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Ep. 460: En este ‘Nadie Sabe Nada' de Andreu Buenafuente y Berto Romero hemos aprendido un montón de cosas. Vamos con algunos ejemplos: los audífonos no denotan juventud como parece estar de moda; el anonimato de Banksy es una falacia porque tiene un perfil público en Instagram; nadie entiende lo de la moda de llevar la ropa rota y que ya la compres así. Además, hemos descubierto que había una especie de monstruo que atascaba las cañerías en Sabadell (Barcelona) al que llamaban ‘la bicha' y que lo de delante de los trenes de vapor se llama ‘aparta bisontes' según Andreu, aunque en realidad es un quitavacas' o ‘quitapiedras'. En lenguaje técnico: testero. 

Ep. 460: En este ‘Nadie Sabe Nada' de Andreu Buenafuente y Berto Romero hemos aprendido un montón de cosas. Vamos con algunos ejemplos: los audífonos no denotan juventud como parece estar de moda; el anonimato de Banksy es una falacia porque tiene un perfil público en Instagram; nadie entiende lo de la moda de llevar la ropa rota y que ya la compres así. Además, hemos descubierto que había una especie de monstruo que atascaba las cañerías en Sabadell (Barcelona) al que llamaban ‘la bicha' y que lo de delante de los trenes de vapor se llama ‘aparta bisontes' según Andreu, aunque en realidad es un quitavacas' o ‘quitapiedras'. En lenguaje técnico: testero. 

 Listen to the Show Right Click to Save GuestsJarrott Productions Dial M For MurderAustin Rainbow Theatre Lipstick What We Talked About 

La recién creada Plataforma Cultural Gitana de León “8 de Abril” promueve, con la ayuda del Ayuntamiento de la capital, una amplia programación durante toda esta semana con motivo del Día Internacional del Pueblo Gitano. La efeméride llega por partida doble, teniendo en cuenta que, en este 2025, también se conmemoran los seiscientos años desde la entrada en España y la llegada a León de esta comunidad de historia nómada. Nos detalla toda esta serie de actividades su primera presidenta, María Hernández, tertuliana habitual del programa en “Las voces de la Semana”.

Resolviendo una vez más “in extremis” sus tareas pendientes, la Cultural se reencuentra con la victoria gracias a un gol postrero de Satrústegui, que, además de dar tranquilidad al equipo, encarrila aún más la senda del equipo hacia el ascenso directo a Segunda División. Sobre su situación y la de sus perseguidores, incluida la Ponferradina, hablamos con nuestros expertos analistas: Nines, Simón Pérez, Carlos Martínez y Paco Jiménez.

Edición de Lunes. Presenta Mayte González

Edición de Lunes. Presenta Mayte González

Derecho Digital, con Victor Salgado.

Así es CARA C, el nuevo podcast de LOS40 presentado por Cris Regatero. GORDO presenta 'OLVIDARTE' con Emilia en LOS40 Global Show. La colaboración de Julieta y Aitana está cada vez más cerca. Los 15 artistas de 'Operación Triunfo' con más Números 1. Esta semana: Prepárate para LOS40 Primavera Pop 2025.

Derecho Digital, con Victor Salgado.

Ep. 459: En este ‘Nadie Sabe Nada', Andreu Buenafuente y Berto Romero debaten sobre si las personas feas son ingeniosas y las guapas lo son menos porque no lo necesitan. Pero nosotros rompemos esta dicotomía porque nos ha quedado un ‘Nadie' guapo e ingenioso, por lo menos. Guapo e ingenioso porque hemos salvado los problemas técnicos iniciales con ingenio, hemos hablado de gatos y eso siempre es bonito, hemos intentado descubrir qué es la espuma en cocina y hemos entendido qué es la sublimación con inteligencia y hemos tocado temas atractivos como el orden (recordando a Marie Kondo), el público en los conciertos, el sake como bebida, la morcilla o el gimnasio. 

Ep. 459: En este ‘Nadie Sabe Nada', Andreu Buenafuente y Berto Romero debaten sobre si las personas feas son ingeniosas y las guapas lo son menos porque no lo necesitan. Pero nosotros rompemos esta dicotomía porque nos ha quedado un ‘Nadie' guapo e ingenioso, por lo menos. Guapo e ingenioso porque hemos salvado los problemas técnicos iniciales con ingenio, hemos hablado de gatos y eso siempre es bonito, hemos intentado descubrir qué es la espuma en cocina y hemos entendido qué es la sublimación con inteligencia y hemos tocado temas atractivos como el orden (recordando a Marie Kondo), el público en los conciertos, el sake como bebida, la morcilla o el gimnasio. 

Esta semana Pepe Muñiz se deja inspirar por la cautivadora, fascinante e icónica figura del urogallo, uno de los emblemas de la fauna leonesa a pesar de su inquietante situación como especie en peligro de extinción.

Recibimos en "Hoy por Hoy León" al periodista Paco Martínez Carrión para conversar en detalle sobre su novela, "El crimen de las cajas de ahorro", una historia policiaca que sirve como coartada para relatar los desmanes y tropelías que, al cabo de los años, terminaron desembocando en la desaparición de Caja España ("Caja de Ahorros del Bernesga" en el libro). La obra hila bajo una fina capa de ficción multitud de hechos y personajes que han poblado la vida política, social y económica de León, poniendo así a nuestra ciudad y provincia ante un espejo en el que se reflejan sus miserias, hipocresías, canalladas y decadencias.

Las previas, llamada a la peña valencianista de Madrid y La Moviola. En nuestro Off The Record de este viernes hemos escuchado la última hora de previa de los partidos del fin de semana. Nos hemos marchado a Madrid para hablar con el presidente de la Peña Valencianista 18 de marzo, Juan Carlos Corell. Y, además de escuchar a los entrenadores, como viernes que es hemos terminado con La Moviola. 

If you grew up in the '60s, '70s, or '80s,you will love StarPodTrek!On this fantastic episode of StarPodTrek, we consider the Star Trek contents of Starlog magazine in issues 91 and 92 from 1985, as well as discuss pertinent information of that time period!Stephen Manley reminisces about his role as "Pon Farr Spock"!Joe Cepeda and Lezlie Sawyer consider the work of Walter Koenig!Burt Bruce talks about the longevity of Star Trek from the Star Trek III Official Movie Magazine!...and more on this episode of StarPodTrek!Join us at Stellar Fest, Atlanta's ultimate event for Sci-fi enthusiasts, April 4th-6th.Get your tickets NOW!https://stellarfest.org/Huntsville Comic & Pop Culture Expo is Alabama's largest celebration of all things geek!April 25th-27thhttps://www.hsvexpo.com/Metrotham Con, June 20-22 in Dalton, Georgia. This year's theme is Trek Wars!https://metrothamcon.com/homeMonsterama, Atlanta's only retro horror and sci-fi convention, August 8th-10th!https://monsteramacon.com/The Labor Day weekend phenomenon returns to downtown Atlanta: Dragon Con! Look for us in the program as professional guests!https://www.dragoncon.org/We will return as guest speakers at Starbase Indy 2025 over Thanksgiving weekend. This convention celebrates Star Trek's vision of humanitarian and STEM education. Get your tickets now!https://www.starbaseindy.org/Join us in STARFLEET International. Enlist today!   https://sfi.org/Keep up with all that is going on with Randy Landers' Potempkin Pictures here:http://www.potemkinpictures.com/Follow the adventures of Joe Cepeda and Lezlie Sawyer in Natures Hunger:https://startreknatureshunger.com/Theme music provided by Foot Pound Force. Find out more about the band here:https://footpoundforce.bandcamp.com/musichttps://m.facebook.com/100029411275345/Don't forget to join our Facebook group:https://m.facebook.com/profile.php?id=469912916856743&ref=content_filterLove Starlog magazine?Join the Facebook group:https://m.facebook.com/profile.php?id=303578380105395&ref=content_filter Subscribe to our YouTube Channel “StarPodLog and StarPodTrek”https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgE_kNBWqnvTPAQODKZA1UgFind us on X and Instagram: @StarPodLog Reddit: u/StarPodTrek Visit us on Blogger at https://starpodlogpodcast.blogspot.com/ or iTunes or Spotify or wherever you listen to fine podcasts! If you cannot see the audio controls, listen/download the audio file here Download (right click, save as)

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Survivors savor the joy of living, and their bravery turns to romantic discovery.By SilverFoxMullet - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Luckily for me, my room was on the ground floor, as my building has no elevators. I had my key on a lanyard around my neck, and I unlocked the door. I let her precede me inside, and I shut the door once I got in. She looked around the room, which I usually keep fairly neat, but lately it's been immaculate. I am not as active with crutches, so I've stayed in a fair bit the last couple of weeks. And I clean when I get bored."Your room is so neat. I expected, um, sorry, a pigsty. You know, 'guy'?""It's not usually this nice, but I've been staying in a lot recently." Tapping my cast for emphasis.She looked at my leg, then asked "Can I sign your cast?""Only if I can sign yours." I negotiated."Deal. Got a pen?" She inquired."Desk, top drawer." I responded, and suddenly thought. Oh No. "Uh, I'll get one for you."She was too quick, you know, having moveable feet and all, and she pulled the drawer open. First thing she sees is the unopened box of condoms my dorm buddies gave me for Christmas. Her eyebrows rose, and she put a finger on the still-sealed box. Then she turned bright red, and picked up a sharpie."Your cast is covered up, I can't get at it." she said in a slightly quavering voice. She looked nervous and fidgety. I knew I was nervous as all hell. That box of condoms was meant as a joke, as I was notorious for not getting anywhere with the ladies. I'd kissed a couple of girls, but that was as far as I'd ever gotten. I just wasn't able to pursue them the way other guys did. I always backed off. Just couldn't put myself forward like that.I looked down at my leg, covered by the sweatpants. It took every ounce of bravery I could muster to open my mouth and say the words. "I'll have to uncover it I guess."She knelt in front of me. I could see how nervous she was. Hell, I could feel how nervous I was. "Suzanne? I, uh, I never-""Me too." She affirmed.I looked in her eyes and asked; "Are you sure?""Yes." she said, and she reached for my waistband."Wait." I interrupted.She stopped, and had a fearful expression on her face, like I'd just said something that hurt her. Damn, that hurts me, to see her look of feeling rejected."Let me get on the bed first, this chair is so uncomfortable.""Oh, Okay. Can I help you?""Yeah, just hold the chair still?"She got behind it, and I heard her say "Hey there's brakes." Once the brakes were set, it was easy to get out of the chair and sat the bed. She unset the brakes and slipped the chair into the corner, then knelt down before me again. This time I leaned back on my elbows & she reached out to pull down my sweats with a little more confidence. She got them to my knees, and stopped to pull off the shoe on my good leg.The sweats slipped off my legs, leaving me semi-reclined in my polo shirt and briefs. The briefs were definitely bulging now. She stared at my crotch for long enough that I became self-conscious, and I blushed almost as red as she was.Grinning big, she picked up the sharpie, then wrote a note on my cast."To Robert, I saved myself for the one who saved my life, Suzanne"It was difficult to read from my angle, so she read it out loud to me. My heart started to race, and I felt a little dizzy. "Really?" I said.She blushed harder, as if that were even possible, and looked at the floor."I think I've been saving myself for someone like you, too." I said.She looked up at me, with what I thought was panic at first, but the smile that grew from that look was anything but panicked. I held out my hand for the pen. She sat to my left and held out her arm. It was covered by her blouse, so I said "Uh, It's covered"."Then you'll have to uncover it I guess," she beamed.She shifted up over me and I reached up with trembling fingers to work the front buttons on her silky long sleeved top. It felt like I had never operated a button in my life, I was so uncoordinated. But I finally got the job done, and her blouse fell open. I slid it off her far shoulder, and she pulled her left arm free. I stared in wonder at her tits. She didn't have a bra on, probably because she needed both hands to get it on and off. Oh My Fucking God.I absently drew her blouse off her right shoulder, and slid the puffy long sleeve down & off her right arm and it's cast. Only then did I take in the veritable wonder of an actual pair of real live breasts in front of my eyes. "Wow" I said with bright eyes. Her tits were a smaller B cup, with areolas a shade darker than her skin tone, and stiff little nipples poking out."They're not too small?" she timidly asked."God no, wow! You're beautiful!" I said with a giddiness I couldn't suppress.She blushed and looked away shyly for a second. I remembered the pen in my hand, so I had her lay on her back so I could write on her cast."To Suzanne, saving each other, saved for each other, Robert"As I was capping the pen her left hand pulled me down against her, and her lips rushed to meet mine. I had thought she had nice lips when I kissed her earlier, but that was mostly one-sided. This was phenomenal. I dropped the pen somewhere, and wrapped my arms around her. We kissed like this for minutes, or maybe it was days, I dunno, I didn't care. She lay half across my lap, and I bent over her, our lips and tongues entwined for such a glorious time.It was never like this. I was always so nervous trying to kiss a girl before, but this was passion and perfection. We finally had to come up for air, and she smiled sweetly at me as she lay back on my bed. I guess that's when she felt my erection pressing into her hip. Her eyes went wide, then she grinned up at me."Am I as fetching as you thought?""Yeah, fetching is not the half of it. Arousing, beautiful, and literally stunning. I have no more words.""Shall I get the, um, the box, from your desk?" she offered."Not yet." I replied, hobbling up off the bed, then guiding her to her feet. I undid the zipper on her slacks, and slipped them down to pile up around her ankles. She kicked her shoes off and stepped out of her slacks. "Damn" I said. She was so pale and delicate. Not a small girl, probably the same height as me, but she was certainly slimmer than I was, overall.Her hands seemed to want to cover her boobs, but she fought that urge, standing before me as a lover, not a recently met stranger. I was drawn to her, & I could feel the pull, like gravity between us. She tentatively reached toward me, and I realized she wanted me as naked as she was, so we peeled off my polo shirt.She gasped, looked me up and down, her gaze settling on the sharply defined summit in my underwear. She reached out again, and clumsily pulled down the front of my briefs with her left hand. I hooked my thumb into the waistband behind me and it made her mission move along quickly. But as she leaned down to complete the descent, she nearly got poked in the eye."Oh dear" she said as my stiff cock sprang free of its confinement and pointed upward toward her. "That's so... different. Bigger." Her eyes were wide now as she took in what was apparently her first sight of a full erection.I reached for her, and she started to back away, so I laid back down and waited. She fidgeted some more, some kind of internal debate, and then she knelt and leaned right up to me, nodding. "Okay" she said.I reached down again, and ever so slowly peeled her panties off. Fuck. A neat little triangle of sparse, dark hair was there, just above a puffy slit. I'd seen lots of porn, but this was not like any of that. All those porn stars shaved and trimmed and waxed away everything. This was whatever she had, all of it, come as you are.Her panties dropped to her knees, and I said "Wow. You're beautiful.""You think so?" she asked."Oh yes, I know so." I said with conviction.She smiled, then shifted nervously and flipped her panties to the floor. Then she paused again, a fleeting glance back to the desk. "Lay down here with me for a while." I said.Relaxing the tiniest bit, she laid alongside and half on me, and we embraced, as best we could with two limbs encased in plaster. We kissed again, and it was similar to before, but the extra skin contact made the sensation so much better. I put my hands to use, stroking her back, her neck, her breasts, and her thighs as she shivered from my touch. Then she shifted onto her side and her left hand was around the back of my neck, drawing our kiss closer, pressing her pert tits into my chest, crushing me to her. As before, we kissed forever, it seemed. Once she let up on her clutching me, I gently rolled her onto her back, on the bed.I wanted to see that pussy. To touch it, smell it, taste it! I'd read about eating a girl out, I'd watched innumerable videos, and now I had the opportunity to try it. Some guys said it was gross, and wouldn't do it. Some said it was the best way to get a girl worked up, so don't mind the smell and taste, just do it. Me, I just wanted to find out what it was like, I didn't care if it was good or bad, I was gonna do this.Gently, I scooted myself up, then farther down the bed. I pushed her legs apart, and she watched in wonder as I leaned down to look at her. Wow, this was amazing. "You're beautiful" I said to her pussy. I leaned right in and kissed her patch. There was a sharp sour tang to her, but it wasn't bad, just new, different. I swept my tongue along her slit, picking up even more of her strong flavour. Inside, it was different, still not good or bad, I guessed that this was just what a pussy tasted like.Again and again I lapped at her, and she got wetter and wetter. Her knees bent as she opened herself up, inviting me farther inside. This wetness might have been me drooling on her, or her arousal, I didn't know. She was making joyous little noises up there, in time to my activities with my tongue. That felt good, really good, to me! I caressed her thighs, then ran my fingers through her delicate fur, and her hips moved in a way I had never imagined I would ever see. I could FEEL her arousal in that motion, she was so happy with what I was doing, and that made me happy!I knew her clitoris was supposed to be up here somewhere, so I began licking at the apex of her slit. Her soft cries and shudders let me now when I found it. Yes, there she was, and when I used my tongue the way I saw in those videos, she reacted with an astonishing cry and multiple thrusts of her hips. She practically bounced on the bed and yelped in her efforts to seemingly avoid my tongue and ram herself onto it at one and the same time.Her hand came down to twine her fingers in my hair, not too push me away, or even to draw me in, but just to make contact, to be part of what was happening to her. I continued to lick her clit gently, and her hips began a hypnotic rolling motion, over and over, slowly cycling up and down.I put a finger down where I thought her opening was, and moved it around, between her slick labia. I found what I sought, and as my finger slipped inside of her, the tone of her soft noises changed, from one of languid pleasure to one of lust and need. I continued this double activity, which came so much easier to me than the old patting-head and rubbing-tummy trick. I always botched that, but not this!I had thought that I'd made her cum a while earlier, when she'd made that louder noise, but I was wrong, or perhaps this was a new order of magnitude for her. This time her entire body tensed up, and she shook and made small gasping sounds for a half a minute. Now her hand was pushing me away, her breath rasping in her throat, as she'd had enough of this."Oh, Robert" she whispered hoarsely.I sat up and let my casted leg hang over the side of the bed. Then I looked down upon her, spread out before me, spread eagle, gasping for air in her glory."Did I do OK?" I asked.She laughed weakly, then said; "I didn't know it could be like that.""Me neither." I admitted."Do, do we need those uh, things now?""Condoms. Yes, we'll need those, I hope?" I eager looked at her."I'd get them, but I can't seem to move right now,” she revealed. “Can I catch my breath for a bit?" She was still breathing heavily."That's Okay, we're in no hurry,” I assured her.I felt like I would never tire of watching her when she was naked and aroused. Beautiful, amazing. After a while she struggled to sit up, difficult with one arm and tangled up with another person in bed. She stepped over to the desk and got out that box, then brought it to me. She sat down on the side of the bed and watched closely as I opened it and pulled out a strip of condoms. A folded instruction sheet fell out in my lap, and she picked it up. I tore one of the condom packages off the strip as she unfolded the paper & flipped it over to read the English side. I peered over her shoulder at the little diagram, and tore open the packet. Suzanne dropped the paper and looked closely at what I was doing as I squeezed the tip and rolled it on."That's it?" she asked."Yup, I think so,” I surmised.She lifted her cast-encased arm and said "How do we do this?""You on top, I think.""On top?" she asked, "I don't understand.""Can I show you a video?" I offered."Oh, Okay. You mean like, a porn video?""Uh huh, so you can see what position might work.""O, kay?"She got up, unplugged my laptop, and brought it over, placing it on our laps. I surfed to a site I knew had good videos. I typed ‘cowgirl' in the search box and scrolled through the resulting thumbnails. I soon found a promising one, and clicked on it. I had to fast forward through a lot of it, and she said "Go back to that last part."I backed up a bit and she watched in rapt fascination as a girl on the screen took a guy's cock deep into her mouth. "Can I try that?" she asked."Sure! if you want."The girl on the screen pulled away and continued to stroke the guy, his cum splattering her face, then she took him back in to finish."Ewww. Maybe not.""Like I said, only if you want.""Well, you did that for me, so maybe I should do that for you, too.""Let's find the bit we're looking for first."I skipped forward a bit more, then found the cowgirl segment. "See, she's on top, our casts won't be in the way too much like that. Plus, it gives you the ability to take things along as you're comfortable.”We watched for a minute. "Okay, I can do that." she said.Closing the laptop, she put it on the floor and slid it under the bed. She got off the bed, and let me shift around, and clambered back on. Straddling my thighs, she bit her lip and said, "It's supposed to hurt the first time, isn't it?""I think so. You'll have to be gentle." That's why I wanted us to try it this way.She nodded, then reached down and grasped my cock. She took a few minutes to fondle and stroke my cock, with a look of curiosity, desire, and giddiness. She knelt straight up, and shifted her body forward to align her new play tool with her cunt, moving her hips and my cock, to find the right spot. Once engaged, she withdrew her hand and sank halfway down onto me.She froze, with a curious look on her face."Huh" she groaned."Oh god, Suzanne" I said, basking in the hot wet tightness of her pussy. It was incredible. I was gonna cum, and soon, this was so astonishingly good!She was descended in front of me, pert breasts caped with tight hard nipples, hair hanging in disarray about her face, and her pussy - holy fuck - I could see my cock impaling her. Labia distended and wrapped around my shaft, and the sensations from inside her were amazing! As she raised back up, my cock looked like it had a pussy doughnut encircling it.It was like some weird sheathed hand, wrapped around my cock, with rippling touches here and there. Her thousand-yard stare suddenly focused back on me, and she said "Wow" and slid down my shaft until she bottomed out. "That didn't hurt at all" she whispered in awe. "That feels so good! You feel so big inside me."Recalling the video we'd previewed, she started humping and grinding and bouncing on my shaft. I was trying not to cum yet, I wanted to please her first, and luckily, what she was doing wasn't over stimulating me. Except visually, I was getting so turned on by the sight of a naked girl getting turned on by my own cock! And guys are visual creatures, so it was difficult to hold back.But she did cum again, and hard, and I could feel it from the inside. Her orgasm was a rippling and clenching of muscles, both inside her pussy, and over her whole body. Her arms, her legs, her abs, everything tensed and shook. Maybe there's nothing so visually erotic as watching a sexy woman having a massive trance orgasm.And that was all I could stand before I exploded.I thought the condom was gonna explode, I pumped so much cum into it. The sight of her there, on me, cumming, fuck that was intense.When it had passed, she opened her eyes in wonder and looked down at me. "Oh god Robert, this is amazing! You're amazing." All I could do was smile up at her. Then she said "Did you finish yet?""Oh Yeah."  I assured her.She smiled with a deep sense of accomplishment, then asked me; "Can I try that mouth thing?" Her innocence is so sexy."A blowjob?" I asked."That's a blowjob?” she seemed inquisitive. “I heard other people talk about it, but was always afraid to ask what it was. I really want to try that."She rose up off of me and tried to get the condom off. Left handed wasn't working well, so I removed it, and asked her to reach over to the desk for some tissues to clean up. "Thanks" she said, then she went around to the foot of the bed and crawled up to get at my cock.She sat cross-legged and leaned down to get closer to her new favorite sex toy.She held my semi-flaccid cock and gave the tip a tentative lick first, then smiled at me and licked harder. She spent a minute or so licking me like a popsicle. “Wow, you taste sorta salty and manly” she observed. Then she took my head into her mouth and I gasped and whimpered "Please, No teeth"."Sorry." she said. Then I was engulfed again, and she hummed on me, which was so very stimulating. Pulling off she commented "You taste good! Probably better than me." Then she was back at it, and now her tongue swirled around the head of my cock. This was too much, too stimulating. The view I had, plus the feel of her tongue on me, was enough to set me right off. My first blowjob lasted 30 seconds before I blew.I groaned, and said "Now", and she sealed her lips around me, lapping her tongue repeatedly over the sensitive underside of my head. I think I whimpered, and I may have said something, I have no idea. My orgasm was a completely different thing from what I got from masturbating. This was so powerful it was excruciating. I could feel her tongue lapping at me as I shot load after load into her mouth. I don't think I ever came so much before in my life. Her eyes were wide in surprise as she kept working on me, swallowing what I gave, and teasing out more.I finally ran dry and started to wilt, and she pulled away. "Wow" she said, "that was cool. You taste good, too. I like blowjobs, they're fun!"I laid back, floating in post orgasmic bliss.She crawled up alongside & cuddled with me. It took a few tries to get comfortable with our casts in the way. There we were, to newly deflowered teens, both buck-nekked except for the white casts covering two limbs. We were in sweaty bliss from some great first-time, multiple-orgasm sex. The afterglow was heavenly.Then we got chilled and we had to untangle ourselves to get under the blankets. The adrenaline was gone, our lust was sated, and sleep took us both.That was one April Fools joke that both failed and succeeded in a most spectacular manner. Tomorrow will reveal what troubles await those who endangered two virgins' lives, but It couldn't have turned out any better for Suzanne & Robert.By SilverFoxMullet for Literotica

An April Fools Prank Goes Awry.By SilverFoxMullet - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories .Spring break was just that, a break. My leg, actually.When I went home to Ottawa for spring break, I met up with a few of my old high school buds, and we took a day trip to the Quebec side for some skiing at one of the nearby hills, north of Ottawa. Mid afternoon, I hit a patch of ice and went down hard. It was quite a day for falls, as the hills were pretty icy this late in the season. I tried to get up, but my right ankle hurt like a bitch. None of my friends had stopped, as we were all falling a lot today, they just assumed I would get up and follow them."Aw fuck!" I groaned. I lay there in the snow for a few minutes, until someone slid to a stop next to me."Hey, are you all right?" the guy asks."No, I hurt my ankle. Fuck.""Don't move it, I'll find the ski patrol. Hang on." He skied away to get help.30 seconds later another guy stopped. Same question. "Hey are you all right?""I think I sprained my ankle. There was a guy here a minute ago, he said he'd send the ski patrol."The guy turned and looked around, then waved and yelled "Ici! Over here! Vien! Here they are."Two guys in red jackets stopped and asked what's wrong. This other guy said "Good luck!" to me, and skied away, as I recounted the fall and my symptoms. The ski patrol guys were great, they radioed for a stretcher and 20 minutes later they're loading me into an ambulance. The rest of the day was a lot of waiting, x-rays, and paperwork. The local hospital had a seasonal trauma unit for all the ski injuries, and they're used to dealing with the inter-provincial healthcare.I called my Dad, who said he'd fetch me from the hospital, then called my buddies who were still in the chalet'. He told them to go home without me. They commiserated and said they'd drop by my house tomorrow and see how I was doing.I eventually got a cast on my right leg. It spanned from my toes to my mid-thigh. I was issued a pair of crutches, and a whole ream of instructions (in both French and English of course) about what to do and what not to do. My Dad showed up somewhere during this tedious process and reassured me everything would be fine.We got home really late, after stopping at a pharmacy for pain meds, and stopping for takeout, damn I was hungry by then. I was asleep in minutes after I took one of those pills after getting home.Next morning, I had to take another pill, damn leg was throbbing like mad. I had to learn how to negotiate using the toilet with crutches, fuck, that's pain in the arse. Then I had to figure out how to shower. They gave me a shower bag for the cast but I couldn't get the damn thing on by myself. Mom was trying to be motherly (naturally) but I was way too embarrassed to be seen naked in front of her. My Dad was a trooper, he helped me with all the bathroom stuff, and I got my shower OK.I wasn't going to be able to drive for a while, so my folks said they'd drive me back to school in Toronto. I could come home by bus and get my car once I was able to drive. Great."Actually, if I could have my car on campus, one of my buddies could drive me around. None of the other guys have a car." Not that my rattly old car was much of a ride, but it got us from A to B."OK" my Dad says, "Your mother can drive you there, and I'll follow in your car, then we'll drive back together.""Awesome, sounds like a plan!"The rest of the day my parents helped me work out how to deal with the cast and crutches and take care of personal stuff by myself, like getting dressed, showering, shaving (yeah, ever try to balance on one foot to shave? fuckin hell), and using the toilet. My mom went shopping and bought me a bunch of baggy sweat pants, something that would go over my cast.My old friends dropped by with some hard coolers the next day, thinking it would cheer me up; but I had to pass on those due to the meds I was on. They laughed at me and drank it all, themselves. We all had a good laugh about my predicament, and they wished me luck at college. Gonna need it, eh?Then it was time to head back to school. I'd been texting and calling my buddies at school, told them the whole idiot story of my misadventures. They laughed at me big time, and of course they worried about their ride, what was gonna happen to my car? I told them about the arrangements and they were happy that it would still be available.The drive to school was really tedious, seemed to last forever, because it was so fricking uncomfortable to sit there with that stiff cast on. They got me and my stuff into my room in the dorm, and said their good-byes. I was so happy that I was on the first floor! No stairs here but there were stairs all over campus. Sure, there's elevators everywhere but I didn't know where most of them were.First order of business, I gotta pee after that road trip. I used the big accessible stall in the bathroom, that was great. Grab bars, lots of room, it really was made for this kind of thing. Easier than the bathroom at home, that's for sure.I was the butt of a lot of jokes and shit for the first few days, but otherwise it was fine. Down in the dining hall I spotted someone else who'd had a fun spring break. There was a girl with her whole arm in a cast, like from shoulder to wrist, with the elbow bent at 90 degrees. I wondered what happened to her. Skiing too I supposed. My buddies said we'd make a great couple and told me to go ask her out. No way, dudes, not gonna happen. I can't talk to girls, I always get freaked out and clam up.The end of March rolled around, and I still had weeks to go before getting my cast off. There was a party on Saturday night, and I was weaning off the strong meds by now so I could have a few drinks. My floor mates were getting me drinks, too; so I ended up having a few more than I would normally have. I was feeling buzzed by the end of the night.One of the guys suddenly showed up with a wheelchair. "Robbo! we got you some wheels, man!""Where'd you steal that from?" I asked, a little dubious about the idea of them scamming someone's chair."No No, totally not stolen, we got it for you from the Red Cross. It's legit, dude!""All right! Let's check out my new ride then!" I hopped over and settled into the chair. They adjusted the footrest out for me and one of them took my crutches, and they started wheeling me away. "Where we goin?" I asked."It's a surprise." says one of them, and then pull a pillowcase down over my head so I can't see where we're going. When I try to pull the covering off, they stopped me, and then the started grabbing my arms & duct taping them to the chair's armrests. We were outside by now, and I started yelling, until they taped the pillowcase tight against my mouth, to muff my yelling. Now I was getting pissed, but there's not much I could do, except literally ride this out.They laughed and giggled and make goofy jokes as they wheeled me around campus. EventuallyI had no idea where I am, and it suddenly strikes me that it was now April 1st. The alcoholic buzz is wearing off fast under the rush of my adrenaline and anger, and I wondered what kind of demented nightmare game they've come up with.I heard more laughing, girls this time, and they make whispered comments back and forth with the guys. I'm now in a building, but I had no clue where. My chair was pushed around some more, bumping into stuff, and then a body is dumped in my lap, then they yanked the duct tape off the pillowcase and I can again my mouth. The room is pitch black. The giggling and laughing is cut off by the slamming of a door, and everything goes quiet.I think there's a girl in my lap, or a small, really nice smelling guy with long hair. She's quiescent, asleep or passed out, pressed against my chest."Hey. Hey, wake up." I said.No response, she's just sitting there, draped over my lap. She's warm and breathing, so it's not a manikin or something. I wondered if she's okay.I started to shift a bit, can't use my arms because they're taped down, but I try to shake her awake with my rocking shoulders. It didn't work, and now I'm afraid that if I move too much she'll fall off onto the floor."Hey, uh, miss, wake up." louder. She's out of it. I turn my head to the side so I'm not yelling in her ear and holler "Hey, enough crap, let me out of here!" Silence reigns. Well, fuck. Now what?'Now what'. Then the fire alarm starts blaring. It startles the heck out of me, but still isn't enough to wake the girl.  I heard loud commotion in the halls for about 30 seconds, but then suddenly there is silence. Fuck, this is getting serious. What if it's a real fire? No, no way, it's April 1st now, gotta be a prank. I'll just wait for her to wake up, and we'll get out of here. My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I began to see faint outlines of what is probably a maintenance closet or storage room.The alarm rings for an annoyingly long time. 15 minutes I guess, I dunno, but it seems interminable. And I need to pee now. When the alarm finally stops the need to pee gets more insistent. I shifted uncomfortably under the weight of my passenger. Her hip is pressed up against my groin, adding to the struggle of my urge to piss.More time passes, and damn, I gotta go bad, now. I'm gonna wet myself, and her too, if I don't get out of here right now. I've tried speaking to her, yelling, shaking her, and then there was another alarm that went on and on. She just isn't gonna wake up. Did those morons drug her or something?I'm desperate now. "Come on, sleeping beauty, wake up!" Sleeping beauty? Yeah, fine, I'll try that before I piss all over her. I think a girl would be slightly less angry about a stolen kiss than wet pants. So I seek her mouth. There was a little light coming in under the door, but suddenly that light went out, and only a faint intermittent light glowed. Oh, crap! That would be the emergency exit lighting. I eventually bumped my faced against her nose, then lowered a bit and kissed her, probably a little too hard for a wakeup smooch, cause I'm dyin' here, gotta pee, gotta pee, gotta pee.She's got nice soft lips, really quite kissable, and I kinda wished she was awake and under different circumstances. I kissed her again, even harder. No response. I try again, this time I let my tongue do the talking, and I push into her mouth. Helluva way to experience my own first ‘tongue-kiss'. Finally, she stirred & turned into the kiss.Surprised, I pull back, and say "Oh thank god you're awake, help me up!"She startled, yelping at me, "Who are you?!""Help me, please, I'm gonna piss my pants! Untie me!"In the dim red glow of an exit sign I finally saw her face. She's kinda cute, not particularly pretty, and she has a cast on her right arm. It's the girl I saw in the dining hall a few times."Hurry!" I pleaded.She struggled off me, and stood. “Where the hell did you take me!” she demanded.I told her that we were both abducted by campus hooligans and locked in some storage room, but I didn't know which building. Then I said; “But I gotta pee right now and my leg is in a cast, and I'm bound to this wheelchair.She felt the tape on my wrists. It's slow going for her to undo the tape with her one weak hand, the way she's pulling at it, she's obviously not left handed.I'm not gonna make it, and I looked around. We're in a janitor's room or something. I spotted a stack of small waste baskets. "Quick, grab one of those buckets and put it between my legs."She's quick on the uptake, I'll give her that, and she grabbed the bucket for me. "Pull my pants down, hurry.""What? No!" she protested."Arrrrggghhh. Please, I'm gonna wet myself." I grind out through my clenched teeth.She reached out with that uncoordinated left hand of hers and fumbles with my sweat pants. I squirmed to lift my hips a bit to help, and the elastic waistband slipped down, exposing my tight briefs."You gotta help. Pull me out, aim for the bucket. Please?"I can see she's not happy with the situation, and she's fighting with her distaste at touching a man, a total stranger at that, in such a bizarre circumstance. But she perseveres, and that delicate hand fishes in my shorts for my cock. She paused momentarily as she made contact, then pulled my cock free. She picked up the empty bucket and aimed my ‘hose' toward the container.I groaned as I let loose. Oh god, finally! The relief was incredible. The poor girl was acting shocked as she dutifully aimed me at the bucket, and she even nudged the bucket a bit closer. I pissed on and on, holy fuck there was so much, and eventually I ran dry.Her disposition is no longer shocked, but instead she appeared to be curious."Oh thank you, you saved me so much embarrassment. You can put me back in there now. Thanks."She hesitated, and timidly tried to one-handedly stuff my cock back through the fly, and after a couple of clumsy tries I'm all set. And of course now my cock was growing fast in her hand, as I no longer had to pee, but there's a wonderful-smelling girl handling that most sensitive part of my anatomy. Something that's never happened before.That last drop of pee evidently got on her hand, and she looked a bit frantic now, "Ew" she says."Just wipe it on my sweats, it's OK." I told her, and she rubbed her hand on my inner thigh. That doesn't help with my ever increasing boner of course.She looked up at me, and her brow wrinkled. "Do you smell smoke?" she asked.It's my turn to be startled, and I looked toward the door. Oh Fuck, there's smoke coming in under the door! That alarm was real! Why wasn't it still going off? "Quick, help me get this tape off!" She started trying to pull up my sweats, but I say "No, leave that, just get me undone!"She started working on the tape on my left arm, and it took a few minutes to get me free. Working together, my right arm is unstuck in less than a minute. "Check the door." I told her as I looked around the room. No other doors, just shelves, a big sink, a floor pan for filling and emptying mop buckets, and stacks of boxes and stuff.She tried the light switch but it doesn't work. Great, my idiot friends probably unscrewed the light bulb. Then she tried the door. "It's locked!" she says."From the outside? Why the fuck would it be set up to lock people in? Sorry. I swear when I get nervous.""Is there really a fire, do you think?""I guess so, there was an alarm that went off when you were out cold.""What do we do?" She started frantically searching her pockets and said; "I can't find my phone!""I didn't even bring mine to the party. No pockets."The smell of smoke got stronger. I wheeled up next to the sink, and ran some water. Grabbing a package of paper towels, I ripped it open and dumped them in the sink. "Here, block up the crack under the door with these!"I handed her wads of soggy paper, and she knelt down to stuff them under the door. The smoke stoped coming in, thank goodness.  But now the room is black. "Now what?" she said.I shrugged, "I guess we wait and hope.""I'm scared." she said in a small voice."Come here, sit on my lap here. Oh, uh, maybe pull up my pants first." She helped me with that and sat on me. I think the gravity of the situation is now hitting her pretty hard, I know it's got me freaked out. She burrowed into my neck and wraps her good arm wraps around me. "We're OK for now." I tell her.I smelled her hair again, as she's crushed against me. Damn that feels nice. Shit, I don't even know her name. "I'm Robert by the way. Robert Green.""Suzanne. Suzanne Shelton.", she informed me."I'd say pleased to meet you Suzanne, but under these circumstances, maybe the sentiment should be I'm ecstatic to meet you. If I was by myself I would have pissed my pants and suffocated."She giggled, my goofy sense of humour somehow helped in this situation. "I'm glad to meet you too, Robert.""So how did you get here?""I don't know, I was at the dorm party and felt dizzy, then you were kissing me." She blushed again."Sorry about that, I tried to wake you for like 20 minutes, but you were really out of it. I finally thought I would try the sleeping beauty trick, and it worked. Did you drink something someone else gave you?""Oh. Shit.” She seemed to recall. “I think so. One of my floor mates gave me a coke. It must have been spiked?  I had to take some of my pain meds for my arm earlier tonight, it was bothering me. I keep trying to do too much with it all the time.""Oh, yeah, you don't want to mix booze or anything with that stuff, I know! Sorry about the pee episode. I really was going to wet my pants in another few seconds. Wet both our pants."She blushed and giggled. "I never saw a guy like that, like your, thing, before.""Wow. Okay, well, I never had a girl touch my co-, um, thing, before.""It changed when I was putting it away. Was that, um, like...'"Yeah, well, when a pretty girl touches me like that, I'm bound to get aroused."Her eyes went wide at that statement. "Oh" she said. She paused a few seconds, then put her head back on my shoulder. There was that scent again. "So. Um, you think I'm pretty?""Well, yeah, of course. You're what I think my grandpa would call 'fetching'"She giggled again. Damn, that sounds nice, and she smells really nice. Little Robert stirred down below. I heard a sharp intake of breath. Uh Oh. She felt that. I may have just ruined what might have been a moment."Am I pretty enough to make you, uh, aroused, then?""Oh, Suzanne, I am so embarrassed. Please, don't be offended, it's just circumstances, you know?"She pulled back again and looked at the door. Still no smoke. Then she looked at me with a sad smile, saying "I didn't think so." Suzanne started to get up, and I realized where our wires had crossed.I put my arms around her and said " Oh, no no. You're very pretty, and definitely arousing."She looked surprised, but settled back down on my lap. "Oh." she said. "Thank you."Just then we heard a muffled sound  of footsteps outside the door. We both yelled, and I grabbed a mop handle and rapped it against the door. The door opened, and a cloud of smoke poured in. A firefighter stood there, looking surprised behind his breathing apparatus. He hollered for help, and we were soon moved briskly from the building.I was parked in my wheelchair next to the ambulance, where Suzanne was sitting on a gurney. We both had been given oxygen and been checked over for injuries. We told campus security about how we came to be there, and they got really grim. I named names, because I could've died there, we both could've died. It was a prank, but it went sideways pretty fast when that fire broke out. Cops came over and Suzanne also named a couple of girls who she thought were in on it too. Now we were finally cleared to go."Can I walk you back to the dorms?" I asked.She laughed, "Don't you mean wheel me? You can't walk.""Can too, if I had my crutches. My idiot friends left me with this chair.""Okay, then, let's go." She beamed.Off we went. She couldn't push me with just one hand, and I was crap at navigating that chair, but we eventually got back to the residence. We chatted amiably along the way, getting to know each other. She was really easy to talk to, unlike most girls I've tried to talk to. Maybe that was it, I wasn't chatting her up.She was 18, a biology major, living in in the next dorm over. I told her I was in second year Computer Science, in the nearby dorm, so I had a single room.I told her how I broke my leg, skiing near Gatineau, and the really long day I had as a result. "How did you break your arm?""Skating. I'm usually a good skater but sometimes you just fall wrong. I spent most of that same day in the ER, just like you. It's really hard to get dressed and shower and stuff with this thing.""I know, believe me, I know all about it."We were both so fired up on adrenaline after our ordeal there was no way we could sleep. "Would you like to, uh, come over to my room, for a bit? After all this, I'm not tired, and I'd be bored doing just nothing. We could talk for a while." Oh, nice, I thought, smooth man, very smooth. NOT.She blushed, and it must've been a good one, to be visible in the dim light along the sidewalk. "I, uh, yeah. Yes. Yes I will." she stated with a bravado she didn't appear to have.I smiled up at her. "I promise to behave, Okay?""What if I don't want you to behave?" she smirked."Then you're going to have to make your wishes known, in no uncertain terms. I don't do the pushy guy thing very well.""I want to go to your room with you," she declared.To be continued.By SilverFoxMullet for Literotica

Este nuevo “Cualquier Tiempo pasado fue anterior”, además de la perdida de los restos del más grande autor teatral, va de su afición a las mujeres, de por qué es el pionero en el marketing literario y, también, de lo actual que es en el siglo XXI para casi todo el mundo del arte.Un genio y un ‘trueno vestido de nazareno'. Todo esto lo cuentan Nieves Concostrina, Ana Valtierra, Jesús Pozo, Pepe Rubio y Emma Vallespinós con letras y músicas. Y con la técnica de María Jesús Rubio.

Este nuevo “Cualquier Tiempo pasado fue anterior”, además de la perdida de los restos del más grande autor teatral, va de su afición a las mujeres, de por qué es el pionero en el marketing literario y, también, de lo actual que es en el siglo XXI para casi todo el mundo del arte.Un genio y un ‘trueno vestido de nazareno'. Todo esto lo cuentan Nieves Concostrina, Ana Valtierra, Jesús Pozo, Pepe Rubio y Emma Vallespinós con letras y músicas. Y con la técnica de María Jesús Rubio.

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Ep. 458: En el momento de grabación de este ‘Nadie Sabe Nada' sigue lloviendo a mares por todo el país desde hace semanas. Andreu Buenafuente y Berto Romero llegan empapados, pero de humor. Nos echamos unas risas cuando Andreu llama ‘cara de pulpa' a Berto, con el encuentro de Berto con un coche en llamas, con las turras que salen de la urna, con el sudor, con los intentos de hacer trap, con la pronunciación de ‘porro' en italiano o con los chistes de Arguiñano.

Ep. 458: En el momento de grabación de este ‘Nadie Sabe Nada' sigue lloviendo a mares por todo el país desde hace semanas. Andreu Buenafuente y Berto Romero llegan empapados, pero de humor. Nos echamos unas risas cuando Andreu llama ‘cara de pulpa' a Berto, con el encuentro de Berto con un coche en llamas, con las turras que salen de la urna, con el sudor, con los intentos de hacer trap, con la pronunciación de ‘porro' en italiano o con los chistes de Arguiñano.

Situada en el corazón del Barrio Húmedo, esta semana Pepe Muñiz nos propone una incursión por el callejero local para trazar un puente radiofónico entre León y esta turística e histórica población gaditana.

Cada viernes filtramos la actualidad leonesa del momento por la tertulia más irreverente de la radio provincial, "Las voces de la semana". Con los comentarios y opiniones de Fulgencio Fernández, Enriqueta Martín, Javier Revilla, Juan Carlos Ponga y María Hernández.

La indignación de muchos abonados del Valencia Basket con los precios para el Roig Arena; la previa del fin de semana. En nuestro SER Deportivos de este viernes hemos abierto con los ecos que aún resuenan del anuncio del Valencia Basket sobre los precios para la próxima temporada en el Roig Arena, que ha provocado el enfado en un alto número de aficionados. Después, las previas, del propio Valencia Basket en Eurocup, el Valencia que recibe al Mallorca y el Levante que visita Almería. 

In this episode of the Azure podcast, Sujit and the team, including Cale, Russell, and Cynthia, are joined by special guest Matteo Pagani, a Cloud Solutions Architect in the Tech Strategy team at Microsoft. Matteo provides insights into the agentic world of Co-pilot, explaining how agents can enhance business processes and improve efficiency. Tune in to learn about the practical applications of these technologies and how they can be integrated into existing workflows.   Media file: https://azpodcast.blob.core.windows.net/episodes/Episode515.mp3 YouTube: https://youtu.be/qMJ88BLbTVo Resources:   Overview of Microsoft 365 Copilot extensibility: https://learn.microsoft.com/en-us/microsoft-365-copilot/extensibility/ Building declarative agents with Visual Studio Code, Copilot Studio and Agent Builder: https://learn.microsoft.com/en-us/microsoft-365-copilot/extensibility/overview-declarative-agent Building custom engine agents with Visual Studio Code and Copilot Studio: https://learn.microsoft.com/en-us/microsoft-365-copilot/extensibility/overview-custom-engine-agent My blog with some fun experiments with multi-agents scenarios: https://www.developerscantina.com/   Other updates: Announcing GA for Azure Container Apps Serverless GPUs | Microsoft Community Hub   https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/introducing-deep-reasoning-agent-flows-copilot-studio-charles-lamanna-n1zxc/   Let's try GitHub Copilot Agent mode in VS Code to build a FULL app!

En "Hoy por Hoy León" recibimos al poliédrico Víctor M. Díez, actor, programador cultural y, por encima de todo, poeta. Lo hacemos a las puertas de la presentación en el Teatro del Albéitar (jueves 27 de marzo, 20:30 horas) del volumen que recoge toda su "Poesía Reunida". En ese contexto, la entrevista se presta a que nos retrotraigamos a sus orígenes como escritor y a repasar su evolución desde su primer poemario, "Evaporado va", de 1996, hasta la actualidad.

Listen to the Show Right Click to Save Guests14/48 2025Broadway in Austin HamiltonWhat We Talked About  Buena Vista Social Club Operation Mincemeat Othello Mousetrap Kenedy Center B'way shows Beaches Life of Pi to stream Jenna Bainbridge – Wicked Theatre at Port Authority  Thank you to Dean Johanesen, lead singer of "The Human Condition" who gave us permission to use "Step Right Up" as our theme song, so please visit their website.. they're good! (that's an order)

First Alert Chief Meteorologist Kendra Kent and Meterologist Chrissy Kohler discuss our wildfire season, why these fires have been so bad and the emotional toll it’s taking on our area. 

Esta semana en "León, hacia rutas salvajes" hablamos con el investigador y biólogo Alberto Fernández Gil, uno de los principales expertos sobre osos en nuestro país. Acompañados de nuestro naturalista de cabecera, Manu González, analizamos su situación presente en León y el conjunto de la Cordillera Cantábrica, los programas tendentes a aumentar su población y las principales amenazan que acucian a este emblema de la fauna leonesa.

Esta semana en "La Buena Mesa" charlamos con el cocinero Juanjo Losada, del restaurante Pablo, para celebrar la continuidad de sus dos soles Repsol y comentar las nuevas incorporaciones leonesas en esta guía gastronómica de referencia. Y, además, Juanjo nos explica cómo preparar una de las recetas que, actualmente, ofrecen en su establecimiento: una reinterpretación del popular Milhojas caramelizado de anguila ahumada y manzana del maestro Martín Berasategui.

A las puertas de su inminente concierto en el Gran Café de León (jueves 27 de marzo, 21:30 horas), charlamos con el músico y productor David Otero, que, tras la disolución de "El canto del loco", se ha labrado una notable trayectoria como solista. En esta ocasión, recala en nuestra capital en una de las paradas de su gira "Naturalmente acústico", en la que, en este formato, repasa solo sobre el escenario los temas más importantes de su carrera, tal y como nos cuenta en "Hoy por Hoy León".

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What’s Trending: The Newcastle Mayor received national attention for his response to an ignorant public commenter at a town hall meeting. A shootout at a Federal Way gas station was caught on surveillance video. School zone cameras in this Edgewood are bringing in $500,000 per year, but where does the money go? // LongForm: GUEST: Seattle City Attorney Ann Davison // Quick Hit: Progressives take on Tesla  

 My name is Emily Hynds and I am a small business owner, Producer of the monthly storytelling series, Grown-up Storytime, and lifelong Houstonian. I am not a journalist or government official, I am a local government enthusiast who believes meaningful change starts at home. These notes are presented from my point of view and with my framing, your notes will certainly be different and I would love to read them if you attend.For sources and further reading:www.emilytakesnotes.comI watched this City Council meeting via HTV: https://www.houstontx.gov/htv/my IG: https://www.instagram.com/embaleez - for todays notes and Houston City Council GuideYou can find your City Council person and their contact info at: https://www.houstontx.gov/council/

My name is Emily Hynds and I am a small business owner, Producer of the monthly storytelling series, Grown-up Storytime, and lifelong Houstonian. I am not a journalist or government official, I am a local government enthusiast who believes meaningful change starts at home. These notes are presented from my point of view and with my framing, your notes will certainly be different and I would love to read them if you attend.For sources and further reading:www.emilytakesnotes.comI watched this City Council meeting via HTV: https://www.houstontx.gov/htv/my IG: https://www.instagram.com/embaleez - for todays notes and Houston City Council GuideYou can find your City Council person and their contact info at: https://www.houstontx.gov/council/

My name is Emily Hynds and I am a small business owner, Producer of the monthly storytelling series, Grown-up Storytime, and lifelong Houstonian. I am not a journalist or government official, I am a local government enthusiast who believes meaningful change starts at home. These notes are presented from my point of view and with my framing, your notes will certainly be different and I would love to read them if you attend.For sources and further reading:www.emilytakesnotes.comI watched this City Council meeting via HTV: https://www.houstontx.gov/htv/my IG: https://www.instagram.com/embaleez - for todays notes and Houston City Council GuideYou can find your City Council person and their contact info at: https://www.houstontx.gov/council/

Recibimos en "Hoy por Hoy León" al novelista y poeta leonés Luis Artigue para conversar sobre su última obra, "Trumpsilvania", una delirante trama que combina las historias de vampiros, los mafiosos a lo Scorsese, un desenlace con tintes de tragedia shakesperiana y, como telón de fondo, una incisiva crítica a las brutalidades del capitalismo y a los populismos de ultraderecha.

Listen to the Show Right Click to Save GuestsAustin Shakespeare LeopoldstadtThe Stage Austin Vanya and Sonia and Masha and Spike  ATX Musical Theatre Collective UnsungWhat We Talked About  Purpose Vanya Pride Plays back. Critics of Color Honoring the dead quarterly Othello $921 James Taylor Musical B'way Alaska on Pause Escola & Burgess Theatrical Index South Shore Cultural District on hold  Thank you to Dean Johanesen, lead singer of "The Human Condition" who gave us permission to use "Step Right Up" as our theme song, so please visit their website.. they're good! (that's an order)

Our Kupp runneth over…with sound. Bump and Stacy break down Cooper Kupp’s introductory press conference with the Seahawks and talk about the impact he will have on his hometown team. They talk about the Dodgers hot start to the season, the Masters, and more in Headline Rewrites. They talk about who the Hawks are looking at in the incoming rookie class and who they might draft with their first-round pick at 18. And Bump rants about Tiger Woods, Lebron James and Steven A Smith and more in Get Off My Lawn

Julián, Sorloth, Lewandowski, Ferran y Lamine Yamal marcaron los goles del partidazo en el Metropolitano que te narraron Miguel Martín Talavera y Lluis Flaquer en Carrusel Deportivo.

Sam Darnold is the Seahawks new quarterback! Bob and Dave react to the move and talk about what the next steps for the Hawks offense will be after trading away Geno Smith and DK Metcalf. They talk about some of the biggest moves being made today around the NFL in Take Two. They react to some breaking news surrounding Lefko’s Titans and discuss whether or not the Seahawks are in a rebuild. And they talk about the two internal free agents that the Seahawks resigned to the defense.

ESPN Seahawks writer Brady Henderson joins Wyman and Bob to talk about Geno Smith and DK Metcalf both being traded, the Sam Darnold signing, reloading the Hawks offense and more. They revisit some old audio from Jordan Babineaux predicting Geno and DK’s exits. They talk about which QB trade was more surprising, Geno or Russel Wilson? And they take a look around the NFL at some of the biggest contracts being handed out, including Myles Garrett and Josh Allen’s big deals.

Bump and Stacy are joined by Steve Wyche of the NFL Network to talk about the Sam Darnold signing, free agency targets, what the Seahawks might do to re-tool the offense, and more. They talk about why Sam Darnold is the best option the Seahawks could have gone with at quarterback and what the next steps for the team are. They bring you some of the biggest stories around the NFL during a wild day of free agency, including the Josh Allen and Myles Garrett extensions and much more. And they look back at some quotes from Geno Smith and DK Metcalf during their time in Seattle that might have been foreshadowing their exits.

Bump and Stacy are joined by Bryan Walters to talk about the Seahawks trading Geno Smith and DK Metcalf, signing Sam Darnold, building up the rest of the offensive roster, and more. They answer your questions about Joe Milton’s fit in Seattle and Davante Adams new role on the Rams in Four Down Territory. They talk about what the Seahawks will do to build up the new offense without Geno and DK, and they wrap up the show by telling you what you need to know!

What a breath of fresh air it is to find an academic as passionate about discussing the adaptations of Tolkien works, as he is about Tolkien’s books!   Today, on Mythmakers, in this wide-ranging interview, Julia Golding meets with Professor Nick Groom to discuss his book Twenty-First Century Tolkien. In the first part of their discussion, Nick provides a serious literary critical attention to The Lord of the Rings before moving on to explore its various adaptations. If you’ve not heard of it, you may be intrigued—perhaps even shocked—by the unmade John Boorman treatment, as well as the strengths and weaknesses of the others, including Ralph Bakshi’s animated film, the BBC audio drama, as well as Peter Jackson’s films, The Rings of Power, and The War of the Rohirrim. Join us for Part 1 of this fascinating dialog. (00:05) Author's Analysis of "Flight to the Ford"(14:06) Paths of Hope and History   For more information on the Oxford Centre for Fantasy, our writing courses, and to check out our awesome social media content visit: Website: https://centre4fantasy.com/website Instagram: https://centre4fantasy.com/Instagram Facebook: https://centre4fantasy.com/Facebook TikTok: https://centre4fantasy.com/tiktok

Besure to watch this and every episode on YouTube: https://youtu.be/pXpkkT0DyZA Today Dr. Liz Hale and Dr. Dave Schramm sit down with Dr. Brad Wilcox, professor of sociology and Director of the National Marriage Project at the University of Virginia. Dr. Wilcox shares compelling research on why marriage matters more today than ever before. They explore key benefits of marriage, including emotional support, financial stability, child well-being, and community strength. He also discusses challenges couples face, such as cohabitation risks, communication struggles, and shifting cultural attitudes toward commitment. This episode provides practical insights for couples navigating the complexities of modern relationships and offers hope for those seeking to build a strong, lasting marriage. About Dr. Wilcox: Freedom Fellow at the Institute for Family Studies, and a nonresident senior fellow atthe American Enterprise Institute. The author of Get Married: Why Americans Should Defy theElites, Forge Strong Families and Save Civilization (Harper Collins, 2024), Wilcox studiesmarriage, fatherhood, and the impact of strong and stable families on men, women, andchildren. Professor Wilcox is the author and coauthor of six books and has written for scientific journalssuch as The American Sociological Review and The Journal of Marriage and Family, as well aspopular outlets like The New York Times, The Wall Street Journal, The Atlantic, and NationalReview. With Nicholas H. Wolfinger, Wilcox is the co-author of Soul Mates: Religion, Sex, Love, andMarriage Among African Americans and Latinos (Oxford, 2016), which shines a spotlight on the lives of strong and happy minority couples. He is also the coauthor of Gender and Parenthood: Biological and Social Scientific Perspectives (Columbia, 2013) with Kathleen Kovner Kline. His research has been featured in The New York Times, The Wall Street Journal, The Atlantic, National Review Online, NPR, NBC’s The Today Show, and many other media outlets. Wilcox consults regularly with companies such as Nestle, Procter & Gamble, and Kimberly- Clark on fertility and marriage trends in the United States.As an undergraduate, Wilcox was a Jefferson Scholar at the University of Virginia (’92) and later earned his Ph.D. from Princeton University. Prior to coming to the University of Virginia, he held research fellowships at Princeton University, Yale University, and the Brookings Institution. Insights: Brad: "I think the one extra thing that I would that I would say is just trying to understand and appreciate kind of how you bring something unique to your marriage and family, and how, your spouse brings something unique to I think part of the challenge today is that in a more egalitarian age like ours, there can be kind of like competition or resentment around things not being exactly 5050, you know, in a marriage or family, and trying to just cultivate a sense of like, my wife does this, you know so much better than I do or vice my husband does that. You know so much better than I do. So just cultivating a sense of appreciation for the distinctive gifts andtalents that your spouse brings, and expressing that gratitude for those gifts and talents on regular basis, think is helpful." Liz: "Just say no to cohabiting and just say yes to getting married and staying married." Dave: "It's just a simple message earlier that you talked about, but you know what relation all relationships are going to have struggles. And we talked a little bit about intentionality, right where there it is choosing what to focus on, what to look at, what to text, how to respond. It's more of a kind of a slowing down, learning to respond, instead of react so quickly to things that are going on in the in the relationship, and to offer couples hope. You know, there's hope and happiness. We talk a lot about some doom and gloom, maybe some challenges and struggles that a lot of couples feel, but I really feel like there is, there is hope, sticking to the the basics, some of the basics that we've talked about, holding true to those, to those virtues, or those, those foundational principles. I think that that you've been taught, or maybe haven't been taughtin the home, but you can be a transitional character." Dr. Wilcox Links: Institute For Family Studies: https://ifstudies.org/blog/author/brad-wilcox American Enterprise Institute: https://www.aei.org/profile/w-bradford-wilcox/ Books: Get Married Soul Mates Gender and Parenthood   Visit our site for FREE relationship resources and regular giveaways:  Strongermarriage.org  Podcast.stongermarriage.org Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/strongermarriage/ Facebook Marriage Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/770019130329579 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/strongermarriagelife/   Dr. Dave Schramm: http://drdaveschramm.com http://drdavespeaks.com   Dr. Liz Hale: http://www.drlizhale.com    This episode provides a compassionate and practical guide for anyone seeking to build healthier perspectives around sexuality, reduce shame, and improve intimacy in their relationships. Don't miss this deeply insightful discussion!

Ep. 454: Tal y como dice Berto Romero en este ‘Nadie Sabe Nada', este episodio parecía normal y tranquilo hasta que llegó la pregunta repetida del ‘all i oli' y el chimichurri y apareció Johnny Frenillo y el Ferran Adrià de Andreu Buenafuente para ponerle saber, alegría y mucha salsa. También celebramos los 50 millones de reproducciones alcanzadas en Spotify, repasamos las últimas puertas que nos habéis enviado, desmitificamos