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Happy Football Friday Edition of the Program!! Ohio State doesn't do it often but they are playing Purdue this week and the March to Michigan is officially on. We break down the matchup on both sides of the ball. We'll also hear what Coach Day and QB1 have to say about this one. Paul Depodesta is moving from Cleveland to Colorado and TNF was gross. Luke Fickel and Wisconsin have pledged themselves to each other and there are some CFP Eliminators this weekend. Tim May, Doug Lesmerises, What's Up, Learned and Earned, Thing or Not a Thing, Know the Scores and 3 Things to a Buckeye Victory

Defense, time to pay up because you still owe. You did your jobs last week, now we're paying for consistency. Tap-in with Tate, Shannon & Big-G as we talk about the schematic and positional changes, what works and since the offense didn't add any major upgrades, do we want to see the defense add another cornerback like Asante Samuel Jr. The answers to these questions and more on the “Pump Your Brakes” podcast on the KnoItAllz & SCN YouTube channels. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

PRIMARY SPONSOR:   Use the promo  manapool.com/promo/magicmics  to get 5000 mana, that's $5 free, while supplies last at  manapool.com. Use ManaTraders.com Promo Code: MAGICMICS_4CI for 10% off your next subscription! Check out the twitch channel: http://twitch.tv/magicmics Visit our subreddit: http://www.reddit.com/r/magicmics Follow us on Twitter: http://twitter.com/magicmicscast Like us on Facebook: http://facebook.com/magicmics   First Pick   Avatar Cards   Reuben Elemental Teachings The Walls of Ba Sing Se   PDragon Ba Sing Se Beifong's Bounty Hunters   Evan Avatar's Wrath Zhao, the Moon Slayer   Gather the Townsfolk   Maro Celebrates 30 Years: https://bsky.app/profile/maro254.bsky.social/post/3m4g7px5zjc2a   Desperate Ravings   PowrDragn's Secret Lair Solution:   The Finisher   Big election day news in the United States this week, as American voters saw governorships change hands, props get approved, and all manner of local matters were voted yea or nay. It's our civic duty to use our voices and our ballots, so tell me: what proposal would you put forward for Magic?

In this live SocialNext Toronto 2025 conversation, guest host Maddie Alvarez sits down with Joe Teo, founder and CEO of HeyOrca!, the Canadian-built social media platform helping thousands of agencies and teams simplify their content workflows.From dad jokes to dashboards, Joe shares why the point of social media isn't virality—it's community. He unpacks how HeyOrca's product philosophy puts collaboration first, what social media managers actually need in 2025, and how AI can support (not replace) the humans behind the posts.You'll hear Joe's take on why strong communities require intentional moderation, how brands can create digital “gardens,” and why the best social spaces are both safe and self-sustaining.

In this episode of The Sarah B Show - Sarah explains where she has been for the last month... She is now a FLIGHT ATTENDANT! Sarah talks all about the long process and goes into how she made a long time dream come true and finally earned her wings. www.gocleanse.com/sarah

Charles Oakley Gives Stephen A Smith a Chilling Warning, Saying Their Next Encounter “Won't Be Good,” Nick Wright Gets Laughed Off Stage for Claiming Bronny James Earned a Lakers Spot, John Salley Sparks Outrage by Ranking LeBron James Over Shaq as a Top 5 Laker, Oakley Also Reveals He Once Slapped Charles Barkley During the NBA Lockout Meeting Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Dan Campbell joins us to talk about the loss to the Vikings, today's trade deadline, and this week's challenge against the Commanders

Mastering Modern PR in the Age of AI: Expert Insights from Amy Rosenberg of VeracityIn an era where AI and digital media are rewriting the rules of communication, modern PR demands more strategy, agility, and authenticity than ever. In this episode of The Thoughtful Entrepreneur, host Josh Elledge sits down with Amy Rosenberg, Founder and President of Veracity, to explore how small businesses and PR professionals can adapt to today's fast-changing media landscape. Amy shares actionable tactics for building credibility, leveraging AI, and crafting stories that truly resonate with audiences.The Future of PR in a Digital-First WorldAmy explains that public relations has shifted from focusing solely on press releases and media placements to building holistic brand visibility across multiple platforms. In today's fast-changing world, credibility and consistency are the new currencies of PR success. She introduces the emerging concept of Generative Engine Optimization (GEO)—the process of optimizing your brand's presence not only for Google but also for AI-driven search tools like ChatGPT. By creating high-value, trustworthy content, brands can ensure they show up in AI-generated responses that influence decision-making.For small businesses, Amy offers practical ways to take control of their own PR efforts. She encourages using editorial calendars to time pitches with industry trends, focusing on earned media rather than paid placements, and telling authentic, human-centered stories. Even without a large budget, entrepreneurs can make an impact by consistently sharing relevant insights and staying connected to their audience's needs.Amy emphasizes that while technology like AI is transforming PR, the human element remains irreplaceable. Storytelling, emotional intelligence, and relationship-building still drive meaningful visibility and trust. By blending smart digital strategies with authentic communication, brands can thrive in an AI-powered, content-saturated world.About Amy RosenbergAmy Rosenberg is the Founder and President of Veracity, a Portland-based public relations and digital marketing agency. With over two decades of experience, Amy helps organizations and PR professionals navigate modern media through strategic communication, training, and her acclaimed book A Practical Guide to Public Relations for Businesses, Nonprofits, and PR Leaders.About VeracityVeracity is a PR and digital marketing agency specializing in strategic communications, media relations, and reputation management. The firm empowers businesses and marketing leaders to build credibility, enhance visibility, and connect meaningfully with their audiences. Learn more and access free resources at www.veracityagency.com/.Links Mentioned in This EpisodeAmy Rosenberg on LinkedInVeracity WebsiteKey Episode HighlightsPR success in 2024 depends on credibility, consistency, and digital visibility.Generative Engine Optimization (GEO) is the next evolution of PR and SEO strategy.Small businesses can leverage editorial calendars and strong storytelling to earn coverage.Earned media delivers more long-term value than paid placements.AI tools are powerful, but authentic...

In this impactful episode of the Fellowship of Kingdom Professionals Podcast, Bishop Michael A. Blue unpacks a powerful biblical leadership lesson from the lives of Moses and Joshua. Discover how God models healthy succession, spiritual mentorship, and shared leadership authority through the principle of shared credibility. Drawing from Numbers 27 and Joshua 1–3, this teaching explores how Moses, near the end of his assignment, does not cling to power; he empowers and endorses Joshua, demonstrating humility, Kingdom legacy, and leadership development through discipleship. Learn the difference between delegated credibility and earned credibility and how God uses private confirmation and public validation to elevate new leaders. New podcast episodes are available every Monday wherever you listen to podcasts. Stay connected to all things Fellowship of Kingdom Professionals and connect to other Kingdom Professionals by joining our Facebook Group, https://www.facebook.com/groups/MABlueFKP To bring FKP to your locale, ministry, school, business, etc., or to learn more, contact us by email,  FKProfessionals@gmail.com.

Willard and Dibs react to yesterday's 49ers win over the Giants and conclude that the 49ers' 6-3 record is enough to earn a trade from the front office with the trade deadline now less than 24 hours away.

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 24 Eve of the New Order In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Earned leadership is a blessing; assigned leadership is a burden   "Am I going to have to spank this little kitty to teach you a lesson?" Rio asked sweetly. Mercy vigorously shook her head in denial. "So you don't want me to do this?" Rio began energetically rubbing her fingers over the moist cunt. I was distracted from the rest of that exchange by Barbie Lynn's recovery. She climbed up my body, cheeks still full of my cum and staring at me with a mischievous hunger. At the moment I thought we were going to mimic the cum-swapping trick Ms. Lane and I had done, she went in another direction. Barbie Lynn leaned forward within inches of Vivian's face. Vivian reacted by pulling away, knocking the back of her skull against the headboard of the bed. "Barbie Lynn, I am not kissing you, and I am certainly not kissing you with Zane's, seed/semen in your mouth," Vivian insisted. Barbie Lynn mumbled something that sounded somewhat like 'but you'll like it' and did her best to look sexy, innocent, and inviting all at once. She would have had me convinced that brushing my teeth with uranium hexafluoride was the best thing for long term dental health too. Barbie Lynn pressed forward, Vivian held her back by putting a hand on each shoulder, and then Barbie Lynn transferred one of Vivian's hands so that it now supported one of Barbie Lynn's dangling tits. Realistically, Vivian was better at Karate than Barbie Lynn and could have blocked/resisted the blow, but Vivian had the ability to be remarkably compliant at the weirdest of times, like right now. Barbie Lynn was really close to doing as promised. "Please don't," Vivian asked softly. Barbie Lynn went one step further; she tapped her forehead to Vivian's forehead, smiled at her, and sat up, ready to swallow at last. "Wait, don't!" Rio cried out. She switched direction so that she was beside Barbie Lynn and they were the ones now actually kissing and letting my semen travel from tongue to tongue. When Rio got her share and then some, she spun rapidly back to Mercy and slapped that girl's thigh, motioning her up on her knees facing Rio. As Mercy reached the appointed position, Rio took her head in both hands and bore into a powerful oral exchange. One blowjob with three recipients, not my normal wake-up routine. That aforementioned bunch of guys is going to crucify me, upside down. Mercy went from slightly hesitant to rather animated in seconds, keeping tight to Rio as Rio tried to withdraw. Mercy's tongue lashed Rio's mouth a few more times before Rio pushed her back. "You like that, my Bang-bunny?" Rio taunted Mercy. "Do you like Zane's cream on your tongue and going down your throat?" "Yes," Mercy responded shyly, "yes, I like it very much." I waited for 'can I have another' and an inappropriate chorus from 'Oliver'. Rio didn't see things that way. She wrapped Mercy up by the waist and kissed her once more. "Okay, but since you are such a lousy cocksucker I am going to make you practice on Zane every night at eleven until you get it right, at least until the end of the semester," Rio scolded Mercy. "If that is what you want!" Mercy beamed. "Lord Jesus, save me," Vivian prayed for sanity to return to the room. "Oh, no, you are not," Barbie Lynn challenged Mercy and Rio's little scheme as she rushed to my rescue. "Not every night, anyway," she added. Maybe not rushing to my rescue after all. "The next lady to lay claim to my sexual favors, I'm going to make French kiss Ms. Marlowe during breakfast at the Dining Hall," I threatened. "Spread the word." "How is that going to work?" Rio snickered. "I don't know, but I've done every other inconceivable thing I've set out to do so why should this be any different?" I gave her a lopsided grin. "Yes, all of this is very nice," Vivian lectured, "but Zane only has seven minutes left to take a shower downstairs." We started to stampede for the exit. "Robes, towels," Vivian reminded us. She was rapidly learning many of the important skills one needs to become a mother to teenagers, a cat wrangler, or a prison guard. The Dawn of the New Order, like it or not.   It started at 6:45 as we began filing out of the dorm toward the dining hall and breakfast. We received texts, or our dorm mothers received them if we didn't have that function, assigning us a tribe we belonged to. What was a tribe? No one seemed to have a clue what this entailed for us.   "So," Iona was the first to ask me, "What tribe are you part of?"   "My tribe's called the Mediator tribe," I responded. "What lame-ass name does your tribe have?" Iona blinked at me, took my phone from my hands, and looked at it while we walked.   "Mercy and I are in 17," Rio sneered. "Why did your group merit a name and ours didn't?"   "Because Zane doesn't have a tribe," Iona figured. "He is not of the mediator tribe; he's a mediator. The real question is, how many mediators are there and what is their responsibility?"   "I'm in tribe three," Vivian volunteered. "I do have a notation but no indication who to see about it." The conversations around us were going in the same general direction, the girls trying to figure what sort of disruptions this would cause. The teachers put a kibosh on students walking around and finding out where their friends were placed so the text and phone messages being tossed around were obscene.   The surprise going to breakfast had saved virtually all of the freshmen from Handmaiden's Duty but they snapped us up heading for Assembly. I had Frederica Nicholas who decided to make a game of her giving me a word and me having to create a poetic verse. I rapidly learned the more risqu my verse, the more touchy-feely she became. (And she is a Rhaine supporter, huh?) I am a glutton for sexual foreplay no matter where it comes from.   Entry into the Assembly Hall brought its own special form of confusion. All the seats had numbers for the tribes that could sit there. I didn't find my group anywhere but I did catch the fact that Christina's group had been broken up. I stopped by Heaven to put a comforting hand on her shoulder because she looked terribly unsettled before I approached Ms. Goodswell on the stage.   My spiritual advisor stood up, walked to the edge of the stage, and knelt down so we could talk privately.   "Hi, Teach. I can't seem to find my groups/tribe's area," I said pleasantly. "Can you help me out? Hell, can you tell me what's going on?"   "Zane, your seat is right over there," she said, pointing to a chair on the front row, aisle seat. She smiled sadly. "All I can tell you about this program right now is that I trust you." Oh crap, that didn't sound good. Sitting on the front row, the region normally reserved for seniors, was just as disturbing. I sensed an epic boning in my future and I was sure I knew who the chick with the strap-on was.   Chancellor Bazz came to the podium and led us through the first ten minutes of the session. I could tell she was simmering with anger and resentment over whatever the upcoming fiasco was, and she showed it. She introduced Vice Chancellor Scarlett, then sat down abruptly. Her enthusiasm wasn't muted; it was buried in the core of the earth.   "Greetings, students of Freedom Fellowship University; I believe we stand at the first step to a great, glorious, and blessed experiment," Vice Chancellor Doctor Victoria Scarlett began. Her plan did sound grandiose, was certainly going to be famous (or infamous), and whichever supernatural powers put their mark on this train wreck, I was sure we'd discover the Arch-angel Morningstar also had his sulfuric fingerprints on it when the CSI's were finally brought in.   The basics of the scheme: There would be eighteen tribes of fifty or more members. Each tribe had all four grades in it but was focused on declared majors so that the girls could support one another. Each tribe would internally determine how they would regulate themselves as well. Externally, relations would be overseen by the Mediator, yes, that was in the singular, as in one: me.   At this point, I was wondering if jumping up, shooting Scarlett in the heart, and crying 'Sic semper tyrannis' was appropriate. I didn't have a gun and realistically, Victoria didn't deserve death for what she was putting all of us through. A few days in a pillory would suffice. No, she was making me be the 'Man' of our academic community, our judge and arbitrator.   As for my job qualifications, or lack thereof; I am considered morally loose, if not downright deviant. I'm an eighteen-year-old boy telling twenty-one-year-old women what to do, I have no legal experience, oh, yes, and half the campus hates my guts. I almost missed it when Doctor Scarlett added that Vivian would remain my guardian.   Maybe Vivian would throw herself in the path of a sharpened pencil, pen, or stylus aimed at my heart by any number of the young ladies that wanted me dead, just like a Secret Service Agent.   "You will be informed of the location of your first meetings. Each tribe will meet at eight o'clock tonight and tomorrow night to create the foundations of your group," Doctor Scarlett informed us.   "Tribes five and seventeen will be meeting in the Solarium of Alan Smithee dorm, if that is okay with Mr. Braxton." Victoria looked my way. I stood up in case anyone missed my discomfort for being called out and actually asked by a lead educator for anything resembling permission on this campus.   "Eight o'clock tonight?" I questioned. "I don't know if that works for me. I have a Brazilian body wax at eight and have scheduled my eyebrows to be plucked at 8:45, plus there is a new episode of NCIs: Los Angeles at nine."   "How about they promise to keep the noise level down?" Victoria volleyed right back at me without missing a beat.   "Very well, Doctor Scarlett, if you personally guarantee their behavior, I'm okay with them using my room," I allowed. I couldn't provoke Scarlett and I couldn't embarrass her, so I was back to facing her rear-bound artificial cock catching up with my behind. I sat back down. Victoria quickly exited center stage and a bitter Chancellor ushered us through the last of the service.   I waited outside the Assembly Hall for my friends and my Handmaiden for the moment, Theresa Yates. Christina and Chastity caught up with me first, both giving me a curious look.   "Bro," Rio sneered as she and Mercy joined us, "we need to discuss your future abuse of power, bribes and kick-backs you are going to get. Nice banter with ol' Scarlett too."   "Yes," Christina said sarcastically, "being flippant with the Vice Chancellor backfired so spectacularly the first time, it definitely needed repeating." Her criticism really sucked because I always secretly wanted her to think well of me.   "What's your plan?" Chastity prodded me. She was always helping me out when she got the chance. As she finished, Iona, Hope, Faith, and Heaven showed up.   "They split us up," growled Heaven. "Do something, Zane."   "He just found out about this," Iona responded before I could. "Give it time and combined, we will come up with a solution together." I sighed with some relief at her assistance and then I blinked. The powerful kiss I planted on Iona's lips caught everyone off-guard.   "Freaking brilliant!" I complimented her gaily, giddy with glee. I didn't have an actual plan yet but I had a direction to propel my thought toward. With my mind awhirl, I caught sight of Theresa moving past me on her way to class.   "Hey, Theresa," I called out. "What are you having me do today?" She looked a bit shocked.   "Zane, we are no longer allowed to call on you for Handmaiden's Duty," she informed me.   "Oh, He, ck no," I choked out. "Who says?"   "The Vice-Chancellor declared you to be outside the tradition," she stated sadly. I wasn't going to stand for this. Victoria was building a wedge between me and the rest of the student body.   "Iona, do that tech-thing that you do and inform the ladies that by the authority vested in me as mediator, I am reinstating myself as part of the Handmaiden's duty until, over half of the tribal leaders petition that I do otherwise," I announced.   "By tech-thing, do you mean send a text message with an accompanying e-mail to all the students on the school registry?" Iona regarded me quizzically.   "Zane," Chastity worried, "are you sure you have the authority?"   "Of course he has the authority," Rio declared. "He's the freaking mediator." Sometimes I would really like to get a word in before the conversation runs away from me.   I swatted Iona on the ass, she squawked.   "Chastity, this is clearly a game of chicken, so why not see how far Scarlett is willing to go," I replied. The look Christina gave me restored my faith in me; her eyes beamed at me, alight with an intellectual fire. I had one last thing to do while the chaos boiled one last time before the ebb: I hugged Rio.   "I want you to break into Gabrielle's place," I whispered in her ear, "wait for her to come get you, and tell her this: There is no Cordelia Dresden."   "Back off, Joker," Rio punched me. Rio trusted me not to put her in harm's way if I had another choice and Gabrielle knew that Rio would be the last person any sane individual would trust to do this.   She gave no hint of a reply to my request. The assumption was, if Cordelia didn't know what we were up to, she couldn't figure out a way to stop us, and right now I wanted a way for us out of her little game here at FFU. My current theory was that the girl I knew as Cordelia didn't exist before she came here, she was an invented personality, and I wanted to know who the inventor was.   Oh yeah, back to my actual life where my academic and social lives were in upheaval because my current nemesis (or one of them anyway) was a crusading idealist. I swear to God, if I survive this place, I will never forgive Aunt Jill for not sending me to the University of Hawaii, which was my first choice for college. All I had to worry about there was hurricanes, tsunamis, volcanoes, and the wrath of the island spirits for despoiling virgins, simple shit.   "Zane, you will discuss the merits and sins of the concubines of King Solomon with me," Theresa said, as she passed me her backpack to carry. Life rolled back to semi-normal and we separated to make our way to our first classes of the day. That illusion took another ill turn when I entered English class with Ms. Goodswell. She gestured for me to come to her desk before the lesson began.   "Zane," she informed me softly, "none of the female teachers or administrators at this school can give you orders, only suggestions. Only Doctor Jennings may truly compel you to do anything."   This bombshell was the reason she said she trusted me back in Assembly. The only one making me do the right thing was me. I had never considered me Mr. Responsibility before so I was in for a crash course in having authority over 900 students and 100 teachers. I told Virginia Goodswell about my decision concerning my Handmaiden's Duty to get her input, then compelled her to treat me as any other student, because apparently, I'm in charge of students now.   "There are old soldiers and there are bold soldiers, but there are very few old, bold soldiers," she reminded me. "Never forget, no matter how dark it may seem, Zane, you are never alone."   "I could always use a picture of you in a white, low-cut bikini to inspire me," I hinted.   "Mr. Braxton, by the authority vested in me by the mediator, I order you to take your seat so we can begin classes," she smirked. Oh, the irony: stymied by my own hubris.   Celia Wanamaker snapped me up coming out of English class. Vivian was waiting for me and Raven was in tow, right up until Paige snapped her up. Celia had me name a biblical character for each letter of the alphabet. Paige had Raven quote bible verses, backwards. As if there was any doubt my day could get worse, it did so immediately.   "Oh, the great Priest-King approaches!" screeched Rio on seeing me. "We all must genuflect, that's kneel down until your head touches the ground for you stupid bitches, until the Mediator passes." The horrible, horrible thing was that dozens of confused girls started doing just that.   "Hold on," I held up my hands for attention, "Hold on. Rio is mistaken. Genuflecting is only done during the Holy Days of Christmas, Good Friday, and Easter."   Okay, I made that up off the fly and I figured that I wouldn't be at school for Christmas, and Good Friday and Easter were next year and I'd worry about that then. For now:   "Emily, Rebecca, Henrietta, and Magdalena, please carry Rio to her next class, by the legs and arms," I instructed some of the closest students. "If a door or other object gets in the way, don't hesitate to use her head as a battering ram."   "Damn, Bro, that's harsh," Rio giggled from the floor. I knelt beside her.   "Yeah," I whispered, "like being man-handled by four girls isn't going to turn you on."   "Don't tell them that," she whispered back. I rose and continued on to class. A wiggling, squirming, cursing, and fighting Rio followed us.   I went through the same rigmarole in Biblical Archeology. I told the teacher that using my authority over students, I was instructing her to instruct me as if I was any other student, because I was a student and this was the area of my authority; right? She bought into my reasoning with some relief.   "How was it?" I mouthed to Rio once class was well on the way.   "Two hands all the way up the thigh, one knows I forgot my undies and was thoroughly soaked, two titties grabbed," Rio described what she'd been subjected to, "and I got to bite Magdalena's ass. I love those soccer player asses. You are most likely the best friend I will ever know; thank you."   "Always willing to help a fellow pervert out," I grinned back. Rio winked, then returned to work. I needed all the humor I could get because it was going to be a long damn day. By the time I made Marksmanship at three o'clock, I was damn happy to shoot something. I got some relief by having my best day ever, scoring a 53 (out of a possible 100) at the range. When I finished, I noticed a large number of my club mates standing close by.   WOMEN and the WORLD at LARGE   "Yes?" I questioned the ladies clustered behind me at the firing line.   "Oh, we are huddling behind your manliness," Daphne, one of the better shooters, joked.   "Manliness? Daphne, you just shot an 87. Hell, if you ladies want to be safe, stand in front of me, because apparently that's the one place my bullets don't go," I chided her.   That was a slight exaggeration. I was a pretty good shot out to 50 meters, but when I have to use binoculars to even see the target some of these girls are nailing, I know I have a long way to go.   "Zane, police your station," Hope instructed me. "Everyone, it is time for field training." This was the other part of marksmanship, sneaking around and spotting targets in the woods. We didn't use live rounds but it was still fun stuff.   "Gung-ho!" I responded to Hope. I'd heard that this was the battle cry of an Asian-American unit in World War II; Japanese I think.   "I'm Korean, Zane," Hope tried not to chuckle. "We are not exactly friends with the Japanese."   "If I stop saying it will you ask your Daddy not to come?" I inquired hopefully.   "If you keep saying it, I'll stop telling my Father I can't live without you," she countered.   "You can't live without me?" I questioned.   "Of course I can live without you, but I had to think of something to stop him from parachuting here in the dead of night and slitting your throat," she confided.   "You are joking; right?" I worried. Hope was nonresponsive as we got our gear together for the hike. "Hope, tell me that was a joke." Once we passed into the forest, Hope was quiet, business-like and nothing but. We were a mile into our trek when Hope settled down to study the environs. Per procedure, Hope watched to her front and left; I crouched at her back, facing away, and watched to our rear and Hope's right.   We would stay this way until Hope set up on the target, which was when I became her spotter. Since we weren't there yet, I scanned my area one more time, then cupped my right hand and reached behind me until I touched Hope's ass. I waited for a reaction of any kind but none came. Three seconds later I began to gently coast along her posterior, lightly squeezing her buttocks and rubbing along her cleft.   With a careful ear, I caught Hope's breath gaining in intensity. A few seconds later, she reached back and tapped my arm lightly so I stopped. Hope then rose carefully and we continued on our way. During the entire encounter, neither one of us had deviated from our watchfulness, which gave the whole situation a greater erotic appeal for me.   "Zane," Hope caught my attention as the last rifle and bullet was secured away, "I really wasn't sure how you would deal with me, being better than you. How do you do it?"   "All the training and skill in the world isn't worth a damn if you won't fight," I tried to explain. "A willingness to fight without talent is a waste. Hope, you didn't defeat me; you beat me."   She seemed to be searching for my definition of those two terms.   "Let's walk over to Orienteering before Heaven pops," I suggested. "We can both pin Heaven down but short of killing her, I'm not sure how to stop her." Hope chuckled at that assessment and nodded. "Hope, you put me on the mat and made me tap out, you beat me. You haven't discouraged me from coming at you when I feel I'm more capable, you haven't defeated me."   "Beating implies physical dominance but defeat is a state of mind," Hope replied as she stripped my definitions bare. I swung back my hand to spank her ass. Hope flinched slightly as instinct recognized the incoming blow and dictated a menu of responses, most of which involved causing me pain. I spanked her left ass cheek; Hope yelped and glared over her shoulder at me in feigned annoyance.   "You are a very verbose wench," I shook my finger at her.   "Do you want them to perform an extensive autopsy to figure out where I stuck that finger or are you going to remove it from my face right now?" she challenged me mirthfully. I stepped to her side, draped an arm around her waist; a second later she hesitantly echoed the gesture.   When we got to Orienteering, Hope and I parted company and I joined my fellow students as Heaven stood before us. The silence dragged on, and on until I finally felt compelled to raise my hand.   "Yes, Zane?" Heaven asked sweetly. You know; that 'sweetly' that says, I have an iron skillet to the head in my immediate future.   "Class? Are we going to have class today? Please?" I mumbled.   "I don't know, Zane," Heaven glared at me with a vicious smile stitched to her face. "Do we have your permission to have class today? Apparently we need to." Oh, fuck-buckets; Hope had probably had the same instructions and blown them off; Heaven was going a different way.   "I understand," I announced with dignity as I stood and walked up beside Heaven before facing the rest of the class. "As your appointed mediator, I think we should come forth and pray on the matter. All of you come to the front and kneel in a semi-circle; you too Heaven." I put a hand on her shoulder and put pressure on her to kneel beside me, right beside me.   The girls gathered around, Heaven was on her knees only inches from my crotch with her eyes flickering from my hard cock (I'm giving strong consideration to slamming that bastard in the middle of the US Tax Code to make it calm down) to my eyes. Soon I was in the center of a waist-level sea of slightly swaying female heads.   "Let us pray," I intoned. "Lord, guide us and give us strength to be true to ourselves, have faith in the gifts of insight, determination, and self-worth you have given us. Also, give us the vision to see what is wrong, the knowledge to understand when we hear things that are nonsense, and the will to forge past those words so that we find our own voice. In Jesus Christ's name we pray; Amen." "Amen," the girls said, at varying volumes and with varying conviction. They were all there, on their knees, staring at me. I swear to God, if one of them had 'Bahhed, I'd have died on the spot. "Okay, who believes I'm more qualified to teach this class than Heaven?" I began. Two girls started to raise their hands then self-consciously reversed direction. "You are all correct; I am totally unqualified to teach this class. I am totally unqualified to tell any of you to do virtually anything. I don't know more about life than any of the rest of you do. At eighteen, I'm younger than most of you. I'm a guy, nothing more. You ladies don't need me. Really, do any of you have any need of me whatsoever?" "Sex," blurted out of the mouth of Ruth, one of the senior club members. No one said anything for a few seconds. Okay, I could deal with this. "Fine, sex. With the Purity Pledge here, do any of you think you would need me for sex?" Twelve of the fourteen girls raised their hands; counting Heaven made it thirteen. I wanted to be anywhere else but in the deathtrap of my own creation. Screw that; I wanted to crawl into a deep, dark hole and pull the dirt in behind me. "We hear you are really good at it," Benios tried to explain things to me. "Brandi told us all about blowjobs. Those seem safe enough with the Pledge," Michelle added. Heaven started snickering at my expense. "All right, everyone," Heaven raised her voice as she stood up, accidentally squeezing my cock through my pants as she did so, "let's get started, and if no one screws up today, we can have Thursday's class in Zane's bedroom." We finished the last class for the day and started leaving our outdoor classroom when Ruth put her hand on my lower arm. "Zane, does a blowjob violate the Purity Pledge?" she asked. That wasn't really what she was asking. Why would I know the specifics of a pledge that everyone knew I hadn't taken? No, what she was asking was if she could experiment with oral sex with me. The other girls were not so surreptitiously hanging around for the answer. "Honestly, I don't believe that fellatio is an acceptable alternative to vaginal sex unless it includes cunnilingus," I bullshitted. I believed that, but I was hoping the lingo would buy me an exit. "What?" Ruth stammered. "Oh, I know that," Michelle giggled. "Fellatio is when you take a man's phallus and put it in your mouth, and cunnilingus is when a man puts his mouth, down there," she pointed at her crotch. "Zane, do you do that too? Put your mouth, Ruth hounded me. "Sure," I confessed. "Every man should, but in reality, it is more than tongue work", I wiggled my tongue, "but finger work too. All you have to do is think how your fingers feel down there, except this time they are under someone else's control and you have a strong, flexible muscle added to the mix." I instantly knew I was missing something with this audience. "You touch yourself; right?" I questioned. By many of the guilty looks, I could tell that most of the class had, but a surprising number hadn't, Ruth included. "I never have," Ruth replied. "I was afraid I'd stop being a virgin." I nodded, walked over to the closest tree, and banged my head against it. "That's enough for today," Heaven intervened. "We can pick up this wonderful, non-orienteering discussion next time." She ushered me away. I was rather thankful to get away and into the company of someone I trusted. "Are you ready for tonight?" "You mean am I waiting to pack your tight ass and drag my fingernails over your back until I draw blood? Yes," I grinned down at her. "Evil!" she giggled. "You are sinister, vile, and an aberration to all that is pure in the world." "Well, you are purely wonderful," I countered. "So is this a case of opposites attract?" "Do you like to see me that way?" my transvestite lover teased. "Your legs on my shoulders as I drive into you; on your hands and knees; you looking down at me as you slide down that first time, your ass cheeks bouncing, with my hands kneading them as you face away, but most of all, with your head on my chest, asleep, your hair spilling over your eyes as you lay there, that's the best," I related. "How can you be lusty and sweet at the same time?" she murmured. "It's how you make me feel, Heaven," I explained. "It is no mystery, you are that good to me." "Best boyfriend ever," she whispered, as she hugged my arm tight. On the final approach to Heaven's dorm, she gave me a nudge. "So, how did you beat the ten-second rule?" Heaven prodded me. "We have a ten-second rule?" I questioned. "We don't, silly; it's Hope's rule," Heaven grinned. "No one holds her for more than ten seconds. She has, had proximity issues." "We were intimate," I pointed out. "That probably helps." "I hope so," Heaven laughed. "The first time Christina and I barged into her room, we found ourselves staring down the barrel of a gun. Chastity was her roommate and she nearly freaked because she didn't know Hope had an automatic, much less slept with one under her pillow." "Note to self: never climb in Hope's window looking for a midnight hook-up," I sighed. "Hey," Heaven playfully grumbled, "if you are crawling in anyone's window for some late-night booty, it had better be my window and my booty you are after, Mister." "Or what?" I teased. "Are we back to me being in a deep, dark hole, you with the only key, dressed up for me in black strips of leather?" That description dated back to our first day on campus together when she hated my very existence. "Bitch," Heaven growled with frustrated desire. "I'll see you at the car in ten minutes, then." I gave a double pump of the eyebrows and left. We had been invited by Officer Danica Campbell of the Lancaster PD for a barbeque so we could get reacquainted. It was something Heaven was really looking forward to (not that I minded). Danica's house needed a little yard work but was otherwise an unremarkable ranch style house with an attached carport. Heaven's hands kept fluttering at her sides and straightening out her skirt. Me; I was in a long-sleeved pull-over and jeans and was having a much easier time of it emotionally. My only problem was our timetable; I had to be back before nine. We could smell the burning charcoal from the front yard but I indicated to Heaven that we weren't friends enough to simply walk around back unannounced. We rang the doorbell, then rang it again. Heaven was going for a third, nervous try when Danica opened the door. "Hey, you two, come on in," she greeted us, and stepped aside so we could enter. The first aura I detected in Danica's home was of benign neglect; the house was inhabited but no one actually lived here. Everything looked old but not worn, except for one chair and the cabinet around the TV which had VHS tapes (?) and scores of DVDs from the past ten years. Danica was in a lumberjack shirt, jeans, and deck shoes with a noticeable lack of bra, panties, and socks. "I'm glad you two showed up," Danica said, talking to us as we followed her through the living room to the kitchen. We could see the grill cooking away on a concrete patio through a sliding glass door. "I almost showed up last night," Heaven blurted out, then looked mortified. "You would have had to wait a while," Danica joked. "I worked last night." "I would have put her to sleep on the doorstep, covered her in a blanket, and given her a garden gnome to use as a pillow," I joked. Heaven blushed furiously and punched me in the arm. "Be careful, Mister Braxton," Danica threatened me with a wink, "I have handcuffs, pepper spray, and a taser, behave." I was hoping that comical exchange would have reduced the tension. It almost worked. As Danica opened the sliding glass door, she turned to say something. I have no idea what it was that got into her but at that point, Heaven threw herself at our hostess, wrapped her arms around Danica's neck, and kissed the lady cop. Danica staggered out the door onto the patio, grabbed the doorsill before they toppled over, and after her obvious moment of panic, put her other arm around Heaven's waist. Third Wheel Syndrome was kicking in for a while as the two kept tickling each other's tonsils and rubbing their bodies together. "I, ah, wanted to kiss you since I talked to you on the phone," Heaven finally said. Danica stroked a finger along Heaven's left earlobe, wiggling it back and forth. "Mission accomplished," Danica smiled. "You don't date much, do you? That's not a condemnation; it's just, you have a raw intensity I haven't seen in a while. I like it." Heaven looked ready to dive into another lip frenzy when our hostess held her up. "Let's check on the grill, unless you like your pork chops and chicken burnt as hard as the coals that made 'em." Heaven gave Danica enough lead to make it to the grill and open it up. My friend coughed and choked as the smoke billowed out; it was Heaven's first outdoor barbeque, or at least the first that didn't involve a professional pit master and a whole steer. "Give her some room," I cautioned Heaven. "I hear those things are hot." It was my first time too, but they had similar things in Thailand so I wasn't totally lost. Eventually, I was forced to wrap my arms around Heaven from behind to keep her from bouncing all over the place. Her enthusiasm didn't bother me; she was fun and felt she had a lot of catching up to do. We chatted about her work and our school machinations. Danica made a crack about me and women putting me on my back, funny like a crutch. We gathered in her living room; it was the only room that had the seats to meet our needs with the meat, coleslaw, hush puppies, and lima beans to eat. There was the promise of sherbet if dinner didn't fill us up. Things were going so smoothly that I almost missed Danica's little ploy. "Heaven, since you are getting a beer, would you get me one too," Danica off-handedly mentioned. We were finishing up the meal and washing it down with the appropriate beverage, lemonade in my case and beer in theirs. "Sure," Heaven smiled warmly, and off she went. She didn't hear Danica get up and follow her into the kitchen, though Danica did give me a wink. The moment Heaven pulled the two lagers out of the refrigerator, Danica slipped up behind her and pressed her body into Heaven's. For a second, Heaven thought it was me and was looking over her shoulder to chastise me. I was following but was hanging back. "Zane, then she noticed it was Danica, "Huh?" "Hey, Precious," Danica purred to her, "it seems your hands are occupied;" gesturing to the beer in each. Danica stretched her arms around and cupped Heaven's breasts and began massaging them. Heaven tried to twist around but Danica didn't let her. She bit into Heaven's neck instead, sucking up and down from ear to shoulder. "The last time you snuck up on me; now it is my turn. How does it feel?" Danica continued. She pressed Heaven up against the refrigerator door, grinding her there for a while before letting Heaven turn and faced her. "It feels good," Heaven gulped, "but I know some other things I want to do to you that are better." Danica answered that by sensually sliding down Heaven's body until she was kneeling. From there she lifted Heaven's skirt, pulled down her double panties and started making kissing/slurping noises that made Heaven shudder in anticipation. Danica was bobbing in a slow, languid style that was pushing the tranny toward her own internal blaze. I saw the opportunity to come up and relieve Heaven of her beers before she dropped them. Heaven's hands dropped immediately to Danica's head and trembled with the desire to push Danica farther and farther down her cock. Danica held her off, having more blowjob experience than Heaven and I combined. I took the time offered to remove all our shirts and Heaven's bra before alternating kissing Danica's neck and back while playing with her tits, and going to Heaven and kissing her and teasing her nipples with my teeth. She was over-eager and was tapping Danica's crown inside a minute, indicating the shortness of her fuse. Heaven gave a muted squeak followed by, "Oh, God, that's so fucking good, take it, oh, God, take it!" Danica did a masterful job of soaking up everything Heaven had to give and draining her dry afterwards. Danica had to hold Heaven's hips to stop my lover from sliding to the ground on her ass. "I think we will all be passing on the sherbet," Danica grinned while licking her lips. Heaven nodded, first shakily but soon with much more assurance. I kicked off my shoes in my own endorsement of this plan and we were soon all migrating to Danica's bedroom. Heaven, new to the romantic aspects of sexuality, dove straight onto the bed and shimmied out of her skirt. Danica and I stopped at the foot of said bed and shed our pants (and underwear for me). As Heaven looked at us, I pulled Danica's hair aside and began kissing her from right beneath her ear down to the nape of her neck. Danica responded by pressing her backside into me and gyrating her ass on my crotch. Danica ran her left hand behind her back and began moving it sensually along my stomach to the base of my cock and up again. Her right hand stroked my thigh and hip on the other side. I countered by moving my left to her left breast, mauling it but leaving the nipple unmolested for now. My right hand went in a serpentine fashion to her crotch and hovered right above her clitoris. We played tag with our intimate parts long enough for Danica to start sweating and moaning against me. "Why aren't you married, again?" she snickered. "Oh, yeah, you being eighteen and all." "Are you too much woman for one man?" I countered. "Actually, I've been looking for someone special," she confessed, but she wasn't looking at me when she said it. That wasn't lost on Heaven either; her jaw dropped. "Don't freak," Danica reassured her. "I know we don't have much in common, I'm a townie and you're a rich girl from somewhere else, but we have until spring if you want to hang out." It took Heaven a few moments to digest that. "I'd like that, Danica; I'd like that a lot," she smiled. "Well, I'd like it if you came over here and kissed me before your boyfriend drives me totally nuts," Danica teased her. Heaven got on her knees and waddled to the end of the bed to join us. "Wait," Heaven said at the last second, eyes wide with surprise. "I have a boyfriend and a girlfriend, I rock!" and then she dove into Danica's lips. Danica was propelled into me by Heaven's passionate embrace. She reciprocated by moving her hand off my hip and onto Heaven's semi-rigid cock. Heaven's phallus hardened quickly enough and she upped the tempo by buoying up her breasts and initiating a nipple fight between her tits and Danica's, wow, a freaking advantage I hadn't thought of. "Let s, Danica gulped for air " get on, the bed. I want some, of this, in me," she pulled on Heaven's cock. Oh, yeah, this was the Heaven-Danica show and I was second fiddle, and I felt it was glorious. 'You are known not by what you do but by what you leave behind,' or so yet another saying goes. Danica and Heaven were happy with one another, even if only for a little while. That 'while' included Heaven retreating up the bed as Danica followed and I pursued her. "Have you been a good girl?" Danica quizzed Heaven. "Do we need a condom?" clarified the issue. "No, no, I've only been with Zane," Heaven answered. "That's hardly a ringing endorsement for safe sex," Danica chuckled. "Damn, that's just cold," I groaned. "For your information, if my partner wasn't a virgin, she was someone I know intimately." "So you are not doing it with that Warlord chick living in your house now?" Danica persisted. "How do you even know about that? It happened Sunday," I wondered. "Zane," Danica sighed patiently, "I'm a cop and your house is like two miles away." "Can we get back to concentrating on the sex?" Heaven grumbled. "I'll wear a condom if you want. I'll wear a harem girl outfit if you want, as long as it leads to sex with you." "That won't be, necessary," Danica murmured as she positioned Heaven's cock between her labia then began to push down. I was working out what my place in this could be when I spotted the bottle of lubricant (generic) boldly sitting on Danica's nightstand, not very subtle at all. I shifted over, got the bottle, then got around behind them once more. "Can I join in?" I asked. "I trust you," Danica purred. Silly her; I'm behind her with a source of lube and a passion to use it. I poured some out on Danica's cleft and let it ooze down toward her cunt. I let it cascade over three fingers before sealing it up again. With my left hand, I began working a finger into Danica's anus, and with my right, I worked another into Heaven's. "Oh," Danica grunted, as I slipped past her sphincter. Heaven's response was to moan sensually. It took me a little while to not only work a finger in but a second one in as well; then the fun began. With Heaven, I began both pumping and making a series of circular motions; with Danica, though, I pressed down until I was counter-massaging Heaven's cock through the walls of her rectum and cunt. "Oh, my fucking God!" shouted Danica. "That feels great; she's really grinding against me." "Keep that up," gasped Heaven. "I, I can feel your fingers." Okay, I got this one right. I could also feel the sympathetic impulses growing between Danica's vaginal walls and Heaven's cock; they weren't going to last long. Drilling Heaven's butthole in rapid-fire fashion sent her crashing ahead of the wave. "Dan, Dan, Danica, Hell, yeah!" Heaven screamed as she slammed upward into the lady cop. Danica's back bowed and a low growling noise reverberated through her body. Both tried to use their anal muscles to grind my finger bones together; for the orgasms they were riding through, it was worth it. Danica shivered through one last orgasmic burst then settled gently down on Heaven. Heaven reached around with her arms and ran them up and down Danica's back. Our hostess pushed off her lover's body with her elbows on the mattress and kissed her nose. "That felt wonderful," she smiled down at Heaven. Heaven didn't immediately respond. "Is something wrong?" Danica worried. "I, um, it was really nice, Danica, but, Heaven worked through the words. "But?" Danica asked. "But I think I'm into guys," Heaven gave her worried confession. "I'm sorry; what we did felt good but what sent me over the top was, " "Oh," Danica seemed to deflate. "Hold on," I intervened, even as my fingers were still slowly working them both. "Heaven, you liked Danica's blowjob; right?" "Yes. It was wonderful," Heaven brightened up. "She's, you are, she looked into Danica's eyes " the best I've ever had." "Still, you like it up your ass, don't you?" I prodded. Heaven bit her lip and rolled her head to the side. Danica pushed herself onto all fours and sighed. "Well, damn," she sighed, "I was sort of hoping, " "Danica, would you consider screwing Heaven's ass? Giving it a chance?" I hazarded. "I'd give it a shot," Danica replied after a moment's hesitation. Being with a girl was new; being with a transgender was new; and now being the driving force in anal sex was going to be new too. "I'll get dressed and go out to the car," I winked. "Surprise, surprise; I worried something like this would happen so I brought a few things along." I was afraid that when I got back from the car with my backpack holding the strap-on, that a chill would have set in. I shouldn't have worried; Danica was surprisingly passionate and Heaven was sheer surprise itself. They were cuddled face to face exchanging small kisses and stroking each other's hair. "I just want you both to know," Danica held up a warding hand, "if that thing is longer than my arm, I'm calling this off." I presented the device for her approval and while it could be intimidating, it wasn't scarier than Heaven's normal equipment. "I'm glad that's going into you and not me," Danica ended up teasing Heaven. Not to be outdone, Heaven rolled onto her stomach and wiggled her upraised ass in the air. "Oh, she's begging for it," Danica laughed. "Yes, she does, and if you think that's sweet, imagine how nice it is to wake up with her ramming that pole in while riding you," I painted the picture. "Is there any position she doesn't like?" Danica inquired. "I'm right here, my ass up in the air. Please, somebody do something," Heaven whined. "Not that I know of," I ignored Heaven's plea. "You could try it in the shower, bent over the sofa, heels up in the La-Z-Boy, or hanging from the pull-up bar, she's quite strong." "Oh, hmm, thanks, Zane; I'll explore those opportunities," Danica grinned. "Hello, ass here, needs stuffing," Heaven became more insistent. "She's shameless," Danica teased happily. "Absolutely," I laughed, "but if one of us doesn't fulfill her needs real soon, violence will ensue." "Zane, you warm her up and I'll figure out how to put this thing on," Danica instructed me as she took hold of her sexual toy. "About damn time," Heaven panted as I worked my first finger in again. I'd oiled up several fingers before handing the lube to Danica to prepare her artificial cock with. Heaven's anus was already pliable from our activity so it took only two minutes to work the second and third finger in. By that time, both Danica and Heaven were ready. "This is weird," Danica mumbled, as she placed her phallic head against Heaven's sphincter. "Let me know if this, she got out before Heaven pushed back and gasped. "Doesn't that hurt?" "Makes me feel full," Heaven gasped. "Push." Danica did indeed push, and spanked Heaven for good measure. Now that I was freed up again, I elected to recline beside Heaven and watch her get fucked by Danica. Heaven and I made eye contact; that totally free, blissful look was exceptionally special for me. I'd seen Heaven afraid far too often. I'd seen her furious far too often as well. "Zane," Heaven perked up, "get over here. I want your cock. I want it coming and going." "Revenge," taunted Danica. Heaven and I had given Officer Campbell simultaneous oral and anal sex, and now Heaven was getting the same treatment. I sat my ass on the pillow in front of Heaven's face, legs spread wide. She grabbed my cock in both hands (my cock is so massive, its ability to block out the Sun often cows primitive tribes, or maybe Heaven has small hands) and yanked it forward somewhat painfully until she could lick the tip. "Come on, Zane," Danica egged me on, "take hold of her head and fuck her like a cheap slut." A shudder passed head to foot through Heaven's body and she gave out a small sob. "Heaven," I asked cautiously, "do you want to stop?" "I'm being fucked like a slut, Zane," she replied tearfully. "I'm being fucked like a slut." You never know with some people. Danica gave me a worried look so I gave her a quick smile and a nod. Heaven wanted to be a woman, but almost as important was that she wanted to be seen and treated like a woman. It may have played out in Heaven's imagination that she had gone to some seedy bar looking all hot and sexy, then a couple had picked her up so they could treat her like a bad little girl. I raised my hips, feeding more of my cock into Heaven's mouth. "Spank your bitch's ass," I teased Danica. She responded by alternating noisy but not very painful slaps to our tranny's buttocks. Heaven wanted the tease, not the real pain, and Danica was right there for her. Once we had a good rhythm going, I could feel Danica's cock slamming at its deepest impact, Heaven squirming and squealing with the pleasure and her tongue and throat swirling around my oral intrusion. She slurped and sucked desperately while a small amount of drool marked her cheek and jaw. Heaven began making whimpering noises along with the grunts when Danica drove in deeper. All the sizzling sex I'd been forced (yeah, right) to watch sent me over the edge first. "Heaven, babe, here it comes," I chanted several times before I finally did shoot gobs and gobs, so much it shot out her nose and mouth. Okay, not really that much, but I certainly felt some relief. &l

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Happy Football Friday Edition of the Program!! This week should feel bigger than it is and that's not the only thing that stinks about it. This is the last time the Buckeyes will play Penn State until 2028. Ryan Day wants us and the team to think it's a big game though. It's Jim Knowles return to The Shoe. The Baltimore Ravens proved they're still a dangerous football team. Toronto can win the World Series tonight. It's an elimination weekend in CFB and my how Nebraska has fallen. The Browns on a bye and the Bengals taking on the Bears. Tim May, Doug Lesmerises, What's Up, Learned and Earned, Thing or Not a Thing, Know the Scores and 3 Things to a Buckeye Victory

Dr. Tim Cummins   Dr. Tim Cummins/Infinity Wellness Center Dr. Tim Cummins has been in the health and wellness space since 1992. Earned his bachelor's degree in sports medicine and then continued on to chiropractic school where he graduated with honors in 1999. After establishing a successful family practice, Dr. Cummins dove into research and […]

You finally did the thing — got the promotion, hit the goal, made it through another hard week — but instead of feeling proud, you're already asking, "What's next?" Why is it so hard to just pause and celebrate yourself?My client Kristi became CFO after 3 years of working toward it. When she told me, she said, "So I guess that means I'm officially the CFO"—like she'd just completed another Tuesday task. No excitement. No pride. Just... what's next?If you're someone who keeps raising the bar higher every time you reach it, you're not alone. Most high-achieving women were taught that humility and hustle matter more than satisfaction. So even when you've earned the right to rest or be proud, it feels... uncomfortable. Like celebrating might make you lazy, or ungrateful, or seen as "too much."Journal Prompts:What's the last thing you accomplished that you didn't celebrate?When you think about celebrating it, what thought immediately follows?If your child achieved the same thing, what would you tell them to believe about their worth?What are you afraid might happen if you actually celebrated your wins?These 10 minutes will help you see how the pattern started—and what it's costing you. Not just celebration, but the ability to feel successful no matter what you accomplish.Resources Mentioned:Calm Mind Blueprint: http://www.samanthapenkoff.com/calm-mind-pod90 min Breakthrough Intensives: (We get to the root of what keeps you performing instead of enjoying. You leave with a custom plan to feel fulfilled at work and present at home. Plus a 30-minute follow-up call 2 weeks later.) https://www.samanthapenkoff.com/offers/LN9xep94Work with me:Free Clarity Call: https://calendly.com/samanthasays/clarity-callPrivate coaching - 2 spots left: https://www.samanthapenkoff.com/privatecoachingConnect: Instagram | Facebook | Reply to my newsletter

Roman Cyganov is a serial entrepreneur and AI strategist with 10 years of experience turning frontier ideas into investor-backed ventures. As Founder & CEO of Antix, creator of the hyper-realistic, AI-driven digital-human and content engine AIGE, he is redefining how brands such as Warner Bros., HBO, EA Sports, and Tencent deliver immersive content and personalized experiences. Under his leadership, Antix has:Earned #2 in Machine Learning and #3 in Generative AI at the 2024 Startups of the Year awards.Showcased its flagship digital human “Helisa” on billboards from Times Square to Tokyo.Been named among the Top 10 innovators shaping metaverse avatars and digital fashion.

Roman Cyganov is a serial entrepreneur and AI strategist with 10 years of experience turning frontier ideas into investor-backed ventures. As Founder & CEO of Antix, creator of the hyper-realistic, AI-driven digital-human and content engine AIGE, he is redefining how brands such as Warner Bros., HBO, EA Sports, and Tencent deliver immersive content and personalized experiences. Under his leadership, Antix has:Earned #2 in Machine Learning and #3 in Generative AI at the 2024 Startups of the Year awards.Showcased its flagship digital human “Helisa” on billboards from Times Square to Tokyo.Been named among the Top 10 innovators shaping metaverse avatars and digital fashion.

In this episode host Melissa Franks takes you behind the scenes of her entrepreneurial journey. From losing her job and starting over as a single mom with no plan, to building a thriving seven-figure company in just two years.Melissa shares the 10 most important lessons she's learned along the way. The real, unfiltered truths about what it takes to go from surviving to thriving in business.You'll learn:Why every entrepreneur starts clueless (and why that's okay)The power of finding the helpers and surrounding yourself with the right peopleHow to try everything until something works and when to stopWhat it means to redefine your destination as your business evolvesHow to process losses without wallowingWhy you must ignore the critics and stop lying to yourselfThe importance of celebrating every win (no matter how small)And why it's totally fine and sometimes necessary to go dark and build quietlyThis episode is equal parts reflection, motivation, and reality check for anyone who's building something from scratch. Whether you're just getting started or in the thick of growth, Melissa's insights will remind you that you're not alone and that success is always on the other side of struggle.Tune in to hear:What two years of grit, growth, and chaos have really taught one fractional COO about business, resilience, and reinvention. To learn more about On Call COO visit https://www.melissafranks.comConnect with Melissa: Watch the Episodes on Youtube Instagram: instagram.com/melissa_franks Schedule a call: melissafranks.com

Jimmy Wales, founder of Wikipedia and the Wikimedia Foundation, joins Edelman's Richard Edelman to discuss how one of the world's most visited platforms has maintained trust in an era of misinformation, polarization, and AI-generated content. Drawing from his new book, “The Seven Rules of Trust,” Jimmy shares lessons on transparency, neutrality, and purpose.

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You earned that certification. Now what? If you're like most professionals, you invested time and money into leveling up your expertise... only to let that shiny new credential sit quietly in your inbox, in your bank statement, rather than on your LinkedIn profile. Sound familiar? In this episode of Rooted in Revenue, I'm sharing the exact 14-day launch plan I use with clients to transform professional certifications into credibility, conversations, and clients. What you'll learn: Why the first 48 hours after certification are critical (and what to update first) The "badge reality check" that could be killing your credibility How one announcement postcard generated 10 quality conversations The LinkedIn "position hack" that notifies your entire network A complete checklist to implement in just 2 hours Whether you just completed training, earned a designation, or achieved any professional milestone, this episode gives you the roadmap to maximize your ROI. Episode highlights: [2:00] The trust signal you're not using effectively [5:00] Why print marketing still works in 2025 [8:00] Your 14-day certification launch plan [10:00] The part-time position trick for LinkedIn visibility Stop letting your credentials collect dust. It's time to make them work as hard as you did to earn them.

In this episode of Earned, CreatorIQ CMO Brit Starr sits down with Alisa Metzger, co-founder of INNBEAUTY Project, to explore her journey from leading roles at beauty giants like L'Oréal and La Prairie to building her own clean, vegan, affordable skincare brands. Alisa shares how her passion for beauty and marketing fueled the creation of INNBEAUTY Project with co-founder Jen Shane, and how they're redefining customer engagement in a rapidly evolving market. You'll hear how INNBEAUTY Project emerged to fill a critical gap in skincare—blending scientific rigor with storytelling to create meaningful connections. Despite launching amid the global pandemic, Alisa's focus on authenticity, innovation, and quality helped both brands thrive. She also breaks down the power of strategic partnerships, from collaborations with Sephora to working with creators who truly embody the brand's values. Tune in to celebrate the women shaping the future of beauty. Alisa's story is one of resilience, creativity, and purpose—a testament to how innovation and genuine storytelling can spark lasting impact across the industry. In this episode, you'll learn: How INNBEAUTY produces content based on product performance and customer feedback, not trends. The importance of partnering with creators based on relevance and making sure they have authentic connections to the product. Why customer education creates deeper brand affinity than hype. Connect with the Guest: Alisa's LinkedIn - @alisa-metzger-3301489 Connect with Brit Starr & CreatorIQ: Brit's LinkedIn - @britmccorquodale CreatorIQ LinkedIn - @creatoriq Follow us on social: CreatorIQ YouTube - @CreatorIQOfficial CreatorIQ Instagram - @creatoriq CreatorIQ TikTok - @creator.iq CreatorIQ Twitter - @CreatorIQ

What if your business could make half a million dollars… while you were on vacation? In this episode, real estate entrepreneur Dean Rogers shares how he built a business that earned $500K in 32 days while he was completely unplugged, spending time with his family in Hawaii. Dean opens up about how he went from being tied to every part of his company to finally creating a self-sustaining, system-driven business that runs without him. Alongside Stratton Brown, the two dive deep into how entrepreneurs can scale their income and freedom simultaneously, breaking down the systems, leadership principles, and mindset shifts that separate high earners from high performers. Whether you're building your first business or looking to step away from day-to-day operations, this episode will teach you how to design your company for profit, freedom, and peace of mind.

Christopher grew up and attended school in Norman, OK. Earned his MBA in 1990 and his MA in National Security and Strategic Studies in 2004 (recertified in 2013). Joined the US Navy and went active on 14 Feb 1993. Deployed with the US Marine Corps twice, including Iraq in 2006. Served on the 7th Fleet Staff during 9/11. He served on 3 Combatant Command staffs: US Forces Korea (Subunified), USSTRATCOM, and USAFRICOM. His last duty was with NATO HQ ACT in Norfolk, VA. After retirement, he moved to East Tennessee in 2021. Loric earned multiple military awards, including Defense Meritorious Service Medal (4x), Meritorious Service Medal (2x), and Navy/Marine Corps Commendation Medal (4x), along with other service and deployed awards. Married to a wonderful Lady, Sirirug.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-x-zone-radio-tv-show--1078348/support.Please note that all XZBN radio and/or television shows are Copyright © REL-MAR McConnell Meda Company, Niagara, Ontario, Canada – www.rel-mar.com. For more Episodes of this show and all shows produced, broadcasted and syndicated from REL-MAR McConell Media Company and The 'X' Zone Broadcast Network and the 'X' Zone TV Channell, visit www.xzbn.net. For programming, distribution, and syndication inquiries, email programming@xzbn.net.We are proud to announce the we have launched TWATNews.com, launched in August 2025.TWATNews.com is an independent online news platform dedicated to uncovering the truth about Donald Trump and his ongoing influence in politics, business, and society. Unlike mainstream outlets that often sanitize, soften, or ignore stories that challenge Trump and his allies, TWATNews digs deeper to deliver hard-hitting articles, investigative features, and sharp commentary that mainstream media won't touch.These are stories and articles that you will not read anywhere else.Our mission is simple: to expose corruption, lies, and authoritarian tendencies while giving voice to the perspectives and evidence that are often marginalized or buried by corporate-controlled media

This Week's Show | Montreal's Net Front Battle: Why Dobes Has Earned the CreaseSegment 1 | Week in Review, Habs News, League News⦁ Kirby Dach returns to the lineup.⦁ Bad news for the Canadiens offense.⦁ Canadiens' prospects thriving in the NCAA.Segment 2 | Montembeault's Struggles and Dobes' Surge: What It Means for the Habs' NetGoaltender Jakub Dobes' eye-opening start to the season has ramifications for Sam Montembeault and for the Montreal Canadiens' crease going forward.Segment 3 | Have Your SayCanadiens upcoming events.Canadiens Connection question of the week: Which Habs goaltender gives you more confidence right now — and why?Listener's texts and emails.Get the Canadiens Connection!Use our single link here to subscribe to the Canadiens Connection your favorite podcast app.Be sure to follow @habsconnection on Twitter, Facebook, InstagramA new episode of the Canadiens Connection podcast is available weekly on Saturday afternoon. Missed an episode? You can download every episode of the Canadiens Connection HERE.Canadiens Connection on Rocket Sports RadioThank you for listening to the Canadiens Connection. This engaging podcast connects Habs fans with their beloved team from a plugged-in source they know and trust.Canadiens Connection is hosted by Rick Stephens (@RocketSports) with Amy Johnson (@FlyersRule). This talented team of credentialed journalists come together to share their valued insight.

You've built the career. Earned the title. Checked all the boxes. So why does success feel like you're wearing someone else's skin?If you've ever felt the weight of a job title that no longer fits, or sensed a growing gap between who you are and what you do, this episode is your permission slip to explore what's underneath. Raj opens up about his own identity crisis as a CEO—and the vision quest that helped him separate the labels others gave him from the truth of who he really is.In this episode, you'll discover:• Why the identities we didn't choose often create the most suffering in our lives• What happens when you write down every label you've ever carried (and why this exercise changes everything)• How to distinguish between the roles you were given and the ones you actually chose• Why "I am" without any label attached might be more powerful than you think• The difference between sourcing power from titles vs. sourcing it from soul• How letting go of "CEO" opened up a more authentic way to lead • Why expanding beyond one audience (cancer patients) actually aligned him with his true mission• What humility and vulnerability have to do with stepping into your real identityHere's the truth: You are so much more than your resume, your role, or what people call you.The labels you carry either liberate you or trap you—and most of us don't realize we have a choice. If you're navigating a career transition, feeling misaligned in your work, or sensing there's a more authentic version of yourself waiting to emerge, this conversation will help you see the path forward.Listen to the full episode to learn how to reclaim your identity and build a life that's truly yours.Connect with Raj:Website: http://www.rajjana.com/Newsletter – Sign up here: https://www.rajjana.com/staygrounded/Instagram: @raj_janaSpotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/22Hrw6VWfnUSI45lw8LJBPYouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@raj_janaiTunes: https://podcasts.apple.com/rs/podcast/stay-grounded-with-raj-jana/id1318038490Legal Disclaimer: The information and opinions discussed in this podcast are for educational and entertainment purposes only. The host and guests are not medical or mental health professionals, and their advice should not be a substitute for seeking professional help. Any action taken based on the information presented is strictly at your own risk. The podcast host and their guests shall have neither liability nor responsibility to any person or entity with respect to any loss, damage, or injury caused or alleged to be caused directly or indirectly by information shared in this podcast. Consult your physician before making any changes to your mental health treatment or lifestyle. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Happy Football Friday Edition of the Program!! We are having fun with this OSU Football Season and you should be too. Inside the NBA voiced their thoughts on the NBA Betting and Poker Game Scandal. Matt Patricia and Mark Pantoni filled in on the Ryan Day Show yesterday. NFL in Ohio this week. Doug Lesmerises, Tim May, Shelley Time with Jody Shelley, What's Up, Learned and Earned, Thing or Not a Thing, Know the Scores and 3 Things

Most leaders think they're self-aware—but 87% are missing the critical skill that separates good leaders from exceptional ones. Dr. Joel Pérez, leadership development expert and author of "Dear White Leader," reveals how cultural humility and true self-awareness transform your leadership effectiveness.

Of course this episode is an angel number!  Today I share with you our journey to The Kelly Clarkson Show along with the article about us for the Today Show. Big takeaways are: Are you ready for your miracle moment? How to create this for yourself. A crash course in PR from my years partnering with some of the best PR agencies out there. Earned media vs. paid media- and how to leverage. I also invite you to my brand new Masterclass,  The Capacity Gap™ happening live on November 5th that I don't want you to miss.  Register here: https://www.doreenkorba.com/thecapacitygapmasterclass This episode and The Kelly Clarkson show interview is a result of me uncovering my own capacity gap years ago and how to close it.  It will change the game. If you enjoy the podcast, you will LOVE my monthly membership.  Stay one month or forever, it's your dose of weekly masterclasses and over 140 trainings waiting to transform your body and mind.  Join us here: Millionaires in the Making Membership

Today, we talk about how the Airbnb at the Holler Hub became a real revenue stream — what's working, what isn't, and what we've learned along the way. If you've ever thought about turning a space on your property into income, this one's for you. We'll also cover our usual Monday segments. Featured Event Farm to Table Dinner Friday, November 15 Basecamp Lodge, Lancaster, TN Join us for an unforgettable evening featuring a full-course dinner sourced entirely from Tennessee farms. Real, local food, cooked from scratch, and shared in community. Sponsors AgoristTaxAdvice.com/LFTN – Helping entrepreneurs, homesteaders, and freedom-minded folks handle taxes the smart way.   StrongRootsResources.com – Homestead design, consulting, and high-quality plants to help you build resilient systems that last. LFTN Stocking Exchange Time is running out to sign up! We'll assign your Secret Stocking Santa on November 1, so don't miss out on this fun community tradition. Sign Up Here Tales from the Prepper Pantry Lambs came in, lambs went out! Processing and rotation are in full swing. Time to harvest the sweet potatoes. The restackening of the firewood has begun — getting ready for cold weather. Starting to tap into the canned goods, especially green beans. Made powdered sugar from regular sugar after realizing I forgot to buy it. Frugality Tip I like a little lemon juice in my water. Some of those bottles pour out like a waterfall, which is wasteful and makes something I do not want to drink. So this is a hack and a tip in one. The cap from Worcestershire sauce bottles fits on a lot of other things, including every lemon juice bottle I have purchased. So keep the lids that help you regulate the amount of "stuff" coming out of a bottle so you do not end up wasting product. Happy savings y'all ~Margo Operation Independence The Airbnb has been renting well since we got back from SRF! It's great to see the Basecamp space generate steady revenue while serving the broader Holler Hub vision. Main Topic: Airbnb Revenue Stream – Lessons Learned Every property should have a purpose, not just be a payment. Turning Space Into a System The Airbnb wasn't about renting space — it was about keeping the Basecamp Lodge working for the mission.   Formerly a long-term rental ($1,600/month). Now a flexible, short-term system that:   Generates income when not used for training.   Brings new people into the Holler Hub community.   Connects us to potential partners and collaborators.   Tools like Airbnb and VRBO open us to audiences beyond LFTN, expanding both reach and opportunity. What's Working Booked every available weekend in October by opening to tourists during fall travel season.   Earned ~$650 in October while still hosting events — a deliberate tradeoff between revenue and flexibility.   Low cleaning fee + clear expectations → relaxed guests and repeat visitors.   Purposefully low nightly rate to earn initial 5-star reviews and build credibility.   Making meaningful connections with guests — one couple with 10 glampers in California, another moving to Tennessee for homesteading. Where It Got Messy One guest left it a wreck → 8 hours of cleanup.   Result: added language about cleaning expectations.   Next step: keep a vacuum for pet-friendly stays.   “Clean beats new every time.”   Set boundaries early: check-out policies, no parties, pet rules. Pricing & Positioning Set nightly rate (~$100) based on $3,000/month gross goal if fully booked.   Kept pricing low to reflect the space (one usable bedroom, not remodeled).   Using Airbnb's automated pricing to test how it behaves during peak season.   Cleaning service quote revealed current pricing barely covers costs — future plan to add modest cleaning fee.   Focus remains on mission-aligned guests first, not just volume bookings. Systems That Keep It Running Reset takes 45–60 minutes; double linens to avoid bottlenecks.   Pet stays add 1 hour for vacuuming and extra laundry.   Critical practice: always start cleaning immediately after checkout to stay ready for last-minute bookings.   Personal touch: greet guests, tell the Holler Hub story, collect feedback, and build relationships. How to Apply It Don't build the Taj-Ma-Rental — start minimum viable and test.   Clean trumps new every time.   The biggest mindset shift: being comfortable letting strangers on your land.   Most people with bad intentions aren't paying hundreds to sleep in your barn.   Reality Check Short-term rentals aren't easy money there's always time involved:   Responding to messages, building a guidebook, handling maintenance.   Be available when problems arise — or you'll hate the process.   The fast reset is key: handle the “yucky” stuff early so it never piles up. What's Next Goal: book events at Basecamp that aren't led by you — already in the works.   Next expansion: a miner's cabin/tent rental to diversify the property's offerings.   Each step builds toward the broader Holler Hub vision — systems that connect people, sustain the land, and generate reliable income. Every property should have a purpose, not just a payment. Make it a great week.   Make it a great week. GUYS! Don't forget about the cookbook, Cook With What You Have by Nicole Sauce and Mama Sauce.  Community Follow me on Nostr: npub1u2vu695j5wfnxsxpwpth2jnzwxx5fat7vc63eth07dez9arnrezsdeafsv Mewe Group: https://mewe.com/join/lftn Telegram Group: https://t.me/LFTNGroup Odysee: https://odysee.com/$/invite/@livingfree:b Resources Membership Sign Up Holler Roast Coffee Harvest Right Affiliate Link  

In this solo, I get real about the gap between who we say we want to be and how we're actually showing up. I walk you through my “mirror test” to evaluate your career, relationships, and self-leadership with radical honesty. We dig into what makes a woman truly promotable (before anyone gives her the title), why doing only what's in your job description won't move you up, and how to stop begging for outcomes you haven't built the habits to earn. If you're ready to become the woman you would hire, promote, date, and follow… this one will light a fire and give you a framework to act on it today. You'll learn: The exact questions I use to audit my professional standards, and why leadership begins long before the title. Why “doing your job” isn't grounds for elevation, and how initiatives and outcomes set you apart. The relationship litmus test: Would you date you? and how self-talk shapes who you attract. The mindset shift from “deserving” to earning, and why worthiness ≠ entitlement. How to visualize, then micro-act like your next-level self without burning your life down. Fitness, health, and holistic wellness for $22/month Interested in a luxury 1:1 online health coaching experience? Look no further than FENIX ATHLETICA, where we fuse science and soul for life-long transformation (inside AND out). LMNT is LMNT is a DELICIOUS, science-based electrolyte drink mix with everything you need and nothing you don't. No sugar. No coloring. No artificial ingredients. No gluten. No fillers. No BS. Head to drinklmnt.com/emdunc to get a FREE variety pack with your purchase! Follow me on Instagram Follow EMBody Radio on Instagram  

The internet isn't dead—it's haunted. This week, Gini Dietrich explores the “dead internet” theory and why bots now outnumber humans online, which changes how we plan, measure, and defend our brands.  You'll learn how to replace vanity metrics with human signals, ship proof-of-work content (original data, named experts, receipts), add provenance to your media, and rewire your PESO Model for verified attention. Highlights: Why dashboards glow while revenue stalls—and how to fix it Owned as your fortress: proof stack, schema, provenance Earned relationships that reduce uncertainty (and get the call) Shared in smaller rooms that create real conversation Paid that buys attention you can verify, not impressions you can't If you want to keep building trust and visibility in a ghosted web, this episode is your new playbook.

Billboards at $0.75 CPM. Streaming TV you can actually measure. Tim Rowe breaks down how to blend OOH + CTV to drop blended CAC, spark geo-lift, and build “living-room” brand equity—without massive budgets.Streaming has turned TV into a performance channel you can buy, cap, and measure like digital—often at CPMs rivaling or beating social. Tim explains how their ad server + pixel connect living-room exposure to down-funnel actions, with many brands seeing $3–$4 cost per visit and 3–4× higher conversion vs other traffic sources. On OOH, the overlooked arbitrage is static or digital boards priced like real estate: win by buying the biggest formats in the largest markets at the lowest biddable entry price, then engineer earned media (social virality) and geo-lift. Start with ~$5k for a real CTV test (smaller tests can still work as an add-on), measure blended CAC, branded search, and market-level lift, and let creative—not hyper-granular targeting—do the heavy lifting.GuestWebsite: https://cognitionads.com/LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/troweactualX (Twitter): https://x.com/oohinsiderTim's newsletter/resource hub: https://stateofstreaming.com/What You'll LearnWhy streaming made TV relevant again—and cheap ($1–$2 CPMs in some geos).How to attribute TV exposure → search → site visit → purchase within a 48-hour view-through window.The out-of-home (OOH) arbitrage: buying big signs in big markets for sub-$1 CPMs.How OOH + CTV lower blended CAC and lift branded search in target geographies.Practical first tests: budgets, pixels, frequency caps, creative, and geo measurement.Event playbooks: digital billboard trucks, rideshare screens, street teams, and QR flows.Targeting reality: on CTV, less targeting often wins—use creative as the filter.Retargeting on TV (yes): pixel site traffic and follow with CTV/audio/display.Timestamps & Chapters00:00 — Why TV is “back”: streaming CPMs and geo-targeted buys01:30 — Direct attribution: 48-hour view-through from TV → search → site → purchase03:45 — OOH primer: static vs digital, programmatic buys, and PMP tips06:05 — The arbitrage: big boards, big markets, tiny CPMs (often

On this 299th episode of Take Flight Weekly, I want to recognize all of you who are toggling between your life and your business and navigating an industry that never slows down. Will it ever be easy? No. But here's what I know for certain: you've earned the right to want things and achieve things. You've put in the work, you've weathered the storms, and now it's time to claim what's yours: clarity, fulfillment, and a business that is predictable, sustainable, and enjoyable. Over the past year, I've watched many of you wrestle with uncertainty—new compensation models, big industry changes, rising costs, new pressures, heightened expectations. But beneath the stress is something else: proof. Proof that you belong here. Proof that you've earned the right to design a business that rewards your expertise, not your exhaustion. In this episode, I walk you through the hard truths of what you've overcome: Working for months in a 100% commission environment with no financial reward until closing Tending to your family and friends while negotiating deals with stressed clients Rebuilding your systems, protecting your compensation, and staying composed when everyone else is overly emotional Caring for clients at all hours while trying to nurture your own mental and physical health Resisting the constant pull to compare yourself to others You've developed a craft that looks effortless because you've mastered what few ever will. Your value isn't in the transaction—it's in your consistency, your resilience, and your ability to lead with calm during chaos. We have entered a new chapter in this business. The hobbyist era is ending, and that's good news for true professionals. The transactional model is fading. The relationship model is the future. Your clients don't just want service; they want stewardship. They want you. That's why the rest of this year and into 2026 is about right-sizing: simplifying what no longer serves you and doubling down on what does. It's about moving from wide and shallow to narrow and deep. You've earned the right to stop proving yourself and start refining yourself. Here's your challenge this week: Decide what you want next—financially, personally, and relationally. Ambition is not arrogance. Commit to one decision that honors your growth; something that makes your business work for you instead of against you. Acknowledge how far you've come. Write down five moments this year that prove you've earned the right to want things and achieve things. Own them. You don't need permission to want more. You've already earned that right through every late night, every interrupted dinner, and every risk you've taken. Stop apologizing for your ambition. The life and business you want won't happen by luck—it will happen because you finally decide you're worthy of it. Re-listen to this. Make the decision. Claim it. You! Have Earned! The Right! To Want Things! And Achieve Things!

Happy Football Friday Edition of the Program!! 2nd half of the season starts for the Buckeyes tomorrow as they head to Madison for a date with Wisconsin. Hear from the 2 coaches. The Bengals got that Flacco Magic last night and the CBJ looked lifeless. Michigan did something we can get behind. We take a look at some of the biggest games of the CFB weekend. John Steppe of the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, Tim May, Doug Lesmerises, What's Up, Learned and Earned, Thing or Not a Thing, Know the Scores and 3 Things to a Buckeye Victory

Celebrating two years and 104 episodes, Tammy J. Bond drops a truth bomb: If your communication sounds like chaos, it's because your nervous system is leading the meeting, not your core leadership. This episode breaks down the concept of the "Calm Cascade"—how your internal regulation sets the emotional thermostat for the entire team. Tammy argues that emotional regulation is not a soft skill, but a crucial leadership strategy. When you walk in "hot," your team burns out and tunes out; the best communicators are always the calmest in the room. Key Takeaways for Leaders: Regulation is Leadership: Emotional regulation is a strategy. If you can't regulate yourself and your emotions, you cannot motivate a team to speak up or succeed. The Thermostat Principle: Your energy sets the temperature. Your team needs you to set the thermostat to a regulated, comfortable temperature—not "frigid cold" or "burning hot." Dysregulation = Damage Control: When you are dysregulated, your rational brain (prefrontal cortex) takes a vacation. A dysregulated brain cannot do diplomacy; it can only do damage control. Actionable Correction: If you "freak out," quickly correct by saying: "I recognize what I did was wrong, here's how it might have impacted us, and here's what I'm doing differently next time." 4 Points on Leading with Calm: Chaos Short Circuits All Communication: When you are dysregulated, you invite the amygdala hijack—the fear center—leading to regretful blurting, defensiveness, and distractions from team members ("Johnny the Sandthrower"). Regulated Leaders Create Psychological Safety: Your people will mirror your tone faster than your words. When they feel calm around you, they are more truthful, collaborative, and focused on innovation, not self-protection. Trust is Earned by Being Calm: You don't earn trust by talking calm; you earn it by being composed in tense situations. When the leader stays composed, it shifts the energy of the entire room. Regulation is Your Lifeline: If you can't regulate, you can't communicate. If you can't communicate, you aren't leading. Regulation is your ultimate responsibility. Quick Takeaway & Challenge: The 90-Second Reset: Before any high-temperature meeting, take 90 seconds to reset your internal thermostat using box breathing (inhale 4, hold 4, exhale 4, hold 4). The “Grandma Vance” Principle: Be the first one to set your own thermostat every morning to the right temperature for your success. If you're ready to lead from calm, clarity, and courage, tune in every week. Share this episode with a leader who could benefit from hearing this message.

In Episode 184 of Earned, CreatorIQ's Chief Marketing Officer Brit Starr sits down with Jasmine Enberg, former VP, Principal Analyst at EMARKETER. We dive into CreatorIQ's annual State of Creator Marketing Report and what it reveals about the future of trust, community, and content performance. Brit and Jasmine unpack the shift from creator-focused to content-first strategies that are driving measurable business impact. You'll hear how influencer marketing investment has surged 171% year over year, signaling a major move from traditional media to creator-led strategies. We dig into how marketers are redefining ROI, navigating new measurement challenges, and building scalable programs that deliver lasting results. We discuss how brands can balance innovation with authenticity—using AI to enhance workflows without losing the human touch. From the rise of professionalized creator ecosystems to the growing competition across platforms like Instagram, TikTok, and YouTube, this conversation offers a clear view of where content creation is headed next. In this episode, you'll learn: What the 2025 State of Creator Marketing Report reveals about investment, challenges, and emerging trends. Why measurement and ROI have become the top challenge for marketers investing in creator programs. Where AI fits into a human-centered creator economy, and how TikTok, YouTube, and LinkedIn are competing for creator marketing budgets. Connect with the Guest: Jasmine's LinkedIn - @jasmine-enberg    Connect with Brit Starr & CreatorIQ: Brit's LinkedIn - @britmccorquodale CreatorIQ LinkedIn - @creatoriq Follow us on social: CreatorIQ YouTube - @CreatorIQOfficial CreatorIQ Instagram - @creatoriq CreatorIQ TikTok - @creator.iq CreatorIQ Twitter - @CreatorIQ

Messiah McCall discusses the top pop culture moments from the week of 10/7/25 - 10/13/25.  Follow the Social Media Community: https://www.instagram.com/beholdpopculture?igsh=MWM4NWlpbm8wZnhzMw%3D%3D&utm_source=qr  Subscribe to Behold Pop Culture Newsletter: https://beholdpopculture.beehiiv.com/subscribe Timestamps: 
 0:31 Intro 0:43 How Bad Bunny Earned The Super Bowl
 9:20 Saquon Barkley's New Documentary “Saquon”
 16:06 Battlefield 6 Release
 19:54 Ghost of Yotei is an Instant Classic
 23:19 Demon Slayer: Infinity Castle Will Change Anime Forever

Want to be seen by more people? Struggle to grow an audience on social media? What about being in other people's spaces? Earned media is a great way to expand your reach and tap into an already engaged audience. So why not start with podcasting? Pitch podcasts and start being seen (and heard) by an aligned community. If you have a mindset struggle around this or don't know where to start, we have got you. Christina Lenkowski is here to share all her pitching secrets (and she is the expert as she does it for business owners every. single. day! If you LOVED this episode, make sure you share this on your Instagram stories and tag us @contentqueenmariah.⁠⁠⁠LEARN THE DETAILS OF A CONTENT STRATEGY WITH MY FREE AUDIO GUIDE⁠⁠⁠KEY EPISODE TAKEAWAYS

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Todd McLellan joins us to talk about the Red Wings' youth movement, missing the playoffs not being good enough, and the goals for early in the season

Hour 4: Has Shedeur earned a starting nod? + Bruce Arians comments on Kevin Stefanski full 2045 Wed, 08 Oct 2025 14:17:56 +0000 9WyovJ0mjniiUGrht6936MXjvahMhGjc sports The Ken Carman Show with Anthony Lima sports Hour 4: Has Shedeur earned a starting nod? + Bruce Arians comments on Kevin Stefanski The only place to talk about the Cleveland sports scene is with Ken Carman and Anthony Lima. The two guide listeners through the ups and downs of being a fan of the Browns, Cavaliers, Guardians and Ohio State Buckeyes in Northeast Ohio. They'll help you stay informed with breaking news, game coverage, and interviews with top personalities.Catch The Ken Carman Show with Anthony Lima live Monday through Friday (6 a.m. - 10 a.m ET) on 92.3 The Fan, the exclusive audio home of the Browns, or on the Audacy app. For more, follow the show on X @KenCarmanShow. 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Sports False https:/

Ken Carman dives further into his predicament involving Wagyu beef, while Anthony Lima asks if Shedeur Sanders had earned the chance to start for the Cleveland Browns, over another quarterback on the Browns roster.

Two-time Emmy and Three-time NAACP Image Award-winning, television Executive Producer Rushion McDonald interviewed Keanna Sanders.

Two-time Emmy and Three-time NAACP Image Award-winning, television Executive Producer Rushion McDonald interviewed Keanna Sanders.

Peter Berkowitz asserts that American universities face a crisis of legitimacy and trust, earned through illiberal rules, intellectual stifling by tenured professors, and politicized curricula. He argues tenure often prevents professors from being independent thinkers. Berkowitz praises the University of Texas at Austin's hiring of William Inboden as Provost, viewing him as a strong reformer capable of restoring liberal education to the institution 1906 STANFORD, AGASSIZ

Peter Berkowitz asserts that American universities face a crisis of legitimacy and trust, earned through illiberal rules, intellectual stifling by tenured professors, and politicized curricula. He argues tenure often prevents professors from being independent thinkers. Berkowitz praises the University of Texas at Austin's hiring of William Inboden as Provost, viewing him as a strong reformer capable of restoring liberal education to the institution 1910 HARVARD

Preview: Peter Berkowitz argues that American distrust of higher education is rightly earned. Universities are guilty of censoring free speech and denying basic due process rights to students accused of wrongdoing, particularly in sexual misconduct cases. Furthermore, institutions are criticized for politicizing the undergraduate curriculum or hollowing it out instead of teaching essential subjects for responsible citizenship.