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The Time Riders: Part 1 The Timeless Art of Shagging. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. Give A Monkey A Gun. Mark's bedroom interrogation. Mark sat in the chair in his bedroom by his computer desk, trying to look chastised, but he was worried that a tiny hint of an evil smirk was crossing his lips. He hung his head in the hopes it would be less noticeable. Standing in the room with him were two stone-faced men in black suits and dark glasses. They stared at him silently for several minutes before glancing at one another. Finally, the shorter one sighed. "Okay, Mark," he said heavily. "Once more, from the top. I want you to give us as detailed an account of what happened as you possibly can. Leave nothing out." "Everything?" Mark asked quietly. "Everything." "Well, as long as you think you have the time." Mark quipped, sitting up straight and leaning back in his chair somewhat casually. The tall man frowned. "Was that a joke?" "Not a very good one, apparently," Mark muttered. "Stick to the facts," the man said firmly. "We hate jokes." "No kidding," Mark mused, settling in to relay the events he had already explained to them twice that evening. "Alright, let me start at the beginning." "Not funny, young man;” growled the shorter agent. "I found the thing in the park. What did you say it's called?" Mark asked. "A Holmes Field Device." "Right," Mark agreed, nodding. "I found the Holmes Field Device in the large lilac bushes over in Grosvenor Park." "Why were you in the bushes?" interrupted the tall man. Mark gave him a wry look. "I was making a drug deal. I was supplying uranium to Libyan terrorists. I was hiding the body of a transvestite hooker I killed. What does it matter? It's not your worry or jurisdiction, if you're telling me the truth, is it?" "Fair enough," said the shorter agent amicably. "Please proceed, Mark." Mark nodded. "It was really small and compact at first and I didn't know what it was. But it kinda gave off a hum and it almost had a glow, I dunno. I pulled it out of the bushes and over to a secluded area where there was still some light from nearby lamps. Anyway, I must've tripped a catch or something on it, because the thing folded out on itself into what looked like a platform and grew these weird-ass frames with displays and dials and buttons and shit. It was like something out of Star Trek." "I can see how it might appear advanced to you," the shorter agent said, nodding. "To my partner and I, it's rather primitive, but that's not your problem. Please proceed." "Once I was sure that no one was around or likely to come through, I began fiddling around with the dials," Mark continued. "At first I was confused, because it didn't seem to do much, except spit up weird numbers on the analogue screens, but then I thought about it and realized they were dates. They were just; off." "Not off," the shorter man said. "Just dates set by a different calendar, if you will. The Holmes Field Device was developed by Ashleigh Holmes, the younger brother of the more famous Sherlock and Mycroft, but he was perhaps even more brilliant. He modified the Gregorian calendar to account for leap years and Daylight Savings, changed the accounting of seconds, minutes, hours and so on to eliminate the need for such inconsistencies. The Holmes Calendar will be adopted eighty three years in your future, but it is so accurate that it won't need to be modified until the year 12,645 AD." "Huh." Mark said in response, not caring much. "Oh, and he also invented the temporal displacement device you found," the man added. "Although it'll be another two hundred and eight years before that comes to light." "Anyways," Mark continued, killing the history lesson. "Once I figured out they were dates and times, I tried setting the time back a few hours. After that, I started pushing some buttons. Things got blurry for just a split second and then the sun was blinding me. I was still alone, but I stepped off and looked around, still in the same spot, but obviously at a different time of day. I looked at the clock on my cellphone and it seemed to have adjusted to say it was six hours earlier, just like I'd set the dials." "Your phone adjusted accordingly. Electronics will do that." "I was really excited to look around but realized I didn't want to be caught and I suddenly thought I should be careful." "What a novel idea," the tall man said dryly. "Go on." "Well, I went back to the Holmes Field thing and set it to take me back to the time I'd come from. And it did. Then I began thinking about what sort of things I might be able to do if I was careful." "And this is where it got interesting, yes?" the shorter agent remarked. Mark explains his connection to Becky. Mark nodded. "Maybe I could change things. Not big things, but little things. It suddenly occurred to me the D that Miss Fischer gave me on my Physics exam earlier in the semester had kept me from getting into the university of choice I'd applied to. So I decided to see if I could fix that somehow;” Mark crept through the bushes under the cover of dark, oddly certain than no one was going to see him. He couldn't explain why, but he felt a confidence that he would not be discovered because he hadn't been there before. It didn't make sense, but maybe that was a good thing. He knew where Miss Fischer lived, he'd seen her pull into the small, stand-alone house in her Rav4 on many occasions. He slipped onto her property through her back yard, instinctively knowing that her rear door would be unlocked. It was already ten o'clock, but there was no school the next day so she was still likely to be up. A stick snapped in the yard one lot ever. His head snapped around to see if he'd been spotted, but he didn't see anything. A dog began barking. Stupid animal scared the shit out of him. He moved quietly across the lawn to the back door, opened it slowly and found himself in a small kitchen. It was dark except for a small night-light and he paused, listening for movement, hearing no one nearby. He stared in bewilderment at the sheer amount of organic cereals and grains that lined the counters around the room, along with fresh fruits and other nutritious snacks. No wonder she always seemed so perky, even if she was shy and retiring. Beyond the kitchen, he could see the living room and small dining room were still lit. He padded across the linoleum floor silently, hearing nothing. He peeked into the dining room and through it into the living room. No one. There was a yoga mat on the floor in front of the long, flat-screen TV. The decor consisted of low tables and beanbag chairs others. Damn, this woman was crunchy. He heard water running upstairs and some off-key singing. He crept up the steps to the second floor, preparing himself for what would no doubt be an awkward situation, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to do this, whether he liked it or not. There was a shower happening and he now recognized Miss Fischer's voice. She seemed to be alone and her vehicle had been standing by itself in the driveway. If she was already showering, she wasn't going out again. Mark approached the bathroom, noticing the door was wide open. He guessed that made sense, since Miss Fischer had told the class more than once that she lived lamentably alone. She took the teasing from her students good-naturedly, but now he could confirm it. She was a bachelorette. She was singing and he could hear the shower water splashing off her body as he hid beside the door. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, calming his nerves before subtly peeking around the door and into the bathroom. There was no tub, just a walk-in shower. His eyes went wide when he realized that her shower stall was composed of fog and steam-proof glass, giving him an almost completely uninterrupted view of the activities within. Except for the droplets of water that trickled down the treated glass panes, he could see his teacher in all her naked glory. Miss Fischer was facing away from him, running her fingers through her long, wet blonde hair, swaying her body back and forth, her amazing ass glistening wetly. He tuned out her rather painful singing of a Beyoncé song and let his gaze travel up and down her womanly form. His heart thundered in his chest, to the place where he was worried she might hear it. Miss Fischer always dressed rather modestly at school and he was shocked to see what a rocking' bod she had. Clearly she hadn't been lying about the yoga and the CrossFit she claimed to do. Her skin was fair, but not pale. Her shapely back tucked into a small waist, which in turn blossomed out into fit hips which were anchored by her amazing ass. Her long legs tapered down to tiny ankles. If he hadn't been so astonished and exhilarated, he would have had a massive hard-on by now. "C'mon, turn around;” he found himself urging her silently. Miss Fischer obliged and Mark thought he might faint. She'd always been pretty, of course, but Mark doubt that anyone at school would have guessed what a sex-pot their Physics teacher was. Where the hell had she been keeping those tits? Did she fucking strap them down? They were large, yet perky. The tiny pink nipples sat atop them proudly, announcing the arrival of their mistress right behind them. Her stomach was flat, but still soft, begging to be kissed. He forced himself to look lower and saw that her cunt was shaved except for the small strip of trimmed hair above. The nether lips were even and not quite plump, but still dismissed any worries of a bony thigh-gap. Her clit hood barely peeked out over the top. "Fucking fuck;” he thought, his mind racing. "Who knew Miss Fischer was so insanely hot?" He watched rapt, utterly forgetting that she might see him if she happened to look his way. The blonde seemed to have no interest in life beyond those glass panes, however, as she caressed her body slowly, making sure she was cleansed of her organic craft shower gel. Her manicured hands glided up and down her lovely body while she closed her eyes, letting the water from the showerhead rinse it away. As Mark watched, she kept her eyes closed but bit her lip gently, one of her hands moving up to slowly and gently caress her tits while the other snaked its way down her stomach and between her legs to begin playing with her cunt. A quiet sigh escaped her mouth and Mark felt his cock rapidly swelling inside his jeans. The teacher pressed her forehead against the glass, her eyes still closed. Her hand massaged her ample tits while the hand between her legs moved up and down slowly, massaging the lips. Mark swallowed and adjusted his cock inside his pants as he watched intently, unable to believe he was being treated to this incredible show. Another moan escaped her lips as she pleasured herself and began pinching one of her nipples. It took all of Mark's willpower to not pull his cock out and begin stroking it on the spot, because he had other plans. Miss Fischer, not so constrained, continued to finger her cunt until she was panting. She stopped suddenly and reached up to pull the detachable showerhead off its arm and brought it down to her body. She hummed as she let the stiff streams beat against her shoulders and then her tits. Mark could see her already hard nipples getting ever harder. She then slowly moved the showerhead down her sensual form, over her trim stomach and between her legs. She let out a loud sigh as the water battered her lips and clit. She turned herself around again, pressing her ass cheeks against the glass while she put the showerhead under her cunt to continually stimulate it. Her cheeks squirmed rhythmically around on the glass pane as she jet-fucked herself. Mark watched in disbelief as one hand came back behind and spread her cheeks to play with her little, puckered knot. Miss Fischer let out a grunt as her middle finger slid inside her ass while the showerhead continued to bombard her cunt with its tiny jets. Mark gripped the front of his pants again, unable to resist, giving himself a squeeze. He sincerely hoped she wouldn't last much longer, because he wasn't sure he would if she kept this up. Fortunately for Mark, his teacher did not seem terribly interested in delaying her reward. The squirming became more pronounced and she groaned as her body began to tremble and then shake. Her finger was working itself in and out of her ass faster and faster while the showerhead was almost crushed to her cunt lips. She let out a gasp and a cry before falling to her knees, her body almost spasming as she came. Mark gritted his teeth as he watched, desperately willing himself to not massage his cock and join her in autoerotic bliss. The restraint would be worth it. He removed his hand and settled for squeezing the doorframe while watching his teacher. Miss Fischer slowly leaned forward until  her head was on the floor, her ass in the air. She moved the shower jets slowly up and down over her molten sex while her finger teased her ring. He listened to her panting and sighing as she started to come down from what was a clearly badly-needed orgasm. Mark couldn't wait much longer or he'd lose his nerve. He quietly stepped into the bathroom and started to head toward the shower. Miss Fischer had finally moved up back into a kneeling position, still facing away from him and taking slow, deep breaths. She then got to her feet and replaced the showerhead back in its arm above her. She rinsed her face and body again before turning off the water. Silently, Mark waited off to the side while she slid open the door and stepped out somewhat awkwardly, trying to get her long, wet hair out of her face. She groped around blindly for several moments and Mark realized she'd forgotten where she put her towel. He handed her a hand towel which she absently took and wiped her face with before pushing her hair back. Mark meanwhile handed her a full-sized body towel. "Thank you, Mark," she said pleasantly. "I'm always; Mark!" This last bit was exclaimed loudly and she slammed herself back against the opposite wall from him, her eyes wide with utter shock. Both towels she'd been holding flew from her grip, leaving her naked and dripping wet. He had no idea why, but he tried to maintain eye contact with her. "Uh; hi, Miss Fischer," he said somewhat awkwardly before swallowing. "Uh; nice shower you've got there." Some of her wits seemed to return and she realized she was standing naked in front of one of her students. She moved her hands about haphazardly, making several comical attempts to cover herself, eyes still wide and mouth agape. "Wha; wha; y; you;” she stammered. "Yeah, I didn't exactly expect to be here either," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "First of all, don't scream or anything. I'm not here to' "Then why are you here, you little pervert?" she hissed, finally regaining control of her vocal chords. "Get the fuck out and I'll possibly consider not calling the police!" "I; can't;” he admitted weakly. She frowned and looked down at his legs, choosing to ignore the rather obvious bulge in the front of his pants. "Your legs work just fine, young man, but I'll tell you what's not going to after I've kicked you there if you don't get out of my house." "No, I;” he began but then realized he didn't quite know how to articulate what he wanted to say. What the hell had he been thinking, doing any of this? He finally bent over and picked up the large body towel she'd lost and handed it to her. "Maybe; I guess you should put this on first;” She snatched it away from him and wrapped it around her body, but if he'd been hoping this made her more amenable to his presence then he'd been wrong. What did happen was her eyes began to blaze with fury as she composed herself. "So help me, Mister Simmons," she growled as she advanced on him menacingly, her near-nudity forgotten. The towel did very little to conceal her buxom figure. "If you don't tell me right this instant what the hell you are doing in my house, watching me take a shower, I'll show you exactly what CrossFit has done for me, along with the jiu-jutsu classes. You'll be wishing I'd called the cops." Mark held up his hands, hoping to calm her. "There's no need for that, teach, I' "Don't call me that off school grounds," she snapped, still moving toward him until it was Mark backed up against the wall. "Ex-plain your-self;” Mark swallowed again, fearing for his well-being. He'd been so much smoother when he thought this over in his head earlier. "You; you failed me on the Physics exam." She paused in her menacing advance for a moment and raised an eyebrow. "Your exam isn't for another two months. Irrelevant. Why are you creeping on me?" "I know it isn't," he said hastily. "But; you're going to fail me." "Then maybe you should be back home studying instead of breaking into my house," she snapped, getting ready to beat him senseless. This wasn't like him, but that was no excuse for endangering her. "Last chance and then it's night-night time with my fist in your brain." Mark squeezed his eyes shut, trying to compose himself. His heart was pounding so hard that he wasn't sure he'd ever be able to get another erection again. "It; I can't explain it if I think you're going to kill me! Please stop threatening to kill me and I'll tell you." She stopped cornering him and paused, looking annoyed and skeptical. "This'd better be good, because you're either going to find yourself punched unconscious by a girl or talking to the cops. Explain and then you get your choice." "It's; actually really good," Mark breathed. "I'm not me. I mean, I'm me, but not the me you know." "A doppelganger?" she asked dryly, not amused. "Lay off the sci-fi and anime, Mark, it's making you too stupid for physics." "No, I;” he paused and took another deep breath. "I'm Mark from this coming up summer." "Oh, you're a time-traveler now, are you?" she mused snidely. "So tell me, since you already know; do I eat your heart or your liver tomorrow with my afternoon salad?" "Look, look;” he said, trying to keep his voice from pissing itself in fear as he reached into his wallet. "Look, here's my new voter ID that I got just after my birthday." He held it out for her to look at. She glanced at it and then up at him, clearly not impressed. "Ya' know, other kids fake their ID's to say they're old enough to drink. This one just says you're now eighteen. No wonder you're failing physics, you can't even fake an ID right." "Uh, no, I;” Mark stammered, frustrated with how badly he was fucking up. "I can't help when I'm from, I'm from three months in the future." "And you're here to tell me I'm secretly pregnant with the man who will lead us to victory over the AI machines?" she sneered. She cracked her knuckles. "It's a pity, you actually were a pretty good-looking kid before I did this to you;” "No," he blurted out. "I came here to convince you to change my grade because the university I wanted to go to rejects me over that grade!" She paused for a moment. "Okay, so why didn't you just study?" He shrugged nervously. "I don't know. I can't do anything about that now. Except like this." Miss Fischer stopped and closed her eyes for a moment. This was the weirdest home invasion and rape she'd ever heard of. "What?" "Maybe; it was stupid of me to fail," Mark said. "But that's my past. I can't change it directly. But I was hoping to come here and convince you to let me pass anyway." "If for some reason I were inclined to believe that you were from the future, which I don't, by the way," she stated. "Why would I change your grade if you don't deserve it? Maybe you shouldn't be going to university next year, maybe you need to, oh, I don't know, quit doing juvenile shit like this and grow the fuck up before you go out into the world?" "Can we; can we talk about this somewhere else?" he asked nervously. "No, I think we're good right here," she said flatly. "You're backed into a corner and can't escape. But if I let you live, clearly you might have a job as a science fiction writer. Tell me more and keep it good." "No, you'll kill me." Mark said, sweating profusely. "I'm definitely going to kill you," she pointed out. "But if your lie amuses me, I might make it quick and painless. Your choice. And go." Mark didn't know if she was kidding or not, but he decided to treat the threat as real. "I; I came here to seduce you and convince you to change my grade." Miss Fischer paused, her eyes widening. She said nothing for several seconds but then mirth creased her pretty features and she began to snicker. Seconds later, she was laughing loudly and uncontrollably. "It's not funny." Mark grumbled, scowling darkly. "Yes, yes it is;” she wheezed, her outrage clearly giving way to utter amusement. "Oh, God; I almost wish this was true. There'd be so much less blood to get out of the grout on my floor;” She stood up and looked at him again, her eyes shining with tears. "So let; let me get this straight; you came here to sex me up so good that I'd give you a passing grade you don't deserve?" She burst out laughing again, leaning against the sink to hold herself up. In spite of his predicament, he noticed her magnificent cleavage down the top of her towel. Miss Fischer seemed to have forgotten. "I was a lot smoother in my plan for all this." he muttered. "Oh, I'm sure you were, Mark," she said almost sympathetically as she looked up at him again, tear stains on her cheeks. She smiled and he couldn't help but notice she was beautiful. He really had no idea of how to proceed, even if the was committed at this point. "So how's your plan working out so far?" "Fairly rotten," he said. "I didn't know where I'd find you when I came in and then I saw you in the shower and just; well, I couldn't help but watch." What he was saying slowly dawned on her and he could see she was getting irate again. "You stood there and watched me masturbate?" she hissed, her eyes flashing. "You little pervert!" "Take it as a compliment!" he said hastily, wincing. "You're really really pretty!" "And this is where you tell all the other boys at school, right?" she growled. "No," he said, shaking his head. "I don't think anyone at school has any idea what sort of a knockout you are, miss. I mean, you dress pretty conservatively. Any of the girls who saw what I just did would be really jealous." "Well, thank you for that, but that doesn't mean you're allowed to creep on me!" she shot back. "Honestly, why am I still letting you live, you little felon? Are you hoping the courts will take it easy on you because you're not eighteen yet?" "I am eighteen," he insisted. "I'll prove it." "You're going to let me cut you open and count the rings?" she asked. "No, I;” Mark began, his mind racing. "Your dresser!" "What?" "Your dresser in your room," he said, nodding. "In the back of the third top drawer, there's hand-written note from you to yourself about tonight. And to prove to yourself that it's true, you wrote down something only you know about yourself." She paused and frowned at him for several seconds before stepping aside and allowing him out of the corner. She pointed out toward the hallway. "March, mister. I'm not letting you out of my sight." Mark exited the bathroom and walked down the hall to one of two bedrooms, which was currently dimly illuminated by a small Himalayan rock-salt lamp. She made him stand in the middle of the room and wait quietly while she began rummaging in the drawer he had mentioned. She seemed to have forgotten she was only wearing a towel or had stopped caring. "You're mother's going to weep at your closed casket funeral after I bite your eyeballs out for staring at my ass." Miss Fischer said as she kept digging around while bent over. Mark coughed and looked away from her ass. She finally stood upright, holding a small envelope she'd withdrawn from the back of the drawer. She frowned as she examined it for several seconds, as if she didn't recognize it. She looked at him again, her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "You swear you've never been in my house before?" He nodded, placing one hand over his heart and the other in the air. "Never, miss." She considered and then unsealed the envelope, pulling out the single, folded page and began reading. Whatever she red caused her to sit, almost flump very suddenly on the edge of her bed, her eyes wide with disbelief. She looked at him and held the letter up in a trembling hand. "Is this true?" Mark shrugged. "You wrote whatever is in there, I have no idea. The only thing I can tell you that's true is what I already told you, Miss Fischer. I'm Mark from the summer and I've come back in time to convince you to change my grade so I can go to university." She sat on the bed, looking dumbfounded. She said nothing for several seconds, staring off at the far wall blankly. She then looked back at him again and held up the page. "I wrote this. I wrote this after I; after you and I;” He nodded. "I'm assuming you did it to prove all this to yourself." "How is this possible?" she asked, still lost. "How are you even here, if you're from the future and I'm not just bug shit nuts and hallucinating all this?" "I; I have a time machine." Mark replied. "Really," she said, nonplussed, her shock fading rapidly. "Just like that. A kid who can't pass high school physics has a time machine and can operate it." "Well, yeah, that's how I ended up here." Mark reasoned. "Show it to me." "I will," he said, nodding. "But first, I need to make sure you're going to pass me in that exam. Otherwise, all this means nothing." "What, so let you fuck me and give you a passing grade?" she asked, scowling. "Why should I do all the work?" Mark frowned. "First of all, you wouldn't be doing all the work, miss, thank you. Second, it's supposed to happen this way or I wouldn't be here." "Bullshit," she snorted. "For all you know, I sent you home with your dick in your hand and no passing grade." "Then what was written on that paper that shocked you so much?" he countered. Miss Fischer said nothing for several seconds but then looked back up at him. "You're; you're sure you're eighteen right now? Because you aren't eighteen in my class." He nodded. "And you'll show me this time machine," she pressed, desperate to convince herself. "After we;” Mark nodded again. Miss Fischer exhaled heavily. "Give me a moment, this is a lot to take in." "How so?" he asked. She scowled up at him. "I'm about to fuck one of my students who's apparently a time-traveler and trade a passing grade for sex. What do you think is weird about this?" He shrugged. "My whole evening's been weird, miss. I found that thing that turned out to be a time machine, then I' "You just found it today?" she exclaimed. "And the first thing you did was decide to come back and fuck your physics teacher?" "Yeah, I kinda need that grade." Mark admitted. She scowled again. "So you came back in time and the principal reason isn't even to fuck me?" Mark pulled at his face for a moment as he tried to explain. "It's like I said earlier, miss. No one at school knows how hot you are because you never show it. If you did, every guy and bi girl in the school would want to fuck you." "Maybe I dress like that so I don't have a pack of little horn dogs lusting after, oh;” she murmured, catching herself and realizing she just defeated her own argument. Fluid time was rough to argue against. She sighed again. "So, uh; how do we do this?" Mark scratched his head. "I dunno. Nothing about this evening has gone the way I planned it, but we still ended up here. I guess we need to improvise." Miss Fischer considered. "Well, you've seen me naked and doing myself, so I think we need to redress the scales," she sighed. "So strip down and let me see what I'm selling my academic integrity for;” Mark felt an uncomfortably warm flush of embarrassment at her suggestion, but proceeded nonetheless. He had planned on getting naked with her anyway, even if had been under more sensual and controlled circumstances. Clearly he'd flopped at being the Casanova he'd intended on for seducing her and getting that perfect grade. He started by removing his t-shirt, pulling it over his head while watched impassively. Mark was proud of his body, since he played sports, but was suddenly very self-conscious now that he'd seen how stupidly hot his teacher was. He put a hand against the wall and steadied himself while he used his feet to pull his sneakers off. Then he undid his button and unzipped the fly on his jeans before letting them drop slowly, revealing his black boxers. "Well, at least you're not wearing tightie-whities," Miss Fischer mused. "That would've been a deal-breaker, for sure." Mark paused, blushing as he realized he was about to pull down his boxers and fully expose himself to his teacher. He had to admit, this had never occurred to him before tonight. "Well don't wuss out now, Don Juan," she said somewhat impatiently. "This was all your idea, after all." Mark squeezed his eyes shut, hooked his thumbs into his boxers and pulled them down. All she heard was silence for several seconds. Finally there was a whistle from Miss Fischer. "Okay, I can work with that. Come over here, Mark." As he walked toward her, she stood and allowed her towel to fall away, revealing her body again. Mark's eyes went wide as she willingly revealed herself to him. He was no longer spying on her, this was something completely different. Miss Fischer stood directly in front of him, her body scant inches from his. She could see in his eyes that he was bewildered by her sudden change in attitude. "Well, obviously I'm not going to tell you what the secret thing only I would know was, but the note also said I should just throw caution to the wind and enjoy myself," she said lightly, walking two fingernails up his chest and over his shoulder. "And I try very hard to take my own advice." "So," she declared, looking up into his eyes, her blue ones glinting. "We are going to fuck. A lot. In return, I'm giving you an amazing grade on your exam, no matter how bad you do and you're showing me this time machine my letter confirmed exists. Do we have a deal?" He nodded. He was still nervous, but things seemed to have worked themselves out, even if it hadn't at all gone as he expected. But maybe that was time at work or some deep shit. "My note also said I had such a great time that I insisted we keep fucking," she purred, her palm now running down his chest and over his stomach, perilously close to his nether regions. "How does that sound." He swallowed again. "That; sounds great. So, do I keep travelling back here through time to meet you?" "Well, yes," she said rather obviously. "I can't fuck the underage Alex in my class and I can't even give away that I know, right? He has to remain a blissfully unaware fuck-up." "Yeah," Mark said somewhat awkwardly. "Stupid kid;” "Oh, don't be like that," she said cheerfully, teasing her fingers over his cock and making him shudder. "If you hadn't been a lazy grot this semester, you wouldn't have needed to come back to change your grade, wouldn't have seen me in the shower and known that I'm secretly a hottie and then fucked me and got an amazing grade, right?" "Yeah, I; I guess." Mark admitted. "So we just need to set it up so that I keep coming back to meet you and we do this until we catch up with real-time in the future I come from?" "Yep, you're my new fuck-buddy," she said sweetly, now moving closer to him so that her nipples caressed his skin. "Speaking of, you've got some work to do;” With that, Miss Fischer moved back to the bed and laid on it, her legs still over the side. She looked up at him seductively and spread her legs, exposing her cunt, which was glistening wet. "You may not have earned that passing grade all semester," she said in a husky voice. "But you're sure going to work for it now;” Mark moved forward, aware of the fact that his cock was swelling rapidly and knelt by the bed between her legs. He leaned in close and was instantly enchanted by the sight of her slick snatch, which she now spread open with two fingers. Mark leaned forward and pushed his tongue against his thick, slippery lips, guessing that she was not in the mood to be teased. His tongue snaked up and down before slithering over her clit, causing her to shudder and press her hips against his face. "Uh, yes!" she gasped, grasping his hair with the free hand and stroking his scalp. "Thank God, you're not a virgin." "No miss," he murmured as he kissed his way around her cunt, his tongue lapping at the lips. She tasted almost sweet and floral, such a big change from that slag Brenda. "I know my' "Call me Becky, darling," she sighed, slowly undulating her hips rhythmically against his face. "If we're going to be lovers like this, save the 'Miss Fischer' stuff for roleplay." "Yes miss; I mean, Becky." he replied from between her legs. He now put his hands on her thighs to brace himself and began licking her in earnest, for once looking forward to earning perfect marks on an exam. He could feel his hard-on pulsing and moved her leg slightly so it pressed up against him, causing him to shiver. Becky felt it and moved her shin back and forth slowly, teasing him. "Oh, yes, Mark;” she moaned, her fingers gripping her hair. She was sitting up on one elbow so she could look down at him and her leg that was not brushing against his cock was now on the bed, bent and spreading her wide. He couldn't believe how wet she was. It wasn't water from the shower, she was really turned on. Whatever she'd said to herself in that note had released a sex demon in her. He swirled his tongue around her clit before burying it inside her cunt hungrily, eager to drive her into a frenzy. Becky clenched her teeth and ground her hips against his face now with a dreadful eagerness. Her skin was warm and getting moist as he tongue-fucked her. One hand snaked underneath her snatch and the middle finger began teasing her tight, pink knot. "Shit!" Becky gasped, shuddering as he slid the finger into her tight back tunnel. "You saw me fingering my ass in the shower! Uh, fuck yes! Do it!" Mark sucked on her cunt while he wriggled his finger in her ass, feeling her shin massaging his cock eagerly. As angry as she'd been earlier, he was also thinking about her rather shy and retiring persona at school and decided to take a gamble. Without saying anything, he stood up, bringing his face away from her crotch and his finger out of her ass. She gasped and whined, looking up at him in needy confusion, but he then reached down to take her arm and pull her off the bed and set her on her knees in front of him. Becky took his cock in her hand and still slid her tongue around the throbbing head while looking up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, glassy with desire. She teased him for a few more moments before sliding her lips all the way down his shaft, taking him completely inside her mouth. Mark groaned and clutched her wet, blonde hair, shivering. Becky began slowly bobbing back and forth, her mouth forming a perfect, wet seal around him. Her hand followed her mouth along his length, stroking and twisting the glistening skin gently. She hummed and moaned, vibrating his cock with her mouth and making him shudder again. The fingernails of her free nails gently grazed over the skin of his thighs, tingling. "Jesus, Mi; Becky;” he gasped. "You're amazing at sucking cock!" "Umm, I would hope so," she purred, pulling her mouth off him long enough to smile up at him while her hand pumped his shaft to keep the rhythm. "I watch a lot of videos and practice on some pretty life-like dildos, I'd like to think I'm doing something right." "You are." Mark sighed as she attacked his cock again with her mouth. "You're the best one I've ever had." She made an 'Hmm' sound around his cock, clearly enjoying what she was doing. She teased his sac with the hand that wasn't massaging his cock and reached around to caress and squeeze his ass cheeks. He couldn't believe what a libertine she was turning out to be, and he was the only one at school who knew! When she pulled her mouth off him again and looked up at him, he could see there was a deep and smoldering lust in the blue eyes, a need for deep sexual pleasure. She squeezed his cock with her hand and her voice was almost molten with lust when she spoke to him. "I'm getting on the bed again and you're going to fuck me," she said huskily. "You're going to make me cum real hard if you want that perfect exam score." She clambered back on the bed, lying on her back and spreading her legs for him again. Mark followed her onto the mattress, kneeling between her legs. She massaged her cunt eagerly with one hand while he lined himself up with her nether lips. She spread them wide open, revealing her glistening inner pink. "Fuck me, Mark," she purred, eyeing his pulsing cock. "Fuck me good and hard;” He pressed the mushroom head of his cock against her pliant lips, sliding it up and down, teasing her for a moment and brushing over her clit. She sucked in her breath and hissed, her fingers stroking along his length as he toyed with her. Then she groaned loudly as he pushed his hips forward and slid deep inside with one solid push. Her inner walls gave way around his iron-hard shaft but squeezed him tightly. She felt great around him, as tight or tighter than any other girl he'd ever fucked. "Yes," she hissed, her hand pulling him down to lean over her while one leg slung over his back and hooked itself there. "Hmm, that's a solid cock you have there, Mark. Now fuck me stupid;” He leaned forward and put his hands on either side of her body while keeping his weight suspended above her rather than pressed down. He looked into her eyes and began to push back and forth, moving his cock in and out of her. Becky bit her lip as she looked up at him, her fingernails digging slightly into his waist. She clenched her cunt around him as he pushed in and relaxed as he pulled back. "Oh, God, I've missed the real thing;” she moaned, her head falling back as she let the feelings of pleasure flow over her. "Yeah, speaking of," Mark said, remembering this important point. "I'm not using a condom here, so I'll need to pull" "No you don't," she panted as she thrust her hips against him. "You've got a fucking time machine, Mark. Think about it! Was I pregnant when the semester ended?" He thought about that as he kept thrusting into her, having a hard time concentrating on anything other than how tight and wet her cunt felt around him. "N-no, I don't think so;” "Then cum in me!" she gasped. "I'm already better at this time stuff than you are! Now fuck me harder if you want that grade!" Mark nodded and thrust harder and faster against his teacher, watching her glorious body shake as he fucked her. Her incredible tits wobbled and she squeezed one of them, moaning loudly. Her soft bed barely made a sound beneath them as he pistoned his hips up and down. After a disastrous beginning, his evening was going better than he could have possibly imagined. "Uh, now from behind," she breathed, starting to turn over. "Fuck me from behind;” Mark grabbed her hips as she slithered around into her new position on her hands and knees and ground his cock against her cunt and ass, gripping her tight. Becky groaned shamelessly and squirmed her ass back against him, biting at her knuckle. She arched her back as he found her cunt and slid back inside her. She clearly wasn't interested in any slow buildup, because she began grinding back on him eagerly, getting him in as far as she could. He could feel the wetness of her cunt dripping on his thigh. He kept his firm grip on her hips and began pounding against her, shuddering as she squeezed and clenched around him with fervor. "Definitely tighter than Brenda!" he thought as he thumped his hips to her ass cheeks. Becky was panting heavily as she buried her face in the pillow, her ass arched in the air. She gripped the pillow cover between her teeth almost tearing at it. A sheen of glistening sweat had formed on her soft, creamy ivory skin. She squeezed him with each thrust, his cock feeling bigger and bigger each time she did it. She'd missed this so badly, sacrificing her personal pleasure for the job. Maybe now she didn't have to. She almost snarled in delight as he reached forward and wrapped her hair in his fist, pulling back and craning her neck. For an eighteen year-old boy, he was being marvelously assertive now that they'd found their rhythm. Becky loved having her hair pulled, but her favorite part was yet to come. She pushed back hard and forced Mark onto his haunches. She straightened herself until she was sitting on his lap, facing away. Becky began bouncing up and down, panting as she sank onto his cock, taking it deep inside and squeezing it. Mark moaned and his hands came around to clutch her tits, squeezing them hard. Her hands joined his in massaging and molesting them while they fucked. She had him pinned in one spot beneath her and she alone controlled the tempo now. She moved her long blonde hair to one side and he understood immediately. He began kissing and biting at her neck, causing her to shudder and sending slivers of pleasure down her spine. She writhed and bounced on his lap with abandon, reveling in the sensation of a real cock deep inside her after all this time. She resisted the very strong urge to turn her head to the side and kiss him. Not just yet. When she felt the inklings of deep pleasure building inside her, she moved off his cock and pulled him around onto the bed, lying him on his back. Her eyes were fairly blazing with lust as she straddled him, lining her gooey cunt up with his throbbing hard-on. They both moaned loudly as she sank down onto him, his cock burying itself up to the hilt. Her fingernails dug into Mark's shoulders while she pinned him and she hissed as his hands found her tits again. "Yes, darling;” she grunted as she began grinding herself down on him, shuddering at how deep he was inside her. "Fuck me, thrust that cock up inside me, Mark. Fuck;” Mark pumped his hips up dutifully, matching her pace. He loved the cowboy position and clearly she did as well, but he knew he wouldn't last very long at this rate; she felt too good and was too tight for him to not bust before long. His hands fondled and mauled her lovely tits before he pulled her down closer and took one of the pink nipples into his mouth, sucking on it greedily. Becky keened and shivered in delight. Mark sucked and rolled his tongue around the pink bud, even biting and tugging on it, much to her pleasure, seemingly, because she got even wetter and tighter around his cock while they fucked. He could hear the wet sucking sounds her cunt made as it swallowed his cock, feel her warm, sticky wetness on his thighs. He'd never imagined it would feel this good. He'd been certain earlier that most of his time would be spent conning his shy teacher into doing this at all, forget the grade issue. But Miss Fischer was a sex-starved fiend, seemingly, and she was going to make him cum harder than he ever had before. Her golden hair fell around her lovely face, which was mere inches above his. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated on working her hips against him, up and down, his cock nearly all the way out of her before she took him back deep inside her steaming, slick tunnel. They were both covered with sweat and ragged gasps were all they could manage as they gripped one another and writhed lustily, desperate to cum together. Mark gritted his teeth and was squeezing her tits again while Becky pushed down harder and harder on his cock with each thrust. She began whimpering and shaking and Mark could feel her cunt clenching tighter and tighter with each moment. "Oh, shit;” she gasped, her whole body shuddering now as she pushed down feverishly. "Oh, God, Mark, I'm' She sat up straight and arched her back, teeth gritting as she fought to hold on for those last few precious moments; Becky almost screamed and Mark moaned loudly as the floodgates burst. His throbbing cock began pumping cum deep inside her and her cunt spasmed around rippled around him. Everything went black for Mark as he was enveloped by a tingling warmth of an intensity he'd never known before. He could feel his cock and even his balls spilling his entire offering into her slick, tight depths, both of them still thrusting against one another madly. Becky finally collapsed on top of Mark, her chest heaving. Her body was limp, almost like a wet dishrag. Mark lay beneath her, equally exhausted. His still-hard cock was buried in her cunt, and they could both feel their mingled essence oozing out of her and trickling down his shaft. Her soft, warm body felt divine against his. Slowly, sluggishly, he wrapped his arms around her and she hummed contentedly at the embrace. She finally opened her eyes and smiled before kissing his nose. "I think you earned that perfect exam score," she purred. "Definitely earned it." "That's good to hear," he mumbled, still lost in lethargic pleasure. "I'd better start failing all your quizzes too." Becky giggled and hugged him close, sighing. She finally brought her head up again, resting it on her elbow and looking at him. "We'll be laying here for a bit yet, but we also need to talk about doing this again. A lot. The letter said so." Mark nodded. "Yeah, I'd like that, Becky. Then it's up to you to make sure my past self doesn't suspect anything." "I'm sure I can work that out," she mused. "He's pretty annoying, unlike your sexy self." He smiled. "Hard to believe how much difference three months and a time machine can make." "Hmm, and you still have to show it to me before we part ways for the night," she said lightly. "The letter says you kept your word and showed it to me. So let's shower up and then you can take me to see it, okay?" Mark nodded. This was, thus far, the best evening ever. They were walking back to Becky's house, arm-in-arm, laughing and talking like lovers. Not only had Mark shown her the time machine, he had actually shown her how it worked by bringing her back to earlier in the night. They'd hidden in the neighbor's yard and watched Mark's earlier self creep to her back door. Becky had stepped on a stick that broke loudly and caused Earlier Mark to look around warily, but a barking dog covered the mistake. "I was wondering what that sound was," he chuckled. "Never would've guessed it was you and I." "Yes, but you need to be careful, Mark," she said, trying to sound serious as they said on a quaint swing in her backyard, holding hands. "I don't know how all this works, but getting that close to your earlier self can't be good. You need to remember where and when you've gone to avoid yourself." He nodded. "I promise to not visit you more than once a day, at night. You'll clear an area on your basement floor where the Holmes Field Device can show up undetected by anyone else, away from prying eyes." She nodded. "We'll need to fine-tune the dials and so on to get exact coordinates, but I think the device moves somewhat slowly against the earth's rotation, so you can actually travel physical distances as well as through time if you're extremely careful." "Wow, Becky," he said, shaking his head. "You're already better at this than I am by a factor of a thousand." Becky smiled. "I want to say it's because I'm a physics teacher, but that'd be a lie. It's just solid math and common sense, really." She turned in to face him in the loveseat of the swing and brought his hands up to rest against her heart. She stared deep into his eyes, the darkness of night protecting them from prying eyes. "You have my word, Mark, that you'll receive that perfect test score," she said quietly. "In return, you'll do extra studying with me on the nights you come back and fuck me, so that just maybe you'll actually deserve any offer you might get." He nodded. "And I promise I'll find some way to take you on a time excursion." She smiled and brought his hands to her lips, kissing the fingers gently. "We're going to be fucking so often, Mark. We'll be sick of each other by the time the semester ends." He smirked. "Doubt that, teach. You're the best fuck a guy could ask for. And I can't even tell anyone." Becky giggled and lowered his hands, letting them linger on her soft tits beneath the shirt she now wore. She sighed at his touch and then leaned in to press her lips to his, finally kissing him. They rocked slowly on the swing beneath the moonlight, kissing silently for several seconds before Mark gently pulled back and smiled. "I'd better get going," he said, his voice tinged with regret. "Couple of more seconds of that kissing and I wouldn't have been able to leave." Miss Fischer nodded. "I know. See you tomorrow night?" He grinned. "That's the plan. Have a good night, teach." "It already was, thanks to you, Mark." Becky said, blowing him a kiss and then waving as his silhouette retreated out of sight. Silence. Becky leaned back into the slowly rocking swing and stared at the stars overhead for some time. Finally she giggled and stood, skipping back into the house cheerfully. She had a letter to write. Back to the interrogation: The two agents were silent as they assessed the young man, who waited stoically for some sort of reaction from them. He found himself waiting several minutes, which he was not surprised by. "So?" Mark said finally. "Totally hot story, right?" "Yes, we're both agog and atwitter," the tall man said dryly. "Young man, the Temporal Enforcement Agency takes a dim view of using any device, registered or otherwise, being used for reckless personal reasons, forget showing such anachronistic technology to anyone from a time period not acquainted with time travel." "Well, why the hell would I know that?" Mark retorted. "I'm not the one who left a Holmes Field Device lying around in the bushes in the Twenty-First Century where any shmuck could find it. You're lucky it was me and not some deranged criminal." "Be that as it may," the short man interjected. "There are consequences for reckless use of a temporal device." "Imagine that," Mark said somewhat petulantly, having a sinking feeling he knew what was about to happen. "So, what, you're just gonna take it away from me?" Neither man answered immediately. Something occurred to Mark and an evil grin spread across his face. "You can't take it away from me," he concluded, seeing the dismay in their expressions as he figured it out. "I'm meant to have this Holmes Field Device or you already would have. You know I'm going to be using it in the future so there's no way to keep it from me." "Well, your personal future," the tall man admitted. "Much of your personal future is still the past for my partner and I, but this past you're in right now is completely new to the two of us." "So, my future self is in your past but my now self is just happening?" Mark asked. "Wild. How do you keep it all straight?" "By doing as little as is humanly possible," the short man said very firmly. "Even trained experts in quantum and temporal travel can get confused when the timelines gets cluttered." He now pointed to his partner's ear. "You see his bionic ear?" Mark nodded. "I accidentally shoot it off six years from now and there's nothing either of us can do about it. It's his past, because it's already happened to him, but it's my personal future. All I can do now is apologize in advance." The tall agent grunted and looked away, clearly displeased. "That's really deep." Mark mused. "Yes, it is. It's not meant for idiots. And whether you like it or not, certain things can never, ever happen. Time will prevent paradoxes from happening." "Like what?" Mark asked. "For instance, you cannot go back in time and kill your own grandfather before he gives birth to your father, because that would mean you never existed and therefore could never pull the trigger to kill him. A paradox." Mark shrugged. "Okay, but how does it stop me?" "Who can say?" the short agent replied. "All I can tell you is that you simply won't succeed in killing your grandfather, no matter how hard you try and meticulously you plan. If you try to shoot him, the gun will jam. If you try to poison him, it'll turn out he is immune to it or you used tap water by mistake. If you try to strangle him, you might have a heart attack before you finish the job. You; will; be; stopped. The Temporal Enforcement Agency spends most of its time making sure nitwits like you don't get clock-hammered every time they get a dumb idea." "Huh," Mark said, still trying to wrap his brain around all this mumbo-jumbo. If he hadn't fucked Miss Fischer earlier, he still might not believe this was real. "What else can't I do?" "People usually find it's hard to get close to significant historical events," the tall agent mentioned. "Alexander cutting the Gordian Knot, the Crucifixion, the Yalta Summit; Time doesn't like it when people who shouldn't naturally be somewhere try to crowd in and get involved or snap a few pictures. They'll find that the technology fails to get them there, generally. We call it 'The Limelight Effect'. Do yourself a favor and don't try. We've seen people get stranded and die in the wrong era because of the Limelight Effect when the batteries or power source on their device go suddenly dry." "Well; what if I wanted to; ya' know, get with a girl from another time period?" Mark asked. The agents looked at one another and sighed in despair. "You kids and getting laid," muttered the shorter one. "Same principals as before; get too close to a famous women you want to have coitus with and Time will push you away. Try to become yo

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In this episode titled "Why Daylight Saving Time Drives Your Dog Crazy," host Mike Dell begins by introducing the topic of Daylight Saving Time (DST), explaining that it affects most states in the U.S., and noting that clocks typically change in early November. He highlights his personal experience of living on the western side of the eastern time zone, where the daylight shifts significantly during the summer months, staying light until late evening. Mike shares how the transition to standard time can confuse pets, particularly his dog, who expects to eat at the usual time but finds it altered after the time change. He mentions that this time change doesn't genuinely affect the length of the day, but instead just changes the clock. The discussion moves to the origins and implications of DST, mentioning a common myth that it was implemented for farmers, which he disputes, saying that farmers prefer to follow the sun rather than the clock. Mike also elaborates on how the time change complicates work schedules, especially for their employees in different time zones, including those in the Philippines, who are significantly affected by the changes. He recalls historical attempts at permanent daylight saving time, referencing legislation from World War times and the 1974 attempt by President Nixon, which was later repealed due to public discontent about children commuting in the dark. Mike reflects on his experience living in Iceland, where daylight and darkness take on extreme forms, emphasizing that the clock's position doesn't change natural light patterns. Towards the end, he proposes a radical idea of adopting a universal time system, which would simplify scheduling across different regions. He humorously reflects on the mundane task of changing various clocks in his life after the time change and closes with a note of appreciation for listeners, encouraging them to stay subscribed as he continues his podcasting journey.

In this episode titled "Why Daylight Saving Time Drives Your Dog Crazy," host Mike Dell begins by introducing the topic of Daylight Saving Time (DST), explaining that it affects most states in the U.S., and noting that clocks typically change in early November. He highlights his personal experience of living on the western side of the eastern time zone, where the daylight shifts significantly during the summer months, staying light until late evening. Mike shares how the transition to standard time can confuse pets, particularly his dog, who expects to eat at the usual time but finds it altered after the time change. He mentions that this time change doesn't genuinely affect the length of the day, but instead just changes the clock. The discussion moves to the origins and implications of DST, mentioning a common myth that it was implemented for farmers, which he disputes, saying that farmers prefer to follow the sun rather than the clock. Mike also elaborates on how the time change complicates work schedules, especially for their employees in different time zones, including those in the Philippines, who are significantly affected by the changes. He recalls historical attempts at permanent daylight saving time, referencing legislation from World War times and the 1974 attempt by President Nixon, which was later repealed due to public discontent about children commuting in the dark. Mike reflects on his experience living in Iceland, where daylight and darkness take on extreme forms, emphasizing that the clock's position doesn't change natural light patterns. Towards the end, he proposes a radical idea of adopting a universal time system, which would simplify scheduling across different regions. He humorously reflects on the mundane task of changing various clocks in his life after the time change and closes with a note of appreciation for listeners, encouraging them to stay subscribed as he continues his podcasting journey.

We had daylight savings this past weekend. its dumb?

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Daylight Savings has passed and the PNW is getting dark earlier and earlier, but Coffee Talk refuses to give into the gloom!

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Oregon State's defense ate, Wazzu's air game vanished, punts piled up, and the vibes were vintage Reser. We break down the Beavs' November heater, the Akey effect (2–0 as interim), Anthony Hankerson's tone-setting runs, and Jaheim Patterson's rise. Then we tackle the coaching/AD chatter and what it means next. Plus: Halloween chaos, Daylight Saving drama, and quick hits on men's hoops and No. 13 men's soccer. Tap follow/subscribe and tell a Beaver friend!#gobeavs #oregonstate #oregonstatebeavers #belligerentbeavs #podcast #chopem #washingtonstate #wazzu #robakey #anthonyhankerson #jaheimpatterson

This week, Jann revisits her conversation with sleep expert Alanna McGinn, who touches on everything from the impact of technology and alcohol on sleep, to sleep training children. Alanna McGinn is a sleep expert and enthusiast, as well as the founder of Good Night Sleep Site, the #1 sleep resource for those struggling to get a good night's rest. She and her team of sleep consultants help individuals, families and corporations overcome their sleep challenges to wake up on the right side of the bed each day. She serves on the faculty of The Family Sleep Institute, is a certified Stress Management Coach, and hosts the ‘This Girl Loves Sleep' Podcast. You can follow Alanna's expert advice in national publications like Forbes, Maclean's, Today's Parent, and Prevention Magazine, and or catch her appearances on Cityline and Breakfast Television. Website: ⁠www.goodnightsleepsite.com⁠ Instagram: ⁠www.instagram.com/gnsleepsite ⁠ Listen to Alanna's podcast, The Bedtime Edit, especially this episode about Daylight Savings: https://www.thebedtimeedit.com/daylight-savings/ Since this episode, Alanna has become a certified divorce specialist and now offers divorce coaching with a focus on sleep and wellness. https://alannamcginn.com/toronto-divorce-coach-alanna-mcginn/ Take Alanna's free course to STOP waking up at 3AM! https://goodnightsleepsite.thrivecart.com/stop-3am-wakings-course/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

In this episode of Misery Loves Mandy, Mandy recaps Halloween, reflects on daylight savings chaos, and explains how she accidentally fell in love with baseball. ⚾

Lee & Tammy Sanders are back with another edition of WRESTLING with the TOPICS (November 2, 2025). This week the gang sounds off on:A Halloween weekend full of good vibes and chillFavorite Halloween candy? Least favorite? Sickos still putting needles in candy!Daylight savings is in effect. How's the adjusting so far? Lee shares a tip on daylight savings.Another tale of Lee Sanders: Plant WhispererLee is itching to get back in the studio and college life updateLot of knuckleheads on the road these past few weeks causing accidentsSpeaking of knuckleheads, D.C. brought back curfew laws as teens are acting upTammy gives thoughts on how John Cena's final match is going downFootball talk and reacting to the latest NBA scandalBROUGHT TO YOU IN PART BY JustMoviePosters.comHolidays are here! Don't let your walls be blank any lonfer!

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It's a routine we're all familiar with: Spring forward, fall back. Daylight saving time.…

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On the first of TWO new episodes this week, the guys talk Absolute Batman Annual 2025 by Daniel Warren Johnson But first, is Daylight Savings the only time of year you can defeat Cody? How do we feel about baseball and the World Series? According to the CDC does cookie dough cause autism? What did the boys do for Halloween? Do kids today know Magneto? Was Cody recently on the Crime Time podcast? Does Batman hit people with his Big Boy-mobile in this comic? Was Daniel Warren Johnson made for Absolute Batman? Can you jump right into this annual if you haven't read any other issues of Absolute Batman? Is this comic just Batman vs. Nazis? Is it impossible to police Jake's language? Do we love the action in this issue and how DWJ kinetically expresses it through his art? How is the action similar to the DWJ comic Do a Powerbomb? How do we feel about the new Energon universe from Image Comics? Who is Cobra Cunnilingus? Is Batman our most covered topic on the pod? Are there versions of Batman that kill? How did we feel about the ending of this comic and Bruce's reflection on his actions? Is Bruce the only beefy boy in Gotham? Is Absolute Batman's axe somehow non-lethal? Which Ninja Turtles voted for Trump? Who would win in a battle for mayor of NYC: Zohran Mamdani or Shredder? What are the streets saying about Absolute Batman Annual 2025? What is Curveballs and Chronic?Check out the Kickstarter pre-launch page for Superguy issue #2 ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/mrtonynacho/superguy-2-my-date-with-the-presidents-daughter?ref=creator_tab⁠⁠New episodes every THURSDAYFollow us on social media! Bluesky // Instagram // Twitter // TikTok :⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@comicsnchronic⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠www.youtube.com/channel/UC45vP6pBHZk9rZi_2X3VkzQ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠E-mail: comicsnchronicpodcast@gmail.comCodyInstagram // Bluesky:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@codycannoncomedy⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Twitter: @Cody_CannonTikTok: @codywalakacannonJakeInstagram // Bluesky:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@jakefhaha⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠AnthonyBluesky // Instagram // Threads // Twitter // TikTok:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@mrtonynacho⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠

On this episode of Bounced From The Roadhouse:Special Guests in 4B:Holidays and DietsBrandon's weekendCorn Palace InnShow at 707Father/Son SavingsStolen candyDaylight savings10 Things from 10 years agoChex MixThat's a Great QuestionMichael JacksonIRS Hot DogsShipped Body PartsQuestions? Comments? Leave us a message! 605-343-6161Don't forget to subscribe, leave us a review and some stars Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Daylight saving has us all in our feelings, so we're lighting a candle and diving headfirst into the pop-culture swirl. We recap Heidiween highlights, break down Lily Allen's diary-level album and the David Harbour conversation around it, and get into the Julia Fox JFK moment, Sabrina Carpenter's MSG Halloween looks, and Prince Andrew's royal fallout. After that, we shift into the real world: layoffs. We unpack what's happening, what to know, and how to turn a job loss into a content-creation launchpad you can actually monetize.Cozy banter, pop gossip, and real steps to take control of your creative career.Timestamps:(0:00) Welcome + Daylight Savings Blues(3:00) Halloween recap + bagel boards + Skip-Bo chaos(8:30) Heidiween + celebrity costume breakdown(13:50) Lily Allen's new album + David Harbour conversation(19:30) Dictionary.com word of the year reaction(22:30) Prince Andrew loses titles: what it means(26:30) Julia Fox + the Jackie Kennedy discourse(30:40) American Horror Story S13 + Ariana Grande back to TV(34:30) Sabrina Carpenter's MSG Halloween looks(38:30) Layoffs + content creation as a new path(44:30) LA plans + cookies + goat cheese ballsLinks:Follow us on: Instagram  and TikTok If you laughed or learned something today, tap follow and share this with a friend who opened up their marriage!Note: Topics involving public figures reflect reporting and online discussion. All details are alleged unless confirmed by primary sources.

November 3, 2025 ~ It's that time of year where our clocks fall back and the days become shorter, but not all want this to continue. Michigan Senator Thomas Albert joins Chris and Jamie to discuss his bill that would allow Michigan voters to decide its future when it comes to daylight saving time. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See https://pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Tony opens the show by talking about changing the clocks because of Daylight Savings, and he also talks about Halloween, and about a rough loss for the Commanders on Sunday night including a brutal injury to Jayden Daniels. Michael Wilbon calls in to talk about how great the World Series was, and he also talks about the big games in college and pro football - including a wild win for his Bears. Tim Kurkjian calls in to talk about where this World Series ranks on the all time list, and Tony closes out the show by opening up the Mailbag.Songs : Crown of Smoke “Draw The Line” ; “Lazy” To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

In this talk, I share what I think about Daylight Saving, and why I think we should just stick with one time forever instead of having to change our lives twice a year. CONQUER SHYNESS

Hour 3 for 11/3/25 Drew and Brooke finish an amazing Triple Match! (1:00). Then, Dr. Lou Tartaglia covers the controversial issue of Daylight Savings (30:20). Callers asked about circadian rhythm, farmers, seniors, and how children are affected. Link: https://tartaglia.com/

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Monday November 3, 2025 - The Tara Show HOUR 1 1st - 12% of Americans favor in keeping Daylight Savings time 2nd - U.S.D.A. has found the shadow nation connected to the Welfare roles 3rd - Donald Trump on 60 Minutes, doubles down on the shutdown and the Democrats. 4th - Donald Trump knows who Democrats let into this country HOUR 2 5th - Our side is making a mistake saying the races in NJ and VA are close. 6th - Now Charlie Kirk's wife is getting the death threats 7th - Rick Rollins of the USDA announced we found 700k illegals on SNAP in only 29 states 8th - State of SC Chamber of Commerce has pushed hate crime laws, the gas tax etc HOUR 3 9th - on the WORD talk line Steve Nail interview pt. 1 10th - on the WORD talk line Steve Nail interview pt. 2 11th - on the WORD talk line Diane Mitchell interview pt. 1 12th - on the WORD talk line Diane Mitchell interview pt. 2 HOUR 4 13th- The Democrats invited an illegal immigrant shadow nation to this country 700k in 29 states so far 14th- every job an illegal has is an illegal who will stay and vote democrat 15th- Rep Nancy Mace on her Charleston airport incident 16th- Barack Obama didn't give an endorsement to Mandani

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Do you want more daylight in the morning or in the evening? Michael dives into the deceptively simple question behind today's smerconish.com poll — unpacking the history, science, and strong opinions surrounding daylight saving time. Plus, he recaps recent poll results, from AI fears to anthem preferences, and explains why the daylight debate never seems to end. Listen here and then vote at smerconish.com. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See https://pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

The annual “fall back” to standard time can wreak havoc on your sleep schedule.

This weekend, we all fell back an hour as daylight savings reared its ugly head once more. People continue to bemoan the change and and why we use it, and politicians have been trying to rid America of it for years. Jay Evensen, opinion editor of the Deseret News, told Holly and guest host Marty Carpenter why that's unlikely to happen.  

After pretending to gain an hour of sleep from Daylight Savings, Mike brings the topic of items lost and items saved from time. Manny hops on a ship that is hanging out in a harbor by discussing a dust covered E-reader that has life left in it as Banter Banter sits down at the corner of Nostalgia and Reality for another episode.Intro/Outro:Kong Flix by Voicedbymic on instawebsite: https://blackboxentertainment.ca/Cover art:Pepper's Socials: https://linktr.ee/peppertroopaBanter on X: https://twitter.com/Banter_CastMike's Socials: https://linktr.ee/meanblazin Manny's Socials: https://linktr.ee/brogarAaron's Socials: VIIIBitWizard on XEmail: banterbantercast@gmail.com

Welcome back! This week, after the rigamarole, Ron wonders if there were any good things to come out of the COVID pandemic. Chris wants to know 10 pieces of media to get to know us. As always, please like, subscribe, and share with your friends. Come join the discussions on the Discord Channel (https://discord.gg/TbxA7gcUky) and follow us on Twitter, @cltruitt22. Thanks and take care!

When the end of Daylight Savings Time rolls around, many of us sigh, “Here we go again!” As today's prayer and devotional remind us, even though adjusting the clock by an hour may seem simple, it often disrupts our rhythm, leaving us feeling tired, confused, and slightly off-balance. Some of us might even show up late (or early!) to work, church, or appointments. In this practical and faith-filled reflection, Lynette Kittle reminds us that even the passage of time is under God’s control. Whether we’re falling back or springing forward, God’s timing is always perfect. He invites us to approach every day — and every hour — with gratitude, patience, and faith. By trusting God to guide us through life’s constant changes, we can turn this minor seasonal annoyance into an opportunity for spiritual growth. Each hour we’re given is a gift, a reminder that our lives are held in His hands. Instead of grumbling through the adjustment, we can use this moment to rest in His wisdom and give thanks for the time He’s entrusted to us. Today's Bible Reading:“For through wisdom your days will be many, and years will be added to your life.” – Proverbs 9:11 Takeaway Truths Every hour is a gift from God — His timing is always perfect. We can trust God to guide us through changes and disruptions. Gratitude and patience help us embrace life’s rhythm with faith and peace.

In a new episode of The Bernie Fratto Show, Bernie Fratto opens the show reacting to the Dodgers back-to-back World Series victory. Professional Sports Handicapper Bill Krackomberger joins the show to some of the lines surrounding Game 7 of the World Series and some of the lines heading into Week 9 of the NFL! NBA Inside Mark Medina joins the show to respond to some of the rumors surrounding LeBron James and the reasons he’s been MIA around the Lakers, Mavericks C Anthony Davis’s injury impact, if the Chicago Bulls look legit & more! Bernie then dives more into how baseball is the most difficult sport to repeat, and gives a full recap of all the great storylines from a busy day in College Football. Ohio State Insider Don Gesick joins the show to talk about Ohio State’s dominant win over Penn State, rumors regarding their OC being considered for HC opportunities + a new edition of Fantasy Files, & your calls during the Midnight Hour! See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Daylight Savings can leave us feeling drained and in a spiritual funk, but God’s light offers hope and renewal. 1 John 1:5 reminds us that God is light and that in Him there is no darkness at all. Just as seasonal darkness affects our mood, spiritual darkness can weigh on our hearts—but God’s light empowers us to shine, overcome, and point others to Christ even in the darkest seasons. Highlights Spiritual darkness is temporary; God’s light never fades (1 John 1:5, John 8:12). Darkness symbolizes evil, while light represents God’s presence and purity. Believers are called to live as children of the light, reflecting God in families, churches, and communities (Ephesians 5:8, 1 Thessalonians 5:5). Doing good deeds and shining for Christ helps others see God’s love (Matthew 5:16). Seasonal or spiritual darkness can impact mood, but God’s light brings hope and restoration. Walking in the light requires vigilance, prayer, and repentance to combat spiritual heaviness. Gratitude for God’s light encourages resilience through temporary dark seasons. Join the Conversation Are you experiencing a season of spiritual or emotional darkness? How do you intentionally shine God’s light in your daily life? Share your thoughts using #ChildrenOfTheLight #ShineForChrist #FaithOverDarkness.

Send us a textIn this episode of Cannabis Legalization News, hosts delve into the latest happenings in the cannabis industry and policy. The show highlights the intricacies of the ongoing government shutdown and its impact on hemp policy, touches on daylight savings time adjustments, and examines GOP Senator Rand Paul's stance on hemp versus THC policy. The heated debate around IRC 280E tax and its ramifications for cannabis dispensaries is dissected in detail, along with discussions about the fight for cannabis legalization and the loopholes being exploited in the hemp industry. Special guest CPA Justin sheds light on the petition against 280E in the tax court, potential tax refunds, and strategies for businesses to navigate the complex cannabis tax landscape. They also touch upon upcoming events like MJ BizCon and provide updates on their own dispensary opening in Pekin, Illinois. Overall, this episode is a comprehensive guide to the current cannabis policy climate.00:00 Welcome and Introduction00:43 Government Shutdown and Hemp Policy01:06 Daylight Savings and Rand Paul Controversy02:23 Hemp vs. Cotton: The Industrial Debate03:11 Legal Loopholes and Hemp Industry06:27 Tax Policy and IRC 280E10:50 Federal and State Legal Complexities14:47 Cannabis Business Challenges16:52 Upcoming Guest and Industry Drama32:27 Government Shutdown and Cannabis32:29 Hemp vs. Cannabis: Personal Experiences34:16 Legal and Tax Implications of Cannabis36:07 Court Cases and Tax Strategies36:38 Federal Rescheduling and Industry Impact39:47 Class Action Lawsuits and Government Accountability45:46 MJ Biz Conference and Industry Networking49:05 Cannabis Regulation and Compliance Challenges59:01 Closing Remarks and Future OutlookSign up for our newsletter: https://bit.ly/3VEn9vu Support the showGet our newsletter: https://bit.ly/3VEn9vu

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Guest Kent Heckenlively, author "Catastrophic Disclosure", joins to discuss latest investigations into the government keeping alien technology, and proof of higher intelligence secret from the population. Why is the government so secretive? Happy Halloween Weekend! It's also time change weekend...are you a fan?  President Trump sees a success Asia tour this past week while Democrats downplay big trade wins.

You're listening to American Ground Radio with Louis R. Avallone and Stephen Parr. This is the full show for October 31, 2025. 0:30 As the government shutdown drags on, even some Democrats are starting to question their own party’s tactics — including Senator John Fetterman. We unpack Fetterman’s surprising candor in a CNN interview, where he condemns the political games that leave millions of Americans hungry while Congress argues over tax credits. 10:00 Plus, we cover the Top 3 Things You Need to Know. The FBI says they have stopped a "Jihadi terror plot" planned for this Halloween weekend. The Department of Homeland Security conducted a series of raids in Indiana this week.They arrested 223 illegal immigrants, including 146 who were driving semi-trucks. The State of Ohio has just redrawn its congressional maps, likely giving Republicans two more seats in the next midterm election. 12:30 Get NSorb from Victory Nutrition International for 20% off. Go to vni.life/agr and use the promo code AGR20. 13:30 When did the “party of the people” become the party of the ultra-rich? We dig into a new study showing that Democrats now represent more than 75% of America’s wealthiest districts — the very same crowd that rails against “income inequality.” From Nancy Pelosi to Bernie Sanders, millionaire politicians and billionaire donors have reshaped the Democratic Party into an elite club more comfortable in boardrooms than break rooms. 16:30 The American Mamas tackle a listener's question: could Gavin Newsom actually become the Democrats' 2028 nominee? Teri Netterville doesn't hold back, calling out Newsom's chameleon-like persona — switching accents, stories, and attitudes depending on the audience. From his "hustling" childhood tale to his infamous French Laundry dinner, we're taking a closer look at Newsom's disingenuous charm campaign. If you'd like to ask our American Mamas a question, go to our website, AmericanGroundRadio.com/mamas and click on the Ask the Mamas button. 23:00 President Trump and First Lady Melania welcomed families to the White House for trick-or-treating. Kids showed up in all-American costumes from tanks and Spiderman to princesses and costumes that harken back to Trump's day of work at McDonald's. 25:00 We Dig Deep into the shocking details of Operation Arctic Frost, a secret 2022 FBI surveillance program that allegedly targeted Republican lawmakers, conservative organizations, and media outlets. We break down how the operation—approved under the Biden administration—used expansive digital tracking and data mapping to monitor phone records, online activity, and even purchases of GOP senators, Turning Point USA, and Fox News journalists. With no crimes uncovered and no probable cause established, the discussion turns to what this means for civil liberties, political bias within federal agencies, and the future of free speech in America. 32:00 Get Prodovite from Victory Nutrition International for 20% off. Go to vni.life/agr and use the promo code AGR20. 33:30 Kim Kardashian has entered the moon landing debate, claiming Apollo 11 “didn’t happen,” and that Buzz Aldrin basically admitted it. 36:00 Plus, it's Fake News Friday! We're putting you to the test with our weekly game of headlines—are they real news, fake news, or really fake news? From Trump freeing Canada and Bill de Blasio’s math problem, to the Word of the Year, Daylight Savings time and even bets on which NBA player will be busted for gambling next, can you spot the fake news? Play along, keep score, and share your results with us on Facebook page: facebook.com/AmericanGroundRadio. 40:30 Joy Reid and the left hate Donald Trump so much that aren't happy with just beating him in the polls. They want to destroy him entirely. And we just have to say, "Whoa!" Follow us: americangroundradio.com Facebook: facebook.com / AmericanGroundRadio Instagram: instagram.com/americangroundradio See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Some sports leagues and states are considering banning or restricting prop betting, citing concerns over integrity, gambling addiction, and the impact on athletes. Dean Sharp, The House Whisperer, shares his holiday prep paint guide, explaining that the holidays put extra pressure on home interiors and now is the perfect time to refresh rooms with new colors before guests arrive. He reminds listeners that adding color to our world is a uniquely human tradition that dates back over 60,000 years. In his follow-up segment, Dean emphasizes the value of trade schools, saying A.I. is taking over white-collar jobs, but skilled trades like contractors and builders remain essential. Finally, a quick reminder: Friday is Halloween, and Sunday marks the end of Daylight Saving Time — set those clocks back! ⏰

Widespread flooding and heavy rainfall impact parts of the Northeast as millions prepare for intense winds. Also, the latest on the government shutdown, with many Americans feeling its effects as it enters its 31st day. Plus, Abby Zwerner — the former Virginia teacher who was shot by a 6-year-old student — takes the stand for an emotional day of testimony. And, a closer look at the daylight saving time debate ahead of the clocks falling back an hour this weekend. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

(October 31, 2025)Have Halloween decorations become too scary? Some parents are complaining. The history of daylight savings. What states want to ban it and which ones don't participate. Harvard says it's giving away too many As to undergrads. Men in California are in crisis and are falling through the cracks.

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DC public safety leaders say they need to extend the curfew from the summer. DC members will also receive there SNAP benefits next month. Daylight savings is ending on Sunday, so they go back one hour.  Make sure to also keep up to date with ALL our podcasts we do below that have new episodes every week:The Thought ShowerLet's Get WeirdCrisis on Infinite Podcasts

Daylight saving time is ending, and the darkness is coming for us all. And many of us dread this time of year; we think that switching up our clocks sucks. But beyond that, we hear that all this clock changing can be bad for our health, contributing to stuff like heart attacks. So, should we ditch these annoying switches altogether? And if we do that, which way should we go: daylight saving time all year, or standard time?? We look at the science and talk to wildlife ecologist Prof. Laura Prugh and sleep scientist Prof. Jamie Zeitzer.  Find our transcript here: https://bit.ly/ScienceVsDaylightSavingTime In this episode, we cover: (02:15) Why do we have daylight saving time?   (05:25) What happens when we “fall back” (14:15) Is daylight saving time bad for our health?  (27:00) What should we do?  This episode was produced by Michelle Dang, with help from Rose Rimler, Meryl Horn, Ekedi Fausther-Keeys, and Wendy Zukerman. We're edited by Blythe Terrell. Our executive producer is Wendy Zukerman. Mix and sound design by Bobby Lord. Fact checking by Erica Akiko Howard. Music written by Peter Leonard, Bobby Lord, So Wylie, Emma Munger and Bumi Hidaka. And a special thanks to researcher Dr. Aiste Steponenaite, who also spoke to me for this episode.  Science Vs is a Spotify Studios Original. Listen for free on Spotify or wherever you get your podcasts. Follow us and tap the bell for episode notifications. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Amy and Dale are back in studio for another episode of Bless Your ‘Hardt. Amy and Dale are fresh off Nicole's last Halloween parade at her preschool, and Amy is in her feelings about it. Then, Amy pokes fun at Dale for always having to talk on the phone while driving, which leads to a hilarious phone call Amy received from Dale and Nicole. Amy poses the question: Is there a good way to tell your partner they've let themselves go? Plus, another hilarious Fixin's segment presented by Hellmann's and Bless Your ‘Hardt Feud is back, thanks to our friends at Registix. Visit registix.com for all your appliance and merchandise needs! Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

In this episode, we share our smooch, marry, and kills for November. We discuss what you should give a shot (smooch), what you should commit to (marry), and what you should just pass on by (kill) during the most chaotically cozy month of the year. Join us as we reveal the TV shows worth binging under a blanket and the books that are begging for a fireside read. Relevant links: Our full show notes are at knoxandjamie.com/631Get Knox's list of 13 atmospheric vibes perfect for Halloween at knoxandjamie.com/13books November Vibe Check: Scorpio Season | What's the latest on Daylight Savings? | Top Tier Food Holiday | Elections Refresh: Smooch= give a shot, Marry = commit time to, Kill = do not murder! We're just suggesting to skip these things.Rewind: Aug SMK | We do SMK most weeks on Instagram at #popcastsmkSMOOCH // {J} TV - All Her Fault | {K} AMC Stubs A-List membership (see also: Fall Movie Preview)MARRY // {J} TV - Maxton Hall S2 | {K} Books - I, Medusa by Ayana Gray | The Land Trap by Mike Bird | Movie - A Very Jonas Christmas MovieKILL // {J} TV - All's Fair | {K} Movie - Christmas Eve Red Light Mentions: Europeans in NYC | Jonas Brothers Green Lights:Jamie: book - The Everlasting by Alix E. HarrowKnox: book - The Ten Year Affair by Erin Somers Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.