Podcasts about butterflies

Starting comedy on a whim at an open mic in the year 2000, Mike Brody has since devoted his life to perfecting the delivery of his high-energy act. Bucking the trend of the apathetic comedian, his genuine passion for his craft draws audience members into the unique world of Mike Brody: An affable, clever guy whose life is often derailed by his own neurotic, obsessive-compulsive and clumsy tendencies. Brody has spent the last 20+ years touring the U.S. and internationally and hosts the beloved "Only You Would Think That" podcast with fellow comedian Jessi Campbell. He has been featured on the nationally syndicated radio program "The Bob & Tom Show" as well as the "The Dan Patrick Show" podcast. He's recorded two comedy albums on Blonde Medicine, with tracks regularly featured on SirusXM Satellite Radio. Brody can also be seen in his Dry Bar Comedy special "Not Afraid of Butterflies

We all love the butterflies… but what if those flutters are actually red flags in disguise? In this episode we're unpacking whether butterflies mean excitement, anxiety, or something more serious. Let's talk intuition, attraction, and the difference between “this feels thrilling” and “this feels wrong.”Follow us on IG: @tellmesispodcast https://bit.ly/3sPtSTsFollow us on TikTok: @tellmesispodcast https://bit.ly/3WniYlBListen on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3SZoSa7Listen on Apple Podcast: https://apple.co/3e70iFCFollow + Support AlexIG: http://bit.ly/1TUKMdBTikTok: https://bit.ly/3sp0hA5YouTube: http://bit.ly/1UWrxxqFollow + Support KylaIG: http://bit.ly/1L24YEdtellmesispodcast@gmail.com

Welcome to The B-Side! Here we talk about movie directors! Not the movies that made them famous or kept them famous, but the ones that they made in between.  Today we discuss David Cronenberg, one of the truly great Canadian geniuses and the filmmaker credited with the advent of “body horror” (a distinction he bristles against, for what it's worth). Our B-Sides today include Fast Company, The Brood, M. Butterfly, and Spider. Our guest today is the incomparable Veronica Fitzpatrick, professor at Brown University and Editor-at-Large and Podcast Co-Host at Bright Wall/Dark Room.  We talk about how handsome Oliver Reed is in The Brood, how Cronenberg's films often start with a bang, how misguided M. Butterfly is, and how Fast Company was, in fact, a movie directed by David Cronenberg. There's talk of his novel Consumed, his multiple collaborations with certain great performers like Jeremy Irons, and his incredible, intellectual mind. This is a man who has adapted Stephen King, William Burroughs, Don DeLillo, J.G. Ballard, and Patrick McGrath. What range! There's the real-life French diplomat on which M. Butterfly is based, as well as the metatextual nature of both Cronenberg's adaptation of David Henry Hwang and his later picture A Dangerous Method. It's Cronenberg taking stock of the psychology of his own films! Fascinating. Veronica mentions B.D. Wong's Tony speech, we all marvel at the fact that Adrian Lyne remade Lolita (with Jeremy Irons!) in 1997 and it barely got a release! There's a lot in here! Happy Halloween!

A replay of one of our favorite episodes in time for Halloween and Día de los Muertos. Join Lauren and the Reading Bug as they follow the path of the great monarch migration into Mexico to learn all about monarch butterflies and to celebrate the Mexican holiday of Día de los Muertos. Explore the books in the Reading Bug's book bag at ⁠www.thereadingbug.com/adventures/butterfly

Walter Marsh with the surreal tale of Colin Wyatt, the ski champion, mountaineer, wartime camouflage expert, artist, and naturalist who committed one of the world's biggest-ever museum heists in the 1940s.In January 1947, by chance, it was found that over 3,000 rare and precious specimens of butterflies had vanished from museums in Sydney, Melbourne, and Adelaide. Alarmingly, the missing insects included many priceless ‘holotypes' — the first specimen of a given species to be identified, against which all others are compared.On the other side of the world, New Scotland Yard descended on a nondescript country house in Surrey, where they found a trove of over 40,000 butterfly specimens. The culprit was Colin Wyatt, a Cambridge-educated ski champion, mountaineer, wartime camouflage expert, artist, and amateur naturalist whose high-flying exploits cut a path from the Alps of Europe to a London court room to a final expedition to the jungles of Guatemala.Walter Marsh has written down the strange and confounding tale of the gentleman butterfly thief in his new book.This episode of Conversations was produced by Jennifer Leake, executive producer is Nicola Harrison.It explores museum heists, museum thefts, gentlemen criminals, natural history, lepidopterists, butterflies, butterfly stealing,adventurers, skiing, mountaineering, war, WWII, alps, london, stealing from a museum, theft from museum, famous museum heists, strange criminals, smooth criminals, why do people commit crime, collectors, the collector, extreme collections.To binge even more great episodes of the Conversations podcast with Richard Fidler and Sarah Kanowski go the ABC listen app (Australia) or wherever you get your podcasts. There you'll find hundreds of the best thought-provoking interviews with authors, writers, artists, politicians, psychologists, musicians, and celebrities.

A cicada emerges from the ground into an Alabama wood, but it isn't what he was expecting.Written especially for this podcast by Simon.  If you enjoyed this story, please do leave us a review.  And, if you'd like to suggest an animal for a future Animal Tales story, you can do so by emailing podcast@animaltales.uk. We would love to hear from you.  Animal Tales Books!Collections of Animal Tales children's stories are available to buy exclusively at Amazon. Simply search for Animal Tales Short Stories or follow this link: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0CLJQZ9C9?binding=paperback&ref=dbs_dp_sirpi Become a PREMIUM SubscriberYou can now enjoy Animal Tales by becoming a Premium Subscriber. This gets you:All episodes in our catalogue advert freeBonus Premium-only episodes (one per week) which will never be used on the main podcastWe guarantee to use one of your animal suggestions in a storyYou can sign up through Apple Podcasts or through Supercast and there are both monthly and yearly plans available.   Discover a brand new story every Monday, Wednesday and Friday – just for you!  You can find more Animal Tales at https://www.spreaker.com/show/animal-tales-the-kids-story-podcastA Note About The AdvertsIn order to allow us to make these stories we offer a premium subscription and run adverts. The adverts are not chosen by us, but played automatically depending on the platform you listen through (Apple Podcasts, Spotify, etc) and the country you live in. The adverts may even be different if you listen to the story twice.We have had a handful of instances where an advert has played that is not suitable for a family audience, despite the podcast clearly being labelled for children. If you're concerned about an advert you hear, please contact the platform you are listening to directly. Spotify, in particular, has proven problematic in the past, for both inappropriate adverts and the volume at which the adverts play. If you find this happening, please let Spotify know via their Facebook customer care page. As creators, we want your child's experience to be a pleasurable one. Running adverts is necessary to allow us to operate, but please do consider the premium subscription service as an alternative – it's advert free.

Welcome to Episode 48 of The Paranormal Rundown! This episode our Very Special, Skeptical Guest is David's oldest son Jacob! He digs into paranormal ideas with us, offering clear, non-paranormal alternatives. We dive into Clowns and Coulrophobia, Masks, Haunted Dolls, and the experiences of Fr. Mike at a New Orleans Voodoo Shop and with a Witch Doctor in Belize. Along the way, Vic shows us an unscrupulous delinquent he can be on Facebook, with both he and Fr. Mike trying their best to corrupt a very smart, innocent young man! Additional topics include The Uncanny Valley, Steven King's Writing Process, Cryptid Clowns, Genetic Memory and Butterflies, Victor's Fraudulent Haunted Doll, Facebook's Haunted Doll Community, Anabelle, Robert The Doll, VooDoo Shop Sickness, St. Augustine Haunts, UFOs, Belize Witchcraft and Garifuna, Physical vs Spiritual Presence, and much more. We are sure you will enjoy the thoughtful consideration Jacob brings, so be sure to let us know if you want him to come back in future episodes (Not to replace David).Also, we want to make you aware of some changes taking place in the near future. First, we will be migrating our podcast to Spotify in the next week or so. So please contact us if you have any issues with downloads or episodes. This should be transparent, but you never know. In addition, we will be changing the cadence of episodes from bi-monthly to bi-weekly. So there will be a couple more episodes a year, and we will shoot for a consistent rollout of every other Wednesday. We have a lot of great episodes coming up, so please tune in!If you would like to have a fun, deep, wandering discussion on the paranormal, please email us at feedback@paranormalrundown.com , and be a guest on the show!The Paranormal Rundown is a partnership between the hosts David Griffith, Father Michael Birdsong, and Vic Hermanson.Be sure to check out our partner podcasts:You can find Vic at Trailer Trash Terrors, https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/vic-hermansonYou can find Father Birdsong at https://www.becomingahouseofprayer.com, as well as hear his new podcast Ending the Curse at:https://open.spotify.com/show/5yL7ZAN4wcRKnMPAlalVXW Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Healing is the Butterfly Effect in motion, every small act of self-awareness creates a ripple that transforms the whole of who you are. Just as a butterfly's wings can shift the wind, your decision to heal, even quietly, can change the entire atmosphere of your life.” ~ Moya Rang~

The Old World Swallowtail is scientifically known as Papilio machaon. And yes this the butterfly on all those classic field guide covers”. The yellow wings with black veins and those elegant little tails make them iconic in the world of butterflies, but it's not just a pretty face — it's a survivor, an actor in myths, and a worldwide traveler that's been gliding through history for thousands of years.   Patreon -> https://www.patreon.com/user?u=46499107 YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@InsectsforFun  IG: https://www.instagram.com/insects4fun/ FB: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100085443614825 Email: Insectsfordummies@gmail.com  Discord -> https://discord.gg/pDJH3CYcG6     Music by: Brillion  

President Donald Trump's privately funded plan to build a 90,000-square-foot ballroom has Democrats like Sens. Bernie Sanders and Elizabeth Warren fuming about “luxury” while they've shut down the government. Presidents have remodeled the White House for over a century—from Harry Truman's gut renovation to Barack Obama's basketball court—yet only Trump gets scorn. Victor Davis Hanson breaks down the hypocrisy on today's episode of “Victor Davis Hanson: In a Few Words.” “Do we really want to know what belittles the White House? I mean, we're just coming off the Biden administration, where cocaine was found in a carrel in the West Wing. … Do you remember when Barack Obama was president? He brought in a whole cadre of Muslim Brotherhood people that were tied to Hamas Islamic terrorism. He brought an entourage, in 2012, into the White House. I remember, 2016, he thought it would be neat to have his favorite rappers in the White House. Kendrick Lamar—“Pimp a Butterfly.” Remember those lyrics about killing the police in the White House? That rapper—‘kill po-po,' as he said.  “We could go on with the embarrassing incidents. I won't mention what transpired between Monica Lewinsky and Bill Clinton right off the Oval Office in the presidential laboratory. But nonetheless, the ballroom was needed. 

Steve and Captain Evil cover it all—Whataburger, Disneyland, and a little Halloween shaming. Plus, twelve-year-old musical artist Bria Stone stops by to share a sneak peek of her new song, “Butterflies.”

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In honor of it being spooky season, we discuss the strange things that people are afraid of despite them...not being scary.

Becoming the Butterfly — Episode 2: Visioning the Butterfly Crossing the River of Change   Series: A 6-part Tribe Sober x Lynette Le Roux mini-series Host: Lynette Le Roux Music: “Remember” by Sutherland — used with permission   Episode summary   From the Not This awakening to the imaginal becoming: Lynette maps how Brooke Castillo's Model (C→T→F→A→R) meets the butterfly's cocoon. You'll practice creating from your future self, activating “imaginal cells” of new thoughts and feelings to shape different actions and results.   What you'll learn The cocoon as the river of change where the old dissolves and new wings form How thoughts (the “imaginal cells”) create feelings → actions → results A practical way to think from your future self instead of your past   Reflection & practice Write two Models: (1) Old Self and (2) Imaginal/Future Self Practice the new feeling (from your future self model) for one minute daily this week   Timestamps (optional) 00:00 — Opening: “Remember” (Sutherland) 00:44 — Welcome & recap 01:45 — Cocoon & imaginal cells 02:22 — The Model explained 06:38— Wine example (two realities, one bottle) 08:30 — River of change (a.k.a. “river of misery”) 09:56 — Future-self visioning practice 12:45 — Revisit your Why List 13:49 — Two-model journaling + daily feeling rep 16:37— Wisdom Echoes 17:18 — Call to action & teaser for Ep 3 18:08 — Outro: “Remember” (reprise) Links Tribe Sober: https://tribesober.com Email Lynette: lynette@llrcoaching.com Call to action If you'd like help with your Models or crafting your future-self vision, email lynette@llrcoaching.com and let's start a conversation. Credits Host & writer: Lynette Le Roux Collaboration: Tribe Sober Music: “Remember” by Sutherland (used with permission)  

At first, a flutter at the edge of my vision made me think that an autumn leaf had somehow managed to fall half a mile to the middle of the lake. A closer look revealed the dark purple wings of a mourning cloak butterfly. In late September?  Weeks later, a flutter at the edge of my vision caught my attention just in time to watch an autumn leaf come to rest on the ground. Small quaking aspen leaves carpeted the trail in a mosaic of yellow and green. They were evidence of yet another way that a Lepidopteran (butterflies and moths) survives the winter. Colorful leaves and colorful wings flutter on fall breezes, all getting ready for winter. 

The butterfly effect is crazy because what if soda companies never successfully used the “flavor enhancer” argument with the FDA almost a half-century ago...the almost $26 billion U.S. energy drinks market likely wouldn't exist today! Though, before we get into that FDA decision from 1980, you must first understand that the original recipes of both Coca-Cola and Pepsi included kola nuts, which contained caffeine but also provided a distinctive bitter flavor. Eventually, largely due to concerns about cost and product consistency…the “cola” flavor we recognize today is not the taste of the kola nut itself. Instead, it's a complex blend of multiple ingredients (including a standardized, isolated form of caffeine). So, with that industry shift in product and supply chain strategy, it no longer mattered if you were a cola beverage or a citrus-flavored soda like Mountain Dew…caffeine became a food additive. And that means…when the Tip Corporation acquired Mountain Dew from its founders in 1960, its decision to revamp the recipe (adding more caffeine than the typical cola) wasn't just paramount to the beverage's success but also to our butterfly effect. But throughout the 1970s, health concerns surrounding caffeine intensified…and by 1980, consumer advocacy groups started petitioning the FDA to remove caffeine from its "generally recognized as safe" (GRAS) food additives list. But in response to the FDA questioning the GRAS status of caffeine, packaged beverage manufacurers argued that they used the ingredient as a "flavor enhancer," not for its stimulant effects. Though, in the fall of 1980, the FDA proposed that caffeine be removed from the "Generally Recognized as Safe" (GRAS) list but stopped short of banning it, citing the need for further safety tests. Instead, the FDA made caffeine an interim food additive…and in the meantime, placed a limit on the amount that could be added to carbonated soft drinks. This decision was widely criticized by consumer advocacy groups, who proclaimed the FDA caved to the powerful beverage industry. But maybe even more infuriating, the FDA proposal to remove caffeine from the GRAS list (essentially reclassifying caffeine as a drug), which would have obviously put significant restrictions on its use in foods and beverages, was never finalized. But the ensuing regulatory uncertainty created a new pathway for beverages with high caffeine levels to enter the market under a different category. Under the 1994 Dietary Supplement Health and Education Act (DSHEA), ingredients like caffeine were presumed safe for use in dietary supplements unless the FDA could prove otherwise. This created basically a dual regulatory system where the same ingredient (caffeine) was treated differently depending on the product classification…allowing dietary supplement companies to develop and market “drinks” with much higher caffeine levels. And it resulted in the development of an entirely new beverage category, with modern energy drinks like Red Bull entering the U.S. market about three decades ago. This butterfly effect was crazy, right? If soda companies never successfully used the “flavor enhancer” argument with the FDA in 1980, today's U.S. energy drinks market wouldn't be $26 billion dollars in retail sales. Moreover, energy drinks would not have become status symbols…or basically aspirational mixtures, representing lifestyle taste and identity by association, making it arguably the most important beverage category.

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It's time for another fun time at The Green Tent event. You will feel as though you are right in the tent with me. It was a pleasure attending The Green Tent event yet again as a very special celebrity guest. The Green Tent events are a group that's connecting women in Missouri who work in the cannabis industry. This is a monthly event in St. Louis & beyond. There's a video on my socials for you to enjoy. I had so much fun & met really wonderful women from all parts of the industry. I really loved getting to know everyone & make some new friends. I'm looking forward to the next one. Follow me on my socials @highanddoingthings

This week, Liberty and Emily discuss When They Burned the Butterfly, This is a Safe Space, Balancing Act, and more great books! Subscribe to All the Books! using RSS, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify and never miss a book. Sign up for the weekly New Books! newsletter for even more new book news. Ready for a cozy, bookish autumn? Let Tailored Book Recommendations help you find your next favorite read with handpicked suggestions from professional book nerds. Get started today from just $18! Books Discussed On the Show: When They Burned the Butterfly by Wen-yi Lee This is a Safe Space by Lucinda Berry This Is the Only Kingdom by Jaquira Díaz Balancing Act by Paula Chase Damaged People: A Memoir of Fathers and Sons by Joe McGinniss Jr. The Graceview Patient by Caitlin Starling The Lost Reliquary (Divine Thrall Book 1) by Lyndsay Ely The Unveiling by Quan Barry For a complete list of books discussed in this episode, visit our website. This content contains affiliate links. When you buy through these links, we may earn an affiliate commission. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Are you a Butterfly, Evergreen, Firefly, or Wallflower?

Trevor and Sley House intern Paige Thompson are joined by Wen-yi Lee to talk about her adult fantasy novel When They Burned the Butterfly, available now from Tor books. They talk about the book's exploration of nation-making, queer identity-building, and how the book explores destruction and reconstruction, plus a whole lot more.You can get the novel at your local library or your favorite book retailer, and you can check out Wen-yi Lee at www.wenyileewrites.com. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Just over fifty years ago, developers hoped to build on San Bruno Mountain until a movement was launched to protect the land and its endangered butterflies.

Butterfly series: Episode 1 “Not This — The Moment the Butterfly Knows”   Series: Becoming the Butterfly (6-part mini-series with Tribe Sober & Janet Gourand) Host: Lynette Le Roux Music: “Remember” by Sutherland (used with permission)   Episode summary Lynette opens the series with the tender, catalytic moment of “Not This”—the quiet inner knowing that your current life no longer fits. Through the butterfly metaphor, mindfulness (Ellen Langer), and Positive Intelligence, she invites you to notice where your own wings are beginning to stir.   What you'll learn Why a Not This moment is both painful and sacred How surrender (the cocoon) precedes transformation A gentle mindfulness lens: “the simple act of noticing new things” A reflection prompt to begin moving from awareness to change   Reflection prompt   Journal: “I don't know exactly what's next, but I know… not this.” Then ask: “If not this, what feels lighter, truer, more alive?”   Timestamps 00:00 — Opening music: “Remember” (Sutherland) 00:44 — Series intro & collaboration with Tribe Sober 03:52 — Lynette's story: the Not This moment 07:23 — Teaching: Mindfulness in transformation (Ellen Langer) 09:34 — Reflection & call to action 10:47 — What's next in the series + how to connect 13:25 — Outro music: “Remember” (reprise)   Resources & links Tribe Sober — community, challenges, and support: tribesober.com Email Lynette — coaching & programs: lynette@llrcoaching.com   Teaser — Episode 2 Turning Not This into a clear vision: Lynette introduces the cognitive tool that changed her life and how to cross the “river of misery” with compassion and practice.   Credits Host & writer: Lynette Le Roux Collaboration: Tribe Sober & Janet Gourand Music: “Remember” by Sutherland (used with permission)  

On this episode of The Hollywood Outsider podcast, once again streaming networks have cancelled shows and left us with TV cliffhangers, such as Prime's Countdown and Butterfly. Therefore, it's far time we demanded that they stop ending shows that aren't renewed with cliffhangers and give fans story resolutions. But how do we make them pay attention? Also, Jared Leto isn't a movie star, M. Night Shyamalan shakes his Magic 8 Ball. Plus, reviews of Good Fortune, The Mastermind, The Wilderness, and more! Click here for more info on our 2026 Alaskan Cruise! Discussed on this episode (0:00 – 18:15) Jared Leto, Stranger Things, Magic 8 Ball (18:16 – 40:40) From the Outside In Topic: Stop TV Cliffhangers! (40:41 – 46:05) Upcoming Attractions (46:06 – 49:17) The Mastermind (49:18 – 54:23) The Wilderness (54:24 – 59:44) Good Fortune (59:45 – 1:09:25) Whatcha Been Watching - Boots, The Woman in Cabin 10, Chad Powers Click here for more info on our 2026 Alaskan Cruise! Listen to our true crime podcast, Inspired By A True Story, now available in your favorite podcast feed! Please support The Hollywood Outsider and gain immediate access to bonus content, including Patreon exclusive podcast content like our Bad Movie Night by visiting Patreon.com/ TheHollywoodOutsider Be sure to join our Facebook Group Join us on Discord Follow us on X @BuyPopcorn Subscribe on Apple Subscribe on Spotify Subscribe via RSS

This program features a unique public affairs arts conversation between Chinese-born composer Huang Ruo and Matthew Shilvock, who is in his tenth season as San Francisco Opera's general director. The Monkey King (猴王悟空), by Huang Ruo and American librettist/playwright David Henry Hwang, conducted by Carolyn Kuan, is of topical interest as an action hero story with moments of peace and reflection. The Monkey King centers around the mythic hero from China's classic novel Journey to the West. A monkey born from a stone becomes the ruler of the monkeys and challenges the gods of the seas and heavens in a bid for immortality. SF Opera is producing the world premiere, performed in English and Chinese, uniting the disciplines of opera, dance and puppetry. The Monkey King's blended production is not your grandmothers' traditional opera! It's also a 2024 blockbuster video game Black Myth: Wukong. Musical theatre audiences are familiar with Broadway's acclaimed Tony award winning M. Butterfly team, which was also led by Ruo and American librettist/playwright David Henry Whang and conductor Carolyn Kuan. Describing a technique he calls "dimensionalism," Ruo uses a “musical voice which draws equal inspiration from Chinese folk, Western avant-garde, rock and jazz (Mimakos, 2011)." Of Monkey King, he says, "In our new opera, which blends cultural traditions with a spectacular multidisciplinary production, I hope to bring this Eastern superhero to life and shine a hopeful light that will always appear in any turbulent time.” Shilvock announced that The Monkey King, opening November 14 at War Memorial Opera House, reflects SF Opera's commitment to global storytelling that makes a difference. He notes that “It's indicative of artistry that affirms the Bay Area as one of the great cultural centers of the world.” Our moderator will be Cole Thomason-Redus, vice chair of the Arts Member-led Forum, and educational content curator for San Francisco Opera. An Arts Member-led Forum program. Forums at the Club are organized and run by volunteer programmers who are members of The Commonwealth Club, and they cover a diverse range of topics. Learn more about our Forums. In Association with San Francisco Opera and Chinese Heritage Foundation of Minnesota.  Organizer: Anne W Smith & Cole Thomas-Redus   Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This month's featured poet is Holli Carrell, whose debut collection Apostasies was recently published by Perugia Press. Holli speaks about her personal process of reflection and discovery—including an intentional turn toward the natural world—after leaving the Mormon church of her upbringing.  In Ask Randi, Dr. Randi Eckel, Owner of ToadShade Wildflower Farm, tackles a listener's question about Oleander aphids and explains why buying ladybugs isn't the best approach to eliminating them.  In Five Questions, President of the Native Plant Society of NJ, Kazys Varnelis, shares the lineup for Weird NJ, this fall's virtual conference, happening Saturday, November 1. From parasitic plants to carnivorous, aquatic, and fungal species, discover how these fascinating natives play vital roles in our ecosystems. And to close out the episode, we speak with Mary Anne Borge, editor of Butterfly Gardener Magazine, a publication of the North American Butterfly Association (NABA), and a naturalist at Bowman's Hill Wildflower Preserve. Mary Anne talks with us about how we can each make a difference for butterflies, the connection between the Sleepy Orange butterfly and Wild Senna, and why ants deserve a spot on every gardener's “thank you” list.

Send us a textReturn of the Sober Butterfly- Nadine's Life Updates, Summer Adventures, and Starting 75 HardWatch the full episode on YouTube:https://youtu.be/aoJZ0Igm08oIn this episode, Nadine returns after a two-month hiatus to provide life updates and catch listeners up on her summer experiences. She discusses her high-functioning depression, a challenging summer job, and a rigorous but ultimately unsuccessful attempt to become a Pilates instructor. Nadine also shares details about her adventurous trek in the Andes Mountains of Peru, the challenges she faced, and how it provided her with clarity. She concludes the episode by announcing her plan to finish the year strong by undertaking the 75 Hard challenge. Listeners are invited to join her journey and follow her updates on Instagram.00:00 Introduction and Catching Up00:38 Life Updates and Sobriety Journey03:04 Dealing with Depression and Burnout06:49 Summer Job and Overcommitment09:11 Pilates Training Struggles16:57 Vacation in Peru20:02 Altitude Sickness and Rainbow Mountain30:21 Struggles of the First Night31:29 Meeting the Group and Guide32:10 Facing Physical Challenges33:56 Bathroom Woes and Remedies35:49 Unexpected Companions37:47 Reaching the Mountain Peak42:44 The Journey Continues49:18 Reflecting on the Trek51:12 Post-Trek Adventures54:45 Planning for the Future

Cabin Cousins: Part 4 Costumes and characters. Based on a post by NewMountain80, in 6 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Connections. We sat on the couch, as she didn't have a table we could both sit at and ate hungrily. We had both worked up quite an appetite. When we had finished eating, Melissa leaned over the back of the couch, and set our empty plates on the island counter, then cuddled up against me. "That hit the spot." She said with a sigh. "There's been a lot of that recently." Melissa giggled. "Yeah, there has, hasn't there?" We sat in silence for quite a while, just enjoying being near each other. Finally, Melissa sat up and said. "Come on, I'll show you our costumes." I followed her back to her bedroom, and she started pulling things out of a big paper bag next to her dresser. "This is yours." She said, handing me a blue police shirt and hat. "And the final touches, handcuffs, and a mustache." She handed me a pair of fuzzy pink novelty handcuffs and a fake mustache that looked like it was straight out of a seventies porn video. I laughed. "That's awesome. So I'm the cop, are you my prisoner?" "As much fun as that could be, no." Then she took her costume out of the bag. It consisted of a small light brown halter top with all kinds of colorful beads sewn onto it, a matching skirt that looked very short, and a feathered headdress. "We're the Village People?" I asked. Melissa nodded with a slightly uncertain smile. "Do you like it?" "I love it. What are Ashley and James going as?" "Ashley is the cowboy, and James is the soldier." She held up the halter top for me to see. "Ashley made this." The beadwork was pretty amazing. As I looked it over, I couldn't help but notice that Melissa still had an uncertain look on her face. "Do you... not like it?" I asked. "It's beautiful! It's just, Well, I should put it on and show you." She put a hand over my eyes. "Close your eyes, and when I tell you to open them, pretend that you aren't my lover, and I just showed up to the party. Okay?" I nodded and closed my eyes. Naturally, thoughts of what Melissa was going to look like in the outfit began to bubble in my imagination. Then the truth of it dawned on me. When I arrived at the cabin two weeks ago; and she greeted me in a dress, which I was now certain that she had worn for the sole purpose of enticing me and me alone. I have never seen her wear anything in public that wasn't baggy or loose-fitting, and not anything nearly as revealing as I imagined this costume was going to be. I knew that I had to be very careful in how I reacted. "Remember, you don't know me." Melissa reminded me. Her voice sounded like she was at the other end of the room. "Okay. Open your eyes." I did and said the first thing that came to my mind. "Wow." I looked her up and down. The halter top was cut fairly low, giving a glimpse of the inner curves of her tits. It covered her chest down to just above her navel, leaving a lot of skin on her belly, sides, and back, bare. The skirt was very short, barely covering more of her legs than my boxer briefs covered mine. The waistline sat low, leaving more skin exposed. Her long muscular legs and her toned arms were also completely bare. As much as I was struck by how stunningly sexy she looked, I could see how anxious she was about the prospect of revealing so much skin. While keeping my eyes on her, I turned my head like I was talking to someone next to me. "Who is that?" Turning my head to the other side I answered my question. "That's Melissa." Back to the other side. "Wow, she is gorgeous." My antics made Melissa giggle. "Who is she here with?" "I don't know him. Must be from out of town." "Lucky bastard." Melissa laughed, and I stepped across the small room to her, happy to have at least temporarily eased her tension. When she spoke, her smile was still strained. "It's not too much, I mean, not enough, is it?" She asked, tugging down slightly on the hem of the skirt. "It's more than a bikini." "I don't own a bikini." She said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "It's not; I mean; I;" She was struggling to get the right words out for what she wanted to say. I sat on the bed next to her. "It's not too... slutty, is it?" She asked, staring at the floor. Gently, I put a hand on her cheek and turned her head towards me. "No. The costume isn't what makes some girls seem slutty, it's how they act while wearing the costume, and that's just not who you are." "I don't know how other girls can do it. They all seem so comfortable in their skin. I've never been, except with you." "Melissa, you are beautiful. There's no shame in letting people see that." I said, keeping my hand on her cheek, and maintaining eye contact. She stretched her legs out in front of her, her flexed muscles clearly defined. "I look like I could have been Brigitte Nielsen's stunt double in Red Sonja." I laughed. "You say that like it's a bad thing. She was a goddess." This got a smile from her. "I think you're biased." "Yes, I am. But that doesn't mean I'm wrong." She still didn't seem convinced. "You should be proud of your body. It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. Do you like wearing it?" "Yes." She said softly, then added. "It feels really good." "You look amazing." "Everybody is going to be staring at me all night. I don't know if I can take that." She was probably right about everybody staring at her. Every guy there is going to want her and be jealous of me. Every girl is going to know that she is more beautiful than they are and be jealous of her. "It's Halloween, so pretend to be someone else. Be a girl who doesn't give a fuck about what other people think about her because she's confident in who she is. Be a girl that loves the attention, because she knows that every look is a compliment about her stunning beauty." I wasn't sure if I was saying the right things or not. She still didn't look very confident, but I could tell that she understood my intent. "I'll try." She gave me a quick kiss. "Maybe you'll find out that you like the attention, and won't have to pretend anymore." "Maybe." She smiled shyly. "I think I have to wear different panties though. I wanted to wear the red one for you but..." She stood and faced away from me, and I looked with admiration at the backs of her long, sexy legs. Then she bent over at the waist, and the short length of the skirt was pulled up, leaving nearly her entire bare ass exposed. I could see the thin satin strap of her thong running between her ass cheeks. I stood and put my hands on her ass, squeezing it. She stood upright, but I kept her from turning around. I pressed myself against her, arms around her waist, pulling her ass against the bulge in my pants. "Keep the red one on," I whispered into her ear. "It's not too much? I feel like I'm going to be showing my bare ass to everybody." "Maybe... just don't bend over like that when anyone other than me can see it." Melissa giggled cautiously. "Okay. But if I'm wearing this, then you can't stand behind me to hide that bulge the whole time. If people are going to see me, they're going to see you too." I laughed. "Deal. I can guarantee that I'm going to be hard as a rock all night." Then having an idea, I pulled away, undid my pants, and reached down inside. Melissa watched me with an amused smile. I rearranged myself so that, instead of being tucked down under between my legs, my very erect cock sat pointing down along my left leg. I fastened my pants, and with how tight they fit, the outline of my cock was clearly visible. "That's fair." Then she said mischievously. "Maybe next year you can be the cowboy, and I'll have you wear ass-less chaps. That's it, just ass-less chaps." We both laughed, and I pulled her into my arms, hugging her warmly. "I love you." "I love you." She replied. "If it gets too uncomfortable, we'll leave," I said softly. "It doesn't matter what we do, as long as we are together." I felt her nod in agreement. After a pause, she said. "Speaking of what to do, the party doesn't start for, like, six hours." "How about renting a movie, and just relaxing?" "Okay." She said, chuckling. "But I am not wearing this to the video store." We wondered the isles of the Blockbuster down the street from Melissa's apartment, indecisive on what we wanted to watch. We had both changed into comfortable jeans, but Melissa still wore the beaded halter top, albeit underneath a long padded wool coat. None of the new releases had sparked much interest, and we eventually found our way to the 'sci-fi and fantasy' section. After a few minutes, a title caught my eye. I grabbed the box off the shelf and handed it to Melissa. "Nice." She said, grinning. Ten minutes later, the opening credits began, and as Arnold Schwarzenegger rode across a mountain valley to an Ennio Morricone score, we cuddled together on Melissa's couch to watch Red Sonja. We barely spoke during the movie, both content with being close to each other and enjoying the show. At one point, as I watched her rapt attention to a sword fight, I felt a familiar feeling of awe. Melissa was my perfect woman. There wasn't a single thing about her that I would change. Well, her insecurities and self-confidence aside, but I'm working on those. The final scene played out, and the end credits rolled to more of Morricone's beautiful score. Melissa turned in my arms, facing me. "I love that movie." She gave me a sweet kiss on the lips. "And you're right, Brigitte Nielsen is a goddess." "So, what do you want to do now?" I asked suggestively. Melissa's eyes blazed with fiery passion. "What do you think I want to do?" Recalling the dialog from the final scene of the movie, I said in my best Arnold voice. "I make it a rule, never to take a woman unless she can beat me in a fair fight." Melissa grinned and continued with Brigitte Nielsen's line. "That's a challenge I might think about someday." "What about right now?" "Why not?" When Melissa said the last line of the movie, I grabbed her by the shoulders and wrestled her onto her back. In response, she twisted around and, surprising me with her strength, flipped our positions. She straddled me, pinning me face up on the couch. I have to say, after watching that particular movie, this roughhousing was hot. I could tell that Melissa thought so too. She leaned down and we kissed deeply. I looked into her blazing blue eyes. "My warrior queen will have what she demands." "Get naked. Now." She said gently, but in a tone that made it sound like a command. She inched forward, straddling higher up my chest, and giving me room to get my pants off. As I struggled to accomplish that as quickly as I could, I watched as she seductively removed her halter top. Pants and underwear off, I reached up and grasped her tits, rubbing her nipples with my thumbs. She closed her eyes and moaned quietly. Melissa slid back to straddling my hips, and tugged at my shirt, helping me get it off without having to fully sit up. Then she leaned way back between my legs, lifting her legs into the air and towards her chest as she laid her back on the couch. I got a marvelous view as she pulled her pants off, taking the red thong with them. She came back forward to straddle me again, and I began to sit up to meet her, but she put her hands on my chest, gently pushing me back down. She leaned over me, kissing me briefly on the lips, then sensually made a trail of kisses down my neck, chest, and belly. She knelt between my legs, spreading them apart. I sighed as she moved her hands up my inner thighs and caressed the freshly shaved skin around my balls. She brought her face close to my cock, and looked up at me, meeting my eyes. She pursed her lips, blew softly on my bare genitals, and smiled as I shivered. Maintaining eye contact, she grasped my cock, and lowered her mouth upon it. I gasped in pleasure as she took me in. I could see in her eyes that my reaction fueled her desire to pleasure me. I couldn't have looked away if I wanted to. There was a fierceness in her eyes that I found to be absolutely captivating. She sucked hungrily and worked her tongue on me, seemingly intent on making me cum as fast as she could. My body complied, and I was very near to cumming much quicker than I wanted. Melissa redoubled her efforts, massaging my balls as she sucked harder. Her eyes seemed to scream "Cum for me! Cum for your warrior queen!" My hips bucked as I came suddenly, and I felt her hum in satisfaction as I filled her mouth with my seed. Melissa milked my cock for the last few drops of my cum, still holding my eyes with hers. She took me out of her mouth, and I saw her swallow. She leaned down over me with a satisfied smile. "That one was all mine." She purred, before kissing me. I was still amazed at how quickly she had made me cum, and held her tight as we kissed. She still had this new fierceness in her eyes when she pulled away slightly. "Now it's my turn." She moved up, straddling my face. As she lowered herself onto my awaiting mouth, she rested her chest over the couch's armrest. Melissa moaned loudly as I closed my mouth over her and my tongue began to explore. I loved the taste of her and loved how her body responded to my attention. She pressed herself down onto me, and I had to push up against her with my hands to keep her from smothering me. My hands pushed against her where the backs of her thighs met her ass, just on either side of her pussy. Her moans got louder when I pushed my hands to the sides, spreading her pussy open. My tongue attacked her with renewed vigor, and her body complied with my urgent desire to make her cum as quickly as she had made me. Her juices gushed into my mouth, and I swallowed greedily. "Yes!" She exclaimed as she tensed, right on the edge of climax. I pressed my tongue broadly over her clit, and with quick circular motions, pushed her over the edge. As she tensed and spasmed uncontrollably, I left her overly sensitive clit alone and eased down the intensity with which I ate her. She pulled herself off of me, and moved back down into my arms, straddling my waist once again. Our mouths met, and we kissed deeply, with Melissa still twitching occasionally. We stopped to catch our breath and Melissa said. "Tasting myself on you is hot." I nodded in agreement and licked a bit of saliva off of her lips. She smiled and licked my chin, which was still soaking wet from eating her. "Did I satisfy my warrior queen to her liking?" I asked, deciding to continue our Red Sonja-inspired role play. "Oh yes," She replied with a feral grin. "You did very well. But you should know by now, that I always need more." Our eyes locked, and she reached down, finding my cock. She raised her hips slightly and lowered herself down onto me. I groaned in pleasure as I felt her silky warmth envelop me. She kissed me briefly, then sat up. She smiled down at me and wiggled her hips. When I tried to sit up, she gently, but firmly pushed me back down flat. Sensing that she wanted to be in total control, I put my hands behind my head. She gyrated her hips slowly, and I stared up at her, marveling at how unbelievably sexy she looked. She arched her back towards me, drawing me out of her, then sank onto me again as she transitioned to arching her back away from me. Like the rhythmic crashing of waves, her body undulated in a fluid motion that started with her shoulders and ended with her hips. Each sensual motion pulled me out of her, then brought me deeply back inside. I watched in awe, as she writhed on top of me. "You are a goddess!" I managed to say between gasped breaths. When she arched her back towards me, her flawless skin pulled tight, and I could see her abdominal muscles and the outline of her ribs. Her pale pink nipples were erect on her perfect tits. She brought her hands to her tits and squeezed them sensually as she continued to fuck me. I could see by the gleam in her eyes that she was enjoying giving me this show, maybe as much as I was enjoying watching her. Even though I had cum, really just a few minutes before, I could feel that I wasn't going to last much longer. Melissa stopped her forward and back motion and leaned way back, supporting herself with her hands on the couch next to my knees. She began thrusting her hips forward and back, burying me deep inside her every time. She quickly increased her pace, bouncing her firm ass against my hips. Seeing my cock slide in and out of her, and watching the muscles of her thighs and belly flex as she drove herself onto me was too much to withstand, and I was seconds away from cumming. Without the close full-body contact that we usually had, I wasn't sure how close to cumming she was, so I broke the unspoken rule of the session and brought my hands to her. I pressed my hands against her inner thighs, alongside her pussy. I rubbed her clit between my fingertips. She must have been close because, with an exclamation of primal ecstasy, she came almost immediately from my touch. Her vagina clamped tightly around my cock, and I grunted loudly as I emptied my balls into her. We both held still for a moment, breathing hard. She grabbed my hand, and I pulled her forward, sitting up to meet her. We wrapped our arms around each other and kissed hungrily. Melissa made needy moans as she ground her mouth against mine. We kissed for a long time, our need for each other seemingly inexhaustible. Finally, we broke apart, gasping for breath. We caressed each other's faces as we stared into each other's eyes. The fierceness she had shown in our passion was still there, but it was tempered now after our mutual release. Watching that particular movie had awakened something inside her, something that I found unbelievably attractive. Once again, I found myself in a state of utter awe of this woman. "You are amazing," I said, knowing that the words were inadequate to express my feelings. Melissa smiled, then looked a little self-conscious. "I didn't go too far with being in control did I?" I kissed her. "Not at all. I thought it was really hot." She looked relieved and kissed me back. "It felt really good." I could tell that it had felt really good for her to be in control. It must be liberating for her to have the desire to be in control, and be called amazing when she acted it out. Traditionally, men were in control, particularly in the bedroom. Society traditionally expected women to just follow the lead of their partner. It was one of those things that just was. Well, fuck tradition, we would do whatever felt right. This isn't the nineteen-fifties. Besides, we were already breaking one societal norm, being second cousins madly in love, what's one more? It felt good for her to take control, and honestly, she could have taken it much farther, and I would have still loved it. "It did." I agreed. "I like this side of you." "What side?" She asked, turning one direction, then the other playfully. She asked the question playfully, yes, but I could see that she was anxious about what I was going to say. There was a part of her that was exceedingly fragile to criticism right now, having opened up and let go of an inhibition. "The warrior queen," I responded in a gentle, but serious tone. "She's fierce and confident, and isn't afraid to take what she wants." Melissa didn't say anything, so I continued. "The world needs to see more of this part of you." Then hastily added. "Not in a sexual way, of course." Melissa giggled and then kissed me. "You are all that I want." She flexed her pelvic floor muscles, and I felt her pussy squeeze my cock tightly. I flexed my own, causing my cock to twitch inside of her. We smiled at each other. "I am yours," I said, kissing her. I laid back down, pulling her down on top of me. She sighed in contentment and rested her weight on my chest, nuzzling my neck. We stayed like that for a while, and I could tell that she was beginning to fall asleep. I shifted and urged her to sit up. I stood, and she took my offered hand, following me to her bedroom. We cuddled up under the covers, and both quickly fell asleep. Chapter Fourteen. We woke refreshed from our nap and got dressed in our costumes. Soon we were in my pickup heading to the house where the party was being held. I glanced at Melissa as I drove, and she seemed to be unaware that I wasn't taking the most direct route. We were only a few minutes away from Melissa's apartment, when I turned into the parking lot of the Duluth location of the big box home improvement store I worked for. Butterflies filled my stomach as I prepared myself to set into motion the plan I had devised in the shower earlier that day. "I've got to go in here for a few minutes," I said, parking my truck, but leaving it running. "Ok, I'll be here," Melissa replied with a smile. I smiled back at her, leaned over to give her a quick kiss, and got out of the truck. I walked into the store with purpose. I got back twenty minutes later. Sitting behind the wheel, I looked over at Melissa with a huge grin on my face. She gave me a slightly confused look. "What did you need to get here?" "I have a surprise for you," I said, still unable to stop from smiling. "What is it?" Melissa asked. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. What I had just done, marked a turning point, one of those moments in your life where your life will never be the same again. "I just spoke with the yard manager, then with the store manager, and... as of two weeks from right now, I'll be working out of this store." It took a moment for Melissa to process what I said, her mouth fell open and her eyes began to glisten with the promise of tears. I nodded in silent confirmation, and she threw herself across the bench seat into my arms. We hugged tightly and kissed. I felt her joyful tears against my face. "Of course, this all depends on if you're okay with having a roommate..." Melissa laughed, her happiness nearly overwhelming her. "Am I okay? Charles, this is a dream come true!" We kissed again, then rested our foreheads together as we gazed into each other's eyes. Nothing on earth could have taken the smiles off our faces. We glanced over as an old grey-haired couple walked past my truck. They watched us as they passed, smiling at our display of joy and affection. The man put his arm around the woman, pulling her close as they walked and they smiled lovingly at each other. Melissa and I returned our gazes to each other, and we knew that we were both thinking the same thing. That was going to be us someday. A lifetime of love and experiences awaited us, and neither of us could imagine any other way we would want to spend our lives than with each other. On the drive to the party, Melissa sat in the middle of my truck's bench seat, and in between gear shifts, I rested my hand on her inner thigh. I would glance in her direction now and then as I drove, but Melissa never took her eyes off of me. The way she was looking at me made my heart glow. I loved her so much, and knowing that my love was returned, every bit of it and more, was almost enough to make a guy weep with joy. I parked on the street up the block from the party. I shut the truck off and turned to face Melissa. She wrapped her arms around me and we kissed deeply. "I love you." She whispered. "I love you," I whispered back. I put a hand to her face and she leaned into my palm as I caressed her cheek. "Are you ready?" She nodded. "As much as I need to be making love to you in our bed right now, I want to do this." Our bed, she had said. I liked that. Melissa smiled at me, knowing that I had picked up on her deliberate word usage. I helped her out of the truck, making sure nobody saw more of her than was appropriate, even though she was still wearing her long coat that covered her down past her knees. We walked up to the house and rang the bell. As we waited, side by side, hand in hand, I said. "I'll be right here next to you the whole time, my warrior queen." She smiled lovingly at me, and I saw any faint trace of self-doubt leave her. She took a deep breath and stood a little straighter, chin raised. The door opened and we were greeted by Ashley's older sister, Debbie, who was hosting the party. "Melissa! I'm glad you could make it. I haven't seen you in forever." Debbie was five years older than Ashley and had moved out of their parent's house four years ago. Her husband's name was Chris, and apparently, he was some kind of Dot Com hotshot. I believed it, as their house was huge, and they both had expensive German sports cars parked in their driveway. Debbie took our coats, and we began to mingle, soon finding Ashley and James. Ashley rushed over and gave Melissa a quick hug. "Wow, you look Amazing!" I resisted the urge to laugh when I saw James give Melissa a good head-to-toe look, and then notice me watching him. Now, I can see how guys might get pissed off by other guys checking out their girlfriends, but I saw it differently. I took it as a compliment to Melissa's stunning beauty, an opinion I wholeheartedly agreed with. Melissa made formal introductions, and I shook hands with Ashley and James in turn. When I shook James' hand, he met my eyes in what seemed like an apology for his wandering eyes. I did my best to subtly show that there was no harm done. We mingled and ate from the lavish catered buffet that Debbie and Chris had provided. I was introduced to more people than I could ever remember. Everywhere we went, eyes followed. There were lustful eyes, admiring eyes, jealous eyes, and yes, when people noticed the obvious outline of my perpetually hard cock barely restrained by my pants, laughing eyes. I didn't care at all about any of our observers, or what they thought about us. My eyes, and my thoughts, were for Melissa alone. I kept true to my word, never left her side all evening, and maintained nearly constant physical contact, be it an arm around her waist, a held hand, or a covert squeeze of an ass cheek. For her part, she seemed to particularly enjoy rubbing her ass against my groin right before we talked to somebody new, or were going to walk anywhere, and when my arm was around her, she had a hand in my back pocket. Again, I didn't care that everyone there saw my arousal. I honestly believed that it would be more out of place to have such a gorgeous woman at my arm all night, and not be constantly turned on. Through it all, Melissa was amazing. She never showed the least bit of self-consciousness or anxiety. I knew she saw how everyone watched her, and as the night went on, I began to believe that she was genuinely enjoying the attention. Our costumes were a hit, not just Melissa's, but the four of us as a group. Everyone cheered as Melissa and I, and Ashley and James, got up and danced when YMCA was played. We each had a glass of the strongly spiked punch, but neither of us had the desire to get drunk. We seemed to be the exception though. As the party began to wind down, intoxicated couples could be found making out on couches and comfy chairs, with one pair doing a little more than make out under the billiards table. Ashley was one of those who had way too much to drink, and we said our goodbyes as James helped her up the stairs to a guest room that Debbie and Chris had reserved for them. Melissa's eyes met mine, and I saw her fierce need for me shining bright. As much as we both wanted to strip down and fuck like rabbits right then and there, we both agreed silently that we had reached the extent of our exhibitionism. We said goodbye, thanked Debbie and Chris, who were quite intoxicated themselves, and left. The night air was heavy in a way that hinted at impending snowfall, and the wind blew cold and humid off of Lake Superior. Melissa held her coat tightly around herself as we rushed to my truck. Once in the truck and moving, I revved the engine more than I usually did to get the engine up to temp a little faster. The air from the vents soon turned warm, and Melissa opened her coat. She was sitting next to me again, with one leg on either side of the shifter. She had let her skirt ride up, and between gear shifts, I rested my hand between her legs, gently rubbing her with my fingertips through her satin thong. She had a hand on my crotch, and slowly stroked me through my pants. The trip back was fairly short, only about ten miles. Halfway there I asked her. "Why does it seem like it's taking forever to get back to your apartment?" "Our apartment." Melissa reminded me with a smile. I glanced at her with a grin. I did like the sound of that. "It's because neither of us can wait until this beautiful cock of yours is inside me." She gave my cock a squeeze to accentuate her words. When we neared her, our apartment, she said in a casual tone that was betrayed by the lustful intensity with which she was looking at me. "When that door closes, you'll have about ten seconds to get naked before I start tearing these clothes off of you." Turns out, she didn't even give me that long. As I bumped my back against the door to push it all the way closed, Melissa attacked my belt, getting it unbuckled with amazing quickness. Before I knew it, my pants were around my ankles and Melissa was on her knees taking me into her mouth. I could do nothing but moan and lean against the door as she implemented every trick she had learned so far. My legs felt wobbly as she expertly brought all of the evening's pent-up sexual energy to the fore. I looked down and met the fierce eyes of my warrior queen. In mere moments, she had brought me to the verge of orgasm. I was just seconds away from cumming, when she stopped, taking me out of her mouth. The sudden absence of sensation took my breath away. Melissa looked up at me with a wicked grin. "Not yet." She said, giving the underside of my glans the slightest of licks. I shivered at the contact. I was so close. She watched me intently, giving me another tiny lick now and then, keeping me right at the brink. I couldn't speak, couldn't breathe. Almost involuntarily, I grasped the back of her head, pulling her mouth over me. She didn't resist and sucked with renewed vigor. Her eyes seemed to suggest that she had been waiting for me to make her continue, that she had wanted me to take what I wanted. Melissa massaged my balls as I came. My legs nearly gave out, as I filled her mouth with my seed. Four, five, six strong spurts. It felt like the entire content of my balls was shooting into her. Her eyes showed her joy at what she was able to do to me. She took me out of her mouth and ran her hands up my chest as she stood slowly. I reached out and grabbed her, quickly pulled her up the last bit, and locked my mouth with hers. She hadn't swallowed this time, and I could tell that I had indeed cum much more than usual. We moaned softly as we kissed, sharing my hot cum back and forth. When finally it was gone, we broke to catch our breath. Melissa looked at me with a sly smile. "If I am your warrior queen, then you are my king. A king is fierce and confident, and isn't afraid to take what he wants." "I want you. All of you." I squeezed her ass, pulling her hips tightly against me. She sighed with pleasure as my still-hard cock pressed against the satin of her thong. I whispered into her ear. "I'm going to make you cum with my tongue. Then I'm going to make you cum on my fingers. I'm going to make you cum again, and again, and again, until you're a sweaty, sticky, twitching mess." As I spoke, her breathing became heavier. She was practically panting in anticipation. "After that, I'm going to bury my cock deep inside you, and make love to you, and not stop until I physically can't do it anymore. That is what I desire." When our eyes met again, the look of love and passion I saw was so raw, so pure and powerful, that it burned itself into my memory. From that moment, whenever I thought about the way Melissa looked at me, I remembered that one look first and foremost. "My king will have what he demands." She whispered. I led her to our bed and carried through on my promise. How many times did I make her cum while eating her? Honestly, I lost track after the first few. One orgasm rolled into the next, and into the next, until she was indeed a sweaty, sticky, quivering mess. When I finally entered her, I paced myself, pumping hard into her at times, and slowing or even stopping inside her at others. I wanted to make it last as long as I could while making her cum as many times as possible. We switched positions many times. When I would start to get tired, she would roll me onto my back and ride me until she came again, then we would switch positions, all without my cock ever leaving her hot and silky wetness. I ended up cumming inside her twice, and though we had continued to make love, I was not able to cum a third time. We lay together on sweat-damp sheets, facing each other, limbs intertwined, and both utterly exhausted. My lips were numb from kissing, and it seemed like every muscle in my entire body was sore from exertion. Melissa giggled tiredly. "What?" I asked, finding her adorable giggle as infectious as always. "So that's what it takes to completely satisfy my sexual desire." We both laughed, and she kissed me sweetly on the lips. "I need to work on my cardio." Melissa giggled again. "It'll get easier, you just need to keep at it." Giggling with her, I quipped. "Keep at it? I thought you were completely satisfied." "For today, yes," Melissa responded, and we both laughed again. We hugged each other tightly. Melissa sighed and caressed my cheek. "Thank you." She said softly. "For?" I asked. "For giving me courage tonight. I really did enjoy wearing that costume. Not just for you, but for me. I don't think I could have done it without you." I gave her a sweet kiss. "Even though you're more brave and amazing than you give yourself credit for, I will always be right here. Whatever we face, we'll face it together." Her eyes glowed with her love. "I'll be here for you too. Forever." "Forever," I repeated, and we kissed sweetly. We both knew without a doubt that ours was a love that would last until the end of time. When we said "forever", we meant it. Neither of us had ever known anything so surely as we knew this. As thoughts of spending the rest of my life with this glorious woman passed through my mind, I drifted off to sleep in her loving arms. Chapter Fifteen. We awoke in our bed, still in each other's arms. We stretched and embraced tightly. "Good morning, my love," Melissa whispered. "Good morning, wonderful," I responded with a kiss. I knew that I wasn't alone in thinking that I could easily spend the whole day in bed, even if we did nothing but hold each other and rest, but nature was calling. We got out of bed, not bothering to put any clothes on, and headed to the bathroom. As she sat to pee, I turned on the shower, making sure it was set to Melissa's preferred temperature of just below scalding. She stood, and it was my turn to relieve myself. It occurred to me that it was likely neither of us had ever seen anyone of the opposite sex use the toilet before. We watched each other, but it wasn't weird, gross, or embarrassing. I mean, after all of our intimate contact thus far, this was nothing. But it did remind me of how thoroughly and completely we were bonded to each other. There were no secrets between us, no need for shyness or reservations. In every aspect, we were one entity. When I finished, Melissa pulled me into the shower. We washed each other, toweled off, and returned to our bedroom. Melissa went towards her dresser, obviously thinking that it was time to get dressed. I had other plans. I held her hand and stopped her near the bed. "Lay face down," I said pointing to the bed. She gave me her little smile, the one she kept just for me, and complied. I knelt over her feet and began massaging them. I massaged her legs thoroughly, enjoying her relaxed sighs. When I massaged her firm ass, I could see the moisture of her arousal seeping out of her. I bent over and kissed one of her perfect ass cheeks. Melissa giggled. "Kiss my ass." I chuckled and kissed the other cheek. I ran my fingers along the tops of her thighs, and she gasped quietly when I made contact with her wetness. While one hand rubbed her back at the base of her spine, I eased the thumb of the other into her. I slowly worked it in and out, brushing her clit with my index finger with every stroke. Before she came, I eased off and stopped. I wiped my wet fingers on my cock, and shifted forward. She arched her back in eager anticipation. I entered her slowly until I was buried as deep as I could go. Melissa moaned with satisfaction. I leaned down and planted a kiss between her shoulder blades. Whispering, I said. "I hope you don't mind if I just stay right there for a while. I'm not done with my massage yet." She made only a happy moan in response. As I began to slowly slide my cock in and out, I gripped her shoulders and began to knead her muscles. She made continuous sighs of relaxation as I worked my way down her back, all the while, keeping a steady, slow rhythm with my cock. When I reached the bottom of her spine, I pulled her waist towards me, getting that extra bit deeper with one slow thrust. Melissa moaned softly, her face buried in the pillow. My massaging hands worked their way back up to her shoulders, and I grasped them firmly, pulling myself deep into her once again. Melissa responded with another moan, slightly louder than the previous one. Again and again, my hands moved up and down her back, with each particularly deep thrust garnering an ever louder moan. I loved how much Melissa was enjoying what I was doing, her pleasure and relaxation having reached a zen-like state, but eventually, I had to face the sad reality that my arms were getting tired! I slid my hands around her waist, and down to the top of her hips, pulling myself deep inside her again, but this time I kept my hands there. I increased the speed of my thrusts, and with each one, I pulled her hips towards me. Faster and faster I pumped into her, and my balls were soon slapping wetly on the backs of her thighs. Melissa's moans became one continuous guttural exhalation, punctuated with every impact. I came hard, and breathing heavily, collapsed onto her back. I nuzzled into the back of her neck, feeling her silky hair on my face and breathing in her scent. Melissa's scent, and make no mistake, everyone has a unique scent, was something that I knew I could never find the words to describe. It was delicate, sweet without being sickly, earthy without being dirty. It was her, it was her essence, that intangible quality that makes something what it is, and I loved it. I breathed her in and sighed, planting a soft kiss on the base of her neck. To be continued in part 5. Based on a post by NewMountain80, in 6 parts, for Literotica.

Chris and Amy chat with TIAM Weekend's Scott Jagow about football touchdowns; former Maricopa County Recorder Stephen Richer; looking back on the 'butterfly ballot' in Florida; CITY SC's Dale Schilly; the Mighty Pines' Neil Salsich.

In this episode professional snowboarder Kimmy Fasani joins the Ski Moms to share her incredibly raw and honest journey of balancing elite athletic performance with motherhood and a breast cancer diagnosis. From her early days learning to ski at age 2 in Truckee to becoming a professional snowboarder in Mammoth Lakes, Kimmy opens up about the realities of maintaining a career in action sports while raising two young boys. She discusses her powerful documentary "Butterfly in a Blizzard," which chronicles eight years of her life including pregnancy, early motherhood, loss, and her breast cancer journey. Kimmy emphasizes the importance of breast cancer awareness, self-exams, and having supportive partners who advocate for your health. She also shares insights about meditation practices learned from her mother, the Benchetler Fasani Foundation she started with her husband, and her cookbook "The Mountain Baker." This conversation tackles the unglamorous realities of early motherhood, the pressure working mothers face, and how life's challenges can ultimately lead to deeper self-discovery and purpose.Keep up with the latest from Kimmy:Watch the Movie on Amazon PrimeWebsite: www.kimmyfasani.com/mystoryInstagram: @kimmyfasaniFacebook: www.facebook.com/people/Kimmy-Fasani/100046709361900/Benchetler Fasani Foundation: www.bf-foundation.org/Notable QuotesOn Motherhood Transformation: "Becoming a parent or a parent figure is a dynamic shift in anybody's life. And there's Junior Lease appointments at Ski Haus are open! Book for each child 16 or under to get skis or a snowboard, boots, and bindings—plus a free Tenney season pass, Cranmore ticket & more. skihaus.com This autumn, Ulster County is the perfect place for a family-friendly getaway. Learn more at visitulstercountyny.com/ Join us at the Snowbound Expo in Boston at the Menino Convention & Exhibition Center from November 14-16, 2025. Get your $5 day passes or $10 weekend tickets with code MOMTRENDS10 here. Shop the Diamant Weekend Warrior Bag 2.0 at www.diamantskiing.com and use code SKIMOMS to save 10%Invest in your season with this TSA Approved carry-on boot bag, it's a game changer and built to last. Support the showKeep up with the Latest from the Ski Moms!Website: www.theskimoms.coSki Moms Discount Page: https://www.theskimoms.co/discountsSki Moms Ski Rental HomesJoin the 13,000+ Ski Moms Facebook GroupInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/theskimoms/ Send us an email and let us know what guests and topics you'd like to hear next! Sarah@skimomsfun.comNicole@skimomsfun.com

Johnny Mac presents five uplifting news stories. A butterfly with a broken wing undergoes a successful emergency wing transplant at Sweet Briar Nature Center. An antique dealer in Scotland finds a stained glass window potentially tied to King Robert from the 1300s. A man discovers a 190-million-year-old fossil inside a rock on a beach. A jaguar is rescued from a Brazilian river after being shot and is now recovering. Lastly, Dynamic Derek, the world's tallest donkey, and Bamboo, with the longest ears, reside at Radcliffe Donkey Sanctuary.Unlock an ad-free podcast experience with Caloroga Shark Media! Get all our shows on any player you love, hassle free! For Apple users, hit the banner on your Apple podcasts app. For Spotify or other players, visit caloroga.com/plus. No plug-ins needed!Subscribe now for exclusive shows like 'Palace Intrigue,' and get bonus content from Deep Crown (our exclusive Palace Insider!) Or get 'Daily Comedy News,' and '5 Good News Stories' with no commercials! Plans start at $4.99 per month, or save 20% with a yearly plan at $49.99. Join today and help support the show!We now have Merch!  FREE SHIPPING! Check out all the products like T-shirts, mugs, bags, jackets and more with logos and slogans from your favorite shows! Did we mention there's free shipping? Get 10% off with code NewMerch10 Go to Caloroga.comGet more info from Caloroga Shark Media and if you have any comments, suggestions, or just want to get in touch our email is info@caloroga.com

Emma Fogarty is the oldest living Irish person born with Epidermolysis Bullosa: an extremely rare and painful disease.When she was born, she wasn't expected to live beyond a week, yet 41 years later she has just released a book called ‘Being Emma: Living my best life with Butterfly Skin' in which she details the resilience she and those around her have shown throughout her extraordinary life…She joins Andrea to discuss.

A viral video is sending some well-deserved attention in the direction of some near-endangered fluttering beauties. Read more about the video and the transplant here ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

Take Two...You'll hear us joke about it in the episode but this was my 2nd attempt at getting Aaron Stoquert from The Snorts on an episode. We pulled up this time around to talk about the song “Butterflies,” off of their 2024 release, "pitter patter", which I can't recommend enough from beginning to end.If you're into songs that sprint, sting, and stay with you after they're over, this one's a ride. Tune in to hear the full story behind “Butterflies.”Keep up with The Snorts at:https://thesnorts.bandcamp.com/https://www.instagram.com/thesnorts/Thank you for your continued support!Brett JohnsonHost of B-Side Breakdownhttps://www.patreon.com/c/bsidebreakdownhttps://www.instagram.com/bsidebreakdownhttps://linktr.ee/bsidebreakdown#Butterflies #TheSnorts #AaronStoquert #DCxPCLive #bsidebreakdown #threecrowsclub #brettjamesjohnson #musicpodcast

Episode 100 features a conversation with Starla Yilmaz, a gifted Tarot reader, author, and creative visionary. With over twenty years of experience reading Tarot, Starla brings a depth of insight and intuition that shines through everything she creates. Beyond her connection with the cards, she is an award-winning writer and lifelong cross-stitch artist, blending storytelling, symbolism, and handmade craft into her unique spiritual and artistic practice.Together we explore the inspiration behind her stunning original tarot deck, Butterfly Wisdom Tarot, as well as her creative process and how she weaves intuition and tradition into each design. Starla also shares her thoughts on cross-stitch as a meditative ritual, the inclusion of micro fiction in her guidebook, and how all her passions intertwine to tell a greater story of creativity and soul expression.Social Media & Contact Links https://starlayilmaz.com/https://www.instagram.com/starlayilmaztarot/starlayilmaz@starlayilmaz.com

In 1906, the mutilated body of young sales clerk James Logan was discovered on Southern California's grandest resort hotel, The Raymond. When an African American tailor was accused of the crime, the city's allegiances split. Half of the city of Pasadena wanted the man condemned to death, but the other half fought to save him, believing he had been framed.Sources:Biery, Bryan. “The Princes: Pasadena's Regal Family.” Colorado Boulevard Newspaper. 12 March, 2024. https://www.coloradoboulevard.net/the-princes-pasadenas-regal-family/Lindquist, Heather. “‘Exploring Pasadena's Past'- The Heart of Pasadena's Communities of Color.” Pasadena Museum of History. 18 June, 2022. https://pasadenahistory.org/exploring-pasadenas-past-the-heart-of-pasadenas-communities-of-color/Liu, Yan. “A full moon in another land: The Moon Bridge in the Japanese garden of the Huntington Library.” Frontiers of Architectural Research Vol. 9 Iss. 3, September 2020. https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S2095263520300182#abs0010Most of this episode consists of original research, drawn from the newspapers listed below.Newspapers: California EagleLiberator (Los Angeles)Long Beach TribuneLos Angeles Evening ExpressLos Angeles Evening Post RecordLos Angeles HeraldLos Angeles TimesPasadena Star NewsPasadena PostSacramento Daily UnionSan Francisco Daily CallSouth PasadenanSouth Pasadena RecordMusic: Edvard Grieg's 1906 'Butterfly' is this episode's background music. Credits to Holizna, Fesilyan Studios & Virginia Liston. For more information, visit www.oldbloodpodcast.com

Today I have the privilege of chatting with Sherri Crandall.Sherri is an amazing lady and I'm so privilege that I get to work with her at The MomCo, where she is the Vice President of Global Ministries and Leadership Experience for The Mom Co. She is also an author and speaker for women's eventsacross the country and internationally where she shares her passion for encouraging women to live life to the fullest.We chat all about her new book, Lexi the Butterfly*, and her family's story of adopting her daughter from China.Some of the resources in this episode include:Restore: Soul Care for Moms on November 14thBody and Soul Bible Study by Lisa Whittle*The Stolen Life of Colette Marceau by Kristin HarmelYou can connect with Sherri via:Her website: sherricrandall.comInstagram: @sherri_crandallYou can connect with me via:My website: andreafortenberry.comInstagram: @andreafortenberryPre-order my book, Two-Minute Timeouts for New Moms**Affiliate Link

It isn't often that a guest brings us a no-doubt future classic, but that's certainly the case on this episode of Certified Forgotten. This week, Matt Donato and Matthew Monagle are joined by author Jonathan Janz (Veil, The End of the World as We Know It) to talk about Erik Kristopher Myers's Butterfly Kisses. Join us for a wide-ranging conversation about writing, letting monsters be monsters, and the unexpected greatness of a found footage film within a found footage film.

In this month's astrology and Earth Medicine reading, Angie explores October as a sacred threshold — the place between light and shadow, remembering and becoming. With the Full Moon in Aries and the New Moon in Libra opening the heart and the will, this is a month for courage, clarity, and connection with our ancestors. Owl teaches us to see in the dark; Butterfly leads our rebirth; Obsidian walks into shadow work with us; and Marigold reminds us to keep our light alive. Together, we find our way back to wholeness.Reach Angelica at angie@themoonandstone.com or via her website at themoonandstone.com

It has been a hot minute since the last installment of a discography-series episode dropped, and I couldn't be happier than to share that I was able to convince Sammy Sanchez to join me for a breakdown of the King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard catalog.Sammy and I go all the way back to Two Thousand and Twenty-Two, when I met him for the first time after having his awesome father, Cesar, sit down with me to talk music and life.I've gotten to know Sammy via these (now five total) podcast conversations, and that lane of my life is richer for it.In our initial conversation, we talked LCD Soundsystem, Pink Floyd, and Tom Waits. Our second installment peeked into the Tom Waits discography. We did a Beck episode, and a Radiohead episode, and now...it's Kay Gee & the Elle Double-you, baby!How does one attempt to describe King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard? Well...they're an Australian rock band that has broken the mold of prolific studio recordings. In short, they formed in 2010, and have dropped 30 records in that span, and no, there are no typos in this sentence.Thirty records!Beyond that, you just have to see for yourself. They can get heavy. They sometimes journey. And -- from time to time -- they jam. Here's the collection (to the best of our knowledge):Willoughby's Beach (2011)12 Bar Bruise (2012)Eyes Like the Sky (2013)Float Along -- Fill Your Lungs (2013)Oddments (2014)I'm in Your Mind Fuzz (2014)Quarters! (2015)Papier Mache Dream Balloon (2015)Nonagon Infinity (2016)Flying Microtonal Banana (2017)Murder of the Universe (2017)Sketches of Brunswick East (2017)Polygondwanaland (2017)Gumboot Soup (2017)Fishing for Fishies (2019)Infest the Rats' Nest (2019)Chunky Shrapnel (2020)K.G. (2020)L.W. (2021)Butterfly 3000 (2021)Butterfly 3001 (2022)Ominium Gatherum (2022)Ice, Death, Planets, Lungs, Mushrooms, and Lava (2022)Made in Timeland (2022)Laminated Denim (2022)Changes (2022)Petro Dragonic Apocalypse (2023)The Silver Cord (2023)Flight b741 (2024)Phantom Island (2025)And there you have it. And in case you were curious, yes, that was exhausting to type and italicize. So, yes, I can imagine how you totally didn't read it at all.Regardless, Sammy and I motored through the thing and did so (in my estimation) with some sense of efficiency; we didn't dawdle and we certainly didn't speed.Needless, to say, I hope there's a way for some folks to find this conversation enjoyable, be they K.G. & the L.W. fans or not. It was certainly fun and rewarding to do it.Many thanks to Sammy for his knowledge and his energy, and thank you to all of you that support the show.Cheers.copyright disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the audio samples contained in this episode (or any other, for that matter). These particular selections are clips I poached from a tune called, "Packet Man," by Digital Underground. It can be found on their 1990 release, Sex Packets, and is available to us c/o Tommy Boy Music, LLC.

How do you move from the depths of grief to a life of joy, purpose, and transformation? On this episode of The Story Engine Podcast, I sit down with Alisa Cooper, founder of Cocoon to Butterfly—a movement, program, and experience designed to guide people through the painful seasons of loss and help them emerge with renewed hope and joy. Alisa shares her deeply personal journey, the lessons she's learned along the way, and the practices that allow her to support others on their own paths of transformation. This conversation is as much about resilience as it is about healing. Whether you're navigating grief yourself, supporting someone you love, or simply seeking more joy and alignment in your life, Alisa's story and methods will leave you inspired to embrace transformation. ⏱ Episode Highlights with Timestamps [02:27] – Alisa's personal journey: how grief became the catalyst for her mission [05:43] – The importance of creating safe, supportive spaces for healing [08:19] – How transformation often feels like a cocoon stage before joy can emerge [11:06] – Practices and rituals Alisa uses to help people move through grief [14:52] – Why joy and grief can coexist—and how to honor both [18:17] – Kyle and Alisa discuss the power of vulnerability in building community [21:44] – Stories of participants who found new strength and clarity through her program [25:09] – The role of movement, creativity, and ritual in the healing process [28:35] – Closing thoughts: embracing the transformation from cocoon to butterfly in your own life

In the final installment of our Sacred Secular Syncopated series, Emily Austin and theologian-writer Femi Olutade dive deep into the sacred undercurrents of hip-hop — from The Message to To Pimp a Butterfly. Drawing on scripture, Orthodox theology, and the language of transformation, they explore how artists like Tupac Shakur and Kendrick Lamar turn lived struggle into spiritual reflection.What begins as a discussion of protest music becomes an invitation to rethink repentance (metanoia) — not as punishment, but as change of mind, heart, and being. Through examples from good kid, m.A.A.d city, DAMN., and Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers, Femi unpacks how Lamar's art embodies an ongoing conversion — personal, communal, and divine.Femi Olutade is a theologian, writer, and father whose work explores the intersection of faith, art, and culture through an Orthodox Christian lens. He is best known for authoring the script of Season 5 of the Dissect podcast, a 20-episode analysis of Kendrick Lamar's DAMN. — winner of the Pulitzer Prize for Music.Find Femi's work:

FOLLOW RICHARD Website: https://www.strangeplanet.ca YouTube: @strangeplanetradio Instagram: @richardsyrettstrangeplanet TikTok: @therealstrangeplanet EP. #1263 Blue Butterfly: Inside Epstein's Secret Lab of Power, Science, and Control What if Jeffrey Epstein's secret wasn't just sex, but science? In her explosive new book Blue Butterfly: Inside the Diary of an Epstein Survivor, investigative author Sarah McCarthy exposes the hidden story the media refused to tell. Drawing from Juliette Bryant's secret diary, McCarthy reveals a chilling world where elite scientists, intelligence agencies, and global leaders converged—using victims not only for blackmail, but for covert experiments in eugenics, cloning, and mind control. In this episode of Strange Planet, Richard Syrett sits down with McCarthy to crack open the darkest secret of our age: Epstein as prototype for elite power. GUEST: Sarah McCarthy is a South African-born investigative author who exposes the covert alliances between global elites, intelligence agencies, and controversial science. A former top copywriter for brands like Ogilvy & Mather and Burberry, she now applies her skills to uncovering hidden power structures. Her latest book, Blue Butterfly: Inside the Diary of an Epstein Survivor, reveals how Jeffrey Epstein's operation extended far beyond sex trafficking—into eugenics, cloning, and mind-control experimentation disguised as philanthropy. WEBSITE: TrineDay BOOK: Blue Butterfly: Inside the Diary of an Epstein Survivor SUPPORT OUR SPONSORS!!! ⁠FABRIC BY GERBER LIFE⁠ Life insurance that's designed to be fast and affordable. You could get instant coverage with no medical exam for qualified applicants. Join the thousands of parents who trust Fabric to help protect their family. Apply today in just minutes at ⁠meet fabric dot com slash STRANGE⁠ ⁠TESBROS⁠ We're a small business built by Tesla owners, for Tesla owners. Everything we do is about helping our customers customize, protect, and maintain their ride — whether it's through our products or YouTube how-tos and reviews. We're running an exclusive giveaway you won't want to miss! Enter now for your chance to win a DIY PPF Full Body Wrap kit tailored to your ride — either the Model Y Juniper or the Cybertruck. This prize is worth up to $2,500 and gives you the ultimate choice: Colored PPF. Clear Matte or Gloss PPF. Or even a Vinyl Wrap option for the Cybertruck Go to⁠ tesbros.com⁠ and use code POD15 for 15% off your first order. HIMS - Making Healthy and Happy Easy to Achieve Sexual Health, Hair Loss, Mental Health, Weight Management START YOUR FREE ONLINE VISIT TODAY - ⁠HIMS dot com slash STRANGE⁠ ⁠https://www.HIMS.com/strange⁠ MINT MOBILE Premium Wireless - $15 per month. No Stores. No Salespeople. JUST SAVINGS Ready to say yes to saying no? Make the switch at MINT MOBILE dot com slash STRANGEPLANET. That's MINT MOBILE dot com slash STRANGEPLANET BECOME A PREMIUM SUBSCRIBER!!!⁠ ⁠https://strangeplanet.supportingcast.fm⁠ Three monthly subscriptions to choose from. Commercial Free Listening, Bonus Episodes and a Subscription to my monthly newsletter, InnerSanctum. Visit ⁠https://strangeplanet.supportingcast.fm⁠ Use the discount code "Planet" to receive $5 OFF off any subscription. We and our partners use cookies to personalize your experience, to show you ads based on your interests, and for measurement and analytics purposes. By using our website and services, you agree to our use of cookies as described in our Cookie Policy. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit ⁠megaphone.fm/adchoices Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://strangeplanet.supportingcast.fm/

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Jeff and Phil welcome pop culture pals and cultural critics Dino-Ray Ramos and Rebecca Sun to discuss two new similarly-flavored TV series, Butterfly and Tempest. They explore the cultural significance of these Korean and Korean-adjacent shows, their unique storytelling approaches, and the evolving landscape of Asian American representation in global content. They discuss the future of authentic Asian storytelling in Hollywood -- beyond stunt casting and "flower vases"; the role of diaspora creatives; and the balance between small, intimate stories and larger global narratives. They also caution against Hollywood's inevitable exploitation and commodification of K-culture.

Text Us!In this episode of Raising Disabled, we talked to pediatric oncology nurse Mary Jenner, the founder of The Butterfly Pig.   She has created an innovative company that is making toys that mirror real medical equipment that children interact with in the hospital and at home.  If you would like to donate towards a child receiving a toy from The Butterfly Pig to reduce that child's anxiety surrounding their medical equipment, check out her Wishful Wings program. Please subscribe, leave a review, and follow us on social media to know about upcoming episodes and to participate in this podcast.Instagram - @raisingdisabledpodcastFacebook - Raising Disabled Podcast

Introducing TravNation points, which can be exchanged for prizes! You earn points by doing things like slyly learning to ride a unicycle, dressing up a concrete goose, and gushin' up those lanternflies. Sorry, there are not enough hacky sacks to go around, those are first come, first served.Suggested talking points: Two Ears and One Mouth, You Miss All the Pigs You Don't Buy, Living Cheesily, Words That are CGI'd InBorder Angels: https://www.borderangels.org/

Dr. Nick Haddad is a Professor in Integrative Biology at Michigan State University and a Senior Terrestrial Ecologist at the W.K. Kellogg Biological Station. In addition, Nick is the author of the recently released book The Last Butterflies: A Scientist's Quest to Save a Rare and Vanishing Creature. Through his research, Nick searches for the rarest butterflies in the world and works to understand what factors cause the decline of these butterflies and what we can do to conserve them. Outside of work, Nick has been enjoying renovating his home with his wife who is a historic preservationist. Their home was built in 1840, so they have been tackling a wide variety of projects including updating the plumbing and replacing all of the electrical wiring. Nick received his BS in Biology from Stanford University, and he was awarded his PhD in Ecology from the University of Georgia. Afterwards, Nick conducted postdoctoral research at the University of Minnesota. Before joining the faculty at Michigan State, University, Nick served on the faculty at North Carolina State University for about 19 years. In our interview, Nick shares more about his life and science.