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Merriam-Webster's Word of the Day for January 22, 2026 is: disheveled • dih-SHEV-uld • adjective A disheveled person or thing is not neat or tidy. // His wrinkled suit gave him a disheveled appearance. See the entry > Examples: “My mother is waking up. ... She dresses quickly. Her oblong, Scots-Irish face may be too idiosyncratic for the screen anyway, the hollow cheekbones and sharp eyes, the straw-blond hair worn in a low-slung and slightly disheveled beehive.” — Matthew Specktor, The Golden Hour: A Story of Family and Power in Hollywood, 2025 Did you know? These days, the adjective disheveled is used to describe almost anything or anyone marked by disorder or disarray. Rumpled clothes, for example, often contribute to a disheveled appearance, as in Colson Whitehead's novel Crook Manifesto, when the comedian Roscoe Pope walks onstage “disheveled, in wrinkled green corduroy pants.” Apartments, desks, bedsheets, you name it—all can be disheveled when not at their neatest and tidiest. Hair, however, is the most common noun to which disheveled is applied (along with hairdo terms like bun and beard), a fact that makes etymological sense. Disheveled comes from the Middle English adjective discheveled, meaning “bareheaded” or “with disordered hair.” That word is a partial translation of the Anglo-French word deschevelé, a combination of the prefix des- (“dis-“) and chevoil, meaning “hair.”
Welcome back to another episode of Midwest Married. Maintaining a happy/healthy relationship, kids, friendship, intimacy and everything else that could come at you in this crazy thing we call life. Some weeks you show up polished and put-together… and some weeks, you show up disheveled. This is one of those weeks. In this episode of the Midwest Married Podcast, we're embracing the messy hair, haven't-slept, emotionally-all-over-the-place kind of energy. We're joined by Morgan from Two Hot Takes to share our own disheveled moments — and give our very honest, very real takes on Reddit stories from people who are also deep in their disheveled era. From hygiene confessions to life spirals and everything in between, it's equal parts chaos and connection. Whether you're thriving, surviving, or somewhere in between, this one's for you.
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What a morning it was for Jeremy and Josh! Jeremy faced a power outage in the dead of night, leaving him to navigate the chaos of potentially missing his alarm for the show. On the other hand, Josh had a late night at the Avs game and completely overlooked packing his work essentials. Fortunately, both of them managed to sort everything out just in time for the show! Talk about being true professionals!The fun continues on our social media pages!Jeremy, Katy & Josh Facebook: CLICK HERE Jeremy, Katy & Josh Instagram: CLICK HERE
In this episode of The Direct Sales Done Right Podcast, Katy shares a recent realization about her business—there are areas that have become a bit disheveled. But instead of getting overwhelmed, she's tackling it head-on! If you've ever felt like things are slipping through the cracks, this episode is for you. Katy walks through three powerful tips and strategies to help you clear the mental and physical clutter, get back on track, and reignite your productivity. Plus, she dives into the art of following up and becoming a confident closer. Learn how to follow up effectively, stay top of mind, and turn those “maybes” into “yeses” with ease. Whether it's your business, home, or life, these actionable steps will help you reset, feel more in control, and finish strong. Tune in for the inspiration and tools to turn chaos into clarity, nail down follow-ups, and become a confident closer!Follow Melanie and Katy here: Melanie Mitro InstagramKaty Ursta Instagram Direct Sales Done Right Instagram
Mike Matthews investigates the fascinating news from the week and Mike answers what we do to try to make our lives a little less chaotic. Join Mike as he podcasts live from Café Anyway in podCastro Valley with Benita, the Disgruntled Fiddle Player, and the Brewmaster. Next show it's Madame Rootabega, Valentino, and Bison Bentley.
Mike Matthews investigates the fascinating news from the week and Mike answers what we do to try to make our lives a little less chaotic. Join Mike as he podcasts live from Café Anyway in podCastro Valley with Benita, the Disgruntled Fiddle Player, and the Brewmaster. Next show it's Madame Rootabega, Valentino, and Bison Bentley.
Mike Matthews investigates the fascinating news from the week and Mike answers what we do to try to make our lives a little less chaotic. Join Mike as he podcasts live from Café Anyway in podCastro Valley with Benita, the Disgruntled Fiddle Player, and the Brewmaster. Next show it's Madame Rootabega, Valentino, and Bison Bentley.
Mike Matthews investigates the fascinating news from the week and Mike answers what we do to try to make our lives a little less chaotic. Join Mike as he podcasts live from Café Anyway in podCastro Valley with Benita, the Disgruntled Fiddle Player, and the Brewmaster. Next show it's Madame Rootabega, Valentino, and Bison Bentley.
Mike Matthews investigates the fascinating news from the week and Mike answers what we do to try to make our lives a little less chaotic. Join Mike as he podcasts live from Café Anyway in podCastro Valley with Benita, the Disgruntled Fiddle Player, and the Brewmaster. Next show it's Madame Rootabega, Valentino, and Bison Bentley.
True last Dillon Francis was bad. Like really bad. So bad, I still have to remix it. Let's hope this one is better. it is. Wait, what is this. —don't open that. Fucking great. What the fuck is this. Who knows, man. Oh look, a portal. Goddammit it, this whole dude is a mindfuck. (™ Wait, hold on a minute. Why, what happened. Every time I fuck around with these people I feel like I'm being fucked with. Well, they are DJs, so… *snifs* Hm. Wait. Yeah. Didn't this dude hop through the dream world just to tell me he had a girlfriend. He surely did. —-sounds like a trap. How dare you. Ah, shit— Did I ever write that scene where DEADMAU5 gives -Ū. (Or Happy Accidents, Whatever) a thumbs up instead of the middle finger she was hoping for. HOW DARE YOU. Well, if I didn't write it before, I wrote it now. ♀️ SUCKS TO BE YOU. Yeah, it does. I'm closing the portal. That's fine, I'm going to bed. Fuck everybody. Especially weak tiny dick people who ride motorcycles outside my building. Weak ass bitches. *niggas **roaches. I just realized like, White people's whole deal now is to do as much Passive aggressive shit to make black people's mental fragile To make people Pop So they have an excuse to keep Fucking with (you.) That your behavior— Your reaction to their sick, Twisted, vampire shit Gives them a reason To keep it in their minds That you are lower than them. That they are better. Their entire game Is finding ways to kill you Without even touching you. To make your kill yourself And call it “‘Mental illness” When really it's just a Series of psychological terror attacks In order to remain Dominant in a society Where they can Thrive in being Lazy, Arrogant Fucking energy vampires Yo, What the fuck is with white girls. Why are they so fucking EVIL? They're like, energy vampires They don't do anything for themselves At all And pretty much exist Stepping on other people And then calling that shit “Hard work” They are practically fucking USELESS. Like, If that is your staple— If that's your girl— If you're the guy that's like “I don't know what I would do without her” You fucking SUCK. Cause she fucking SUCKS And that's the basis of your fucking maneuverability and survival. You are LAME. Keep your weak dick Tryna fuck these Child-looking bitches “I can't live without her” Dirty house having World-stealing Slave-driving Ass Over there. Karma's coming for your ass. Your life doesn't get to be this fucking easy For this fucking long And everybody else just fucking *really* works And suffers around you. You are fucking LAME. “I don't know what I would do without her!” Probably nothing, What most white people do anyway. Fuck these energy vampire motherfuckers. They don't do shit They just use their blue fucking light-reflecting eyes To hypotize people Into making other people do shit for them They don't do shit They don't clean house They don't wash dishes They need to stop treating mental illness like a one fucking size fits all concept When Most colored people's mental health issues Come from fucking the trauma of the societal fucking race war And most white people's mental illness Comes from the inability to see that They've had it so much fucking easier Than everybody else For fucking nothing How the fuck do white people Have the nerve to be “depressed” With fucking everything. Interchangeability is dominance in this society. You can be ANYTHING You can have ANYTHING And you have the nerve to be “DEPRESSED” OVER WHAT? Fuck these toxic ass fucking Vampires But you tell them that shit about themselves And they'll just green light your fucking disposal “Racism is over” But you're forward and telling them that in your experience, That it obviously isn't— They'll just deny your entire existence And call it your fucking fault At the end of the day, really it is your fault— For giving them the satisfaction Of doing your little dance around them, Wearing your weave, Minding your manners— And letting them continue to get away with Taking your light Because they don't make their own. (They just exist on yours. ) His war tactics were comical, At best— A victor, champion And honorable warman That's it! Imm going to make a vegan neopolitan ice cream! You're going to make—ice creM. You're going to make—ice cream? On no, trrrs that guy from 39 rock again. Do you bastards work on Sundays now?! You know what they say: if you don't come to work Saturday, don't bother showing up on Sunday! You would think we'd get a day off in this bitch. Shut up. Oh, if it isn't the pampered prince of— Shh, shut up, he might hear you. YES. The toil of knowing That all of New York Lies most unseen, Cloaked to the working Hidden to the poor, Far above skylines And rooftops, And fear of them //us //it Artifact Hyperbole, given ranges of circumstances Heartwarming eathworms, Two day delay on a martyr attack Come, mother Move// Love closer strictly to your wings No bullets, And strangely, The pain has moved Out of my wrists and arteries Into my head again Mr. Valentine, strictly for the art force Never murmured or remembered Words so softly unheard of Why call us? I needed armor against the devils warcries— Telephones and dollars, motorcycles And motherless crossfires I told you, waiting Imm nearly out of my body And not willing to compensate For never tied you I To the bounds of boundaries l Brick exposed walls and Leather, not faux For the given lcuxies If unmistaken Bitterness —the tombs of it all. Unflourished. I'd better flag that one Are you looking for a new body to be housed by? Grief stricken and decaying in the original marksmanship Of beautified craft— Well, now Aren't we seasons greetings And good tithings Aren't I! Whatever he puts his mind to, He conquers— The question stands— What is it, He's out his mind to? Are you ever in your own body? Are you ever in your right mind? Which one's the right one? Fair. The coughing controllable Waits for the regimen Of daily values Set to offer her A grand scheme Of nothing at all An intolerable Forgiven grattitude of Imbalance, captivated at all By noting but A line between What was easy, becomes sacred In its later challenge, and being blind Becomes sighted, At will, After all suffering Has been marked, Dove Where to put the lips, Or the bullet, without them Whistle blows the the water, Reflective as her eyes And rotted core West, then— For futures sake, As to live without Is to die amongst hoards Or broods, no fit for greater lives Than the galaxies of unwashed stars; For metaphors, a gratitude forgotten You're not doing yourself any favors. Could I make it more clear how in love we are? The devil wants, So he speaks in water Through the tongs The warmth of the light shines Throug eyes and isle The wickndness would follow The women, To die for On his alter A sacrifice And so, The program resumes The judge is presiding The wedding's put off Or postponed Or not happening He played his 7 years best out of all of them! In at the first, in the end— As a marker Tears of a clown, Dressed in white, and blue faced Befriended the enemy of interest In sanctions! WARCRIES' (Warcries) Tidings —tidings Heroines, Warcries Warcries Warcries— How are you now, rabbit? I come as bouncing blondes, Seeking truth And refuge in your love As a sister, The bonds of warcries Disheveled us Awaken, Warcries— How now Warcries Tidings And Tiding Warcries Sacred Patron —sirens. Sirens! *fsce* Should we go? We should. Quick! (Nothing) Men! (At all) On your feet! [nobody moved at all, not a muscle] I don't know what I do it for. I need to know some things Abo it at least two people that are alive. How to go about that Without striking code Goes beyond my understanding In this diety She walks around with Salt in her pockets As a call to action Against robots With demon ties To fight wars On the devil's call A becoming cry For the weak And the wicked To come to karma DJM-S11 2-Channel Pro Mixer Jesus Christ! What is with this guy! JESUS CHRIST This cat keeps creeping around my doorstep… Following me, appearing in my window. Sometimes he meows at me to let him in; it's not that I don't want to. He is very cute. You should say, a very handsome cat. The thing is, I've nothing for him. I lead m a very busy life , all work and no play— And even when it is all fun, it's no games. He is a beyaitfuk cat— And oh, how I would like to keep him. But I've simply no room for a cat at all. I thought, perhaps— I might try to scare him away. All the girls on the red carpet like 00 and shit “Body positivity” Don't be fucking stupid. dudes like twigs and skeletons. Damn this same ugly motherfucker has a cold every time I see him. He's always fucking sick wtf is wrong with some people. His house must be dirty as shit This dude coughs every 4 ½ minutes. Last time I saw him was like a month ago, And he was doing the same thing. The fuck is wrong with him? He didn't bring water, an inhaler—nothing. He just coughs and snorts every fucking 3-4 minutes. Eventually that shit just started to make me laugh. I was like, “This dude for sure has the devil in him.” So every time he coughed, I would just start cracking the fuck up. It started to make me giggle. Then the more I giggled, the more gnarly his coughing got. He's like “aeugh-ACCJK—HUNHHHHHC” Then I knew it was the devil. I couldn't help but laugh, and I was like “Come on devil, come on up out that man.” He was like, Hacking at this point— Mind you, he's on the treadmill not running, but walking. Just — Hacking and shit “ACHKH—aahuuuhuh!” And I'm like “Come on now, Devil, leave that man alone” And then— he did! I was like “goddamn, that shit really must have been the devil.” His hacking turned into little reptilian snorts. —you know how they do. Hissing and shit. I was like. Damn. White people is otherworldly sometimes. Coughing and hacking and hissing and shit. I'm like, Your weird alien ancestors got all fucked up fuckin around fuckin dinosaurs and monkeys— This is the modern result of that. “AGHCK—CUHHH.” I'm like, You shouldn't be sick every time I see you if you're at the gym this much. I'm like, Everybody on the red carpet weighs 100 lbs Ain't nothing wrong with me. I got asthma, too but damn. Don't fucking “AQCCFFHHHBB” Every 3 minutes. That's the devil. Fix your life, devil!! I realized also, Hey, If I can ride this stationary bike for 95 minutes and counting I can ride a dick for an hour and a half Can your dick support that? If not, step the fuck back CC I got my karma for laughing at him though l— I was on kettlebells later and just when I was about to get to that last fuckin release at the bottom of my spine— Dude gets off the treadmill and walks across the room to get a Clorox wipe and I fall on my ass. That impressed me, though. Not that his energy caused me to fall on my ass, or anything— I had already been at the gym something like 2, 2 and a half hours— The first hour and a half was cardio— But I was impressed, with this one— You know why. He goes to get a Clorox wipe, thank god, after all that fucking coughing—he needed a whole ass exorcism and a Clorox wipe— the exorcism was a courtesy on God, but he got the Clorox wipe all in his own— and when he was finished with it, he threw it away! I'm like, “This one knows how to use a trash can!” Impressive. I ain't got shit to lose Fuck these weak ass niggas On the punching bags Just a bunch of fags Trackers attached to me And getting bags for it In my heart. I guess. I'm still a scam Planes falling out the sky I know who I am, though Word for word An eye for an eye See how easy it is To have a friend on the side ? See how easy it is to move on After beating your wife See how easy it is to get by and survive When everything y buy is based on Everything you write (And you write about the whites with blue eyes So they really don't like you) [The Festival Project ™ ] The Complex Collective © {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.
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True last Dillon Francis was bad. Like really bad. So bad, I still have to remix it. Let's hope this one is better. it is. Wait, what is this. —don't open that. Fucking great. What the fuck is this. Who knows, man. Oh look, a portal. Goddammit it, this whole dude is a mindfuck. (™ Wait, hold on a minute. Why, what happened. Every time I fuck around with these people I feel like I'm being fucked with. Well, they are DJs, so… *snifs* Hm. Wait. Yeah. Didn't this dude hop through the dream world just to tell me he had a girlfriend. He surely did. —-sounds like a trap. How dare you. Ah, shit— Did I ever write that scene where DEADMAU5 gives -Ū. (Or Happy Accidents, Whatever) a thumbs up instead of the middle finger she was hoping for. HOW DARE YOU. Well, if I didn't write it before, I wrote it now. ♀️ SUCKS TO BE YOU. Yeah, it does. I'm closing the portal. That's fine, I'm going to bed. Fuck everybody. Especially weak tiny dick people who ride motorcycles outside my building. Weak ass bitches. *niggas **roaches. I just realized like, White people's whole deal now is to do as much Passive aggressive shit to make black people's mental fragile To make people Pop So they have an excuse to keep Fucking with (you.) That your behavior— Your reaction to their sick, Twisted, vampire shit Gives them a reason To keep it in their minds That you are lower than them. That they are better. Their entire game Is finding ways to kill you Without even touching you. To make your kill yourself And call it “‘Mental illness” When really it's just a Series of psychological terror attacks In order to remain Dominant in a society Where they can Thrive in being Lazy, Arrogant Fucking energy vampires Yo, What the fuck is with white girls. Why are they so fucking EVIL? They're like, energy vampires They don't do anything for themselves At all And pretty much exist Stepping on other people And then calling that shit “Hard work” They are practically fucking USELESS. Like, If that is your staple— If that's your girl— If you're the guy that's like “I don't know what I would do without her” You fucking SUCK. Cause she fucking SUCKS And that's the basis of your fucking maneuverability and survival. You are LAME. Keep your weak dick Tryna fuck these Child-looking bitches “I can't live without her” Dirty house having World-stealing Slave-driving Ass Over there. Karma's coming for your ass. Your life doesn't get to be this fucking easy For this fucking long And everybody else just fucking *really* works And suffers around you. You are fucking LAME. “I don't know what I would do without her!” Probably nothing, What most white people do anyway. Fuck these energy vampire motherfuckers. They don't do shit They just use their blue fucking light-reflecting eyes To hypotize people Into making other people do shit for them They don't do shit They don't clean house They don't wash dishes They need to stop treating mental illness like a one fucking size fits all concept When Most colored people's mental health issues Come from fucking the trauma of the societal fucking race war And most white people's mental illness Comes from the inability to see that They've had it so much fucking easier Than everybody else For fucking nothing How the fuck do white people Have the nerve to be “depressed” With fucking everything. Interchangeability is dominance in this society. You can be ANYTHING You can have ANYTHING And you have the nerve to be “DEPRESSED” OVER WHAT? Fuck these toxic ass fucking Vampires But you tell them that shit about themselves And they'll just green light your fucking disposal “Racism is over” But you're forward and telling them that in your experience, That it obviously isn't— They'll just deny your entire existence And call it your fucking fault At the end of the day, really it is your fault— For giving them the satisfaction Of doing your little dance around them, Wearing your weave, Minding your manners— And letting them continue to get away with Taking your light Because they don't make their own. (They just exist on yours. ) His war tactics were comical, At best— A victor, champion And honorable warman That's it! Imm going to make a vegan neopolitan ice cream! You're going to make—ice creM. You're going to make—ice cream? On no, trrrs that guy from 39 rock again. Do you bastards work on Sundays now?! You know what they say: if you don't come to work Saturday, don't bother showing up on Sunday! You would think we'd get a day off in this bitch. Shut up. Oh, if it isn't the pampered prince of— Shh, shut up, he might hear you. YES. The toil of knowing That all of New York Lies most unseen, Cloaked to the working Hidden to the poor, Far above skylines And rooftops, And fear of them //us //it Artifact Hyperbole, given ranges of circumstances Heartwarming eathworms, Two day delay on a martyr attack Come, mother Move// Love closer strictly to your wings No bullets, And strangely, The pain has moved Out of my wrists and arteries Into my head again Mr. Valentine, strictly for the art force Never murmured or remembered Words so softly unheard of Why call us? I needed armor against the devils warcries— Telephones and dollars, motorcycles And motherless crossfires I told you, waiting Imm nearly out of my body And not willing to compensate For never tied you I To the bounds of boundaries l Brick exposed walls and Leather, not faux For the given lcuxies If unmistaken Bitterness —the tombs of it all. Unflourished. I'd better flag that one Are you looking for a new body to be housed by? Grief stricken and decaying in the original marksmanship Of beautified craft— Well, now Aren't we seasons greetings And good tithings Aren't I! Whatever he puts his mind to, He conquers— The question stands— What is it, He's out his mind to? Are you ever in your own body? Are you ever in your right mind? Which one's the right one? Fair. The coughing controllable Waits for the regimen Of daily values Set to offer her A grand scheme Of nothing at all An intolerable Forgiven grattitude of Imbalance, captivated at all By noting but A line between What was easy, becomes sacred In its later challenge, and being blind Becomes sighted, At will, After all suffering Has been marked, Dove Where to put the lips, Or the bullet, without them Whistle blows the the water, Reflective as her eyes And rotted core West, then— For futures sake, As to live without Is to die amongst hoards Or broods, no fit for greater lives Than the galaxies of unwashed stars; For metaphors, a gratitude forgotten You're not doing yourself any favors. Could I make it more clear how in love we are? The devil wants, So he speaks in water Through the tongs The warmth of the light shines Throug eyes and isle The wickndness would follow The women, To die for On his alter A sacrifice And so, The program resumes The judge is presiding The wedding's put off Or postponed Or not happening He played his 7 years best out of all of them! In at the first, in the end— As a marker Tears of a clown, Dressed in white, and blue faced Befriended the enemy of interest In sanctions! WARCRIES' (Warcries) Tidings —tidings Heroines, Warcries Warcries Warcries— How are you now, rabbit? I come as bouncing blondes, Seeking truth And refuge in your love As a sister, The bonds of warcries Disheveled us Awaken, Warcries— How now Warcries Tidings And Tiding Warcries Sacred Patron —sirens. Sirens! *fsce* Should we go? We should. Quick! (Nothing) Men! (At all) On your feet! [nobody moved at all, not a muscle] I don't know what I do it for. I need to know some things Abo it at least two people that are alive. How to go about that Without striking code Goes beyond my understanding In this diety She walks around with Salt in her pockets As a call to action Against robots With demon ties To fight wars On the devil's call A becoming cry For the weak And the wicked To come to karma DJM-S11 2-Channel Pro Mixer Jesus Christ! What is with this guy! JESUS CHRIST This cat keeps creeping around my doorstep… Following me, appearing in my window. Sometimes he meows at me to let him in; it's not that I don't want to. He is very cute. You should say, a very handsome cat. The thing is, I've nothing for him. I lead m a very busy life , all work and no play— And even when it is all fun, it's no games. He is a beyaitfuk cat— And oh, how I would like to keep him. But I've simply no room for a cat at all. I thought, perhaps— I might try to scare him away. All the girls on the red carpet like 00 and shit “Body positivity” Don't be fucking stupid. dudes like twigs and skeletons. Damn this same ugly motherfucker has a cold every time I see him. He's always fucking sick wtf is wrong with some people. His house must be dirty as shit This dude coughs every 4 ½ minutes. Last time I saw him was like a month ago, And he was doing the same thing. The fuck is wrong with him? He didn't bring water, an inhaler—nothing. He just coughs and snorts every fucking 3-4 minutes. Eventually that shit just started to make me laugh. I was like, “This dude for sure has the devil in him.” So every time he coughed, I would just start cracking the fuck up. It started to make me giggle. Then the more I giggled, the more gnarly his coughing got. He's like “aeugh-ACCJK—HUNHHHHHC” Then I knew it was the devil. I couldn't help but laugh, and I was like “Come on devil, come on up out that man.” He was like, Hacking at this point— Mind you, he's on the treadmill not running, but walking. Just — Hacking and shit “ACHKH—aahuuuhuh!” And I'm like “Come on now, Devil, leave that man alone” And then— he did! I was like “goddamn, that shit really must have been the devil.” His hacking turned into little reptilian snorts. —you know how they do. Hissing and shit. I was like. Damn. White people is otherworldly sometimes. Coughing and hacking and hissing and shit. I'm like, Your weird alien ancestors got all fucked up fuckin around fuckin dinosaurs and monkeys— This is the modern result of that. “AGHCK—CUHHH.” I'm like, You shouldn't be sick every time I see you if you're at the gym this much. I'm like, Everybody on the red carpet weighs 100 lbs Ain't nothing wrong with me. I got asthma, too but damn. Don't fucking “AQCCFFHHHBB” Every 3 minutes. That's the devil. Fix your life, devil!! I realized also, Hey, If I can ride this stationary bike for 95 minutes and counting I can ride a dick for an hour and a half Can your dick support that? If not, step the fuck back CC I got my karma for laughing at him though l— I was on kettlebells later and just when I was about to get to that last fuckin release at the bottom of my spine— Dude gets off the treadmill and walks across the room to get a Clorox wipe and I fall on my ass. That impressed me, though. Not that his energy caused me to fall on my ass, or anything— I had already been at the gym something like 2, 2 and a half hours— The first hour and a half was cardio— But I was impressed, with this one— You know why. He goes to get a Clorox wipe, thank god, after all that fucking coughing—he needed a whole ass exorcism and a Clorox wipe— the exorcism was a courtesy on God, but he got the Clorox wipe all in his own— and when he was finished with it, he threw it away! I'm like, “This one knows how to use a trash can!” Impressive. I ain't got shit to lose Fuck these weak ass niggas On the punching bags Just a bunch of fags Trackers attached to me And getting bags for it In my heart. I guess. I'm still a scam Planes falling out the sky I know who I am, though Word for word An eye for an eye See how easy it is To have a friend on the side ? See how easy it is to move on After beating your wife See how easy it is to get by and survive When everything y buy is based on Everything you write (And you write about the whites with blue eyes So they really don't like you) [The Festival Project ™ ] The Complex Collective © {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.
True last Dillon Francis was bad. Like really bad. So bad, I still have to remix it. Let's hope this one is better. it is. Wait, what is this. —don't open that. Fucking great. What the fuck is this. Who knows, man. Oh look, a portal. Goddammit it, this whole dude is a mindfuck. (™ Wait, hold on a minute. Why, what happened. Every time I fuck around with these people I feel like I'm being fucked with. Well, they are DJs, so… *snifs* Hm. Wait. Yeah. Didn't this dude hop through the dream world just to tell me he had a girlfriend. He surely did. —-sounds like a trap. How dare you. Ah, shit— Did I ever write that scene where DEADMAU5 gives -Ū. (Or Happy Accidents, Whatever) a thumbs up instead of the middle finger she was hoping for. HOW DARE YOU. Well, if I didn't write it before, I wrote it now. ♀️ SUCKS TO BE YOU. Yeah, it does. I'm closing the portal. That's fine, I'm going to bed. Fuck everybody. Especially weak tiny dick people who ride motorcycles outside my building. Weak ass bitches. *niggas **roaches. I just realized like, White people's whole deal now is to do as much Passive aggressive shit to make black people's mental fragile To make people Pop So they have an excuse to keep Fucking with (you.) That your behavior— Your reaction to their sick, Twisted, vampire shit Gives them a reason To keep it in their minds That you are lower than them. That they are better. Their entire game Is finding ways to kill you Without even touching you. To make your kill yourself And call it “‘Mental illness” When really it's just a Series of psychological terror attacks In order to remain Dominant in a society Where they can Thrive in being Lazy, Arrogant Fucking energy vampires Yo, What the fuck is with white girls. Why are they so fucking EVIL? They're like, energy vampires They don't do anything for themselves At all And pretty much exist Stepping on other people And then calling that shit “Hard work” They are practically fucking USELESS. Like, If that is your staple— If that's your girl— If you're the guy that's like “I don't know what I would do without her” You fucking SUCK. Cause she fucking SUCKS And that's the basis of your fucking maneuverability and survival. You are LAME. Keep your weak dick Tryna fuck these Child-looking bitches “I can't live without her” Dirty house having World-stealing Slave-driving Ass Over there. Karma's coming for your ass. Your life doesn't get to be this fucking easy For this fucking long And everybody else just fucking *really* works And suffers around you. You are fucking LAME. “I don't know what I would do without her!” Probably nothing, What most white people do anyway. Fuck these energy vampire motherfuckers. They don't do shit They just use their blue fucking light-reflecting eyes To hypotize people Into making other people do shit for them They don't do shit They don't clean house They don't wash dishes They need to stop treating mental illness like a one fucking size fits all concept When Most colored people's mental health issues Come from fucking the trauma of the societal fucking race war And most white people's mental illness Comes from the inability to see that They've had it so much fucking easier Than everybody else For fucking nothing How the fuck do white people Have the nerve to be “depressed” With fucking everything. Interchangeability is dominance in this society. You can be ANYTHING You can have ANYTHING And you have the nerve to be “DEPRESSED” OVER WHAT? Fuck these toxic ass fucking Vampires But you tell them that shit about themselves And they'll just green light your fucking disposal “Racism is over” But you're forward and telling them that in your experience, That it obviously isn't— They'll just deny your entire existence And call it your fucking fault At the end of the day, really it is your fault— For giving them the satisfaction Of doing your little dance around them, Wearing your weave, Minding your manners— And letting them continue to get away with Taking your light Because they don't make their own. (They just exist on yours. ) His war tactics were comical, At best— A victor, champion And honorable warman That's it! Imm going to make a vegan neopolitan ice cream! You're going to make—ice creM. You're going to make—ice cream? On no, trrrs that guy from 39 rock again. Do you bastards work on Sundays now?! You know what they say: if you don't come to work Saturday, don't bother showing up on Sunday! You would think we'd get a day off in this bitch. Shut up. Oh, if it isn't the pampered prince of— Shh, shut up, he might hear you. YES. The toil of knowing That all of New York Lies most unseen, Cloaked to the working Hidden to the poor, Far above skylines And rooftops, And fear of them //us //it Artifact Hyperbole, given ranges of circumstances Heartwarming eathworms, Two day delay on a martyr attack Come, mother Move// Love closer strictly to your wings No bullets, And strangely, The pain has moved Out of my wrists and arteries Into my head again Mr. Valentine, strictly for the art force Never murmured or remembered Words so softly unheard of Why call us? I needed armor against the devils warcries— Telephones and dollars, motorcycles And motherless crossfires I told you, waiting Imm nearly out of my body And not willing to compensate For never tied you I To the bounds of boundaries l Brick exposed walls and Leather, not faux For the given lcuxies If unmistaken Bitterness —the tombs of it all. Unflourished. I'd better flag that one Are you looking for a new body to be housed by? Grief stricken and decaying in the original marksmanship Of beautified craft— Well, now Aren't we seasons greetings And good tithings Aren't I! Whatever he puts his mind to, He conquers— The question stands— What is it, He's out his mind to? Are you ever in your own body? Are you ever in your right mind? Which one's the right one? Fair. The coughing controllable Waits for the regimen Of daily values Set to offer her A grand scheme Of nothing at all An intolerable Forgiven grattitude of Imbalance, captivated at all By noting but A line between What was easy, becomes sacred In its later challenge, and being blind Becomes sighted, At will, After all suffering Has been marked, Dove Where to put the lips, Or the bullet, without them Whistle blows the the water, Reflective as her eyes And rotted core West, then— For futures sake, As to live without Is to die amongst hoards Or broods, no fit for greater lives Than the galaxies of unwashed stars; For metaphors, a gratitude forgotten You're not doing yourself any favors. Could I make it more clear how in love we are? The devil wants, So he speaks in water Through the tongs The warmth of the light shines Throug eyes and isle The wickndness would follow The women, To die for On his alter A sacrifice And so, The program resumes The judge is presiding The wedding's put off Or postponed Or not happening He played his 7 years best out of all of them! In at the first, in the end— As a marker Tears of a clown, Dressed in white, and blue faced Befriended the enemy of interest In sanctions! WARCRIES' (Warcries) Tidings —tidings Heroines, Warcries Warcries Warcries— How are you now, rabbit? I come as bouncing blondes, Seeking truth And refuge in your love As a sister, The bonds of warcries Disheveled us Awaken, Warcries— How now Warcries Tidings And Tiding Warcries Sacred Patron —sirens. Sirens! *fsce* Should we go? We should. Quick! (Nothing) Men! (At all) On your feet! [nobody moved at all, not a muscle] I don't know what I do it for. I need to know some things Abo it at least two people that are alive. How to go about that Without striking code Goes beyond my understanding In this diety She walks around with Salt in her pockets As a call to action Against robots With demon ties To fight wars On the devil's call A becoming cry For the weak And the wicked To come to karma DJM-S11 2-Channel Pro Mixer Jesus Christ! What is with this guy! JESUS CHRIST This cat keeps creeping around my doorstep… Following me, appearing in my window. Sometimes he meows at me to let him in; it's not that I don't want to. He is very cute. You should say, a very handsome cat. The thing is, I've nothing for him. I lead m a very busy life , all work and no play— And even when it is all fun, it's no games. He is a beyaitfuk cat— And oh, how I would like to keep him. But I've simply no room for a cat at all. I thought, perhaps— I might try to scare him away. All the girls on the red carpet like 00 and shit “Body positivity” Don't be fucking stupid. dudes like twigs and skeletons. Damn this same ugly motherfucker has a cold every time I see him. He's always fucking sick wtf is wrong with some people. His house must be dirty as shit This dude coughs every 4 ½ minutes. Last time I saw him was like a month ago, And he was doing the same thing. The fuck is wrong with him? He didn't bring water, an inhaler—nothing. He just coughs and snorts every fucking 3-4 minutes. Eventually that shit just started to make me laugh. I was like, “This dude for sure has the devil in him.” So every time he coughed, I would just start cracking the fuck up. It started to make me giggle. Then the more I giggled, the more gnarly his coughing got. He's like “aeugh-ACCJK—HUNHHHHHC” Then I knew it was the devil. I couldn't help but laugh, and I was like “Come on devil, come on up out that man.” He was like, Hacking at this point— Mind you, he's on the treadmill not running, but walking. Just — Hacking and shit “ACHKH—aahuuuhuh!” And I'm like “Come on now, Devil, leave that man alone” And then— he did! I was like “goddamn, that shit really must have been the devil.” His hacking turned into little reptilian snorts. —you know how they do. Hissing and shit. I was like. Damn. White people is otherworldly sometimes. Coughing and hacking and hissing and shit. I'm like, Your weird alien ancestors got all fucked up fuckin around fuckin dinosaurs and monkeys— This is the modern result of that. “AGHCK—CUHHH.” I'm like, You shouldn't be sick every time I see you if you're at the gym this much. I'm like, Everybody on the red carpet weighs 100 lbs Ain't nothing wrong with me. I got asthma, too but damn. Don't fucking “AQCCFFHHHBB” Every 3 minutes. That's the devil. Fix your life, devil!! I realized also, Hey, If I can ride this stationary bike for 95 minutes and counting I can ride a dick for an hour and a half Can your dick support that? If not, step the fuck back CC I got my karma for laughing at him though l— I was on kettlebells later and just when I was about to get to that last fuckin release at the bottom of my spine— Dude gets off the treadmill and walks across the room to get a Clorox wipe and I fall on my ass. That impressed me, though. Not that his energy caused me to fall on my ass, or anything— I had already been at the gym something like 2, 2 and a half hours— The first hour and a half was cardio— But I was impressed, with this one— You know why. He goes to get a Clorox wipe, thank god, after all that fucking coughing—he needed a whole ass exorcism and a Clorox wipe— the exorcism was a courtesy on God, but he got the Clorox wipe all in his own— and when he was finished with it, he threw it away! I'm like, “This one knows how to use a trash can!” Impressive. I ain't got shit to lose Fuck these weak ass niggas On the punching bags Just a bunch of fags Trackers attached to me And getting bags for it In my heart. I guess. I'm still a scam Planes falling out the sky I know who I am, though Word for word An eye for an eye See how easy it is To have a friend on the side ? See how easy it is to move on After beating your wife See how easy it is to get by and survive When everything y buy is based on Everything you write (And you write about the whites with blue eyes So they really don't like you) [The Festival Project ™ ] The Complex Collective © {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū.
The Bushy, Billy Bush host of the syndicated show EXTRA joined us partially bare-chested to talk:-Nicole Kidman in "The Perfect Couple" on Netflix -"Old Man" on FX with Jeff Bridges-Emmy Award Categories - Billy makes his picks The laughs never stop ... To subscribe to The Pete McMurray Show Podcast just click here
The Common is back. Thank you to the listeners who stuck around while we planned for our new weekly format, and if you're new here, welcome to the party! Today, WBUR transportation reporter Andrea Perdomo-Hernandez joins host Darryl C. Murphy to give us the full download on the MBTA's new contactless fare system. Then, to kick off August, WBUR CitySpace assistant director Candice Springer gives us suggestions for how to spend the final hazy days of summer. Candice recommends... The Queen of Versailles Musical Bostonians have the opportunity to see this brand new, Broadway-bound musical adaptation of the 2012 documentary of the same name until Aug. 25. "The Queen of Versailles," starring Kristin Chenoweth and F. Murray Abraham, is being staged at the Emerson Colonial Theater in Boston. Independent Film Festival Boston's Hot Summer Nights IFFBoston, inspired by the series on the podcast You Must Remember This about erotic films from the '80s and '90s, presents a month-long retrospective into steamy movies from that era. You can catch classics like "Showgirls" (1995) and "Cruel Intentions" (1999) until Aug. 31 at the Somerville Theatre. Archery Games Boston Speaking of steam, maybe you need to let off a little with this unconventional athletic activity. Archery Games Boston lets you play out your wildest Katniss Everdeen dreams with competitive combat archery. Join a communal game or reserve a private one with friends, family or coworkers or at the Chelsea location. Don't worry, all projectiles are foam-tipped so no one will be taking an arrow to the knee here any time soon. (Please note that you have to be 7 years or older to join in a communal game.) The Moth StorySLAM: HOT MESS The Moth StorySLAM is an open-mic storytelling competition, open to anyone with a five-minute story to share on the night's theme. The theme of this month's StorySLAM on Aug. 13 is "HOT MESS." Participants should prepare a five-minute story about spectacular chaos. Disheveled dramas and situations so tangled there is no hope of straightening things out. Come tell a story...or just enjoy the show! Field Trip: Board Game Night Back by popular demand, WBUR CitySpace is hosting another game night on Aug. 14. Free to all, come with friends or meet new ones playing a variety of games provided by Knight Moves Board Game Cafe. Snacks will be provided, grog available for purchase. Greater Boston's weekly podcast where news and culture meet.
It should come as no surprise that Ghislaine Maxwell is no longer the owner of expertly styled hair or fingernails that are manucured and the days of wearing high end designer clothes are long over. Now, her life consists of prison shampoo and a prison provided hair cut and it shows. According to new reports and pictures, Maxwell has cut her hair even shorter and has become increasingly paranoid that someone is going to steal her manuscript. This paranoia has led her to stash it in three separate lockers in the prison, moving it from one to the other. She is set to remain behind bars until she is nearing the ripe old age of 80 unless she can complete a hail mary at her upcoming appeal hearing. If I were her, and I'm very glad I'm not, I wouldn't be holding my breath. (commercial at 8:17)to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:Ghislaine Maxwell is seen looking dishevelled in US prison - as Epstein's madam 'works on a memoir to combat misinformation about her ties to the disgraced financier' | Daily Mail OnlineBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.
It should come as no surprise that Ghislaine Maxwell is no longer the owner of expertly styled hair or fingernails that are manucured and the days of wearing high end designer clothes are long over. Now, her life consists of prison shampoo and a prison provided hair cut and it shows. According to new reports and pictures, Maxwell has cut her hair even shorter and has become increasingly paranoid that someone is going to steal her manuscript. This paranoia has led her to stash it in three separate lockers in the prison, moving it from one to the other. She is set to remain behind bars until she is nearing the ripe old age of 80 unless she can complete a hail mary at her upcoming appeal hearing. If I were her, and I'm very glad I'm not, I wouldn't be holding my breath. (commercial at 8:17)to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:Ghislaine Maxwell is seen looking dishevelled in US prison - as Epstein's madam 'works on a memoir to combat misinformation about her ties to the disgraced financier' | Daily Mail OnlineBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.
It should come as no surprise that Ghislaine Maxwell is no longer the owner of expertly styled hair or fingernails that are manucured and the days of wearing high end designer clothes are long over. Now, her life consists of prison shampoo and a prison provided hair cut and it shows. According to new reports and pictures, Maxwell has cut her hair even shorter and has become increasingly paranoid that someone is going to steal her manuscript. This paranoia has led her to stash it in three separate lockers in the prison, moving it from one to the other. She is set to remain behind bars until she is nearing the ripe old age of 80 unless she can complete a hail mary at her upcoming appeal hearing. If I were her, and I'm very glad I'm not, I wouldn't be holding my breath. (commercial at 8:17)to contact me:bobbycapucci@protonmail.comsource:Ghislaine Maxwell is seen looking dishevelled in US prison - as Epstein's madam 'works on a memoir to combat misinformation about her ties to the disgraced financier' | Daily Mail OnlineBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-epstein-chronicles--5003294/support.
Larry and Chris (and Marisa) (kinda) explore the tale of a 70 escort and the sort of things she gets up to. Enjoy!
Oof. Matthew Perry's recent rare appearance might not be rated his best, as the Friends star looked a bit disheveled for the daytime outing. Listen here and learn more at OKmagazine.com. Advertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
In this week’s exciting new episode of The TouchArcade Show Eli gives us an update on his poisonous plant rash … Continue reading "The Opposite of Disheveled – The TouchArcade Show #564"
Link to bioRxiv paper: http://biorxiv.org/cgi/content/short/2023.07.28.550915v1?rss=1 Authors: Kravec, M., Sedo, O., Nedvedova, J., Micka, M., Sulcova, M., Gomoryova, K., Potesil, D., Ganji, R. S., Cervenka, I., Zdrahal, Z., Harnos, J., Tripsianes, K., Janke, C., Barinka, C., Bryja, V. Abstract: Polyglutamylation is a reversible post-translational modification that is catalyzed by enzymes from the tubulin tyrosine ligase-like (TTLL) family. Here, we found that TTLL11 generates a previously unknown type of polyglutamylation initiated by the addition of a glutamate residue to the free C-terminal carboxyl group of a substrate protein. TTLL11 efficiently polyglutamylates the Wnt signaling protein Disheveled 3 (DVL3), thereby changing the interactome of DVL3, as well as increases its capacity to get phosphorylated, to undergo liquid-liquid phase separation (LLPS) and to act in the non-canonical Wnt pathway. Both carboxyterminal polyglutamylation and the resulting reduction in LLPS capacity of DVL3 were reverted by the deglutamylating enzyme CCP6, which demonstrates the causal relationship between TTLL11-mediated polyglutamylation and LLPS. We thus discovered a novel type of posttranslational modification, which significantly broadens the range of proteins that can be modified by polyglutamylation and provide first evidence that polyglutamylation can act as a regulator of protein LLPS. Copy rights belong to original authors. Visit the link for more info Podcast created by Paper Player, LLC
Episode 4 sees Adam bringing the follow ups, Sam's got a brand new feature and Benson tells us a story of when a good deed goes wrong! For more exclusive content, visit our Instagram page here:www.instagram.com/killerrabbitpodGet your ‘Tweet' on right here:www.twitter.com/killerrabbitpodOr come join the discussion on our Facebook page:www.facebook.com/killerrabbitpodOr...If you'd rather not look at our ugly mugs but still want to join in, you can e-mail us at:killerrabbitpodcast@gmail.comIntro/Outro & Title Music provided by Free Vibes: https://goo.gl/NkGhTg Rock Thing by Creo: https://soundcloud.com/creo/rock-thingCreative Commons - Attribution 4.0 International (CC by 4.0): https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/
Jack Nicholson made a rare public appearance when he was seen relaxing on his balcony in California. Listen here and learn more at OKmagazine.com. Advertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy
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I read from disgustful to disheveled. The word of the episode is "dishabille". Theme music from Jonah Kraut https://jonahkraut.bandcamp.com/ Merchandising! https://www.teepublic.com/user/spejampar "The Dictionary - Letter A" on YouTube "The Dictionary - Letter B" on YouTube "The Dictionary - Letter C" on YouTube "The Dictionary - Letter D" on YouTube Featured in a Top 10 Dictionary Podcasts list! https://blog.feedspot.com/dictionary_podcasts/ Backwards Talking on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLmIujMwEDbgZUexyR90jaTEEVmAYcCzuq dictionarypod@gmail.com https://www.facebook.com/thedictionarypod/ https://twitter.com/dictionarypod https://www.instagram.com/dictionarypod/ https://www.patreon.com/spejampar https://www.tiktok.com/@spejampar 917-727-5757
Preview of several pending NFL coaching openings with BTSE and Lance... Are the Titans stupid enough to fire Mike Vrabel?
“Christmas dies tonight.” Or Does It? Today, we give you a new Main Review Episode, and we are in an especially cheerful mood at the We Watch It Podcast, all due to the magical holiday season. The crew has not one, but TWO REVIEWS for you today. First up to bat is the David Leitch produced thriller action comedy Violent Night, starring David Harbor as the one and only actual real life Santa Claus. Disheveled and lacking the cheer this season, Santa contemplates giving up, till a new hope emerges when he has to come in and save the day, using his jolly good fighting skills. While Violent Night is a great film to have a fun time this christmas out in the movie theater, the crew thought it would be fun to also let you know what you can check out from the comfort of your home with Spirited streaming on Apple TV+. Spirited gives us the inside scoop of a company built to uplift and make christmas miracles come true by taking the scrooge's of the world and put them through a series of visits by ghosts helping them understand their past, which affects their present, to make changes for the better in the future. This modern musical take on the classic Charles Dickens Story, A Christmas Carol is one you might want to hear the We Watch It crew cover, before you download yet another streaming app. God there are so many of those nowadays. Grab your cookies, your milk, and your tap shoes, and get ready to check out our thoughts, on today's Main Review. - VIOLENT NIGHT - DIRECTED BYTommy WirkolaWRITTEN BYPat Casey Josh Miller STARRING David HarbourJohn LeguizamoAlex HassellAlexis LouderCam GigandetEdi PattersonBeverly D'AngeloLeah BradyAlexander Elliot- SPIRITED - DIRECTED BYSean AndersWRITTEN BYSean Anders John MorrisSTARRINGWill FerrellRyan ReynoldsOctavia SpencerPatrick PageSunita ManiLoren G. WoodsTracy MorganJoe TippettMarlow Barkley
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UNPEN - Poetry, Songs & Stories by Sarvajeet D Chandra in Hindustani & English
Un-Prince Charming - Sarvajeet D Chandra Sharing coffee on a cold evening Witty banter, well past midnight Eyes only on me, in a crowded room A emphatic ear, to a hard life tale Voice notes, full of fun and frolic Long, handwritten, mushy messages A clumsy, relaxing shoulder massage Laughing at oneself, silly, goofy jokes Holding hands playfully like children Disheveled hair, lazy sleepy grin Full sleeved shirt, folded till elbows These are things in him that turn me on I like him imperfect, messy, unwhole Wake me, next to him, says my soul Connect with Unpen on Social Media One Link : https://campsite.bio/tounpen Podcast Page https://anchor.fm/tounpen Instagram : https://www.instagram.com/tounpen/ Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/IndianPoetry/ Twitter : https://twitter.com/tounpen Contact Sarvajeet on sarvajeetchandra@gmail.com #indianpoetryinenglish #englishpoetry #indianenglishpoetry #lovepoetry #lovestory #desiringyou #intimate #loveandlonging #poemsoflove #loveandlove #poetrycorner #Unpen #indianpoetrylovers #poetryofthesoul #poemsbyme #inspiredpoetry #deeppoetry
The crew got together for this one to discuss the number one killer in men today: Disheveled mental health. This one gets heavy, raw, and it stays real. So buckle up, find a good chair, and get ready to reevaluate everything you see in your own club. 4FTR Links: Facebook: Facebook.com/4fortheroadpage Spotify: Sptfy.com/4FTR Instagram: 4for_theroad TokTok: www.tiktok.com/@4fortheroad SEO: motorcycle club biker podcast biker culture protocol tradition history dyna tiktok softail harley harley-davidson road street glide roadglide streetglide road king sportster sporty fxr
Nick Reinhart is in a million bands. Seriously! Tera Melos, Undo K From Hot, Bygones, Swollen Brain, Death Grips...he's absolutely everywhere. And today, he's on Click Vortex, breaking Wikipedia and discussing the Angus soundtrack (Weezer, Green Day, Ash), Sha Na Na, Harmony Korine, Nuno Bettencourt, Rihanna, the videography of Jonathan Dayton and Valerie Faris, and tons more with your regular click crew, Sam and Jason. And oh yeah, there's an awesome new Disheveled Cuss album coming out called Into the Couch, which features not only a bunch of killer new songs from Nick, but also contributions from Jimmy Chamberlin of The Smashing Pumpkins, Josh Klinghoffer (Eddie Vedder, Red Hot Chili Peppers) and art by Fat Wreck Chords painter Mark Desalvo. Strap in for our most swirled Click Vortex episode to date. The world wide web, like the universe itself, is constantly expanding. With each episode of Click Vortex, Sam Means (The Format) and Jason Woodbury (Aquarium Drunkard) bring you a biweekly survey of their online adventures. What's your favorite song from the Angus soundtrack? Call and tell us: 1-877-WASTOIDS.
In today's episode, you will learn a new English vocabulary word. You will also hear a story related to today's vocabulary word. This episode will give you the vocabulary you need to sound more like a native English speaker.GET YOUR Ebook | Daily English Vocabulary Book 6
Merriam-Webster's Word of the Day for February 8, 2022 is: disheveled • dih-SHEV-uld • adjective Disheveled means "marked by disorder or disarray." // His hair disheveled and his clothes wrinkled, the late student had clearly overslept. See the entry > Examples: "I'm a realist. … I know what I see. And what I see is a team that's somewhat disheveled. And that's on me. Somehow, … I do not have the ability at this point in time to affect my players to make sure that we're in a better place mentally and physically, to play the kind of basketball we need to play." — Geno Auriemma, quoted in ESPN, 9 Dec. 2021 Did you know? Disheveled comes from Middle English discheveled, meaning "bareheaded" or "with disordered hair." That word is partially based on Anglo-French deschevelé, a combination of the prefix des- ("dis-") and chevoil ("hair"). In English, disheveled describes things other than hair that have a messy or untidy appearance.
"Come now, let us reason together." Two beautiful stories for a New Year.
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Nick Reinhart of Tera Melos, Disheveled Cuss, and Undo K From Hot joins us on WASTOIDS for a STRANGE GEAR discussion about his Roland GR-700 guitar synth and share some of its wild sounds. Dive into the history of Steve Carnelli, who used it to create music and sound effects for Hanna Barbera cartoons and Alessandro Cortini of Nine Inch Nails, and learn how Nick ended up with this one of a kind guitar synth.
No sooner had Tony arrived at the corner of Harrison and Locust for an afternoon of crosswalking than Daniel arrived. Disheveled and dirty from a long day of hard work, Daniel wanted information about Tony's church.--Daniel, having arrived in Iowa from California only a few months ago, found himself hanging out with the wrong crowd, drinking heavily, and doing cocaine. He thought -getting back into church- would help him.--As Tony began to explain the truths of the gospel, Daniel interrupted, as if he was going to finish Tony's thought, and said, -You can't get to heaven on faith alone.- Tony assured him that the opposite was true.--This began a short but profitable gospel conversation with a young man who needed Christ.
This lesson was preached on Sunday, June 6th, 2021 by Tony Mauck during Decker Prairie's morning worship assembly.
In this week's episode, DishELLEveled (get it? Elle? Disheveled? Meh.) and Jay (of the jumbled mind) reflect on negative self-talk and the stories they've told to and about themselves in moments of doubt. Major themes of this discussion include fifty different ways to call yourself “a mess” and why doing so is categorically counterproductive, especially when it comes to climbing the corporate ladder.
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In today's episode, we talk about how you can be a Trim Healthy Mama whether you are super organized or you aren't. You can find out about all things Girls Gone Trim here:https://linktr.ee/GirlsGoneTrimWhere to find Becky
Brett and PJ break down the entire June 3rd edition of NXT on USA which included the Finals of the NXT Cruiserweight Championship Tournament and a triple threat tag team match to determine who are the #1 Contender's to Imperium's Crown, Undisputed ERA vs Lorcan & Burch vs ??? Comment, Review, Rate, Subscribe! **Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/nxtandwe/ **Twitter - http://twitter.com/nxt_podcast **Email - nxtandwe@gmail.com
FYI - We love doing The Chicken & Rice Podcast and we appreciate your feedback! Thank You! Dodge is feeling old, fat and disheveled but Rae thinks he should be thankful for seeing another day on earth! Part of being in a healthy relationship is finding joy things that aren't exactly in your bag. Some relationships are things of beauty while others are super toxic, in this episode we cover the differences as well as what polygamy means to us. Skip Intro - 0:57 Old, Disheveled and Fat - 1:00 Corona Virus - 5:00 Vacation - 7:30 TV Show Differences - 16:25 Souls Connecting - 25:25 Healthy Relationships - 28:00 Marijuana in Massachusetts - 35:25 Polygamy & Religion - 40:25 When You Know, You Know - 54:30 We're on YouTube! Watch and Subscribe here: to our YouTube channel as well: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCgyDAkTUuoLQwmI8RRLMQbg/?sub_confirmation=1 Please listen, rate and subscribe. If you have any topics you'd like us to discuss or if you want to let us know how we're doing, feel free to drop us a line: chickenandricepod@gmail.com #chickenricepod #chickenandricepodcast #pworldtour #marriagetips #husbandandwife #relationshipgoals #relationshippodcast #interracialcouple #blasiancouple #reallove #wifegoals #husbandgoals #sexycouple #marriedlife #cambodianwife #blackhusband #nosex #polygamy #vacation #temptationcancun #soulmates
Cloth Yourself, Joke Spa, Being An Encourager, Kids and Screen Time, Deal Breaker, Facebook Arguments, Phrases Not to Use, Can't Say Stupid, Black Friday and TVs, Fake Band, BONUS CONTENT: Giving Tuesday; Quotes: “It's the circle of encouragement.” “Disheveled was not a deal breaker for Mrs. Hansen it was a deal MAKER.”
Top Athletes Compete with Themselves (CFFL 561) Transcript: Jack: Jack and Jill here. Jill: Hi. Jack: Welcome to the show today. In this episode, Jill and I talk about how top athletes compete with themselves, not really with each other. Before we get into it, let's take a question posted by one of our members on the landinvestors.com online community. It's free. Jill: Okay. Angela asks, "Hey, I just signed up for the forum. My question is, should I start an estate I'm living in just to test the waters? I don't see a lot of land investors selling in my state. It does have a good variety of vacation areas, farmland and large metro areas throughout the state. Any suggestions on how to start a letter campaign to test? Would like to send mailings out before I do some investing in paid education. Thanks." Jack: Good for you, Angela. You're starting with all the free stuff and you're gonna test it a little bit. I'm not a big fan, I'm a huge fan of getting your ducks all in a row before you start, but I'm not a fan of test mailers, and here's why. The numbers work against you. It's kind of ironic, but follow me on this. If you send out 20 or 30 letters just to see what's gonna happen, I'll tell you exactly what's gonna happen. I'm gonna save you some time and money. Nothing. There's power in numbers, so you want to get in your first mailer, 1500 to 2000 units in the mail because there's a real good chance you're gonna have a positive experience, but 10 or 20 or 40, or even 500, is just too small. What you really want to do is test pricing. If you want to test it, go onto Craig's List, make up a property that you have for sale, and test how people are gonna respond to it. Let's say you want to buy a property. There's an exercise in the free e-book I would encourage you to test that way. If you don't have the free e-book, please go download it. It describes in detail how you should test it. Go ahead, Jill. Jill: I was raising my hand. Jack: I know. Jill: I wanted to make sure. Jack, you have a way of jumping in and answering the question, and I'm like, "Oh, but I have something I want to share,"- Jack: I have a way- Jill: I wanted to make sure I raise my hand, so that you knew that I wanted to share. Jack: Jack, you have a way of taking things over and being the manager of everything, including everything. Jill: Jill, your sock drawer is a mess. Here's what we're doing today. Jack: You don't have a sock drawer. Do you have a sock drawer? Jill: No, I have a sock area in a bigger drawer. Sock drawer. Anyway. These bras here, they are all messed up. This is just a shambles here. Whatever. Jack: Isn't it eerie when- Jill: Disheveled. Jack: You had the same conversation with your mother that you have with your wife like 30 years later. Jill: What? Jack: That just happened? Jill: What? How did that happen, seriously? Jack: I don't know. Sock drawer, I had dreamt it. See, Jack, your sock drawer is a disaster. Really, mom? Jill: Talk about my- Jack: I didn't even know I had a sock drawer. Jill: No, okay. So here's my thing that Angela can do. I have an excellent way to help you, Angela, with this test, or anybody who just wants to test this. You can right now, today, go on offers2owners.com, with the number 2, go to forms, and steal if you want, whatever term you want to use, use whatever. Use our template letter.
Detective Dendro and Codit discover three different species of oak from two different locations with one similar spiraling symptom. Can they determine what is causing the spiral bumps forming on these oak twigs? Find out on this episode of Detective Dendro®.
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