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***This show is brought to you by DistroKid. Go to http://distrokid.com/vip/the500 for 30% off your first year!*** Former Hole bassist Melissa Auf der Maur joins Josh to talk about her connection to Pavement, and how the low-fi production “Slanted & Enchanted” influenced her writing, and provided the foundation for the early 90s indie college radio sound.  Follow Melissa on Social Media: https://www.instagram.com/xmadmx/ https://www.facebook.com/xMAdMx/ Pre-order her book “Even The Good Girls Will Cry” - coming out in March 2026 http://xmadmx.com DistroKid Artist Of The Week: Pete Yorn https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKVJ6hcvOCE] Follow Josh on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/joshadammeyers/ Follow Josh on TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@joshadammeyers Follow Josh on Twitter: https://twitter.com/JoshAdamMeyers Follow Josh on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/joshameyers Josh's Website: https://www.joshadammeyers.com/ Follow DJ Morty Coyle on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/djmortycoyle/ https://www.instagram.com/alldaysucker/ Follow The 500 on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/the500podcast/ Follow The 500 on Twitter: https://twitter.com/the500podcast Follow The 500 on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/The500PodcastWithJAM/ Email the show: 500podcast@gmail.com Check the show's website: http://the500podcast.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

This month on Busy Kids Love Music, we're celebrating the magic of musical theater — and the brand-new movie Wicked: For Good! In this episode, I introduce young listeners to Stephen Schwartz, the brilliant composer and lyricist behind some of Broadway and Disney's most beloved songs. From his early studies at Juilliard and Carnegie Mellon to writing timeless shows like Godspell, Pippin, and Children of Eden, Stephen Schwartz has spent his career creating music that inspires and uplifts. Of course, his most famous work — Wicked — reimagines the story of Oz through unforgettable songs like "Defying Gravity," "Popular," and "For Good." As you listen, you'll learn what it means to be both a composer and a lyricist, explore Schwartz's journey to Broadway, and discover how his music brings characters' emotions to life.

Have you ever wondered how your favorite movies are made? Today, we're going behind the scenes of the VFX process with Eric Kimelton, a visual effects supervisor who's helped bring countless on-screen worlds to life. In this episode, Eric breaks down: How VFX artists help directors visualize every shot before filming even begins What goes into building digital environments you see on screen How advancements in technology are transforming visual effects Why collaboration between artists, directors, and editors is the key to movie magic ✨ If you love learning how film magic is made—or just want to better appreciate the work behind your favorite Disney, Marvel, or blockbuster movies—this is a fascinating deep dive into the world of VFX. Submit a question/topic for us to discuss on a future episode. Don't forget to check us out on: -Instagram -Facebook  -Youtube Missing the smell of the parks? Check out Magic Candle Company and use code ENCHANTED at checkout to save 15% off your next order. Timestamps Welcome 00:00 Welcome Back Eric 03:08 How Eric Got Started in Visual Effects 05:11 How Movies are Made Completely Digitally First 9:42 Live Action vs. Animated Movies 17:47 The Benefits of Motion Capture Performances 22:31 The Production Process 26:40 Designing Characters 32:27 Creating the Final Scene 36:53 Editing Up To the Last Minute 47:12 The Impact of Reshoots on the Visual Effects Process 48:58 The Impact of Technology and AI 50:56 How to Start in the VFX Industry 53:38 Who Should We Interview Next? 59:49

Send us a textIn this enchanting episode of Living the Dream with Curveball, we welcome fantasy author Ryan Consell, who is set to release the fourth book in his captivating "Stealing from Wizards" series on November 4th. Ryan shares his unexpected journey into the world of writing, revealing how a casual campfire conversation ignited his passion for storytelling. He dives deep into the essence of his series, which celebrates misfits navigating the trials of adolescence within a whimsical Canadian wizard school. Ryan discusses the unique themes of friendship, belonging, and the joy of being true to oneself, all while balancing the challenges of writing for a middle-grade audience. Listeners will gain insights into the writing process, the importance of community support, and how to successfully market a book series. As Ryan prepares for a well-deserved break after this eight-year journey, he also teases future projects and invites you to connect with him on various platforms. Don't miss this inspiring conversation that encourages you to embrace your creativity and keep dreaming big!www.stealingfromwizards.com

Topics: Holy Grail, London, Reality, Imagination, Land, wholeness, Enchanted, Scholarship, Jessie Weston, Celtic Mythology, Mystery Religion, Allegory, Five Forms, Vulgate, Malory, Perceforest, Nigel Bryant

Dr. Gavin D'Costa visits to talk over "From Sinai to Rome", an essential collection that examines the question of Jewish-Catholic relations. Shrines and Wonders takes us off the beaten path in Italy. Plus, Joan Lewis joins from the Vatican. In the Extra hour, Fr. William Slattery talks Heaven with his book "Enchanted by Eternity: Recapturing the Wonder of the Catholic Worldview".

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 19 It Doesn t Matter, and I Don t Understand. In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Being dead is wonderful; you never get tired and you have all the time in the world to regret how you ended up this way      "You are so good to me, Zane, and I appreciate it," Barbie Lynn murmured. "You never give me less than 100% and I've never felt like you take me for granted." "It is you and only you, Sarah, Cindy, Eve, umm, help me out here," I grinned. Barbie Lynn lilted in the voice of an angel while she pressed off the glass with her upper body and leveraged down onto my cock. I shifted one hand off an ass cheek to move it to the back of her neck and pull her face in and up to mine. She also constricted her anal muscles around my shaft, concentrating on my cockhead. "Does this make my body more familiar to you?" she panted, our lips only inches away. "Not as much as these eyes, these eyes of my own beautiful seraph," I whispered. Barbie Lynn completed the kiss. Her hips rotated up slightly and mine shifted lower and under so that my penetration reached deep inside. For thirty seconds we kept the tender kiss going before she had to break free. "Oh, Jesus, Zane, this feels so good, I can't, oh, Lord Jesus," she gasped out as I shifted out, then back in rhythmically. "More time, I want more time with you, Zane," Barbie Lynn panted with a heavy breath. "We have tests this afternoon and Vivian is waiting," I shook my head in disappointment. Fierce passion engulfed both of us. Clearly, I got my money's worth from the contractor who had installed the shower because the glass wall didn't give way despite our enthusiasm. "Lord Jesus loves, ," Barbie Lynn screamed across campus. Her arms locked my head and shoulders in place, her face grinding into my chest. Her torso desperately tried to impale her hole deeper onto my rod. Her scream degenerated to an uncontrolled growling against me while I kept her back to the glass and up against my body. "Zane, I know I've been really needy today but you've been so kind and understanding, and I appreciate you putting up with me the kind way you have," Barbie Lynn snuggled into me. "You are the best." That's what I wanted to talk to Barbie Lynn about, taking me for granted and using me like a sex toy. Boy, I just saved myself from acting like a total ass! "Babe, you are better than I deserve." I kissed her neck as I lowered her legs down to the tiled floor. "If I ever take you for granted, promise me you'll kiss me, rub your body against me front and back, and then walk away. I guarantee you I'll fall on my knees and beg for forgiveness." "I like it when you beg," she said with a glimmer in her eye. "Why am I being nice to you again?" I teased. Barbie Lynn simply let her eyes go wide and innocent with a cute little smile on her face. "Oh, yeah," I whistled, "you give me hope, happiness, and warmth in good times and bad." "My body has nothing to do with it?" she questioned in a coquettish fashion. "It's passable," I shrugged as I cut the water off, "but I hope you will fill out one day, you know, quit the training bra and become a little more womanly." Mind you, Barbie Lynn hadn't seen a training bra in ten years. Hourglasses went to Barbie for lessons on how they should be shaped and her ass was the perfect balance between fantasy cheerleader and soccer girl. "Thank you for spending time with someone as poorly endowed as me," she purred. "I admit that I'm holding out for Doctor Burns. He's got it going on," I struggled to say convincingly. Barbie Lynn fought valiantly to hold back her reaction to the thought of seeing our over-70-year-old male Biology teacher in any sexual manner. "Burns without his clothes on is an image I could have forever gone without," she shuddered. "Gosh, I value you more than my own personal desires so I guess I'm stuck with you, Barbie Lynn," I sighed playfully. "Would you two get out of the shower!" barked Vivian. She was sitting in a chair in the main room. We stepped out of the shower, grabbed the waiting towels, and began drying each other off. Vivian surprised me by keeping a somewhat detached eye on the two of us. Maybe she wanted to make sure Barbie Lynn and I didn't turn drying into fondling, thus ending up with us rolling on the tiled floor. The floor would be uncomfortable but having hot, sweaty Barbie Lynn flesh pressing into me, I put this on my 'to do' list. We quickly got dressed and moved to where Vivian was standing and waiting. It wasn't until we were making our way to the elevator that Vivian spoke. "Barbie Lynn, would you take the elevator? Zane and I need to take the stairs," she said. "Sure thing, Vivian," Barbie Lynn smiled. She stepped up to me and kissed me on the lips. "I'll see ya Sunday night, slugger." "I kinda, sorta have a standing date with Heaven," I cautioned her, "so if you come by, be careful." I didn't miss Vivian rolling her eyes in exasperation. The elevator came and took Barbie Lynn away. I waved Vivian to the stairwell, held the door for her, and together we went down. "What are we going to do?" I broke the insufferable silence. "What do you mean?" Vivian evaded. "Damn it!" I snapped. Since I stopped moving, Vivian decided to stop too. "Yes?" she looked to me with what I was learning to read was a disarming friendliness. "I want to make you happy but I don't want to change, Vivian," I grumbled. "So, what are we going to do?" "How much of your time and energy are you willing to devote to Christ?" she countered. I had to think that over. Monday was no good; it was Recovery night. Tuesday was 'make it up to the girls' night. Wednesday was Specialty Night, Thursday, that was no good; it was Orgy Night. Friday was first date night, Saturday was SYFY/Party night and Sunday was second-date night. "I am on a committee at Church on Wednesday nights and I go to both Sunday school and Church service on Sundays," I offered. "Isn't that enough religious stuff?" "Zane, do you have sex at Church?" Vivian pierced me with her eyes. I was so boned because while I was preparing some sort of verbal obfuscation, Vivian sighed and looked down at the stairs. "Why do I even bother?" she moaned with despair. She looked up at me, clearly in pain, "It is a Church, Zane. Doesn't that mean anything to you? Because it definitely means something to me." "Vivian, it is a building, made of stained glass, brick, stone, and lumber," I responded heatedly, "and I don't need any of those to be in God's presence." "It was sex in a church," Vivian nearly screamed. "Come on, now, do you respect anything at all?" "You are right, I don't respect a building simply because someone declares it to be holy. I don't recall my vote being consulted. I don't respect people who bully with scripture but won't study the original Greek and Latin texts it was written in to learn what was really said. I don't respect anyone who refuses to think for themselves and listens to some two-bit liar like Pastor William." "He is your pastor," Vivian growled back. "He deserves, " "Nothing," I snapped. "He's an adulterer, and I've seen it with my own two eyes so don't you dare lecture me on him. If you defend him, it is only because you don't know shit about him." Vivian glared at me but I could see she was trying to see if I was making stuff up. "I respect you, Vivian, and that's no lie," I continued. "Since our fight I haven't a clue what to do with you but I have respected you. You believe in give and take; you believe in consequences and redemption. The only other person I've met like you is Iona. I trust Iona with more than my life; I trust her with Rio's." "Right now you are pissing the hell out of me, but that doesn't change the fact that I trust you and respect you," I added. "I don't need someone with spiritual authority to tell me what to do; my heart does that for me." "Zane, it is the constant sex," Vivian groaned. "I thought I could take it but it never seems to slow down with you." I had to think that over. "Vivian, you can't confuse love and sex," I insisted. "You are in love with your boyfriend and you two have been through some rough patches and survived. Sex without passion is masturbation, Vivian. If you are ever tempted, fall back on your love for that man because when you love something, there is nothing you will let stand in your way." I could see the turn in the argument defused some of Vivian's wrath and sent her mind down different pathways. "Okay, then why is it okay for you to have sex without love?" Vivian said as we resumed our progress downstairs. "I love in different ways, Vivian. I love Iona and Rio as best friends, there is nothing I wouldn't do for them. I love Heaven and Paige because they do for me things that make me want to do for them right back. I love Brandi and Opal because they are fun and they give me the space to be me. I love Barbie Lynn, well, just because it feels natural and right. Christina, Christina, I will always love without cause or reason. I love her," I related. "If Christina asked you to stop seeing all those other women, would you?" Vivian asked with a glimmer of hope. "I don't know. Our pseudo-agreement lets me have my college years to go wild before I give it all up to be a good husband and father," I replied. "Are you thinking of going to Christina and asking for her help with me?" "Yes. Yes, I am," Vivian told me. "The only problem with that plan is that it requires Christina to declare her feelings toward me and make a commitment about what she wants to do with me," I pointed out. "Good luck with that." We hit the bottom of the stairs at a run and raced through the halls and doors on our way to the Dining Hall. We found Christina and company waiting outside for us when we got there. Christian handed a thick envelope over, my bribe to Deacon of the Warlord's motorcycle gang. "Heaven, date night Sunday? I've found a theater playing Hugo," I asked my fox-faced girl. "What? You think you can ask me out on Friday for a date on Sunday? What kind of girl do you think I am?" she growled. "Heaven, you weren't here for most of the week, and you have to admit the world had gone crazy. Come on, Babe," I pleaded. "I'll have to think about it," Heaven grumbled. Behind her back all her other friends were stifling their grins. All those grins fell behind impassive masks when Heaven turned around facing them and stomped back and forth. "What's the problem, Heaven?" Hope asked. "Barbie Lynn comes skipping across the yard from her dorm with a smile that outshines the Sun, Heaven began. "She said she's been doing intensive physical therapy," Christina interrupted. Yay! I've graduated to being considered exercise equipment. "Harrumph," Heaven grunted. "How come his hair is wet? Besides, he's taking another girl home for the weekend." "It's Iona," Chastity explained. "Think about how wound up he's going to be by Sunday evening, because you know he's not going to do anything Iona's uncomfortable with." "Yes," added Faith, "he'll be ready to knock 'em out of the ballpark after a whole weekend of physical denial. Maybe you shouldn't go out with him; he's probably going to be pretty fierce." Heaven glared at all her friends before turning on me. "Fine, I'll go out with you, but if I can still walk by curfew, you had better know I'm going to make next week hell for you. Are we clear?" Heaven threatened. "Is that all Zane is to you, a sexual release valve?" Vivian gasped before I could answer Heaven. "You are making light of a serious moral struggle for him." "Vivian, Zane was the first man to tell me he loved me and I've believed," Christina said. "He saved me from a fight and academic troubles by putting his body on the line," Chastity added. "Me too," continued Hope. "He pretty much saved my life," Faith chimed in, which oddly twisted back to ruining her life with Christina and company when I exposed her as the Chancellor's spy. Maybe the girls had made up somehow. "He's put up with more of my crap than I care to get into. He loves me for who I am, and he's my lover and boyfriend," Heaven clarified. "If you spent one night with Zane making love, you would know I'm more of an addict than anything else. It is just that I get, grumpy when he's not around every minute of every day." Everyone's eyes sort of gravitated toward me. "You are all great women but I have to go to class," I grinned, then took off. Vivian raced to catch up with me. "Do you have commitment issues?" she panted beside me. "No. I was getting hard. All that feminine compassion directed my way was getting me sexually aroused and they were all staring at my crotch," I explained. "I figured running away was the best resolution for what was coming down the pipeline." "Have you ever considered chemical castration?" Vivian asked. WHAT? The last quarter of the school day went rather well, considering I had to juggle balls once between classs. (Apparently I resemble a dancing bear or something.) My second chore required me to bounce a soccer ball on my knees for a trip to the soccer field. Considering some of the crap I've had to do here, I almost volunteered to do it walking backwards. Karate started out so surprisingly normal (not my normal, but normal-normal), I should have known better. We had barely finished warming up and stretching when Gabrielle Black walked into the room. She stood against the far wall poised for our dispersal into teams. When first team knelt and waited for Coach Gorman's instructions for today, Gabrielle made her approach. "Coach Gorman, we seem to have had some difficulty connecting so I decided this would be the best place to meet," Gabrielle said in a deceptively upbeat manner. "I'm teaching a class," Gorman replied deadpan. "I teach several classes. I guess that makes me a teacher. In fact, I'm teaching right now, get lost." "I'd rather not." Gabrielle gave her deadliest smile. "Care to make me?" They really need to start psychological testing of the staff at FFU, or at least stop giving them daily doses of testosterone. "Since reason and rationality have clearly avoided you like the plague," Gorman growled, "why don't you tell me what you have in mind?" "A little sparing match," Gabrielle suggested. "So you really need to see if you can kick my ass, or is it just that you have to be Alpha bitch?" Gorman countered. Several of the more religious-minded students gasped, but they didn't realize this wasn't a game. Someone needed to do something, and of course it had to be me. I didn't very well have the time to overdose Rio with caffeine and throw her at Gabrielle. Besides, I am sure that's a war crime. "Me first!" I declared as I broke free of my second-team circle and walked toward the two adults. This was the point where I expected one or both of the women to tell me to ass out, mind my own business, I'm stupid, or something. Gabrielle stepped back and stripped off her jacket and slipped off each boot. I figured that since I was about to die, I'd best get rid of my gi; that way they'd have something to drape over my lifeless eyes. "Zane, what are you doing?" Cappadocia belatedly hissed at me. "Eh, you know, sometimes a woman has to be put in her place," I joked. It wasn't like Gabrielle was going to take it easy on me in the first place. Several girls laughed at what they were sure was levity on my part. You see, I was about to become a legend. Unfortunately, it was the legend of Don Quixote, damn fucking windmills dressed in tight black form-fitting outfits. To the credit of my limited intellect, I approached this fight with a totally different philosophy than any I'd faced before. I discarded every tenet of Thai kick-boxing (except the one that says never do anything that will make the lady-boys mock you). I went completely defensive, abandoning any hope of striking Gabrielle. I figured if such an opportunity presented itself, it would only be a trap. It took Gabrielle about two seconds to unravel my master plan, then she was on me like a fart in an airplane bathroom, choking the life out of you with nowhere to run. Because I am such a badass, it took Gabrielle eight more seconds to land a telling blow. I staggered back but instead of coming at me, she shifted to my side. Since I had my arms up to defend my head, she was slipping out of my field of vision. There was an added bonus; I discovered I couldn't hear her move over the mats. I somersaulted in the other direction which bought me a few more seconds, but I never regained my feet. Once more she opted to shift to my flank than come head-on. A man on his knees cannot out-turn a woman on her feet. I caught her knee in my shoulder, propelling me face-first into the mat. I tried to turn with the blow so I could keep eyes on her. Gabrielle slammed into my shoulder blade and I slapped the mat hard. I pressed up with my arms but Gabrielle was on my back so fast I might as well have been standing still. For a second our legs struggled as she tried to put me into a leg lock. Then her body rolled over on me and drove three fingers into my spine right above the coccyx. Blinding pain exploded over my body and I screamed. I wasn't paralyzed but I didn't need to be; I was in too much God-damn pain. Gabrielle's body was tight against my back. One hand cupped my chin and the other was placed on the back of my skull. She gave my head a quarter-twist. "You are dead," she whispered. Technically, she would have merely snapped my spine at the base of my skull. My cells would have struggled on for a few more minutes but that hardly seemed to be the point. Gabrielle stood up within inches of me and gave me an emotionless, pitiless stare. "Did you get what you wanted?" she asked softly. "We'll see," I grunted, then rolled onto my back. "Did you put me in my place?" she queried next. I had to chuckle, then I had to choke back on the pain. "Oh, yeah, we are perfectly placed." Seeing her brows crowd together in displeasure, I added with a pained gasp, "You've clearly never stood on a mirror and looked up at your cleavage the way I am now." Gabrielle reached down and touched my wrist before letting her fingers work up to my elbow. She pulled me up quite rapidly and gave me a soulless, piercing gaze. "You are insane," Gabrielle noted. That wasn't said as a joke or a condemnation. She said it as if she was recognizing a kindred spirit. When you are ten years old, being best friends with an assassin sounds pretty cool. Most of us grow out of that. After all, being buddies with a person who has a casual disregard for human life might come back to haunt you if they ever decide you are an encumbrance they can do without. "When I beat you, can I draw a smiley face on your forehead?" I blurted out. Why did I say those things? Maybe it was a brain tumor, or maybe Gabrielle was right and I am insane. Maybe my buddy Don Quixote was telling me the windmill is still standing. "What do I get when I beat you, again?" she inquired. "I've developed an inside track on some authentic saltwater taffy," I shrugged. Gabrielle didn't seem very impressed. "I could feel honor-bound to jump on the next grenade thrown your way?" "I'll think of something when the time comes," Gabrielle informed me. Turning to Gorman, she said, "Are you ready?" "I'd like a, Wilhelmina started to say as she stood. Dana put a hand on Willy's shoulder and shook her head. "I've got this," Coach said. She stood up and discarded her gi, depending on your point of view, she was fortunately/unfortunately wearing a white sports bra. Wait! Am I in chest-to-chest proximity with Gabrielle while scoping out Dana? Was I dropped on my head repeatedly as a child? Maybe I should hunt down my former nanny and ask her. "Let's make Zane's idiocy, Dana continued telling Captain Willy, ", worth more than the beating he took." Gorman stripped off her pants, revealing white biker shorts. It was very cinematic; Gorman in white and Black in black. Sadly, I believed White needed some serious Divine intervention to win this showdown. "Zane," Gabrielle requested my attention with that deathly quiet voice of hers. I must have looked pretty scared because she almost smiled at me. "You can let go of my hand now." Jumping back felt like a surefire way to test her killer instinct so I let go of her hand and backed away slowly and carefully. Only after I gave us some space did I contemplate the trust she'd put in me, allowing anyone to be that close outside of combat. I was walking past Dana when she grabbed my shoulder, stopping my progress. She pointed me to the spot on the floor she had just vacated. Wow, I had my ass kicked and still made First Team. I moved over to my new place in the hierarchy and thanked Dana in the only way I knew how. "Does this mean you are going to sit on my lap when you get back?" I said with a voice as sincere as I was serious. "Zane," Coach Gorman said over her shoulder. She was keeping her eyes on Gabrielle, "when I get back, I am giving grave consideration to having a general melee, and I'm placing a bounty on your head if we do. You will have all weekend to recover." A general melee sounded a whole lot like a 'beat up the new guy' kind of thing, and I had planned on devoting my weekend to Iona. Further banter was ended by Black and Gorman facing off. Willie gave the 'Go' and things went John Wu-crazy. My bright shining moment was delivered right off the bat. Gorman went fullout, denying Gabrielle the ability to control the maneuvering in the fight the way she'd controlled me. My beating hadn't been in vain; Gabrielle undoubtedly knew Gorman's fighting style but Dana knew nothing of hers. My body had bought Dana what little insight Gabrielle had been willing to give up. After all, Gabrielle knew my game from the moment I'd thrown out my challenge. Still, she had to beat me up to get at Dana. I could take on most members of the first team and, as Dana constantly reminds the world, I can take a beating, which meant I was the body for the job. I've fought Gorman on several occasions and she's damn impressive. Gabrielle was doing crap I'd never seen before and I wasn't even sure was humanly possible. I swear, if she'd turned into a Terminator, I couldn't have been more surprised. Dana's fighting prowess only went up in my estimation because she wasn't impaled on Gabrielle's fist in the first thirty seconds. It wasn't a misstep that screwed up Dana's game plan; her mistake was predictability. One second she was pushing Gabrielle back and the next she was on the floor, struggling to keep Gabrielle from establishing a chokehold. For a second I contemplated grabbing up Cappy and Willy, then rushing Gabrielle. After all, it would have been a shame for Dana to die alone. It would also seriously curtail my desire for an open-casket funeral but hey, Dana is almost a friend. Dana wasn't finished yet. Unknown to me, she has the ability to dislocate and relocate her shoulder. No one in the class wanted to consider how painful that had to be. The loud popping noise was enough to make us decide to miss dinner. Dana got an elbow and fist in before they separated. They went at it again, but this time, it was harder on Dana. I could feel that her confidence was shaken now that she had a clearer measure of Gabrielle's strengths and weaknesses. Gabrielle remained a steadfast cypher. If Dana was turning out to be a tougher opponent to crack than she'd expected, Gabrielle wasn't showing it. What she was doing was exhibiting the iron stamina of a triathlete. Dana wasn't fighting for air but I didn't see Gabrielle even breaking a sweat yet. Had I been Dana, this would have been the time I started crying out to a vengeful God for forgiveness. Dana didn't do that. Instead, digging down to her dogged determination and fighting on, her game, her gamble, was for Gabrielle to screw up somehow and take advantage of it. She had to hope that something came up before her endurance failed. And in the fourth minute of the fight, it happened. Of course it was a trap. I couldn't blame Dana for risking it because fighting hard, non-stop, for over four minutes is its own form of torture. Gabrielle caught Dana's leg, swept the other one out from under our Coach, then finished up with driving an elbow into her hip as they hit the mat. There is fast, unbelievably fast, a weasel on speed, and then Gabrielle, and if you gave a weasel enough speed to keep up with Gabby, the weasel would explode first. Dana is fast, but I'm faster and I know I didn't have a prayer of blocking Gabrielle at this point in their fight. The blow to Gorman's hip seemed to have temporarily paralyzed that leg. Without the leg, her torso below the ribcage was fatally exposed. Getting repeatedly punched in the stomach sucked. Sadly, Dana thought the same thing and totally missed Gabrielle flipping her over onto her stomach. Gabrielle came down with a palm to the center of Dana's spine. It had to hurt, but I had little doubt that if Gabby had used her fist, the spine would have been broken. "We are done here," Gabrielle announced calmly as she rose to her feet. No one said a word until Dana stirred on the ground. With varying degrees of speed, the first team swarmed over Dana. I alone approached Gabrielle. After she finished dressing and stood, she acknowledged my presence. "Did you learn what you wanted to know?" I asked. "Yes," she stated, once more into her emotionless mode. "Then you asked the wrong question." I drilled her with a combination of bravery and anger. Gabrielle walked away without acknowledging my statement. She got to the door and stopped before exiting through the door. "What do you think I should have asked?" she said with a vapor of condescension. "You should have asked us if we can help," I told her. Maybe I'm na ve, but I'm sure she's facing her past alone. Purity is a paradox; we are awed by it yet we are repulsed by it as well. Vivian was terribly subdued as she walked me back to the dorm. It was the two of us because my Handmaiden mistress was Erica, a second-team Karate classmate. She'd given me a rain check due to the trauma we had all just been through during class. "You can use my room this weekend if you like," I broached the silence. "I'll ask Rio and Mercy to be somewhere else and Barbie Lynn can stay with you." "I don't want to sleep with Barbie Lynn, Zane," Vivian replied. "I want to sleep in my own bed." "That's bull- , I decided saying "shit", while a minor infraction, wouldn't do my argument any good. "You know Barbie Lynn to be kind-hearted and decent. She's not going to molest you. You two will be totally platonic." "I don't know what to think," she replied. "I never thought Barbie Lynn would be the one to have sex outside of marriage." "I knew she was flirty but that was it," she continued. "Now, now she's moved into your room and is having sex with you as if you were a married couple." She sighed. "Fine, not like a 'normal' married couple so we don't need to go there." Ah, no mention of anal sex I see. "Vivian, I don't like to talk about my relationships with other women but I think Barbie Lynn would understand," I tried to explain. "There was no seduction between us, we collided. I showed up at FFU pretty depressed. I'd spent a long month with my Aunt trying to adjust to America and a place and lifestyle I didn't know." "My Aunt and I fought a lot and that Sunday Pastor Bill and his buddies tried to shake me down for my inheritance. I had the feeling that is why they wanted Aunt Jill in their church, and after all the crap Jill had been through, I felt that sucked," I said. "I'm in my room, sad and pissed off, then Barbie Lynn Masters comes soaring into my life." "She thought I was 'Glenda's' brother, I told her my name was Zane, and next thing I knew we were all over one another. She gave me a blowjob and I gave her multiple orgasms and we parted ways. She thought she might see me once a month and I had no idea this was a girl's college. You are aware of the humiliation that followed," I concluded. "Zane, that explains nothing," Vivian observed. "Okay, I could have been clearer," I admitted. "What I was trying to say is that Barbie Lynn didn't change. I allowed her to do what she wanted to do with a guy all along. She is still the same woman who goes after life full of enthusiasm, who likes to work with kids, teaching Sunday school and going to church." "And you want me to sleep with her when I've avoided the pleasure for the past three years?" Vivian refused to give in. "I'd want you to sleep with Iona if she wasn't already heading out with me. I have a few others I could ask but that would be awkward. I like Opal and Brandi but I also know they'd hit on you if given half a chance," I outlined. "I can sleep alone, Zane," Vivian stated. "I know that, but do you want to?" I asked. Vivian didn't immediately reply. "You climbed into bed with me and some of the ladies, Vivian. There is a certain quality provided by a sleeping companion that you enjoy. You wanted it enough to put some faith in me and Barbie Lynn last night," I added. "Zane, why are you making a big deal about this?" Vivian inquired. "Your happiness matters to me," I answered. Vivian and I walked into the dorm and into the elevator before she spoke. "Coach Gorman warned me about this," Vivian groaned. "Do you realize how much easier my life would be if you grabbed my breast or something like that?" "Is that an invitation?" I perked up. "No," she stated decisively. Her glare emphasized the point. "I mean my job keeping the Devil in line would be easier if he wasn't constantly giving me my favorite cupcakes." "What's your favorite cupcake?" I grinned. "Behave yourself," she sighed, somewhat amused and somewhat exasperated. "Yes, ma'am," I nodded. "That's a good boy," Vivian acknowledged. "When I'm a good boy Heaven gives me a ginger cookie," I prodded. "We are Not going to go there," Vivian declared authoritatively, and that was that. I thought I would have to stop by and pick up Iona Beckett on my way out. I was obviously forgetting I was dealing with the most organized person I'd ever met. I know Iona looks after all her own affairs and most of mine, plus I suspect she keeps an eye out for Rio as well. She was waiting in the main area of my 'room' when Vivian and I arrived, her overnight bag beside her. I gave her a kiss and hurried to my room, where someone had already packed a weekend worth of stuff for me. I do not deserve one tenth of the affection aimed my way. Being hung by my toes from a ceiling fan is a small price to pay for what I receive. Still, I make a note to avoid girls with bizarre foot fetishes while in close proximity to ceiling fans, my life is pretty freaking weird enough already. I gathered my stuff, gathered up Iona, and made my good-byes. Brandi was kind enough to snuggle up to my back, reach around and pinch my nipples. It was playful, not painful, so I didn't mind too much. Besides, I had bigger fish to fry. When I told Rio that she'd need to share another bed with Mercy for the weekend she nodded. "No problem, Bro," Rio told me. She then stepped up under the guise of hugging me good-bye and tried to nut me. She's a dangerous friend to have but since I can count her public displays of affection for me on one hand, I was ready for her. "Damn it," Rio snarled, "you can't give my room to that Jesus-freak!" By 'my room' she really meant my (Zane's) room and 'Jesus-freak' was Vivian, who was eight feet away looking at her. "It isn't going to kill you two to behave for two days, Rio," I stated. Mercy, standing right behind Rio, remained unfortunately silent on the subject. "Rio, if you two would agree to abstain until I got back, I'd be willing to let you stay, but you are the King Kong of bedroom antics and Vivian needs the space," I explained. "Fine, we'll crash at Aunt Jill's," Rio smirked. "I'm sure she can't shut the door before I get a foot in. She's far too nice to break it or kick me out." Oh yeah, I cannot begin to describe what Jill's reaction to a Mercy-Rio lesbian love-fest at 2:00 in the morning would be like. It would probably involve paramedics and a defibrillator. "Okay," I shrugged. I fished out my keys and tossed them to Rio. "Sweet!" Rio trumpeted. "We'll meet you at the car." "We are not going," I corrected Rio. "Iona and I will stay here, camp out on a sleeper-sofa, and take in some Pay-per-View. Come by and pick us up for the party around nine tomorrow night." "Your loss, Princess," Rio mocked me and walked away. Mercy loyally padded along. "I'm sorry, Iona," I said to my petite friend. "I promise I'll make it up to you." "I'm not looking for any particular place but a particular man," she smiled serenely. "Sadly, I still have a piece of business to attend to and I see the person I need to see," I said as I spotted Valerie playing a competitive game of pool versus Raven of all people. When Valerie had taken her shot I stepped up to her side. "Can I catch a ride to the Dixie Roadhouse in the next few minutes?" I whispered. "Sure. Wait,  are you expecting me to hang around when you go inside?" Val smirked. "I've already gone a round with Gabrielle Black today so I don't feel I deserve a second ass-whooping. I'd appreciate you sticking around at least until the gunfire starts," I chuckled. "Fine, I'll stay, but you'll owe me one," Valerie smiled. "By the way, how tough is Gabrielle?" "I'll let you know when my concussion fades," I responded. "That good, huh?" Valerie persisted. "In less than thirty seconds she snapped my neck. It took her less than five minutes to break Dana's back after that, and right there at the end I swore I saw a lone bead of sweat on Gabrielle's brow," I related. "Just so we are clear; if I ever see her chasing your ass down like Gorman did that day, you are on your own," Valerie snorted. "I thought you were a bad-ass," I taunted her. I really didn't want her fighting Ms. Black on my behalf. "Granddad is a bad-ass; I'm a teenage girl who is good with bikes and can handle myself in a brawl but I'm not a true bad-ass. What I am is smart enough to not attempt the craziness that is your life," she huffed. "Being smarter than me is hardly an accomplishment to be proud of," I jibbed back. Raven, who had been pretending to not be eavesdropping, made this choking sound at that comment. "Let me finish Raven off and I'll take you there," Valerie said. "Valerie, she's killing you," I noted. "I like a challenge," Valerie countered. She must because Raven only had one ball left to sink while Valerie had four. Less than a minute later Raven sent Valerie and I heading for the stairs. Iona gave me a slight nod and grin. Rio came storming up at us half-way down. "You motherfucker," she snarled. "Problems?" I replied cautiously. "Mercy said she wasn't going with me," Rio growled. "What did you do?" I asked. "I slapped the bitch," Rio retorted. I could tell that pissed Valerie off; I wasn't too happy either. "You put her up to this, didn't you?" "I certainly did. I told her that she was going to have to step up instead of taking advantage of you all the time," I explained. "Did it hurt?" Rio knew I wasn't talking about Mercy's pain. "Yes," she rumbled. "If I can't trust her, I can't use her." "Whatever you decide to do, I'll live with," I shrugged. "I hope you know how hard it was for her to do what she did." Thankfully, Valerie was far more controlled than Rio and judged the conversation to be too delicate for her input. "Mercy is my deal, Zane. She's my responsibility and I'll take care of her without your interference," Rio stated aggressively. "It doesn't work that way. People aren't one dimensional and you can't expect to help people and not have them change," I countered. "You changed Mercy, for the better, and that includes her desire to take up some of the responsibility you've borne onto her shoulders. And the only reason for her to do that is, you annoy her so much." "Yeah," Rio finally deflated, "she was looking pretty miserable." "Buddies take your pizza; friends take your pain, Rio. Get used to the fact that there are three of us standing beside you when you need us," I reminded her. "I wasn't asking for anyone's help," Rio insisted. "In that case, get in Zane's car and take a trip. When the cops finally pull you over you will have three years friend-free in prison," Valerie now interjected. "Ha!" Rio snorted. "That's no good. Zane already promised to break me out if I get sent away." "Zane," groaned Valerie, "do you have even a passing acquaintance with common sense?" "I get a lot of that," I answered. "What now, Rio?" "I go back to my room," she sighed, "apologize to Mercy, then come back upstairs and work out a deal with Vivian for use of your room." "No tying them up and gagging Vivian and Barbie Lynn in their sleep," I cautioned Rio. "Fuck you," Rio muttered darkly. "Fuck you and your mind-reading ability. Fine, I'll be good, okay, I'll be as good as I can be." With that, Rio tossed me back my keys and then bounded downstairs and out the door. "I swear to God I would have tossed her out a window by now, if I were you," Valerie snorted. "Umm, she grows on you, kind of like a tapeworm," I chuckled. "I think my invitation to catch a bullet has been voided now that you have your keys back," Valerie noted. "I'll catch you tomorrow night." "Sure thing, but I may need you for that 'thing' if I can set up a meeting," I replied. That thing was meeting up with a possible undercover officer which held the possibility of being a real disaster. Valerie was being kind enough to ignore her instincts, and her advice to me, by helping me out. Valerie shook her head in skeptical amusement at my poor decision-making before we walked back upstairs. That bit of drama over, I swooped in, picked up Iona (figuratively) and escaped my room before anyone else could intervene. I thought we were doing quite well until I spotted someone sitting on the hood of my car, with a suitcase. "Hey, Paige, what's up?" I inquired with a good deal of exasperation. It was kind of stupid, actually. I knew exactly what she was doing here; I hadn't invited her and I didn't want her coming along on Iona's weekend. "I thought I'd let you spend the weekend with me," Paige smiled smugly. A light breeze tossed her alabaster hair across her translucent albino features. "You are late, by the way." "No, Paige, this is Iona's, I started to say. "It would be wonderful spending the weekend with you, Paige," Iona stepped up and hugged her. "It will be so great; their house is huge, Aunt Jill is so kind, and there is the sorority right next door." "Okay, Paige, you can come along, but this is a no sex weekend. Are we clear?" I warned her. "We'll see," Paige smirked. "I plan to sleep both nights in his bed, completely naked and rubbing against him," Iona beamed. "He'll crack," Paige wagered. "No, he won't. I trust him," Iona pledged. Paige appraised me for a second. "Okay, I'm game. We'll see if we can break him," Paige allowed. I once joked with some Kappa Sigmas about joining a monastery. I'm being driven to reconsider that option. After that exchange I was happy enough to make it to my home in one piece. I'd have been happier if there wasn't a police car in the driveway. I was walking onto the porch when my ladies spoke up. "Zane, why would the police be here?" Iona worried. "Zane, if they arrest you and I then attack them, will they let us share a cell?" Paige mused. "Iona, I have a few ideas and none of them are good," I responded. "Paige, they don't house men and women together, but I can probably smuggle a message to your side and tell all the lesbians what a screamer you are." Iona didn't get to question and Paige didn't get pick on me before I opened the door and went inside. "Hey, Aunt Jill," I called out, "I'm home and I've brought Iona Beckett and Paige Zeller with me." We had already talked over Iona's stay with Jill; Paige would be a whole new series of complicated hurdles. "Zane," Aunt Jill greeted me heartily. She was coming off her lounger while Officer Danica Campbell rose from the sofa and gave me a measured look. "This is Officer Campbell of the Lancaster Police and she has an official criminal matter to discuss with you," Jill finished in a worried tone. "Mr. Braxton, if I could have a word with you on the porch," Danica put forth the question that wasn't really a request. "Of course, officer," I responded. "Ladies, could you please hang out here with Aunt Jill for a few minutes and I should be back as soon as possible." I walked back to the porch. When Danica passed me, I shut the door and we turned to face one another. "Zane," Danica smiled. "Hey, it is good to see you, Officer Danica Campbell, but I have a feeling this isn't a social call," I sighed. "You are correct. There was an incident at the Dixie Roadhouse last night and your name came up during the inquiry. The Sheriff's Department contacted the PD and I decided that it would be more discrete that I meet you at your home as opposed to on campus," Danica related. "What can you tell me about the Dixie Roadhouse?" "I went there with a few buddies, got into a fight, and beat a Warlord named Big Ted into unconsciousness," I informed Danica. "What do you know about a guy named Peter 'Deacon' Baker?" Danica asked. "He's like a big deal with the local chapter but I don't actually know the guy," I replied. She studied me for a moment then appeared to accept me at my word. "This is a different crop of girls," she said with smirk. "Yes, they are friends of mine. Iona is a best bud and Paige is, Paige. She's very smart but very hard to get along with at times too," I explained. "How is your other friend?" She tried to sound casual. "I was curious if she'd be here tonight." "I'll tell her that," I grinned. "It will make her week when she hears you've asked about her. She still thinks you are very special." "She's quite a handful," she grinned back. "Not that I'm complaining. I can hardly get over the sensation of her nipples on my back as she drove into me." Heaven was going to love that, I was sure. Her eyes wandered northward to the adjoining property. "More girls?" I followed her gaze to see three Kappa Sigmas coming through the tree-line. "Those are some Kappa Sigma sorority sisters, friends of mine. They are cool," I told her. "Uh-huh," she sounded skeptical. "There has to be a story behind that that statement, I'm willing to bet." She pulled out a business card from her breast pocket. "Here's my card, in case something regarding the case occurs to you, or whatever." The girls were almost on us so I had to whisper. "You aren't, like, married, or divorced from somebody with violent tendencies, are you?" I inquired softly. "No," she chuckled, "and cause for you asking that question has to be yet another interesting story, I'll bet. Maybe you can tell me about it if we get together." "Mr. Braxton," she said a bit louder as she took a half-step back from me, "have a good weekend and try to stay out of trouble." "I'll do my best, Officer Campbell," I responded. "Ladies," she made a passing recognition of the Kappa Sigs as she left the porch and headed for the car. Only when Danica's cruiser pulled onto the road did the Kappas speak. "Hey, Zane," Leigh spoke up first, "isn't that the speed trap lady?" "Yeah, she's nailed me before," I admitted, and immediately regretted my choice of words. "Really?" Paris prodded me. "Isn't she a bit old for you?" "No, speed trap, she pulled me over but I got off with a warning ticket," I back-pedaled. "So, she got you off," Ferrara skewered me. "Which of her orifices was required for that?" "Aarrrggh," I cried heavenward. "Fine, Iona and Paige Keller are inside. Together with Jill, they will be making dinner for those of us who care to share our table. I have to go a bar and pay off a biker gang chieftain before he hunts me down and kills me." "Can we come along?" Leigh smiled. "We don't want to fight or anything like that, but I'd like to get some video of it, in case something fun happens." "That's right," Ferrara joked. "Something like him being beaten up, shot, stabbed, or killed. Leigh, Zane has sustained two beatings on our behalf. Let's not go for a third time before the month's out." "He didn't take a beating in the second fight," Paris corrected her sister. She was right; in the fight at the mall my opponents hadn't landed a blow. "I heard he was pretty roughly abused when he went to jail over that," Ferrara gave me a knowing smile. "All that conjecture is fascinating, ladies, but I do have a guy to pay off so go inside, make yourself at home, and I'll be back soon," I announced. I kissed each sister; Ferrara on the cheek, Paris on the lips, and Leigh with a tonsillectomy. I double-timed it to my car and didn't look back. The Fading Light And The Lord Mafia. I made it to the Dixie Roadhouse five minutes late. There were only fifteen bikes parked out front so I figured that if something went wrong I'd only be kinda dead, as opposed to the totally dead, killed in five or more fashions. There were three biker babes outside the door, drinking beers and talking; one was thankfully Willa. I made sure I had the money before disembarking from my car and heading in. "Hi there, Zane," Willa greeted me. I recalled that Belle would be working at the bar near UV campus tonight and tomorrow. "Hey, Willa, Katt, and Janet," I grinned. "Willa, if I get out of this, can I have a moment of your time when I get back?" "Sure," Willa seemed curious. "I would like to talk to you too." That was a bit odd but okay. When I entered the Dixie Roadhouse it took me a moment for my eyes to adjust but I knew where Deacon's table was from my last visit. Deacon was there with two of his associates, all in similar states of disrepair. My first thought was: What in the hell happened to them? The second was: Wow, they let someone in a half-body cast out of the hospital rather quickly these days. It looked like a herd of water buffalo had worked out the dance routine from that prison scene in the play Chicago, he had it coming, all over their bodies. None of his infirmities kept Deacon from glaring with horrible malevolence at me as I approached. "Here is your five thousand dollars," I stated as I lay the envelope on the table. None of them made a move on the money and I began to worry. Then I took in the full effects of their injuries and I figured out that not one of the three could reach over and get it. I opted to push the money across the table to the closest cripple. One of the guys managed, with some pain, to pick up the envelope and count the money. "It is all here," the guy mumbled to Deacon. I could see in Deacon's eyes that his hate for me was far from quenched but I didn't know why. It wasn't like I came back and kicked his ass, oh fuck, maybe I had. "I'll be going, then," I said as I backed up four steps. "I hope you feel better next time we meet." With that, I rapidly evacuated myself from the building. I found myself de-stressing next to Willa outside. "So, who in the hell fucked up Deacon and his buddies that bad?" I inquired. "Some people were hoping you could tell us," Willa prodded. "It wasn't me if that is what you are worried about," I assured her. "Tell me what happened." "From what little we've been told or been able to figure out, Deacon and his two senior officers stepped out to their rides around 11:30 last night when they got jumped," Willa related. "Then it gets weird, weirder," Katt continued. "Their attackers dragged them thirty yards over to the electrical shed," she pointed. That way no one could see them from the bar. "Then they proceeded to beat the ever-living hell out of them," Janet concluded, then took a swig of beer. I had to think about that for a moment. "Didn't they see who did it?" I questioned. "Blackbeard and Booth (who I assumed were the other two broken bikers) were knocked out before they saw anything and Deacon hasn't related what he saw, his jaw is wired shut because it's been broken in four places," Willa tried and failed to hide her grin. I had to think about that for a second; Deacon's jaw looked like it was carved out of granite. "Ladies (an affectation they found amusing), if Deacon and his two buddies had gotten into a fight outside the Roadhouse, wouldn't the rest of you come running, and wouldn't they have called out if they saw a gang of guys they didn't know coming toward them?" I ruminated. "That makes sense," Katt confirmed, "but what does that mean?" "One person," I muttered; "one really, really skilled person." "No way," Janet shook her head. "I can and have one-punched a person and I'm only so good," I countered. "I would have figured out which bike was Deacon's, picked the third one closer to the door to hide behind. After that, when he passed by me, I would come around the bike at a crouch-run and kick the closest target where the ear and jaw meet. If I do it right his brain beats around inside his skull a few times and it's lights out," I explained. "It looks like you've given this some thought," Willa observed. "No; the move is standard kick-boxing and the tactics are the usual for ambushing a dangerous animal. If you come at it head-on, you might still win but the price is much higher. Deacon and the other two talking in a place they felt safe was the 'distraction' for the ambush," I explained. "Oh," Willa contemplated the scenario. I could see her eyes walk over the parking lot as she considered the events playing out. "Of course, that still leaves you facing two opponents, right around six feet and 220 to 240 who are adept at violence," I pointed out. "If you could hit the second guy the same way fast enough and somehow render the last one incapable of speech, Willa concluded. "You would have to be insanely fast and if someone was that good, what would they be doing at a biker bar in Lancaster, Virginia?" "Don't you know? This is the destination of choice for all international assassins on the run?" I joked. "Willa, can I have that moment now?" She shrugged, grinned, and walked with me to my car. It was refreshing to be side-by-side with a woman not interested in jumping my bones. If she'd been a lesbian instead of what she was, it would have been perfect. "You are too young for me, Zane," Willa headed me off. "Cool," I answered, which was not what she expected. "I need to talk with you a bit but not here. I don't want to risk anyone else listening in." Now Willa appeared to be curious. "Okay. The abandoned roadside motel on Chandler Road, 2:00 pm tomorrow," she responded. "Thanks, Willa. And also, do you know where I can get some fake ID's?" I asked as I got into my car. "I'll see what I can dig up," Willa smirked. She rejoined her buddies on the porch and was chatting away as I took off for home. I knew that my ordeal for this evening was far from over. There still was the hurdle of finding a place for Paige to sleep and making sure she stayed in the room Jill and I agreed on. The struggle with Jill over Rio had been epic enough; I certainly didn't expect the sounds of women's laughter and modern music to be the first thing I heard when I stepped out of my ride. Mind you, Jill thought Rio still had moral fiber. If I told Rio she had even a single moral fiber left she'd span Heaven and Earth hunting the mythical beast down a la King Pellinore. On the plus side, Aunt Jill knew nothing of Paige so I could play up that angle. I walked indoors to a chorus of 'hey' and 'Zane' coming from the kitchen. I strode into a flurry of dinner-prep activity. Apparently we were attempting Italian sausage ravioli, broccoli & carrots, mashed potatoes, salad, and gazpacho. Okay, I was pretty sure Jill thought ravioli was the invention of Chef Boyardee and

In our second Samhain Witch Week episode we return to Primrose Hill's cottage. Where the hearth glows golden against the gathering dark and the scent of spice, smoke and apple fills the air. Join us as Primrose prepares for The Witch's New Year— a time of endings, beginnings and sacred remembrance. Together we step into the stillness of the Dumb Supper, a silent meal shared with the spirits of our beloved dead — learning how to host your own and weave this timeless rite of communion into your Samhain celebrations. Alongside the supper we will explore a handful of hearth-born enchantments and recipes for the turning of the year - Hearth Protection Bread — to bless and seal your home for winter. Apple Spirit Blessing — a sweet ancestral charm of love and remembrance. Pumpkin Soup for Prosperity — golden nourishment for abundance and renewal. Ancestral Mulled Wine or Cider — a warming brew for spirit connection. Shadow Jar Spell — to release the old year and transform what lingers in the dark. This is The Enchanted Feast — a night of quiet magic, candlelight, and communion between worlds. So pour yourself something warm, settle by the fire and step with me into the witch's kitchen at Samhain, where love, memory and magic are stirred together in every dish. Blessed Samhain my loves. May your hearth be warm and your spirits near. Hallowed Harvest Witch Box - https://www.etsy.com/uk/listing/4382208970/hallowed-harvest-a-samhain-witch-box Hallowed Harvest Zine - https://www.etsy.com/uk/listing/4382236667/hallowed-harvest-a-samhain-grimoire OCTOBER ON PATREON - WHISPERS AT THE VEIL As the nights lengthen and the veil thins, the voices of the ancestors stir — soft, haunting, and full of wisdom. This October inside Patreon, we will journey into Whispers at the Veil - a month of ancestral reverence, remembrance, and magick. Together we'll open the door to our kin beyond the veil, honour their gifts, release their shadows and weave their blessings into our craft. This month includes -  Guided meditation to open ancestral communion A podcast/grimoire pages on ancestral witchcraft & initiatory death rites in coven and esoteric traditions An ancestor altar + ritual kit (printables + invocation) Tarot & oracle spreads for ancestral guidance Weekly journal prompts for reflection, healing, and remembrance A closing rite of Ancestral Blessing — sealing their wisdom into your path as the wheel turns By the end of October, you will have -  Your own ancestor altar A living practice of honouring your dead Tools to heal ancestral wounds and embody ancestral blessings A rite of blessing + remembrance to carry their voices with you through the dark half of the year Join me for October's journey - https://patreon.com/TheHedgeandHollow?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink Samhain is the witch's New Year — a time when the veil between worlds thins and the Old Year falls away like autumn leaves. Together we will gather in sacred circle to honour the ancestors, release what is ready to be laid to rest, and call in the magick of the year ahead. This circle will feel more festive than usual — a true witches' gathering in the spirit of Samhain. Think candlelight, divination, fire magick, and the warmth of community as we step into the New Year. What to expect - Ritual of Release + Invitation – letting go of the old, welcoming the new. Divination + Fortune-Telling – tarot, pendulum, scrying, traditional Samhain magic. Ancestor Offering – honouring those who came before us. New Year Spellwork – planting intentions for the year ahead. Bring your candles, tarot cards, and a small offering for your ancestors. The Samhain Gathering is our chance to cross the threshold together, in celebration, magick, and witchcraft. I cannot wait to share this New Year circle with you. [Thursday 30th October from 7pm GMT via Zoom - Witches Who Run With The Wolves tier https://www.patreon.com/posts/samhain-witches-139987230?utm_medium=clipboard_copy&utm_source=copyLink&utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=join_link Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/thewhitewitchpodcast?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet&igsh=ZDNlZDc0MzIxNw== Website - https://thewhitewitchpodcast.co.uk/ Find my book here - The White Witch's Book of Healing by Carly Rose - https://amzn.eu/d/70j3ALv Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

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From zombies to werewolves to aliens, the Zombies franchise just kept getting bigger, bolder, and more fun. But how do you build a world that wild—and still make it relatable? This week, we're joined by Paul Hoen, the director behind Disney's Zombies films, to pull back the curtain on how it all came together. In this episode, Paul shares: How he landed the director's chair for the first Zombies movie

Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein II are two of the greatest entertainers in New York City history. They have delighted millions of people with their unique and influential take on the Broadway musical — serious, sincere, graceful and poignant. In the process they have helped in elevating New York's Theater District into a critical destination for American culture.In this episode, we tell the story of this remarkable duo — from their early years with other creators (Hammerstein with Jerome Kern, Rodgers with Lorenz Hart) to a run-down of all their shows. And almost all of it — from the plains of Oklahoma to the exotic climates of South Pacific — takes place on just two city blocks in Midtown Manhattan!PLUS: What classic music venue still bears the name of Oscar Hammerstein's grandfather?How did the ritzy Plaza Hotel celebrate the fifth anniversary of Oklahoma's debut?How is Richard Rodgers associated with Hamilton the Musical?And what was the final song written by Rodgers and Hammerstein?In honor of the new Richard Linklater film Blue Moon about Richard Rodgers' first songwriting partner Lorenz Hart AND in honor of a new set of Broadway musicals opening in November, we're reissuing this 2017 show in a newly re-edited, remastered edition.Visit the website for more images of the shows discussed on this showAll music by Rodgers and Hammerstein can be found on releases from Sony Masterworks Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

It seems we've always had monsters among us. We've long been enthralled by dragons and and giants, by the likes of Frankenstein and Godzilla and Dracula, by witches and werewolves and countless others. They roam our maps and creation myths; they crop up in our dreams, in our children's books, in our political rhetoric. Where do these beings spring from? What do they do for us? How have they changed over time? And, ultimately, what do our monsters say about their makers? My guests today are Dr. Natalie Lawrence and Dr. Surekha Davies. Both are historians of science and authors of recent books on monsters: Natalie's book is Enchanted creatures: Our monsters and their meanings. Surekha's book is Humans: A monstrous history. Here, Surekha, Natalie, and I talk about monsters as category breakers and boundary walkers—and about how monstrosity is in the eye of the beholder. We walk through a menagerie of monsters—from the apocryphal blemmyes of old travelogues, to a hairy-faced girl in 16th century France, to the figure of Caliban in The Tempest. We discuss the psychological and cultural forces that generate monsters. And we talk about whether anyone would want to live in a world without them. Along the way we touch on, the "monstrification" of social groups; psychoanalysis; our primal fear of snakes; curiosity cabinets; therianthropes and the Cave of the Three Brothers; the relationship between the monstrosity and geography; our long fascination with so-called monstrous births; the Muppet Show; dinosaurs and sea creatures; and the question what monsters might do for children in particular. Alright friends, it's the monstrous season and this is a fun one to help you celebrate. Enjoy!   Notes 3:00 – Grendel's mother has often been a subject of critical discussion and adaptation. See, for instance, the 2018 novel, The Mere Wife. 12:30 – For a classic history-of-science treatment of “wonders” (including monsters) and our conceptions of nature, see here.  18:30 – For those unfamiliar with muppets, an episode of the Muppet Show, which premiered in 1976. 24:00 – The blemmyes were often the subjects of illustration—for examples, see here. 26:00 – For more on Sir Walter Raleigh and the blemmyes, see Dr. Davies' recent newsletter post. 29:00 – One example of monsters at the margins of maps can be seen in the Psalter World Map. 32:00 – For more on Cave of the Trois Freres and the Sorcerer, see here.  34:00 – For more on shamanism, see our recent episode with Manvir Singh.  37:00 – Therianthropes are relatively rare in cave art, but have nonetheless been widely discussed. For an example, see here. 39:00 – For more on Antoinetta Gonsalvus and her family, including examples of how she was represented in paintings of the era, see here.  45:00 – The trope of monsters in creation stories is often called “chaoskampf.” 47:00 – The meanings of Medusa have been widely discussed and debated. See here for an example.  52:00 – For more about Caliban, and the racial and colonial dimensions of the Tempest, see here.  57:00 – The Steinbeck quote comes from his book, The Log from ‘The Sea of Cortez'   Recommendations The Ashgate Research Companion to Monsters and the Monstrous, edited by Asa Simon Mittman & Peter J. Dendle Spectacle of Deformity, by Nadja Durbach The Modern Myths, by Philip Ball The Monsters and the Critics (and other essays), by J.R.R. Tolkien No Go the Bogeyman, by Marina Warner Where the Wild Things Are, by Maurice Sendak   Many Minds is a project of the Diverse Intelligences Summer Institute, which is made possible by a generous grant from the John Templeton Foundation to Indiana University. The show is hosted and produced by Kensy Cooperrider, with help from Assistant Producer Urte Laukaityte and with creative support from DISI Directors Erica Cartmill and Jacob Foster. Our artwork is by Ben Oldroyd. Subscribe to Many Minds on Apple, Stitcher, Spotify, Pocket Casts, Google Play, or wherever you listen to podcasts. You can also now subscribe to the Many Minds newsletter here! We welcome your comments, questions, and suggestions. Feel free to email us at: manymindspodcast@gmail.com. For updates about the show, visit our website or follow us on Bluesky (@manymindspod.bsky.social).

Fluent Fiction - Danish: A Serendipitous Discovery in Aarhus' Enchanted Bookstore Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/da/episode/2025-10-23-22-34-02-da Story Transcript:Da: I Aarhus, hvor efteråret havde malet byen i gyldne nuancer, lå der en lille, hyggelig boghandel ved siden af Aarhus Katedralskole.En: In Aarhus, where autumn had painted the city in golden hues, there was a small, cozy bookstore next to Aarhus Katedralskole.Da: Denne gamle bygning, en højborg af læring og historie, stod som et vidnesbyrd om tider, der var gået.En: This old building, a bastion of learning and history, stood as a testament to times gone by.Da: Astrid og Jens, begge elever på skolen, trådte ind i boghandlen.En: Astrid and Jens, both students at the school, stepped into the bookstore.Da: Butikken duftede af gamle bøger og friskbrygget kaffe.En: The shop smelled of old books and freshly brewed coffee.Da: Astrid havde en plan.En: Astrid had a plan.Da: Hun var fast besluttet på at finde alt det, hun havde brug for, til hendes naturvidenskabsprojekt om skolens arkitektoniske historie.En: She was determined to find everything she needed for her science project on the school's architectural history.Da: Hun elskede skolens buer og høje lofter, og hun kunne brugt timer på at betragte dem.En: She loved the school's arches and high ceilings and could spend hours admiring them.Da: Jens derimod, med sin evige trang til eventyr, begyndte straks at kigge på bøger om alt muligt andet.En: Jens, on the other hand, with his eternal craving for adventure, immediately started looking at books on all sorts of other topics.Da: "Astrid, se!En: "Astrid, look!Da: En bog om vikinger!En: A book about vikings!Da: Den ser spændende ud!"En: It looks exciting!"Da: sagde han med et begejstret grin.En: he said with an enthusiastic grin.Da: Astrid sukkede let.En: Astrid sighed softly.Da: Hun vidste, at Jens' nysgerrighed ofte ledte dem ud på sidespor.En: She knew that Jens' curiosity often led them astray.Da: De gik forbi rækker af bøger.En: They walked past rows of books.Da: Astrid søgte på hylderne efter bøger om arkitektur og skolens historie.En: Astrid searched the shelves for books about architecture and the school's history.Da: Men tiden gik hurtigt, og hun fandt intet.En: But time flew by, and she found nothing.Da: Frustrationen byggede sig op i hende.En: The frustration built up inside her.Da: "Jeg finder aldrig det rigtige," mumlede hun stille.En: "I'll never find the right thing," she mumbled quietly.Da: "Kom nu, Astrid.En: "Come on, Astrid.Da: Måske er det netop i at lade sig distrahere, vi finder det, vi leder efter," sagde Jens med sit sædvanlige ukuelige optimisme.En: Maybe it's precisely in letting ourselves get distracted that we find what we're looking for," Jens said with his usual unyielding optimism.Da: Astrid rystede på hovedet, men smilede.En: Astrid shook her head but smiled.Da: Han havde en pointe.En: He had a point.Da: De vendte rundt et hjørne, og der, i en stille krog, lå en gammel bog med titlen "Aarhus Katedralskoles Arkitektoniske Samling."En: They rounded a corner, and there, in a quiet nook, lay an old book titled "Aarhus Katedralskoles Arkitektoniske Samling."Da: Astrids hjerte sprang et slag over.En: Astrid's heart skipped a beat.Da: "Jens, se!"En: "Jens, look!"Da: sagde hun ivrigt og greb bogen.En: she said eagerly and grabbed the book.Da: Bogen var et skatkammer af information og billeder, netop det, hun havde brug for til sit projekt.En: The book was a treasure trove of information and pictures, exactly what she needed for her project.Da: Astrid rettede sig op og så på Jens.En: Astrid straightened up and looked at Jens.Da: "Jeg tror, dine omveje alligevel ikke var så dårlige," sagde hun taknemmeligt.En: "I guess your detours weren't so bad after all," she said gratefully.Da: De forlod boghandlen sammen, begge lidt klogere.En: They left the bookstore together, both a little wiser.Da: Astrid havde nu alt, hun skulle bruge til at lave et fantastisk projekt.En: Astrid now had everything she needed to create a fantastic project.Da: Hun havde lært at værdsætte det uventede.En: She had learned to appreciate the unexpected.Da: Jens havde set, hvordan fokus også kan føre til nye eventyr og resultater.En: Jens had seen how focus can also lead to new adventures and results.Da: På hjemvejen hvinede vinden gennem de farverige blade, men Astrid følte sig varm inden i.En: On the way home, the wind whistled through the colorful leaves, but Astrid felt warm inside.Da: De havde klaret det.En: They had succeeded.Da: Sammen.En: Together. Vocabulary Words:autumn: efterårethues: nuancerbastion: højborgtestament: vidnesbyrdcozy: hyggeligdetermined: fast besluttetarches: buertrail: sidesporenthusiastic: begejstretcraving: trangduftede: smelledfrustration: frustrationmumbled: mumledeunyielding: ukueligedetours: omvejeskipped a beat: sprang et slag overtreasure trove: skatkammergratefully: taknemmeligtappreciate: værdsætteunexpected: uventedeadventure: eventyrstraightened up: rettede sig opnook: krogarchitectural: arkitektoniskeproject: projektcuriosity: nysgerrighedleaves: bladewarm inside: varm inden isucceeded: klaret detstroked: hvinede

Everyone knows going to Disney World is expensive—but how expensive depends on how you plan. In this episode, we explore what different Disney trips look like at four very different budgets: $1,000, $5,000, $10,000 and $25,000. What you'll hear in this episode: Is it possible to take your family to Disney World for under $1,000? What do you gain (and what do you lose) with a $5,000 trip? What does a $25,000 “ultimate Disney vacation” actually look like? How much of your budget goes to tickets, Lightning Lanes, food, hotels, and merch Tips for setting realistic expectations for your own Disney trip Whether you're planning on a tight budget or dreaming big, this episode will help you see the magic in every kind of Disney vacation. Submit a question/topic for us to discuss on a future episode. Don't forget to check us out on: -Instagram -Facebook  -Youtube Missing the smell of the parks? Check out Magic Candle Company and use code ENCHANTED at checkout to save 15% off your next order. Timestamps Welcome 00:00 Pricing Out Your Disney World Vacation 01:19 $1,000 Trip 03:38 $5,000 Disney Vacation 11:51 $10,000 Family Vacation 17:31 Disney World Park Refresh Rotation 24:52 Trip Add Ons 30:52 $25,000 Once in a Lifetime Disney World Vacation 34:08 Go To Restaurants 42:36 Can You Have Too Much Disney? 46:35

A seven-night Eastern Caribbean cruise review of Enchanted Princess to private destination Princess Cay, Amber Cove, Grand Turk, and San Juan Puerto Rico. 

A seven-night Eastern Caribbean cruise review of Enchanted Princess to Princess Cays, Amber Cove, Grand Turk, and San Juan Puerto Rico. 

Kieran Fanning, a writer and primary school teacher from Co. Meath, returns with his latest book. In Enchanted Ireland: An Atlas of Magical Stories from Every County, Kieran once again pays a visit to every county in Ireland, told through 32 magical stories. Kieran Fanning joined Alan Morrissey on Thursday's Morning Focus. Book Cover (c) Julia Iredale

Conas taoi? How are ye? Welcome back to the Candlelit Tales podcast, where we tell Irish myths set to original music. This episode continues our Fianna Saga with another strange encounter with the otherworld when part of the Fianna go hunting. Fionn is left at his home for this one, trusting the grumpy Goll Mac Morna to tackle a group of younger warriors out hunting to test their strength. The strange events of the enchanted hall became one of Fergus's favourite stories to tell… Please note the content of these stories may be triggering for some listeners, please take care of yourself as you listen. This story contains allusions to coercive control, animal cruelty and animal death, and physical restraint. This podcast is proudly sponsored by the people who donate to us each month via https://www.patreon.com/candlelittales and anyone who sends us a once-off donation through the Paypal button on our website http://candlelittales.ie/ Find details of our upcoming shows here: https://candlelittales.ie/performances/ You can pre-order our book Celtic Mythology now! Ireland: https://www.easons.com/celtic-mythology-sorcha-hegarty-9781507223888 US: https://bookshop.org/lists/our-books-candlelit-tales UK: https://uk.bookshop.org/lists/our-books-candlelit-tales https://www.youtube.com/c/CandlelitTales https://open.spotify.com/show/2102WuUUe9Jl6cGXNwQEKf https://soundcloud.com/candlelittales https://twitter.com/candlelit_tales?lang=en https://www.facebook.com/candlelittales https://www.instagram.com/candlelittales https://vimeo.com/user52850249 https://music.amazon.co.uk/podcasts/00d5c29b-ee1a-4078-aacf-62e1a94522dc/candlelit-tales-irish-mythology-podcast

Fluent Fiction - Mandarin Chinese: Unraveling the Mysteries of Jiuzhaigou's Enchanted Past Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/zh/episode/2025-10-15-22-34-02-zh Story Transcript:Zh: 在一个色彩斑斓的秋天，玉航来到九寨沟国家公园。En: In a colorful autumn, Yuhang arrived at Jiuzhaigou National Park.Zh: 他被这里的景色深深吸引。En: He was deeply captivated by the scenery here.Zh: 湖水碧蓝如宝石，瀑布从山间飞泻而下，森林披上了金黄色的外衣。En: The lake water was as blue as a gemstone, waterfalls cascading down from the mountains, and the forest wearing a golden yellow coat.Zh: 今天是重阳节，一个适合登高的日子，然而玉航的内心充满好奇与不安。En: Today is the Chongyang Festival, a day suitable for climbing heights, but Yuhang's heart was filled with curiosity and unease.Zh: 在参观这里的一个古老木屋时，玉航不小心踢到了一本旧书。En: While visiting an old wooden house here, Yuhang accidentally kicked an old book.Zh: 书籍灰尘满覆，上面写着一些看不懂的字。En: The book was covered in dust, with some unreadable words written on it.Zh: 玉航拾起这本旧日记本，打开翻阅，却发现里面的字迹隐隐透露着九寨沟的一个隐藏秘密。En: Yuhang picked up this old diary, opened it, and leafed through it, discovering that the handwriting faintly revealed a hidden secret of Jiuzhaigou.Zh: “这是个机会。En: "This is an opportunity," Yuhang thought.Zh: ”玉航心想。En: However, the contents of the diary were incomplete, and the handwriting, worn by time, had become blurred.Zh: 可是，这本日记的内容残缺不全，字迹也经过岁月的打磨，变得模糊不清。En: Yuhang was hesitant.Zh: 玉航犹豫不决。En: Should he make an effort to unravel this mystery, or should he give up and focus on the scenery instead?Zh: 他是应该努力解开这个谜团，还是放弃，将注意力放在风景之中？En: Yuhang ultimately decided to pursue these clues.Zh: 玉航最终决定追寻这些线索。En: He brought along his friends, Mei and Xiaobo.Zh: 他找来了他的朋友梅和小波。En: On this enigmatic Chongyang Festival, the three of them embarked on an adventure.Zh: 在这个充满谜团的双九节，他们三人一起展开冒险。En: Mei was a girl with clear logic, good at analysis; Xiaobo, bold yet cautious, was willing to take on challenges.Zh: 梅是个逻辑清晰的女孩，善于分析；小波则胆大心细，勇于挑战。En: Following the hints in the diary, they ventured deep into Jiuzhaigou.Zh: 他们沿着日记上的提示，走到了九寨沟深处。En: The autumn sunlight dappled the ground through the leaves, adding a sense of mystery to their investigation.Zh: 秋日的阳光透过树叶斑斑驳驳地照在地上，给他们的调查增添了许多神秘感。En: Near the Zhuliang Waterfall, they discovered a hidden stream flowing into a concealed cave.Zh: 在珠帘瀑布附近，他们发现了一处隐秘的小溪，溪水流向一处隐蔽的山洞。En: Entering the cave, Yuhang, Mei, and Xiaobo encountered an ancient carving.Zh: 走进山洞，玉航、梅和小波面前出现一个古老的雕刻。En: It recorded the life story of an old man.Zh: 这里记录着一位老人的生平故事。En: Throughout his life, he guarded the secrets of Jiuzhaigou, documenting his experiences in this diary, hoping that one day someone would unravel this mystery.Zh: 他一生守护着九寨沟的秘密，将自己的经历记录在这本日记里，希望有朝一日能有人解开这个谜。En: The diary's owner was a wise old man.Zh: 日记的主人原是一位智慧的老人，他在他的时代不仅注视着自然的变迁，还感悟到人与自然的真正联系。En: During his time, he not only observed the changes in nature but also understood the true connection between humans and nature.Zh: 玉航、梅和小波沉默了一会儿。En: Yuhang, Mei, and Xiaobo were silent for a moment.Zh: 突然间，他们明白了，这不仅仅是一个秘密那么简单，而是九寨沟过去的珍贵历史。En: Suddenly, they realized that this was not just a simple secret but a valuable part of Jiuzhaigou's past.Zh: 他们将这一发现告诉了公园的管理者，同时写下了这一故事。En: They informed the park's managers of this discovery and wrote down the story.Zh: 九寨沟的历史不再是一个秘密，而成为了所有来访者的一部分。En: The history of Jiuzhaigou was no longer a secret but became a part of every visitor's experience.Zh: 玉航通过这次奇妙的经历，明白了历史的价值和个人故事的重要性。En: Through this wondrous experience, Yuhang understood the value of history and the importance of personal stories.Zh: 他重新找到了属于自己的归属感，也第一次真正体会到人与自然之间的深刻联系。En: He rediscovered a sense of belonging and, for the first time, truly experienced the profound connection between humans and nature.Zh: 三人沿着返回的路途，九寨沟的秋天变得更加美丽动人。En: As the three retraced their steps, the autumn in Jiuzhaigou became even more breathtakingly beautiful.Zh: 玉航终于感到心灵的满足，连接过去的点滴，使他焕然一新。En: Yuhang finally felt a sense of spiritual fulfillment, with the pieces of the past connecting, renewing him.Zh: 今天的重阳节，是一个开始，而不只是结束。En: Today's Chongyang Festival was a beginning, not just an end. Vocabulary Words:autumn: 秋天captivated: 吸引curiosity: 好奇unease: 不安diary: 日记faintly: 隐隐blurred: 模糊hesitant: 犹豫不决unravel: 解开enigmatic: 谜团adventure: 冒险bold: 胆大cautious: 心细venture: 走到dappled: 斑斑驳驳concealed: 隐蔽carving: 雕刻guarded: 守护connection: 联系profound: 深刻spiritual: 心灵fulfillment: 满足documenting: 记录wondrous: 奇妙belonging: 归属感breathtakingly: 美丽动人mystery: 秘密opportunity: 机会golden: 金黄色gemstone: 宝石

The Enchanted Greenhouse is een hartverwarmend cozy fantasy boek vol magie en tweede kansen in de wereld van de The New York Times-bestseller The Spellshop. Geschreven door Sarah Beth Durst. Uitgegeven door Uitgeverij De Fontein Spreker: Jorien Zeevaart

The Enchanted Tiki Room didn't just add charm to Adventureland—it changed Disney history forever. In this episode, we explore how Walt Disney and Imagineers used groundbreaking technology to bring the first audio-animatronics to life, paving the way for Haunted Mansion, Pirates of the Caribbean and beyond. What you'll hear in this episode: Walt's original idea for the Enchanted Tiki Room Why the Tiki Room is the foundation of Disney Parks How NASA technology helped make the Tiki Birds possible If you're a Disney adult who loves Imagineering stories, this is one you won't want to miss. Submit a question/topic for us to discuss on a future episode. Don't forget to check us out on: -Instagram -Facebook  -Youtube Missing the smell of the parks? Check out Magic Candle Company and use code ENCHANTED at checkout to save 15% off your next order. Timestamps Welcome 00:00 The Origins of Audio Animatronics 01:58 The Start of the Enchanted Tiki Room 08:11 How NASA Made it All Possible 11:04 The Problem with a Dinner Show 18:46 Writing the Songs 22:03 Remnants of the Tea Room 23:54 Opening Day Success 26:37 Dole Sponsorship 30:18 Fun Facts 35:17 Other Versions of the Tiki Room 39:12 Trader Sam's 48:46 What Attraction Should We Cover Next? 51:09

Enchanted butter, mysteriously sick cows, allegations of bewitching?! That's all in the first of “Explore the Lore”, which was put together by folklore enthusiast Melody Rose for the CBC Creator Network.

AP correspondent Julie Walker reports 3 scientists win the Nobel prize in chemistry.

Fluent Fiction - Serbian: Rekindling Old Bonds at the Enchanted Kalemegdan Fortress Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/sr/episode/2025-10-08-22-34-01-sr Story Transcript:Sr: Калемегданска тврђава је изгледала чаробно под јесењим сунцем.En: The Kalemegdan Fortress looked magical under the autumn sun.Sr: Листови су тихо падали и прекривали стазе.En: Leaves quietly fell, covering the paths.Sr: Мила, Вук и Александар стигли су рано ујутро, свесни важности овог места за њих.En: Mila, Vuk, and Aleksandar arrived early in the morning, aware of the importance this place held for them.Sr: Као деца, отац их је често водио овде.En: As children, their father often brought them here.Sr: Данас су први пут дошли само њих троје, без њега.En: Today, it was the first time the three of them came without him.Sr: Мила је желела да окупи породицу.En: Mila wanted to bring the family together.Sr: Њен план је био да направе пикник као када су били деца.En: Her plan was to have a picnic like when they were kids.Sr: "Морамо се присетити свих лепих тренутака", рекла је тихо ходивши према старим клупама.En: "We must remember all the wonderful moments," she said softly, walking toward the old benches.Sr: Алекасандар, најмлађи, седео је на земљи и играо се лишћем.En: Aleksandar, the youngest, sat on the ground, playing with the leaves.Sr: "Не разумем зашто сада долазимо овде.En: "I don't understand why we're coming here now.Sr: Све је другачије без тате," рекао је збуњено.En: Everything is different without dad," he said, bewildered.Sr: Вук је ћутао, посматрајући снажне реке које су се сусретале у даљини.En: Vuk said nothing, watching the powerful rivers meet in the distance.Sr: Док су распремали храну, настао је тренутак пажљиве тишине.En: As they unpacked the food, a moment of careful silence ensued.Sr: Вук је изненада извадио писмо.En: Vuk suddenly took out a letter.Sr: "Ово сам нашао међу његовим стварима," рекао је.En: "I found this among his things," he said.Sr: Мила и Александар гледали су га са неверицом.En: Mila and Aleksandar looked at him in disbelief.Sr: У писму је отац писао о важности породичних окупљања на овом месту.En: In the letter, their father wrote about the importance of family gatherings at this place.Sr: "Желим да овде долазите сваке године, како би ваше везе биле јака," писало је у писму.En: "I want you to come here every year, so your bonds will remain strong," it was written in the letter.Sr: Суза се појавила у Милиним очима.En: A tear appeared in Mila's eyes.Sr: "Мислим да сада разумем шта треба да радимо," рекла је.En: "I think I now understand what we need to do," she said.Sr: Породица се смејала, јела и присећала старих прича.En: The family laughed, ate, and reminisced about old stories.Sr: У срцу су осетили да су поново заједно.En: In their hearts, they felt together again.Sr: Мила је схватила да не мора све сама, Вук је нашао мир, а Александар је схватио колико је породица важна.En: Mila realized she didn't have to do everything alone, Vuk found peace, and Aleksandar understood how important family is.Sr: Свађе и несугласице заменила је топла, породична атмосфера.En: Arguments and disagreements were replaced by a warm, familial atmosphere.Sr: Одлучили су да сваке године на истом месту славе сећање на оца.En: They decided to celebrate the memory of their father at the same place every year.Sr: Јесење сунце је залазило, а њихова веза је била јача него икад пре.En: The autumn sun was setting, and their bond was stronger than ever before.Sr: Сва тројица знали су да ће ово место увек бити њихов симбол повезаности и љубави.En: All three knew that this place would always be their symbol of connection and love. Vocabulary Words:fortress: тврђаваmagical: чаробноbewildered: збуњеноdisbelief: неверицаensued: настаоreminisced: присећалаsymbol: симболbond: везаreplaced: заменилаgatherings: окупљањаremained: остатиbonds: везеunpack: распрематиletter: писмоpeace: мирfamilial: породичнаarguments: свађеimportance: важностautumn: јесењеtears: сузеrealized: схватилаfamily: породицаpaths: стазеgather: окупитиunpack: распрематиpowerful: снажнеunderstood: схватиоtogether: заједноremain: остатиconnection: повезаности

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You know him for his iconic Evolution of Disney Costume videos, but today we're flipping the script and looking back at the evolution of Disney Dan himself. In this episode, we talk with Dan about: His early YouTube days creating Disney Infinity unboxings How he launched the Distory series and built a community Why he stepped out from behind the camera to share his wild Disney adventures A sneak peek at the live shows he's developing A tease of what may be his biggest adventure yet Whether you're a longtime Disney Dan fan or just discovering his work, this is a fun look at a creator who's turned his Disney passion into a career. Submit a question/topic for us to discuss on a future episode. Don't forget to check us out on: -Instagram -Facebook  -Youtube Missing the smell of the parks? Check out Magic Candle Company and use code ENCHANTED at checkout to save 15% off your next order. Timestamps Welcome 00:00 Help Us Reach the Top 100 on Apple Podcasts! 02:38 Welcome Disney Dan! 03:45 Dan's Origin on YouTube 05:26 The Invention of Distory 11:13 Evolution of Disney Costumes 16:19 How Dan Does His Research 24:27 Favorite Character Dan Has Covered 28:01 I Guess We're RunDisney Freaks Now 34:01 KiteTails-Forever in Our Hearts 37:00 Moving to Adventure Style Vlogs 40:55 Favorite Disney Memorabilia 50:07 Where Dan Stores All His Costumes 54:01 The Best McDonald's Lifehack 57:07 Meeting Lin Manuel-Miranda 1:00:23 Dan's Next Adventure 01:10:17

Fluent Fiction - Dutch: Chasing Tulips: An Enchanted Day in Keukenhof's Treasures Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/nl/episode/2025-10-03-07-38-19-nl Story Transcript:Nl: Maarten en Lotte stonden aan het begin van hun avontuur in de kleurrijke wereld van de Keukenhof.En: Maarten and Lotte stood at the beginning of their adventure in the colorful world of the Keukenhof.Nl: De herfstkleuren om hen heen waren betoverend, maar Maarten had maar één doel voor ogen.En: The autumn colors around them were enchanting, but Maarten had only one goal in mind.Nl: "Lotte, die zeldzame tulp, hij bloeit vandaag ergens hier!En: "Lotte, that rare tulip, it's blooming somewhere here today!"Nl: " zei Maarten enthousiast.En: Maarten said enthusiastically.Nl: Lotte glimlachte, deels uit liefde voor haar vriend, deels omdat ze wist dat dit weer zo'n dag zou worden.En: Lotte smiled, partly out of love for her friend, and partly because she knew it was going to be one of those days again.Nl: Ze liepen over de kronkelige paden tussen de bloembedden.En: They walked along the winding paths between the flower beds.Nl: De frisse lucht rook naar vochtige aarde en afgevallen bladeren.En: The fresh air smelled of damp earth and fallen leaves.Nl: Maarten hield zijn verouderde kaart stevig vast terwijl hij de route volgde die hij eerder zorgvuldig had uitgezocht.En: Maarten held his aged map firmly as he followed the route he had carefully planned earlier.Nl: "We hadden beter om hulp kunnen vragen, Maarten.En: "We should have asked for help, Maarten.Nl: Deze kaart is oud," zuchtte Lotte zachtjes.En: This map is old," Lotte sighed softly.Nl: "Ach, we hebben toch de tijd?En: "Ah, we've got time, right?"Nl: " antwoordde hij vrolijk.En: he replied cheerfully.Nl: De tuin leek eindeloos en elk hoekje bood een nieuw, prachtig spektakel aan bloemen.En: The garden seemed endless, and each corner offered a new, stunning spectacle of flowers.Nl: Toch wilde Maarten niets liever dan die ene tulp vinden.En: Still, Maarten wanted nothing more than to find that one tulip.Nl: De lucht werd grijs en donkere wolken begonnen zich samen te pakken boven hun hoofd.En: The sky turned gray, and dark clouds started gathering above their heads.Nl: "Maarten, het gaat regenen, misschien kunnen we beter naar het café gaan," stelde Lotte voor.En: "Maarten, it's going to rain, maybe we should head to the café," Lotte suggested.Nl: Maar Maarten, vastberaden als altijd, schudde zijn hoofd.En: But Maarten, determined as always, shook his head.Nl: "Nog even zoeken, Lotte, we zijn vast dichtbij.En: "Just a little more searching, Lotte, we must be close."Nl: "Plots zagen ze tussen de oranje en gele kleuren van de herfst een glimp van iets bijzonders.En: Suddenly, amidst the orange and yellow colors of autumn, they caught a glimpse of something special.Nl: Daar stond de legendarische tulp, stralend en alleen, omringd door een klein hek.En: There stood the legendary tulip, shining and alone, surrounded by a small fence.Nl: Net op dat moment begon de regen te vallen, harder dan ze hadden verwacht.En: Just then, the rain began to fall, harder than they had expected.Nl: Lotte probeerde snel een foto te maken en haastte zich overmodig naar het bloembed.En: Lotte quickly tried to take a picture and hurriedly approached the flower bed.Nl: Ze gleed uit op de modder en viel tegen het hek aan.En: She slipped on the mud and fell against the fence.Nl: Het hek stortte in en leek de tulp bijna te verpletteren.En: The fence collapsed and nearly crushed the tulip.Nl: Maarten sprintte naar voren en wist de tulp op tijd te redden.En: Maarten sprinted forward and managed to save the tulip in time.Nl: Zijn handen waren vies van modder, maar hij had het voor elkaar gekregen.En: His hands were dirty with mud, but he had accomplished it.Nl: “Snelle foto en dan weg hier!En: "Quick photo and then let's get out of here!"Nl: ” riep hij lachend naar Lotte, die inmiddels ook onder de modder zat maar gelukkig was.En: he shouted, laughing to Lotte, who was also covered in mud but happy.Nl: Ze maakten snel een foto terwijl de regen harder werd.En: They quickly took a picture as the rain grew heavier.Nl: Nat en koud renden ze naar het café.En: Wet and cold, they ran to the café.Nl: Binnen was het warm en de geur van verse koffie vulde de lucht.En: Inside, it was warm, and the smell of fresh coffee filled the air.Nl: Ze lachten samen terwijl ze hete thee en warme chocolademelk dronken.En: They laughed together as they drank hot tea and hot chocolate.Nl: "Maarten, je had gelijk.En: "Maarten, you were right.Nl: Het was een avontuur," gaf Lotte toe.En: It was an adventure," Lotte admitted.Nl: "Ik moet zeggen, het zoeken is net zo leuk als het vinden," zo bekende Maarten met een knipoog.En: "I have to say, searching is just as fun as finding," Maarten confessed with a wink.Nl: Ze keken uit het raam, waar de regen zachtjes op het glas tikte.En: They looked out the window, where the rain gently tapped against the glass.Nl: Ondanks de regen had hun zoektocht hen iets bijzonders gebracht.En: Despite the rain, their quest had brought them something special.Nl: Het was niet alleen een foto van een zeldzame tulp, maar ook een gedeelde herinnering aan een dag vol avontuur en plezier in de schoonheid van de herfsttuin.En: It was not just a photo of a rare tulip, but also a shared memory of a day full of adventure and fun in the beauty of the autumn garden. Vocabulary Words:adventure: avontuurcolorful: kleurrijkeenchanting: betoverendrare: zeldzamewinding: kronkeligedamp: vochtigeaged: verouderdesigh: zuchtstunning: prachtigdetermined: vastberadengathering: samen te pakkensuggested: stelde voorglimpse: glimplegendary: legendarischeshining: stralendcollapsed: stortte incrushed: verpletterenmanaged: wistaccomplished: voor elkaar gekregenquick: snelleconfessed: bekendequest: zoektochtmemory: herinneringspectacle: spektakelcarefully: zorgvuldigheavier: harderwindow: raamgently: zachtjesbeauty: schoonheidmud: modder

Welcome back to the Create Podcast. Just in time for the fall season, I am joined by Pam Grossman, a writer, curator, teacher, and practicing witch whose work beautifully bridges creativity, culture, and magic. Pam is the host of The Witch Wave podcast (called “the Terry Gross of witches” by Vulture), the author of Waking the Witch: Reflections on Women, Magic, and Power, and co-editor of Taschen's Witchcraft volume in the Library of Esoterica series. Her essays have appeared in The New York Times, The Atlantic, TIME, and more. She has also organized exhibitions such as Language of the Birds: Occult and Art at NYU and spoken at institutions including MoMA and Columbia University. Her brand-new book, Magic Maker: The Enchanted Path to Creativity (Penguin Life & Hay House UK, October 14, 2025), is a guide to connecting with the creative force through ritual, history, and practice. It explores how artists and visionaries such as Hilma af Klint, David Bowie, Octavia E. Butler, and Leonora Carrington have used magic as part of their creative process, and how you can do the same in your own life. In This Episode, We Discuss Pam's creative roots and how she began merging her artistic and magical practices Misconceptions about witchcraft and how the archetype of the witch has evolved How Magic Maker links art and magic, showing that creativity itself can be a spiritual practice Practical rituals to protect your studio time and invite inspiration, from lighting candles to leaving offerings or simply asking for guidance The idea of “low frequency” and “high frequency” desires in art and business, and how to balance material needs with higher intentions Pam's experiences speaking at institutions like MoMA and casting a love spell on stage at Carnegie Hall with Jinkx Monsoon The role of research, fascination, and intuition when writing a book Artists who inspire her including Leonora Carrington, Remedios Varo, Hilma af Klint, Max Ernst, and Kurt Seligmann Resources and Mentions Books by Pam Grossman Magic Maker: The Enchanted Path to Creativity (Penguin Life & Hay House UK, 2025) → Pre-order here Waking the Witch: Reflections on Women, Magic, and Power (Simon & Schuster, 2019) What Is a Witch (Tin Can Forest Press, 2016) Witchcraft (Taschen's Library of Esoterica series, co-edited with Jessica Hundley, 2020) Podcast The Witch Wave – Pam's long-running podcast on art, culture, and magic Exhibitions and Projects Language of the Birds: Occult and Art (NYU, 2016) → languageofthebirds.org Art of the Occult by S. Elizabeth (recommended resource) The Spiritual in Art: Abstract Painting 1890–1985 (Los Angeles County Museum of Art, 1986) Artists Mentioned Hilma af Klint David Bowie Octavia E. Butler Leonora Carrington Remedios Varo Max Ernst Kurt Seligmann Create! Magazine Open Call We are now accepting submissions for our fall curated exhibition and catalog: The Spirit World. This virtual show explores the mystical, eerie, and uncanny, making it the perfect theme for the season. Deadline: October 31, 2025 What selected artists receive: inclusion in the curated online exhibition, a feature in the professionally designed print and digital catalog, a blog post on Create! Magazine, and a spotlight across our international platforms.

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A wonderful Plodcast walk this week – in Vallis Vale in the Mendip Hills. Plodcast host Fergus joins artist, historian and musician Amy Jeffs on a late summer walk along a beautiful stream discussing Amy's new book: Old Songs, which looks at the origins and importance of traditional ballads. Listen on for some true Plodcast magic – some unexpected wildlife encounters, beautiful singing and a bone whistle! Old Songs: Stories of Love and Death from Traditional Ballads by Amy Jeffs and Gwen Burns is published by Quercus Books Also, the Plodcast is very proud to announce that it is media partner for the Speakies – the British Audio Awards from The Bookseller Magazine. These new awards celebrate the very best in audiobooks. The Plodcast is partnering in the non-fiction category. Find the shortlists here: www.thebookseller.com/the-british-audio-awards And now you can get in touch with the Plodcast team via: The BBC Countryfile Magazine Plodcast group on Facebook & BBC Countryfile Magazine's Instagram page. The BBC Countryfile Magazine Plodcast is the Publishers Podcast Awards Special Interest Podcast of the Year 2024 & 2025 and the PPA Podcast of the Year 2022. If you've enjoyed the plodcast, don't forget to leave likes and positive reviews. Contact the Plodcast team and send your sound recordings of the countryside to: theplodcast@countryfile.com. If your letter, email or message is read out on the show, you could WIN a Plodcast Postbag prize of a wildlife- or countryside-themed book chosen by the team. The Plodcast is produced by Jack Bateman and Lewis Dobbs. The theme tune was written and performed by Blair Dunlop. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Disney parks are famous for their immersive lands—from dining inside Beast's Castle in Fantasyland to soaring on the back of a Banshee in Pandora. Each land transports you to a completely different world.

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In this episode, we journey to a land with singing bears and birds. Alyssa will discuss the history of The Country Bear Jamboree, and Mandi will discuss the history of The Enchanted Tiki Room. We hope you will join us for an enchanting fun time!Send us a message by clicking here. We may read or respond to it in a future episode!Support the show

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Who are the greatest Pixar characters of all time? Woody? Nemo? Mike and Sulley? In this episode, we debate which four characters deserve to be carved into the Mount Rushmore of Pixar. From Toy Story to Finding Nemo, Monsters, Inc. to The Incredibles, Pixar has given us some of the most beloved and influential animated characters in history. But only four can make the cut. Join us as we make our case for the most iconic Pixar characters ever—and let us know which ones you'd choose for your Pixar Mount Rushmore. If you've ever wondered what it's like behind the camera of a Disney YouTube channel, you won't want to miss this conversation. Submit a question/topic for us to discuss on a future episode. Don't forget to check us out on: -Instagram -Facebook  -Youtube Missing the smell of the parks? Check out Magic Candle Company and use code ENCHANTED at checkout to save 15% off your next order. Timestamps Welcome 00:00 Mount Rushmore 01:24 Who's the George Washington of Pixar? 03:06 Our Pick for Jefferson 07:17 Who's Roosevelt? 12:42 The Fourth Greatest Pixar Character Ever 25:58 Has Pixar Lost Its Touch? 34:32 Who Are Your Picks? 39:26

The invitation was printed on aged parchment and delivered by white-gloved courier. "Would you like to spend a night in an enchanted treehouse?" You've heard stories about this place - good ones - about people getting the best sleep of their lives amidst a peaceful forest setting. Now that you've received your golden ticket to sleep, you've journeyed through the woods and arrived at a picturesque treehouse. Inside you find a luxurious king-size bed with the softest of pillows. Rain has started to fall and you hear it all around you, pattering on the roof and surrounding trees. This episode was originally published in 2022. Here are some great products to help you sleep! Relaxing White Noise receives a small commission (at no additional cost to you) on purchases made through affiliate links. Thanks for supporting the podcast!⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Baloo Living Weighted Blankets⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ (Use code 'relaxingwhitenoise10' for 10% off)At Relaxing White Noise, our goal is to help you sleep well. This episode is eight hours long with no advertisements in the middle, so you can use it as a sleeping sound throughout the night. Listening to our white noise sounds via the podcast gives you the freedom to lock your phone at night, keeping your bedroom dark as you fall asleep.⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Check out the 10-Hour version on YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Contact Us for Partnership Inquiries⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Relaxing White Noise is the number one online destination for white noise and nature sounds to help you sleep, study or soothe a baby. With more than a billion views across YouTube and other platforms, we are excited to now share our popular ambient tracks on the Relaxing White Noise podcast. People use white noise for sleeping, focus, sound masking or relaxation. We couldn't be happier to help folks live better lives. This podcast has the sound for you whether you use white noise for studying, to soothe a colicky baby, to fall asleep or for simply enjoying a peaceful moment. No need to buy a white noise machine when you can listen to these sounds for free. Cheers to living your best life!DISCLAIMER: Remember that loud sounds can potentially damage your hearing. When playing one of our ambiences, if you cannot have a conversation over the sound without raising your voice, the sound may be too loud for your ears. Please do not place speakers right next to a baby's ears. If you have difficulty hearing or hear ringing in your ears, please immediately discontinue listening to the white noise sounds and consult an audiologist or your physician. The sounds provided by Relaxing White Noise are for entertainment purposes only and are not a treatment for sleep disorders or tinnitus. If you have significant difficulty sleeping on a regular basis, experience fitful/restless sleep, or feel tired during the day, please consult your physician.⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Relaxing White Noise Privacy Policy⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠© Relaxing White Noise LLC, 2025. All rights reserved. Any reproduction or republication of all or part of this text/visual/audio is prohibited.

Lara Dizeyee, the rising star in fashion, is back with a powerful new collection at Milan Fashion Week. After her debut in Paris, which celebrated her Kurdish roots on a global platform, she returns with a more intimate and heartfelt presentation titled Milan Enchanted. In a candid conversation, Lara opened up about the differences between her shows, the significance of showcasing Kurdish culture, and the emotional journey behind her designs. - Lara Dizeyee, stêrka modayê ya hilketî, bi koleksiyoneke nû ya bihêz vedigere Hefteya Modayê ya Mîlano. Piştî pêşandana wê ya li Parîsê, ku koka xwe yên Kurd li ser platformeke gerdûnî pîroz kir, ew bi pêşkêşkirineke dilsoztir bi navê Milan Enchanted vedigere. Di sohbeteke xweş de, Lara li ser cûdahiyên di navbera pêşandanên xwe, girîngiya nîşandana çanda Kurdî û rêwîtiya hestyarî ya li pişt sêwiranên xwe diaxive

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Disney World trip planning has changed. There we said it. In this episode, we recap our most recent vacation and share why our approach to Disney has shifted. Instead of cramming every minute into the parks, we discovered the magic of slowing down and exploring more outside the gates. From choosing the right hotel to battling the Florida heat in spring and summer, we give you practical tips for planning a Disney World trip that feels both fun and refreshing. Whether you're a first-time visitor or a seasoned Disney fan, this episode will help you rethink your strategy and get more magic out of your next vacation. In this episode we cover: Disney World trip planning tips for 2025 Why resort time can be more magical than the parks Fun activities outside of the parks How to rethink your Disney strategy for a better trip Submit a question/topic for us to discuss on a future episode. Don't forget to check us out on: -Instagram -Facebook  -Youtube Missing the smell of the parks? Check out Magic Candle Company and use code Enchanted at checkout to save 15% off your next order. Time Stamps Welcome 00:00 Disney News 00:51 Angela Joins the Mug Club 09:17 Staying at Fort Wilderness 11:48 Disney World Trip Planning has Changed 13:54 Spending Time Outside the Parks 20:16 Foot golf at Oak Trail Golf Course 23:16 Wilderness Back Trail Segway Tour 29:42 Our Hoop De Doo Revue Debacle 38:36 Is There More Magic Outside of the Parks? 45:11 The Importance of Lightning Lanes 48:19 Trader Sam's 50:03 Our Thoughts on the Disney Starlight Parade 55:53 Unfairly Ever After Villains Show 58:02 What Are Your Favorite Non-Park Activities at Disney? 1:06:05

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Hello and welcome to the Enchanted Ears Podcast, where we discuss anything and everything Disney. This week, Disney announced some BIG changes for guests staying at the Disneyland hotels.  Plus we got our first look at the changes coming to Big Thunder Mountain Railroad in Disney World. It's August, so you know what that means? It's officially spooky season! Well at least for Disney it is. So we ventured to Disney World for our first time at Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween Party. We checked out the special character meet and greets, the exclusive party food, the parade and so much more. And this week we're covering it all, along with our tips to help you have the best time at Mickey's Halloween Party. Submit a question/topic for us to discuss on a future episode. Don't forget to check us out on: -Instagram -Facebook  -Youtube Missing the smell of the parks? Check out Magic Candle Company and use code Enchanted at checkout to save 15% off your next order. Timestamps Welcome 00:00 Disney News 02:05 Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween Party 10:07 Game-plan for the Start of the Party 12:29 Our Costumes 15:25 Meeting Jack and Sally 17:24 Our Biggest Mistake? 23:57 Trick or Treating 30:21 Hocus Pocus Show 33:12 Space Mountain is INTENSE 35:16 Photopass Photographer Understood the Assignment 37:39 Boo To You Parade 39:40 Tips to Have the Best Experience 44:17 Party Exclusive Food 51:28 Extra Magic at the Haunted Mansion 56:21 How Much Candy Can You Really Get? 1:00:45 Final Recap 1:05:36

Jeff and Christian welcome Jenny Maas from Variety to the show this week to discuss BAFTA adding a North American video game award, Jurassic Park: Survival ending its radio silence, Mafia The Old Country getting an open world mode, Robolox sued, and more! The Playlist: Jenny: Hidden Door, Sims 4: Enchanted by Nature, Donkey Kong Bananaza, Metal Gear Solid Delta: Snake Eater, Gamescom demos, MTG Christian: Ra Ra BOOM, Battlefield 6 open beta Jeff: 9 Kings, Passant: A Chess Roguelike Parting Gifts!