrow night." "Your loss, Princess," Rio mocked me and walked away. Mercy loyally padded along. "I'm sorry, Iona," I said to my petite friend. "I promise I'll make it up to you." "I'm not looking for any particular place but a particular man," she smiled serenely. "Sadly, I still have a piece of business to attend to and I see the person I need to see," I said as I spotted Valerie playing a competitive game of pool versus Raven of all people. When Valerie had taken her shot I stepped up to her side. "Can I catch a ride to the Dixie Roadhouse in the next few minutes?" I whispered. "Sure. Wait,  are you expecting me to hang around when you go inside?" Val smirked. "I've already gone a round with Gabrielle Black today so I don't feel I deserve a second ass-whooping. I'd appreciate you sticking around at least until the gunfire starts," I chuckled. "Fine, I'll stay, but you'll owe me one," Valerie smiled. "By the way, how tough is Gabrielle?" "I'll let you know when my concussion fades," I responded. "That good, huh?" Valerie persisted. "In less than thirty seconds she snapped my neck. It took her less than five minutes to break Dana's back after that, and right there at the end I swore I saw a lone bead of sweat on Gabrielle's brow," I related. "Just so we are clear; if I ever see her chasing your ass down like Gorman did that day, you are on your own," Valerie snorted. "I thought you were a bad-ass," I taunted her. I really didn't want her fighting Ms. Black on my behalf. "Granddad is a bad-ass; I'm a teenage girl who is good with bikes and can handle myself in a brawl but I'm not a true bad-ass. What I am is smart enough to not attempt the craziness that is your life," she huffed. "Being smarter than me is hardly an accomplishment to be proud of," I jibbed back. Raven, who had been pretending to not be eavesdropping, made this choking sound at that comment. "Let me finish Raven off and I'll take you there," Valerie said. "Valerie, she's killing you," I noted. "I like a challenge," Valerie countered. She must because Raven only had one ball left to sink while Valerie had four. Less than a minute later Raven sent Valerie and I heading for the stairs. Iona gave me a slight nod and grin. Rio came storming up at us half-way down. "You motherfucker," she snarled. "Problems?" I replied cautiously. "Mercy said she wasn't going with me," Rio growled. "What did you do?" I asked. "I slapped the bitch," Rio retorted. I could tell that pissed Valerie off; I wasn't too happy either. "You put her up to this, didn't you?" "I certainly did. I told her that she was going to have to step up instead of taking advantage of you all the time," I explained. "Did it hurt?" Rio knew I wasn't talking about Mercy's pain. "Yes," she rumbled. "If I can't trust her, I can't use her." "Whatever you decide to do, I'll live with," I shrugged. "I hope you know how hard it was for her to do what she did." Thankfully, Valerie was far more controlled than Rio and judged the conversation to be too delicate for her input. "Mercy is my deal, Zane. She's my responsibility and I'll take care of her without your interference," Rio stated aggressively. "It doesn't work that way. People aren't one dimensional and you can't expect to help people and not have them change," I countered. "You changed Mercy, for the better, and that includes her desire to take up some of the responsibility you've borne onto her shoulders. And the only reason for her to do that is, you annoy her so much." "Yeah," Rio finally deflated, "she was looking pretty miserable." "Buddies take your pizza; friends take your pain, Rio. Get used to the fact that there are three of us standing beside you when you need us," I reminded her. "I wasn't asking for anyone's help," Rio insisted. "In that case, get in Zane's car and take a trip. When the cops finally pull you over you will have three years friend-free in prison," Valerie now interjected. "Ha!" Rio snorted. "That's no good. Zane already promised to break me out if I get sent away." "Zane," groaned Valerie, "do you have even a passing acquaintance with common sense?" "I get a lot of that," I answered. "What now, Rio?" "I go back to my room," she sighed, "apologize to Mercy, then come back upstairs and work out a deal with Vivian for use of your room." "No tying them up and gagging Vivian and Barbie Lynn in their sleep," I cautioned Rio. "Fuck you," Rio muttered darkly. "Fuck you and your mind-reading ability. Fine, I'll be good, okay, I'll be as good as I can be." With that, Rio tossed me back my keys and then bounded downstairs and out the door. "I swear to God I would have tossed her out a window by now, if I were you," Valerie snorted. "Umm, she grows on you, kind of like a tapeworm," I chuckled. "I think my invitation to catch a bullet has been voided now that you have your keys back," Valerie noted. "I'll catch you tomorrow night." "Sure thing, but I may need you for that 'thing' if I can set up a meeting," I replied. That thing was meeting up with a possible undercover officer which held the possibility of being a real disaster. Valerie was being kind enough to ignore her instincts, and her advice to me, by helping me out. Valerie shook her head in skeptical amusement at my poor decision-making before we walked back upstairs. That bit of drama over, I swooped in, picked up Iona (figuratively) and escaped my room before anyone else could intervene. I thought we were doing quite well until I spotted someone sitting on the hood of my car, with a suitcase. "Hey, Paige, what's up?" I inquired with a good deal of exasperation. It was kind of stupid, actually. I knew exactly what she was doing here; I hadn't invited her and I didn't want her coming along on Iona's weekend. "I thought I'd let you spend the weekend with me," Paige smiled smugly. A light breeze tossed her alabaster hair across her translucent albino features. "You are late, by the way." "No, Paige, this is Iona's, I started to say. "It would be wonderful spending the weekend with you, Paige," Iona stepped up and hugged her. "It will be so great; their house is huge, Aunt Jill is so kind, and there is the sorority right next door." "Okay, Paige, you can come along, but this is a no sex weekend. Are we clear?" I warned her. "We'll see," Paige smirked. "I plan to sleep both nights in his bed, completely naked and rubbing against him," Iona beamed. "He'll crack," Paige wagered. "No, he won't. I trust him," Iona pledged. Paige appraised me for a second. "Okay, I'm game. We'll see if we can break him," Paige allowed. I once joked with some Kappa Sigmas about joining a monastery. I'm being driven to reconsider that option. After that exchange I was happy enough to make it to my home in one piece. I'd have been happier if there wasn't a police car in the driveway. I was walking onto the porch when my ladies spoke up. "Zane, why would the police be here?" Iona worried. "Zane, if they arrest you and I then attack them, will they let us share a cell?" Paige mused. "Iona, I have a few ideas and none of them are good," I responded. "Paige, they don't house men and women together, but I can probably smuggle a message to your side and tell all the lesbians what a screamer you are." Iona didn't get to question and Paige didn't get pick on me before I opened the door and went inside. "Hey, Aunt Jill," I called out, "I'm home and I've brought Iona Beckett and Paige Zeller with me." We had already talked over Iona's stay with Jill; Paige would be a whole new series of complicated hurdles. "Zane," Aunt Jill greeted me heartily. She was coming off her lounger while Officer Danica Campbell rose from the sofa and gave me a measured look. "This is Officer Campbell of the Lancaster Police and she has an official criminal matter to discuss with you," Jill finished in a worried tone. "Mr. Braxton, if I could have a word with you on the porch," Danica put forth the question that wasn't really a request. "Of course, officer," I responded. "Ladies, could you please hang out here with Aunt Jill for a few minutes and I should be back as soon as possible." I walked back to the porch. When Danica passed me, I shut the door and we turned to face one another. "Zane," Danica smiled. "Hey, it is good to see you, Officer Danica Campbell, but I have a feeling this isn't a social call," I sighed. "You are correct. There was an incident at the Dixie Roadhouse last night and your name came up during the inquiry. The Sheriff's Department contacted the PD and I decided that it would be more discrete that I meet you at your home as opposed to on campus," Danica related. "What can you tell me about the Dixie Roadhouse?" "I went there with a few buddies, got into a fight, and beat a Warlord named Big Ted into unconsciousness," I informed Danica. "What do you know about a guy named Peter 'Deacon' Baker?" Danica asked. "He's like a big deal with the local chapter but I don't actually know the guy," I replied. She studied me for a moment then appeared to accept me at my word. "This is a different crop of girls," she said with smirk. "Yes, they are friends of mine. Iona is a best bud and Paige is, Paige. She's very smart but very hard to get along with at times too," I explained. "How is your other friend?" She tried to sound casual. "I was curious if she'd be here tonight." "I'll tell her that," I grinned. "It will make her week when she hears you've asked about her. She still thinks you are very special." "She's quite a handful," she grinned back. "Not that I'm complaining. I can hardly get over the sensation of her nipples on my back as she drove into me." Heaven was going to love that, I was sure. Her eyes wandered northward to the adjoining property. "More girls?" I followed her gaze to see three Kappa Sigmas coming through the tree-line. "Those are some Kappa Sigma sorority sisters, friends of mine. They are cool," I told her. "Uh-huh," she sounded skeptical. "There has to be a story behind that that statement, I'm willing to bet." She pulled out a business card from her breast pocket. "Here's my card, in case something regarding the case occurs to you, or whatever." The girls were almost on us so I had to whisper. "You aren't, like, married, or divorced from somebody with violent tendencies, are you?" I inquired softly. "No," she chuckled, "and cause for you asking that question has to be yet another interesting story, I'll bet. Maybe you can tell me about it if we get together." "Mr. Braxton," she said a bit louder as she took a half-step back from me, "have a good weekend and try to stay out of trouble." "I'll do my best, Officer Campbell," I responded. "Ladies," she made a passing recognition of the Kappa Sigs as she left the porch and headed for the car. Only when Danica's cruiser pulled onto the road did the Kappas speak. "Hey, Zane," Leigh spoke up first, "isn't that the speed trap lady?" "Yeah, she's nailed me before," I admitted, and immediately regretted my choice of words. "Really?" Paris prodded me. "Isn't she a bit old for you?" "No, speed trap, she pulled me over but I got off with a warning ticket," I back-pedaled. "So, she got you off," Ferrara skewered me. "Which of her orifices was required for that?" "Aarrrggh," I cried heavenward. "Fine, Iona and Paige Keller are inside. Together with Jill, they will be making dinner for those of us who care to share our table. I have to go a bar and pay off a biker gang chieftain before he hunts me down and kills me." "Can we come along?" Leigh smiled. "We don't want to fight or anything like that, but I'd like to get some video of it, in case something fun happens." "That's right," Ferrara joked. "Something like him being beaten up, shot, stabbed, or killed. Leigh, Zane has sustained two beatings on our behalf. Let's not go for a third time before the month's out." "He didn't take a beating in the second fight," Paris corrected her sister. She was right; in the fight at the mall my opponents hadn't landed a blow. "I heard he was pretty roughly abused when he went to jail over that," Ferrara gave me a knowing smile. "All that conjecture is fascinating, ladies, but I do have a guy to pay off so go inside, make yourself at home, and I'll be back soon," I announced. I kissed each sister; Ferrara on the cheek, Paris on the lips, and Leigh with a tonsillectomy. I double-timed it to my car and didn't look back. The Fading Light And The Lord Mafia. I made it to the Dixie Roadhouse five minutes late. There were only fifteen bikes parked out front so I figured that if something went wrong I'd only be kinda dead, as opposed to the totally dead, killed in five or more fashions. There were three biker babes outside the door, drinking beers and talking; one was thankfully Willa. I made sure I had the money before disembarking from my car and heading in. "Hi there, Zane," Willa greeted me. I recalled that Belle would be working at the bar near UV campus tonight and tomorrow. "Hey, Willa, Katt, and Janet," I grinned. "Willa, if I get out of this, can I have a moment of your time when I get back?" "Sure," Willa seemed curious. "I would like to talk to you too." That was a bit odd but okay. When I entered the Dixie Roadhouse it took me a moment for my eyes to adjust but I knew where Deacon's table was from my last visit. Deacon was there with two of his associates, all in similar states of disrepair. My first thought was: What in the hell happened to them? The second was: Wow, they let someone in a half-body cast out of the hospital rather quickly these days. It looked like a herd of water buffalo had worked out the dance routine from that prison scene in the play Chicago, he had it coming, all over their bodies. None of his infirmities kept Deacon from glaring with horrible malevolence at me as I approached. "Here is your five thousand dollars," I stated as I lay the envelope on the table. None of them made a move on the money and I began to worry. Then I took in the full effects of their injuries and I figured out that not one of the three could reach over and get it. I opted to push the money across the table to the closest cripple. One of the guys managed, with some pain, to pick up the envelope and count the money. "It is all here," the guy mumbled to Deacon. I could see in Deacon's eyes that his hate for me was far from quenched but I didn't know why. It wasn't like I came back and kicked his ass, oh fuck, maybe I had. "I'll be going, then," I said as I backed up four steps. "I hope you feel better next time we meet." With that, I rapidly evacuated myself from the building. I found myself de-stressing next to Willa outside. "So, who in the hell fucked up Deacon and his buddies that bad?" I inquired. "Some people were hoping you could tell us," Willa prodded. "It wasn't me if that is what you are worried about," I assured her. "Tell me what happened." "From what little we've been told or been able to figure out, Deacon and his two senior officers stepped out to their rides around 11:30 last night when they got jumped," Willa related. "Then it gets weird, weirder," Katt continued. "Their attackers dragged them thirty yards over to the electrical shed," she pointed. That way no one could see them from the bar. "Then they proceeded to beat the ever-living hell out of them," Janet concluded, then took a swig of beer. I had to think about that for a moment. "Didn't they see who did it?" I questioned. "Blackbeard and Booth (who I assumed were the other two broken bikers) were knocked out before they saw anything and Deacon hasn't related what he saw, his jaw is wired shut because it's been broken in four places," Willa tried and failed to hide her grin. I had to think about that for a second; Deacon's jaw looked like it was carved out of granite. "Ladies (an affectation they found amusing), if Deacon and his two buddies had gotten into a fight outside the Roadhouse, wouldn't the rest of you come running, and wouldn't they have called out if they saw a gang of guys they didn't know coming toward them?" I ruminated. "That makes sense," Katt confirmed, "but what does that mean?" "One person," I muttered; "one really, really skilled person." "No way," Janet shook her head. "I can and have one-punched a person and I'm only so good," I countered. "I would have figured out which bike was Deacon's, picked the third one closer to the door to hide behind. After that, when he passed by me, I would come around the bike at a crouch-run and kick the closest target where the ear and jaw meet. If I do it right his brain beats around inside his skull a few times and it's lights out," I explained. "It looks like you've given this some thought," Willa observed. "No; the move is standard kick-boxing and the tactics are the usual for ambushing a dangerous animal. If you come at it head-on, you might still win but the price is much higher. Deacon and the other two talking in a place they felt safe was the 'distraction' for the ambush," I explained. "Oh," Willa contemplated the scenario. I could see her eyes walk over the parking lot as she considered the events playing out. "Of course, that still leaves you facing two opponents, right around six feet and 220 to 240 who are adept at violence," I pointed out. "If you could hit the second guy the same way fast enough and somehow render the last one incapable of speech, Willa concluded. "You would have to be insanely fast and if someone was that good, what would they be doing at a biker bar in Lancaster, Virginia?" "Don't you know? This is the destination of choice for all international assassins on the run?" I joked. "Willa, can I have that moment now?" She shrugged, grinned, and walked with me to my car. It was refreshing to be side-by-side with a woman not interested in jumping my bones. If she'd been a lesbian instead of what she was, it would have been perfect. "You are too young for me, Zane," Willa headed me off. "Cool," I answered, which was not what she expected. "I need to talk with you a bit but not here. I don't want to risk anyone else listening in." Now Willa appeared to be curious. "Okay. The abandoned roadside motel on Chandler Road, 2:00 pm tomorrow," she responded. "Thanks, Willa. And also, do you know where I can get some fake ID's?" I asked as I got into my car. "I'll see what I can dig up," Willa smirked. She rejoined her buddies on the porch and was chatting away as I took off for home. I knew that my ordeal for this evening was far from over. There still was the hurdle of finding a place for Paige to sleep and making sure she stayed in the room Jill and I agreed on. The struggle with Jill over Rio had been epic enough; I certainly didn't expect the sounds of women's laughter and modern music to be the first thing I heard when I stepped out of my ride. Mind you, Jill thought Rio still had moral fiber. If I told Rio she had even a single moral fiber left she'd span Heaven and Earth hunting the mythical beast down a la King Pellinore. On the plus side, Aunt Jill knew nothing of Paige so I could play up that angle. I walked indoors to a chorus of 'hey' and 'Zane' coming from the kitchen. I strode into a flurry of dinner-prep activity. Apparently we were attempting Italian sausage ravioli, broccoli & carrots, mashed potatoes, salad, and gazpacho. Okay, I was pretty sure Jill thought ravioli was the invention of Chef Boyardee and

今回のエピソードでは、ベストセラー『ネイティブなら12歳までに覚える 80パターンで英語が止まらない！』の著者・塚本亮さんをゲストにお迎えします。高校時代の挫折からケンブリッジ大学で心理学を学び、現在は英語学習にモチベーション科学を応用している塚本さん。インタビューでは、「80パターン」が生まれた背景や、文法の丸暗記よりも使えるパターンを覚えることの重要性、抵抗感を好奇心に変える思考法、そして“Do”から“Be”へとゴールを転換するマインドセットについて掘り下げます。英語を通して人生を豊かにしたい方におすすめの、実践的でモチベーションが上がる内容です。塚本亮の Info・Instagram：https://www.instagram.com/ryo_tsukamoto/02:39 英語の先生の「世界観」がRyoさんを変える12:22 英語に本気で取り組み始めたのはいつ？どんな方法で学んだ？18:51 留学先で学んだ心理学をどう英語教育に生かしたか23:42 英語学習の先にどんな自分をイメージする？“Do”より“Be”で考えよう30:06 心理的な壁…「呪い」を解くカギは？37:57 モチベーションは後からついてくるもの42:03 “ネイティブなら12歳までに覚える80パターン”執筆のきっかけ51:22 80パターンを効率よく学ぶ方法は？56:28 「伝わらないモヤモヤ」を経験してから学ぶのがベストHapa Buddiesに無料プランが新登場！Hapa英会話オンラインコミュニティ「Hapa Buddies」に、【無料プラン】が新たに追加されました！

It's Halloween - our favourite time of year -  and as a special treat we are running with Marnie Kunz, founder of the running website and newsletter Run Street. We catch up with Marnie as she's moving through Brooklyn's spooky, yet peaceful Greenwood Cemetery. Kunz discusses her journey as a runner, coach, and writer, detailing how she connects running with spooky history through initiatives like the Haunted NYC challenge. We talk about New York City's vibrant running culture, scenic running spots like the bridges, and finish off talking about an article she wrote chronicling the scariest places to run in America (18:32). Happy Halloween!You can follow Marnie on Instagram @runstreetCheck out her website and newsletter: hereSupport the showRunningScaredMedia.comVisit our shop to purchase our jogcasts and other merchEmail us at: therunningscaredpodcast@gmail.comFollow us:Instagram @runningscaredmediaJoin our FB Running Group

Vander Warner first picked up the guitar at age ten and began taking lessons from Tim Martin through middle school and his junior year of high school. After a few early band attempts, he joined Relinquish (2009–2010) and later Savannah Shoulders (2010–2012), all while playing regularly in church.Following a few years away from performing, Vander rediscovered his passion for music after moving to Raleigh, North Carolina, where he began playing in church again and later joined the country band Rebels Fox. In 2021, he relocated to Nashville, where he quickly immersed himself in the local music scene—performing original gigs, playing Broadway shows with a wide range of artists, and touring with acts such as the Matt Bennett Band, Brandon Wisham, and Love and Theft.

My dear friend Jennifer Diehr returned to the podcast to talk about the World Series, what we've been reading, and the terrible algebra course we met in a long, long time ago.

The Twa Teams trio are back as George Cran returns from his break and there is plenty to get through. Dundee United's victory over St Mirren was impressive in a new sort of way while Stephen Robinson was not happy with the referee at Tannadice. Dundee had victory in their hands but threw it away – what happened in that second half? What happened with Scott Bain? And why is Bear so angry?! Talking everything dark blue and tangerine are Courier Sport writers George Cran and Alan Temple alongside ex-Tele Sport editor Graeme Finnan. Twa Teams, One Street is proud to be supported by SPAR Scotland. PLUS: Twa Teams Special with Neil Forsyth - Only available on The Courier website. You can also see us on YouTube at youtube.com/@TheCourierUK/videos

スキマ時間に気軽に楽しめるHapa Intro Clip。今回は、Hapa英会話のオンラインコミュニティ「Hapa Buddies」無料プランのお知らせと、その背景にある思いをシェアします。コミュニティを立ち上げたきっかけやこれまでの歩みに加え、初めて参加する方に向けて、Hapa Buddiesの活用方法や楽しみ方もじっくりご紹介します。英語学習をもっと楽しく続けたい方、仲間とつながりながら学びたい方にぜひ聴いていただきたいエピソードです！Hapa Buddiesに無料プランが新登場！Hapa英会話オンラインコミュニティ「Hapa Buddies」に、【無料プラン】が新たに追加されました！

In this episode, Saranne discusses the power of developing a comic perspective and the importance of finding a humor buddy to navigate the challenges of cancer treatment. She highlights how laughter and humor can provide respite from the cancer world and shares heartwarming anecdotes about her own humor buddy journey. Tune in to discover the benefits of incorporating laughter into your daily life and how it can positively impact your cancer journey.2025 People's Choice Podcast Awards Finalist Ranked the Top 5 Best Cancer Podcasts by CancerCare News in 2024 & 2025, and #1 Rated Cancer Survivor Podcast by FeedSpot in 2024 Beating Cancer Daily is listened to in over 130 countries across 7 continents and features over 390 original daily episodes hosted by Stage IV survivor  Saranne Rothberg.   To learn more about Host Saranne Rothberg and The ComedyCures Foundation:https://www.comedycures.org/ To write to Saranne or a guest:https://www.comedycures.org/contact-8 To record a message to Saranne or a guest:https://www.speakpipe.com/BCD_Comments_Suggestions To sign up for the free Health Builder Series live on Zoom with Saranne and Jacqui, go to The ComedyCures Foundation's homepage:https://www.comedycures.org/ Please support the creation of more original episodes of Beating Cancer Daily and other free ComedyCures Foundation programs with a tax-deductible contribution:http://bit.ly/ComedyCuresDonate THANK YOU! Please tell a friend whom we may help, and please support us with a beautiful review. Have a blessed day! Saranne 

今日の会話では、フィリップとブリーがカナダの学校でのフランス語学習、ケベック州以外での実際の使用頻度、そして異なる州出身のカナダ人が互いにフランス語で話そうとした時に何が起こるかについて話します。ブリーが語るカナダにおけるフランス語の現実について、聞いてみましょう。スクリプト　→ hapaeikaiwa.com/podcast557Intro 0:15Questions 13:09Live Conversation 13:59Questions&Answers 16:30Summary 18:07Phrases of the Day 20:29Repeat 27:31Conclusion 32:36Hapa Buddiesに無料プランが新登場！Hapa英会話オンラインコミュニティ「Hapa Buddies」に、【無料プラン】が新たに追加されました！

This week the Buddies discuss the best events they've attended, the new Pokemon Legends ZA game, faerie field work, historical parallels, Everyday Carry, and self-improvement out of spite. Share with a friend! Contact Us: Facebook Instagram Email Youtube Recommendations: Pokemon Legends ZA (video game), Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries (audio book), In The Garden of Beasts (book)

The Oklahoman's Justin Martinez and Joe Mussatto give their takeaways from the OKC Thunder's opening-night home win over the Houston Rockets.

Strap in, this is the logest F-BUDDIES episode to date! Mike and Andy discuss the life altering news that Andy has recently received. Plus, massive North Shore Beefs talk, the Ed Gein Netflix series, and other nonsense. We're the food show your deserve.Special THANKS to The Gary Girolamo Group, Ben Franklin Print Co., Twisted Fate Brewing, Anthony's Roast Beef in Reading, Jamie's Roast Beef, C&S Pizza and Beef, Summit's Place & Brother's!Thanks to the very talented Mark DiChiara for the original F-Buddies theme music.

We're taking a quick break from our regularly-scheduled adventure due to irregular schedules! In its stead we present another fine Acting for your enjoyment. I'm sure you'll never guess what it is from the title. Jyessi is defined by stuff. Vons is so cool he gives Cool Vons a run for his money. Lucky gives into player bleed. Gex has faith in people's critical thinking skills. Check us out online! We're at https://www.primaryattribute.com

The Balds are back and the phone is ringing again! In Episode 10, JimJam & Jonny dive deep into *The Black Phone 2* — the long-awaited sequel to the chilling 2022 hit. The boys break down what worked, what fell flat, and whether the Grabber's return still delivers the same eerie vibes or just dials in the scares.Expect spooky laughs, honest takes, and a few bald-headed theories about where this horror franchise might go next. Plus, you know the Buddies — they've got some behind-the-scenes chatter, snack talk, and random chaos sprinkled in like always.☎️ Will the call be worth answering this time? Tune in to find out!#TheBigBaldBuddies #BlackPhone2 #HorrorMovies #MovieReview #EthanHawke #HorrorTalk #JimJamAndJonny #TheGrabber #horrorcommunity All Links Herehttps://linktr.ee/bigbaldbuddies

Mon, 20 Oct 2025 07:30:00 GMT http://relay.fm/roboism/73 http://relay.fm/roboism/73 Kathy Campbell and Alex Cox Alex and Kathy cover a number of friendly and less friendly topics and try to avoid a Satanic Panic. Alex and Kathy cover a number of friendly and less friendly topics and try to avoid a Satanic Panic. clean 4536 Alex and Kathy cover a number of friendly and less friendly topics and try to avoid a Satanic Panic. Links and Show Notes: Support Roboism with a Relay Membership Submit Feedback I Hate My Friend | WIRED Playing to Win Friends & Influence People AI-Fueled Spiritual Delusions Are Destroying Human Relationships Antipsychotic medications: a timeline - Our World in Data General psychopathology links and psychotic symptoms in a network approach | Schizophrenia How a chatbot encouraged a man who wanted to kill the Queen The Emerging Problem of "AI Psychosis" | Psychology Todaypaper The Real Demon Inside ChatGPT | WIRED ChatGPT Gave Instructions for Devil Worship - The Atlantic Empire of AI by Karen Hao The AI Mirror by Baillie Gifford The Anxious Generation - If Books Could Kill - Apple Podcasts Condé Nast Announces Partnership with OpenAI She Fell in Love With Her Psychiatrist, Told TikTokChatGPT Who TF Did I Marry? - Wikipedia What's The 'Alexander Come Back to Sleep' Trend? | Know Your Meme Lin-Manuel Miranda Can't Get Enough of the Hamilton TikTok Trend - YouTube News - Dragonmount Alex Cox K

Life isn't meant to be lived alone. Just like divers rely on their dive buddies to check in and keep them safe beneath the waves, we too need people who will walk beside us through life's deep waters.In this episode, Michael Lane and Michaela Vorwerk talk about the importance of having — and being — a spiritual “dive buddy.” Are you checking in on your friends, lifting them up in prayer, and encouraging them to look for God's hand in everyday moments?Join us as we explore how strong friendships and faith can help us navigate even the deepest trials.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------DONATE: https://evidence4faith.org/give/ WEBSITE: https://evidence4faith.org/NEWSLETTER: http://eepurl.com/hpazV5BOOKINGS: https://evidence4faith.org/bookings/CONTACT: Evidence 4 Faith, 349 Knights Ave Kewaskum WI 53040 , info@evidence4faith.orgMy goal is that their hearts, having been knit together in love, may be encouraged, and that they may have all the riches that assurance brings in their understanding of the knowledge of the mystery of God, namely, Christ, in whom are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge. - Colossians 2:2-3CREDITS: Developed & Hosted by Michael Lane and Michaela Vorwerk. Produced & Edited by Isabel Kolste. Graphics & Publication by Isabel Kolste. Additional Art, Film, & Photography Credits: Stock media “Memories” provided by mv_production / Pond5 | Logo Stinger: Unsplash.com: Leinstravelier, Logan Moreno Gutierrez, Meggyn Pomerieau, Jaredd Craig, NASA, NOASS, USGS, Sam Carter, Junior REIS, Luka Vovk, Calvin Craig, Mario La Pergola, Timothy Eberly, Priscilla Du Preez, Ismael Paramo, Tingey Injury Law Firm, Dan Cristian Pădureț, Jakob Owens | Wikimedia: Darmouth University Public Domain, Kelvinsong CC0 | Stock media “A stately Story (Stiner02)” provided by lynnepublishing / Pond5

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On todays show we are running with Justin Andreas, a digital creator, runner, and ultra-marathoner stationed in Fairbanks, Alaska! From the moment we began the interview, Justin's positivity and forward thinking mentality shine through. We discuss the unique challenges of running in the Alaskan wilderness, his experiences and overcoming difficulties in races like the Big Horn 100, and his personal philosophy for ultra-running. Justin also shares his goals, such as running an ultra-marathon in every state, and his commitment to fostering positivity and community support among runners through his social media presence and his podcast, Golden Hour Adventures. If you're looking for a lift, you'll be instantly engaged and inspired by Justins mental approach and outlook on life. We were! Find Justin on Instagram @running_in_stacheFollow his podcast on Instagram @golden_hour_adventures_podcast available across all podcast platforms. Support the showRunningScaredMedia.comVisit our shop to purchase our jogcasts and other merchEmail us at: therunningscaredpodcast@gmail.comFollow us:Instagram @runningscaredmediaJoin our FB Running Group

On this episode, the Buddies return to their YA roots with Marie Lu's 2011 dystopian novel "Legend". This one had all the elements of a classic YA novel, enemies to lovers, some love triangles, and of course a story that focuses on 15-year-olds that are the smartest people alive, Olympic-level athletes, AND models. The Buddies got to chatting about the difference between sociopath/psychopath/masochist, ChatGPT writing books, and the importance of not wearing jewelry/accessories. So, leave your neckless at home, but practice your Spider-Man climbing skills, and join the other Legends that listen to this pod, better known as Buddies. Intro/Book Report (0:00-3:01)Stock Up/Down (3:02-33:21)Favorite Scene/Character (33:22-38:12)Love/Hate (38:13-48:11)Conclusion/Casting (48:12-52:07)NEXT BOOK: Executive Power by Vince Flynn

Mike Wendt and Andy Ferg celebrate the 7th Anniversary of North Shore Beefs. Plus, John Candy, Andy's MRI, and other nonsense. We're the food show your deserve.Special THANKS to The Gary Girolamo Group, Ben Franklin Print Co., Twisted Fate Brewing, Anthony's Roast Beef in Reading, Cabaret Lounge, Jamie's Roast Beef, C&S Pizza and Beef, Summit's Place & Brother's!Thanks to the very talented Mark DiChiara for the original F-Buddies theme music.

On today's episode of Running Buddies we are on the trail with track runner and coach Michael Darazi. We discuss Mike's goal to compete for the Lebanese national track team and get into the process of how it all came about. From joining a running club in Lebanon to competing in their national championships for cross country and track and field, Mike's passion shines through as he shares his future goal of achieving a top-seven finish to qualify for the World Championship. We also discuss his experiences as an American competing abroad, his motivation for running, the mentors that have helped guide him along the way, and we even get a great story from Mike's college career.Follow Michael Darazi on Instagram @thedaraziSupport the showRunningScaredMedia.comVisit our shop to purchase our jogcasts and other merchEmail us at: therunningscaredpodcast@gmail.comFollow us:Instagram @runningscaredmediaJoin our FB Running Group

Soul/rock/reggae artist The Ambassador stands out among others by displaying a strong, soulful vocal presence combined with addictive, upbeat rhythms. His music flows seamlessly from stock reggae beats to bluesy grooves infused with rock and hip-hop. The Ambassador couples catchy hooks and danceable music with intelligent lyrics and a positive message bringing fans of all ages and walks of life. The high-energy performances will keep you bouncing hours after the show's end. The Ambassador is Stephen Gabriel Lewis, a Virginia native that has performed and recorded with some of the finest reggae/rock musicians from Southern California to Southwest Virginia, sharing the stage with acts like Midnite, the Wailers, Steel Pulse, Stick Figure, Xavier Rudd, Mike Pinto, The Movement and more. As a follow up to the full-length release “New Roots”, nominated “World Music Album of the Year” at the San Diego Music Awards, The Ambassador's long-awaited studio effort entitled "Cali Love" was released in late 2018. As can be heard in the uptempo single “Powerful Love” with Pato Banton, this latest work features musicianship from a diverse group of San Diego area session players from bands like Elektric Voodoo, Psydecar, SDIB, Southtown Generals and the legendary Wailing Souls. The Ambassador continues to perform both acoustically and with his band Chosen Few at select venues and intends to bring good vibes and inspiration to all who listen.

The Buddies return with Fredrik Backman's 2025 novel "My Friends," their second dive into Backman's work after "Anxious People." They get to chatting about art snobs, nicknames, train conductor, and how this books first draft was originally was way more depressing. The Buddies try to bring some levity to this one (and some much-needed revenge on specific parents). Like the book this one is filled with a bunch of ups and downs. So, fill out your postcards, imagine you are 14 again (you'll need it for our sense of humor), and join us along with all of our other Buddies, or as we like to call them “My Friends”.Intro (0:00-4:11)Stock Up/Down (4:12-38:32)Favorite Scene/Character (38:33-42:11)Love/Hate/Lingering Questions (42:12-53:08)Conclusion/Casting (53:08-57:26) NEXT BOOK: Legend by Marie Lu

This week the crew is joined by Mitchell the lead developer for Battlegrounds! He answers all of our burning questions about Buddies and Anomalies and so much more!   Here is the newsletter I write that releases every Sunday morning! https://stormraige.substack.com/ Logo Created By: Nate Wolfe. Modifications by Gingersaurous Theme Song By: Se7enist. https://open.spotify.com/artist/5kmsQa4jBfiUwWLqOp64GX? You can buy merch here: https://blizzlet.myspreadshop.com/all

JimJam and Jonny are back in the studio recapping their wild Indianapolis adventure — from deep dish pizza at Giordano's

The Oklahoman's Justin Martinez and Joe Mussatto give their predictions for the OKC Thunder during the 2025-26 NBA season.

Mike Wendt and Andy Ferg recap all the shenanigans that went into the weekend that was the 4th Annual North Shore Beefs Golf Tournament and the Grand Opening of Twisted Fate Brewing's NEW location at Suffolk Downs. Plus, we solved the Super Bowl Halftime Show problem (you're welcome) and other nonsense. We're the food show your deserve.Special THANKS to The Gary Girolamo Group, Ben Franklin Print Co., Twisted Fate Brewing, Anthony's Roast Beef in Tewksbury & Reading, Cabaret Lounge, Jamie's Roast Beef, and C&S Pizza and Beef!Thanks to the very talented Mark DiChiara for the original F-Buddies theme music.

Our friends are back to share travel stories and celebrate birthdays. Josh goes to Europe and hits up Oktoberfest and 15 different breweries. The McPolanders go green in Ireland, and taste their way accross the island. Join us for Part 1 of this episode with lots of love and fond memories made on this episode of Brew Happy!

The Oklahoman's Justin Martinez and Joe Mussatto discuss what they learned from the OKC Thunder's media day, NBA preseason play and more.

Sophie thinks her man Josh is cheating with a girl in their class! Follow us on socials! @themorningmess

It's The Troy Lee Designs Race Tech Blair Matthes Project where industry insiders Daniel Blair and Steve Matthes dig in on a multitude of topics. After the dust settled in Las Vegas, Team USA seemed very up in the air for Motocross of Nations but we finally have some answers. Let's dive in!