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Uncle (the podcast)
Maiden Voyage of the Bubbler, Utp#365

Uncle (the podcast)

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 21, 2025 62:37


Uncle debuts a brand new beer pitcher that was created by the Fates in Landers. More TikTak shop talk leads to some great ideas. Topics include: Uncle's TikTak, youth interests, demographics, gaming, live social media posts, cross posting videos, Chewbacca pajamas video, wardrobe and costumes, cantina music, jizz genre, Ewok Yub Nub song, Star Wars in the movie theater, beer from the side of the street, cold weather, the Bubbler pitcher formed by fire in Landers, drop glasses, beer review, flat beer, no questions for free beer, new Karate Kid movie, Return of the Jedi, Star Trek movie, drop glass display case, Val Kilmer death, coming Revolutions, herbivorizing predators, guys in the sky, going through the brain, Tropicana casino bird mug, Las Vegas, roadkill beers, confession phone lines, apology line, ordained call center employees, mob scams, dollar bets update

But It Was Aliens
#270 Can a Photo of a Ghost Under Your Bed Kill You?

But It Was Aliens

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 17, 2025 57:13


The extraterrestrial comedy podcast where we probe a semi-famous but probably not famous photo of a ghost under a bed. It is said that if you see this photo and do not share it you will die, but will you? We cover a few accounts whereby people have allegedly seen the photo before meeting a grim fate before connecting some dots to sleep paralysis and shared innate fears. Alongside that it is pondered as to whether owls are scary… Mr Moonwalker is unavailable and so Jon and Stef have stepped in again as guest hosts.Patreon:https://www.patreon.com/butitwasaliensStore:https://butitwasaliens.co.uk/shop/Probe us:Email: butitwasaliens@gmail.comInstagram/Threads @ ButItWasAliensTwitter @ ButItWasAliensFacebook: @ ButItWasAliens - join Extraterrestrial TowersMusic: Music created via Garageband. Additional music via: https://freepd.com - thank you most kindly good people. Around 31 minutes in there was also a few second segment from the Maiden Voyage track from Rare's Sea of Thieves published via Microsoft and composed via Robin Beanland who is a genius (played whilst discussing the game for a few seconds).Sources:Snopes summary: https://www.snopes.com/fact-check/ghost-under-bed/Reddit posts of something under the bed:https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/comments/wwm8f3/serious_question_how_many_of_you_here_experienced/?chainedPosts=t3_lrf162https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/comments/7z8bfi/who_or_what_was_under_my_bed/?chainedPosts=t3_lrf162https://www.reddit.com/r/ParanormalEncounters/comments/1edbtmi/ghost_under_bed_and_also_seems_to_be_a_mist_over/?chainedPosts=t3_lrf162https://www.reddit.com/r/Paranormal/comments/i4k3ar/when_i_was_in_kindergarten_my_friend_and_i_saw_a/?chainedPosts=t3_lrf162Live Science links between sleep paralysis, incubus and sudden unexpected death: https://www.livescience.com/61227-incubus-phenomenon.html

Arizona's Morning News
The Titanic set sail on her maiden voyage back on this day

Arizona's Morning News

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 10, 2025 2:13


On this day in 1912 the Titanic set sail for her first and last journey. Carrying over 2000 passengers, the "unsinkable" ship hit an iceberg and sank four days later. 

History Daily
The Maiden Voyage of the Great Western

History Daily

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 8, 2025 17:00


April 8, 1838. The Great Western, designed to be the first ever steam ship built to cross the Atlantic Ocean, embarks on its maiden voyage from Bristol, England, to New York City. This episode originally aired in 2022.Support the show! Join Into History for ad-free listening and more.History Daily is a co-production of Airship and Noiser.Go to HistoryDaily.com for more history, daily.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

I Don't Get It
Maiden Voyage: The Ride

I Don't Get It

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 31, 2025 51:05


It's time for a ramble! This week, Ashley, Lauren, and Naz talk Severance and White Lotus. Ashley and Lauren fill us in on their family trip to Orlando (where Lauren won “Aunt of the Century”), Naz gives us all the details of her birthday festivities, and Ashley breaks down what we know about the Golden Bachelor contestants hitting Paradise.Listen to more podcasts like this: https://wavepodcastnetwork.comLeave Us a Voicemail and tell us what you don't get! Call (609) 365 -1885‬Send us a message on our Instagram at @idontgetitpodcast or join us over in our private Facebook group!Hero Bread is offering 10% off your order. Go to hero.co and use code IDGI at checkout.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

On The Go from CBC Radio Nfld. and Labrador (Highlights)
Maiden Voyage at The Majestic Theatre

On The Go from CBC Radio Nfld. and Labrador (Highlights)

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 31, 2025 11:27


Love, disguise, betrayal, ships and duels... an original Newfoundland musical onstage at the Majestic Theatre this week has it all. We hear all about Rising Tide's Shakespearean-style romp "Maiden Voyage" with one of the show writers/lead characters as well as one of the members in the band. (Krissy Holmes with Mallory Clarke and fiddler Sandy Gow)

Living the RV Dream with Traveling Robert
Living the RV Dream Episode 348: Maiden Voyage with the Comet

Living the RV Dream with Traveling Robert

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 14, 2025 22:34


Pelicruise: https://app.tern.travel/trips/X6BO3IAh1aW3sc2hIB2Fhg/landing_page

EZ News
EZ News 02/26/25

EZ News

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 26, 2025 5:49


Good afternoon, I'm _____ with today's episode of EZ News. Tai-Ex opening The Tai-Ex opened down 64-points this morning from yesterday's close, at 23,222 on turnover of 5.8-billion N-T. Shares in Taiwan extended their losses from a session earlier to close down by more than 270 points Tuesday, with the sell-off sparked by fears over future investments in artificial intelligence development, after Microsoft reportedly cancelled (取消) some leases for data center capacity. Analysts say investors rushed to cut their TSMC holdings as the company also faces uncertainty created by a tariff war launched by the Trump administration. Taiwan's New Maritime Training Ship Sets Sail on Maiden Voyage to Japan A new maritime training ship is setting sail today on its maiden voyage to Tokyo, Japan. The Ministry of Education's "Yu-feng-lun"(御風輪), departed from Kaohsiung Harbor around noon today, with faculty and students from National Kaohsiung University of Science and Technology on board. The 114-meter-long vessel accomodates up to 250 people, and includes state-of-the-art training facilities including simulation (模擬) systems and big data collection systems. The ship is scheduled to return to Kaohsiung on March 10-th, before departing on March 13-th for a second training voyage. A total of 10 trips are planned before August this year, with over 1,700 trainees expected to participate. (NS) Taiwan clinches WBC spot with 6-3 win over Spain Team Taiwan avoided missing the World Baseball Classic for the first time by defeating Spain 6-3 in a do-or-die game in Taipei on Tuesday. After narrowly escaping a mercy-rule loss to Spain in the WBC Qualifiers opener last Friday, the home team got its revenge (復仇) at Taipei Dome. The win-or-go-home game was a back-and-forth battle from the start, and Taiwan captain Chen Chieh-hsien thanked fans for standing by them and cheering even when WBC qualification at one point seemed out of reach. With the win, Taiwan joined Nicaragua in securing a spots in the WBC, set to take place in March 2026. US DOGE Employees Resign Twenty-one federal employees who had been working with the US's newly-named Department of Government of Efficiency - or DOGE - have resigned in protest. The anonymous employees wrote a letter blasting the Trump administration's controversial (有爭議的) cost-cutting initiative which is being led by Elon Musk. Ira Spitzer reports. Colombia "Narco Wig" Smuggler Busted Colombian police apprehended a 40-year-old man attempting to smuggle several bags of cocaine concealed beneath a meticulously (小心翼翼地) attached toupee (假髮). Police said the suspect was detained at Cartagena's airport on Monday as he prepared to board a flight to Amsterdam. A scanner revealed the hidden cargo: 220 grams of cocaine packaged in small bags, strategically placed under the “narco wig.” Police estimate the street value of the drugs at over $10-thousand US dollars in European markets. That was the I.C.R.T. EZ News, I'm _____. -- Hosting provided by SoundOn

The Someone You Should Know Podcast
Episode 246 - The Perfect Storm with James, Maddy and Ethan

The Someone You Should Know Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 6, 2025 32:51


The Perfect Storm: A Musical Force to Be Reckoned WithA perfect storm typically describes a rare and powerful meteorological event, but in music, it's the synergy of three long-time friends from Albany, NY. Meet The Perfect Storm, the MTS Records/Virgin/Universal recording artists whose debut album, Maiden Voyage, is about to make waves.The album features their hit single “Lucky Guy,” which recently climbed to Number 5 on the National Radio Hits Top 40 chart. This talented trio—James Krakat, Matty Kirtoglou, and Ethan Lynch—brings their unique chemistry and artistry to the forefront, creating music that resonates deeply with fans.Join me as I chat with The Perfect Storm, a trio that's Someone You Should Know. Click here to buy the Rik Anthony a cold one.Show Links:Click here to go to The Perfect Storm  WebsiteClick here to go to The Perfect Storm  FacebookClick here to go to The Perfect Storm  YouTube ChannelClick here to go to Karakak Guitars' websiteVideos from this Episode (click the song title to see the video)Lucky GuyMagic FeelingAll music used with permission from the artistSomeone You Should Know 2025 // CatGotYourTongueStudios 2025Feedback: Send us a text.How to Contact Us:Official Website: https://Someoneyoushouldknowpodcast.comGmail: Someoneyoushouldknowpodcast@gmail.comTwitter: @RIKANTHONY1Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/rikanthonyInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/someoneyoushouldknowpodcast/LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/rik-anthony2019/TikTok: @SomeoneYouShouldKnow2023YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@someoneyoushouldknowpodcastThank you for listening!Theme music "Welcome to the Show" by Kevin MacLeod was used per the standard license agreement.

Life's a Pitch Podcast
Episode 508: Reality TV Season 3 (With Dave Bulmer)

Life's a Pitch Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 30, 2025 44:25


The success of the BBC's "Traitors" has forced us to pitch some more reality TV shows and we're joined by our CEO Dave Bulmer to help fill the blank space in the airwaves! The shows we pitch include: "The Ugliest Duckling" "Can You Touch a Crab" "Duck Duck Boom" "Whoever Smelt It" "Suspicion Island" "Could You Survive The Titanic's Maiden Voyage"

The Rich Keefe Show
The maiden voyage is away: Josh McDaniels is back!

The Rich Keefe Show

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 22, 2025 43:54


HR1 - Christian Arcand is here to take over nights and he gets a big breaking story to begin his era and that's the return of Josh McDaniels. Did the Patriots make the right move by bringing back McDaniels for a third stint as offensive coordinator? Then, McDaniels might be able to unlock Drake Maye on paper, but Arcand still has his reservations about going to the past. And, Ben Johnson found a new job and Christian yearns for what he could've done with Maye instead of McDaniels.

SpaceTime with Stuart Gary | Astronomy, Space & Science News
Starship's Fiery Demise, New Glenn's Maiden Voyage, and Deep Space Pulsations: S28E09

SpaceTime with Stuart Gary | Astronomy, Space & Science News

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 20, 2025 38:54


SpaceTime Series 28 Episode 09Starship's Fiery End and Blue Origin's New Glenn DebutSpaceX's Starship experienced a dramatic explosion during its seventh test flight, marking both success and setback. While the super heavy booster was successfully caught by the launch tower's chopstick arms, the Starship upper stage exploded during ascent. Despite the fiery end, the mission demonstrated significant advancements in booster recovery technology.Blue Origin's New Glenn Maiden FlightBlue Origin's New Glenn mega rocket has completed its first flight, successfully reaching orbit. However, the mission wasn't flawless, as the first stage booster failed to land on a pre-positioned barge in the Atlantic Ocean. The mission's payload, a prototype for the Blue Ring orbital vehicle, was successfully deployed, marking a significant milestone for Blue Origin.Mysterious Stellar Pulsations ExplainedAstronomers have pinpointed the source of mysterious long-period radio transients, linking them to a binary star system comprising a white dwarf and a red dwarf. This discovery, made using data from the Murchison Wide Field Array and the Meerkat telescope, offers new insights into these enigmatic astrophysical events.00:00 Space Time Starship destroyed in spectacular explosion during its seventh test flight00:48 Super heavy booster successfully caught by launch tower's chopsticks during textbook landing07:09 Debris spotted streaking over Caribbean Sea after SpaceX Falcon 7 launch11:05 Blue Origin's new Glenn has successfully undertaken its maiden flight16:55 Astronomers have discovered the source of mysterious extreme astrophysical event20:50 Long period radio transients are mysterious new class of repeating radio source in space29:08 Long period radio transients may be caused by binary M dwarf white dwarf systems32:12 New study warns shallow groundwater is projected to warm by 3.5 degrees Celsius by 209934:29 All the hype about mysterious drones over New Jersey disappeared after LA wildfireswww.spacetimewithstuartgary.comwww.bitesz.com

The DCL Dude Podcast
Episode 171: A Maiden Voyage on the Disney Treasure

The DCL Dude Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 9, 2025 61:28


In this week's episode, Landon and Bridget join me to discuss their family's experience on the December 2024 Maiden Voyage of the Disney Treasure. From all the new lounges and main dining restaurants, to the stateroom gifts, we cover all the exciting things about experiencing a new ship for the first time. Hope you enjoy! Don't forget to connect with the show on Twitter and Instagram @theDCLdude, or on Facebook at facebook.com/dcldudepodcast. You can also check out my new blog at www.thedcldude.com. If you have any ideas for future episodes, I'd love to hear them! Finally, if you're thinking about booking a Disney Cruise, don't go it alone! Send me an email at wes@mickeyworldtravel.com for a FREE quote and find out how to get some onboard credit to spend on your cruise!

Steamy Stories Podcast
Maiden Voyage: Part 2

Steamy Stories Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 5, 2025


 A choice, a trap, and a necklace. By HectorBidon. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.  The next morning's sun found its way in through our porthole once again. We had sorted ourselves out somewhat during the night. I was on my side, tangled in a bit of sheet. She was on her side, tangled in a bit of blanket. I could just make out the pale tan lines on her bottom and her back. We'd become cabin buddies of a different order. At the Jack-and-Ciara level. That's probably what most people would have assumed all along, but I certainly hadn't, and I didn't think that she had either. And yet, here we were. I waited a while for her to wake up, but she didn't. So I finally got up myself. We'd just passed through the entrance in the seawall at Ensenada and were coming up to our docking site. The pilot, or maybe it was the captain himself, was standing on a little deck that jutted out from the side of the ship to joy-stick our massive vessel precisely up to the pier. Molly was still in bed when I got back. She smiled and went to the bathroom, a little embarrassed to be still naked while I was already dressed. Her pubic hair, I noticed, was trim and attractive. She came out wearing a towel and had her coffee. We checked the day's schedule. She was delighted to discover that they'd transferred Mrs. Pendergast's excursion ticket to me. A little later that morning we went ashore. It was a strange sensation, stepping off the gangway into a foreign country. Somehow I expected every little thing to be different and exotic, but the first thing we encountered, sprouting up through a crack in the pavement, was a little tuft of grass. Nothing exotic at all, just plain old grass. Our excursion van was heralded by a woman with a clipboard, a younger, more boisterous, Mexican Denise. There were three other couples in our group and a single unaccompanied woman about Ciara's age. I took a seat next to the window with Molly beside me with the unaccompanied woman next to her. Her name was Meryl. This was her first real vacation since her divorce. She was really excited to be having such an adventure. We drove through the streets of Ensenada, our guide giving us a bit of local color in her prettily accented English. The scene was at once familiar and strange: traffic and lane markings and stop lights just exactly like at home, but unintelligible store signs in unlikely colors painted directly on pastel stucco walls. Beyond the city were dusty, cactus-strewn hills not unlike the Catalina hinterland. Our destination was a site called the Bufadora, a cleft in the rocky sea cliff where ocean waves sent up enormous geyser-like sprays. The sprays were so high that we got wet even at our vantage point fifty feet above the water. The path back from the observation point was lined with gaudy souvenir shops, like the midway of a county fair. Meryl had tagged along with Molly and me. We stopped at one of the taco stands for lunch. "So how did you guys meet?" Molly didn't volunteer an answer.  "Just here on the cruise, actually," I said. "Really? See, aren't cruises great?" Molly gushed. After lunch we went into one of the souvenir shops and Meryl asked our opinion about all the little nick-nacks she wanted to buy. When we got back to the van, I ended up sitting in the middle. "The nicest thing." she said. "is that every day you make new friends." We drove back through town, then out into the desert in a different direction to a picturesque winery. We sat around a table on a palm-shaded patio and sampled the different vintages. Meryl chatted on about Simi Valley and the cruise and her ex and the weather and the ship and the people she'd met. She got me to go into the little gift shop with her to help pick out a couple bottles. Molly was quiet at dinner. I had to remind her that we'd made plans to see the comedy show with Meryl. "I've got a bit of a headache," she said. "I think I'll go back to the room." Meryl was waiting in the forward theatre. She was sorry to hear about Molly's headache and put her hand on my arm to convey her concern. The show turned out to be pretty adult-rated, pretty raunchy in fact. Meryl yucked it up After the show she suggested we take a spin about the deck. The ship had set sail again and we were just passing the exposed wreck that lies up against the sea wall. Somehow Meryl managed to tuck herself inside my arm. "Wouldn't you just love to go dancing?" she cooed. "I, uh,  Actually, I've kind of got to go now." "But the night is still young.” Meryl rebutted. “Let's at least stop by my room first." "I've got to check on Molly." I insisted "We can open one of the tequilas." "Thanks, but,” "It's just that, I was kind of hoping to get lucky tonight." Christ Almighty. A guy tries to be a gentleman. I didn't need an etiquette book for this one. I finally managed to pry myself away, When I got back to the room, Molly was in her pajamas, watching TV. "Is your headache any better?" I asked. She didn't look up from the screen. I sat on the chair and twisted around to see what she was watching. A travelogue of some sort. "You didn't miss much," I said. "The show was kind of," But she leaned in closer to the screen to make it clear that I was interrupting her program. Something about the way the locals made their tortillas. OK. I got the message. She didn't like the fact that I'd gone to the show with Meryl. I went into the bathroom to pee. I'd only been trying to be polite to a fellow cruise member. Was that a crime? Molly had been there when we'd made the plans. I thought that she'd been trying to be friendly too. That we'd sort of taken Meryl under our wing. I came out of the bathroom a minute later, and sat down on the chair again. The secret to the tortillas, apparently, had something to do with lime juice. "I didn't expect to see you back here tonight," Molly said. In a sarcastic tone of voice. As if my presence was an imposition. As if she was sorry she'd ever offered to share the room in the first place. I didn't even bother to answer. I got undressed, then crawled up onto my side of the bed. Where else was I supposed to go? I got under the blanket and turned toward the bulkhead. A guy tries to be a gentleman. And this is what he gets. I woke up first again, the next morning. I went up on deck. Did she really think that I'd found Meryl even the least bit attractive? She was a fellow shipmate, nothing more. I'd thought that we'd both been trying to be polite to her. Was that a crime? I brought back coffee and a croissant, but Molly was still asleep. Or pretending to be. I banged around a little, but she didn't budge. Finally I got fed up and left. So here I was again, back to my usual routine, wandering down empty corridors, drifting up little-used gangways, poking around lonely corners where nobody else much ever cared to go. Doing what I probably would have been doing if I'd gotten my single in the first place. I came back to the room around lunch time, but Molly wasn't there. I wandered up to the pool. Denise was there, chatting with some people. She waved. Meryl was there, stalking about, but I managed to slip away before she saw me. But no Molly. It was a long day. The ship had parked itself out in the middle of the ocean somewhere. Or maybe the rest of the world really had blown itself up and they just hadn't told us. I eventually ended up back in the little coffee shop at the tail end of the ship. The sky seemed a lot flatter though, the seagulls a lot more listless, my algorithms a lot less interesting. Finally I got up again and trudged back down into the labyrinth. The casino was practically empty. The lower piano bar was closed. The little art gallery was still showing the same old photographs. The gift shop was open. The same lady was behind the counter. What was it that Molly had asked to see? A necklace. It must have been, that one. The lady brought it out. A pair of crystalline dolphins on a slender silver chain. They sparkled in the light. Molly still wasn't in the room when I got back. This time our towel had been folded into a seal, sunning itself on the bedspread. I moved it a little closer to her pillow and arranged the necklace around its neck. There were still a couple hours until dinner. I thought it might be better if I wasn't there when she got back. I got to dinner right on time. It was our last night on board, and the dining room was even more boisterous than usual. "Where's Molly?" asked Ciara. "She had a little headache. She might not be joining us." Valentin our waiter was really joshing it up, angling for a big end-of-trip tip. He was just taking the drink orders when Molly appeared. She was wearing a pink skirt, a whitish blouse,,  and the necklace. Her eye caught mine as she made her way around the table, but quickly shot away again. Ciara asked her how she was doing. The couple on my other side were there for once. Tom and somebody. He was in air conditioning and gave me the full rundown. It was too noisy for Molly and me to talk, but every time I looked, she was still wearing the necklace. It being our last night, the waiters were going to put on a little show. Just after they passed out the dessert plates they went into a huddle near the service entrance. Molly leaned over. "Do you want to go back to the room?" We got up. "Oh, are you guys going to the revue?" asked Ciara. Molly replied in the louder voice you had to use to make yourself heard. But the room was beginning to quiet down in a hush, as the waiters were taking their places, and so the whole table heard what she said. "Make-up sex." The table burst into laughter. Molly continued her way out of the room, and I just followed sheepishly behind her. "Can you forgive me?" she asked as we got out into the hallway. "For letting everybody know where we're going?" "For last night. I'm so sorry for the way I acted. It was my fault. It was all my fault." "The worst part is, we wasted a whole day," I remorsed. "We still have tonight." She tried to assure me. "Yeah. We still have tonight." I agreed. As soon as we got into the room we fell into each other's arms. "I love the necklace," she murmured. "It looks really nice on you." We kissed and shuffled toward the bed. But my blood was pumping. I was thinking about our wasted day. "Let's do something first, want to?” I pleaded. “It's our last night. Let's get our money's worth. Let's go to the show! Let's go dancing! Let's shoot for that royal flush! The bed will still be here when we get back. But let's make up for some of the things we didn't do today. Let's paint the ship red. Okay? Want to? C'mon! Hup hup!" Jack and Ciara were surprised to see us at the theatre. "That was quick," Ciara said with a look of astonishment. Molly blushed. I put my arm around her and pulled her tight. "You ain't seen nothing yet." The review was Motown classics, the Supremes, the Four Tops. "You can't hurry love, no you'll just have to wait,” The whole auditorium was singing along. The girls pulled Jack and me up from our seats to dance in the aisle. "Sugar pie, honeybunch, you know that I love you,” Afterwards, the night was balmy, perfect for a stroll on deck. We could see lights off in the distance, the rest of the world was still there after all! We ran into Meryl, wrapped in the arm of a dapper, middle-aged gentleman whose smile was just as smug as hers was. We exchanged pleasantries. She gave us both a little wink. “Molly, perhaps I'm clueless. Did you have any idea that Meryl was going to try to hit on me?” I had to ask. “Oh, my God!” Molly stared at me. “All day long, she was angling for you. I thought you were trying for a threesome, and my fake headache was me forcing you to choose one or the other.” “What? I thought you and I were just trying to be hospitable; you know, so she'd have some friends to socialize with.” “Well,” Molly confessed. “I finally figured out that you were completely innocent, but it took me until late afternoon to dispel my worst presumptions.” “I went to the show, because we told her we'd both join her, there.” I explained. “ When you were bedridden with a headache, I assumed it fell on me to go alone, even though I really didn't want to be away from you.“ “Ah, really? That's so sweet!” Molly gushed. She gave me a deep kiss right there on the mezzanine. “I assumed you went because you wanted another notch on your belt.  I'm so, so sorry.” “Well, when the performance ended, I said I had to head back to you. She did try every diversion. I passed on all of them. Then she flatly told me she was ‘hoping to get lucky' with me. I told her I definitely could not accommodate that, and I walked straight back to our room.” “Oh, I was awful to you!” Molly lamented. “But I was also right about that slut's intentions, wasn't I?” Molly paused, then added; “When I finally got over my inner rage, I realized that you didn't come back smelling like cunt. Hell, you didn't even have lipstick smeared on your face.”  This afternoon, I finally left my hiding spot, and saw you were heading to dinner, I went to the cabin and saw this beautiful necklace.  I literally cried. I don't deserve you. You don't deserve my juvenile drama. I'd planned to skip the dinner, but when I saw the dolphin necklace, I had to come and grovel your forgiveness.” “You know, Molly” I paused. “Perhaps I was too clueless, yesterday. Perhaps you were too presuming?” Do you think we can both help to balance each other?” “Oh, I love that! Yes, let's balance each other. “ The nightclubs were hopping. We wound our way from one to the other, dancing one dance in each. But then we decided to forgo the casino and just head back to the cabin. And sure enough, the bed was still there, right where we'd left it. We kissed. I ran my hands up along her sides, up inside her blouse. She undid my buttons and pulled open my shirt. I fiddled with her skirt and managed to slip it down over the swell of her hips. She unfastened my belt buckle and my button and my zipper. I slid my hands down inside her panties. She slid hers down inside my underpants. We pawed and shucked and kicked off everything that remained. And then she took off the very last thing that she was wearing, the crystalline necklace, and placed it carefully on the nightstand. I backed her down onto the bed. I kissed the pretty spot where the necklace had been, and the spot next to that, and the spot next to that. She lay back and closed her eyes and let herself be kissed. I settled myself down on top of her, stroking her full lovely body with my own, savoring her softness and her excitement, trying to fuse our unfortunate separateness into something more fulfilling. And somehow, in the midst of our kissing and our stroking, my penis must have slid up at just the right angle, and her hips must have been open to just the right degree, and we coupled, as adroitly as if that had been our conscious intention, as naturally as if we were two jungle cats whose lithe jungle bodies just instinctively knew how to fuck. And somewhere in the midst of our coupling we sweetly came, but it was not so much a climax as just a sweet vista point along the way. For just as we hadn't consciously willed our engagement, neither did we ever willfully disengage, but just eventually nestled more comfortably down beside each other, still caressing, still softly kissing, still sweetly fused. The loudspeaker blasted us awake early the next morning. Our luggage needed to be out in the hallway for pickup by eight o'clock sharp! Molly wriggled a bit deeper under the blanket. "Uh," she groaned. "Just five more minutes." I remembered the look on her face, when had it been? just four days ago, when we first learned we might have to share the cabin together. She'd been just as uncertain as I had. But now it was hard to imagine any other arrangement. Her lying in bed beside me, trying to squeeze in a few more minutes of sleep, leaving it up to me to keep track of the time, I wouldn't have had it any other way. We hadn't begun to pack yet, but we'd kept things fairly organized. I gave her a generous five minutes, and then I gave her a little nudge. "C'mon, sleepyhead. Up and at um." She groaned, but she dragged herself out of bed. We were both still naked. I slipped on a pair of boxers, and she put on a T-shirt. It rode up in back, though, so that her pretty bottom kept peeking out as she went around collecting her things and tucking them into her suitcase. "Do you kinda wish that the rest of the world really had blown itself up?" I asked. She was folding one of her bras. "Oh, I don't know. We'd probably get tired of eating cheesecake eventually." "They'd run out. Then we'd have to eat whatever it is that Valentin eats." "He gets cheesecake sometimes, don't you think? When they have some left over?" "I don't know. He's pretty skinny." "I wonder why Meryl didn't think of him." "Yeah. Good question. Wrong table, I suppose." "I suppose." I crammed my sports coat in between my shirts and my underwear bag. She gave the zipper of her suitcase a final tug. "Besides," she said. "Your algorithms would miss you." I slipped on my trousers and rolled the bags out into the corridor. There were a surprising number of people walking by, and every single one of them gawked into the room as they passed. Nothing is more titillating to a person walking down a stateroom corridor than an open doorway. When I got the door closed again, Molly was sitting up on the bed with the sheet pulled up in front of her and a rather indignant look on her face. What a lot of nerve some people had! I couldn't help but smile. "I wonder what they thought you were hiding back there." She rolled her eyebrows. But I was feeling a little playful. The final day's schedule was lying on the floor. I picked it up and pretended it was an official form. "Customs inspection, Miss, May I see what you've got behind that sheet?" She wasn't so sure she wanted to show me. She coyly raised the sheet a little higher. "That shirt you're wearing, Miss. Did you purchase it abroad?" She looked down behind the sheet. This old thing?. "Regulations, Miss; It may contain contraband fibers." I held out my hand. "May I see it please?" She huffed. Bureaucrats! Without letting go of the sheet she wriggled one arm out of its sleeve and then the other one. Then she pulled the shirt off over her head and handed it to me, all the while keeping herself demurely shielded from any and all prying eyes. I inspected the shirt, inside and out. White cotton, picture of a bamboo stalk, slightly warm. I brought it up to my nose. Girl smell, subtle but intriguing. I turned it over. No detectable contraband fibers. I made a mark on my customs form. "And what else do you have behind the sheet, Miss?" "Why nothing, Officer. Nothing at all." Couldn't I tell that she was just an innocent traveler trying to get back home? I took the edge of the sheet from her hand and gently pulled it back to see for myself. She'd been telling the truth. Nothing at all! She blushed. I made another mark on my customs form. "I'm afraid our machine is down today, Miss; the rest of the inspection will have to be performed manually. Would you please lie down here on the conveyor belt for me?" She huffed again. The things one had to put up with! But regulations were regulations. She stretched herself out on the bed, arms to her sides, completely nude, presenting herself for inspection, just the slightest hint of coy anticipation in her expression. I proceeded to administer a thorough frisking. I ran my hands up her calf, feeling for any irregularities. I ran them up her thigh, letting one hand brush her soft pubic hair as the other swept over the full round swell of her hip. I looked up and our eyes met. Looking back at me was the same pretty girl I'd had lunch with at the salad buffet, lying now before me, utterly nude, lips slightly parted, nipples blushing, letting me see and touch and pet and feel every square inch of her lovely body. I can only imagine what she might have read in my eyes, but I didn't reed anything in hers that told me not to continue what I was doing. I ran my hands up over her tummy, letting my fingers probe her belly button. I cupped her breasts and gently frisked her hardening nipples. "Ooh, Officer." But there was one part of her that needed to be inspected more thoroughly. I had her scoot down so that her bottom was still on the bed but her feet were on the floor. This brought her pretty vagina out of the shadows and onto center stage. The outer lips were flushed and slightly parted, revealing the swirly pink frills within. These were her most secret, private parts, and she was letting me see them, letting me run my thumb along their oystery ruffles, letting me daub my fingers with their musky secretion. I could very well have been back in the botanical garden, examining an exotic new species of tropical orchid. My penis insisted on being a part of the investigation. I dropped my pants and brought it up for comparison. It jutted out, sleek and firm like a totem of polished jungle hardwood, a dramatic contrast to her glistening swirls. I advanced it right up to the very heart of her ruffles, and they parted shyly to let it in. I maneuvered to find the perfect angle, the one our jungle bodies had found last night so effortlessly by themselves. She had propped herself up on her elbows to watch, but now she lay back down again, the same pretty girl who'd pressed up against me so contentedly on the tender. I thrust, savoring her frilly plushness. She purred and gave me a playful inner caress. I stroked and felt the beckoning strains of sweetness. A different phenotype certainly, but definitely the same species, breath-takingly different but exquisitely compatible: her circumference to my diameter, her ruffles to my teak, her warm, welcoming embrace to my clumsy determination. The same pretty girl who'd come to dinner after all. I thrust and thrust, and the sweetness blossomed like a velvety jungle flower, and she quivered and uttered a musky cry. After a slow fuck, while staring into each other's eyes, We cuddled for as long as we could. Finally, We went down the gangway into the terminal building to settle our accounts and have our passports stamped. Our bags were waiting on luggage carts outside. Molly had finally put her T-shirt back on along with a pair of Capri pants. Mrs. Pendergast had booked her one more night in Long Beach, at the Marriot, along with some of the other social groupers. I was going straight back to Pasadena. Her van arrived before my shuttle did, and she hustled off, rolling her suitcase. Jack and Ciara were going too. I wished them well. The driver took his time loading the bags, and Molly ran back to give me one last hurried kiss. Denise was standing nearby. Molly waved. "You were right," she called. It was a sweet sorrow watching her go back to San Bernardino. We'd exchanged numbers. I'd give her a call when we got back home. There was no reason to think we wouldn't see each other again. There was no reason to think we wouldn't have sex again. But not today. I felt happier than I'd felt in quite a while. And sadder. Denise stepped up beside me as the hotel van pulled away. "I told her you were a nice guy," she explained. “Yesterday, afternoon she had a lot of questions about you; and a lot of wrong presumptions. When we were done talking, I wasn't sure if she was going to let go of her fears about you. At her brief dinner appearance, it was like she was a completely different person.” She smiled, graciously, generously. "I'm glad the two of you hit it off." She didn't say it in a social-group-hook-up kind of way at all, but sincerely, one grown-up to another. Denise then handed me a check; ”Here's the full refund for your single-occupancy cabin. Mrs. Pendergast couldn't cancel soon enough to get any of her money back, so you officially just went in her place. One might suspect the woman was trying to pair up you and Molly, all along?” I looked at her, probably the first time I'd ever really looked her fully in the eye. I couldn't help but return her smile. "Well, you were right about one thing," I said. "The cruise was a lot of fun. I'm glad you finally convinced me to come.” Heading to the parking area, I relived the wonderful memories. I didn't have to be to work in Pasadena for a couple more days. I took the shuttle to my parking area, then finally found my car, and eventually paid the booth and began to drive out to the Queensway highway. Then my phone rang. “Hector!” It was Molly. “My god, Hector. I'm at the hotel, and this king size sweet is amazing! I need to share it with someone special. Can you help a lonely girl, from the hills?” I immediately diverted off the Queensway Drive and was in her hotel lobby within 5 minutes. By HectorBidon for Literotica.

Steamy Stories Podcast
Maiden Voyage: Part 1

Steamy Stories Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 4, 2025


Strangers forced to share a cabin on a cruise ship. By HectorBidon. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.  The waiting area outside the Long Beach cruise terminal was abuzz with bright new outfits and happy chatter. It was enough to make even the most reserved introvert start to feel a bit of excitement. I was standing with Jack and Ciara, two regulars of the social group. Jack was tall and rugged, something to do with landscaping; Ciara tall and willowy, worked in an office of some sort. They weren't an official couple, as far as I knew, but they seemed to have hooked up for the New Year's Pacific cruise. That was sort of the way the group worked. Thirty somethings, mostly divorced, intent on maintaining the hard playing lifestyle of their twenties, looking for like-minded dating partners to do it with. Jack was explaining the different cruise drink payment plans. I smiled politely and nodded, thinking how different from theirs my life would be when I got to be their age. Denise bustled up in a pretty pastel pantsuit with her clipboard in her hand. She was a travel agent and the mother hen of the group, forty-something and no longer trying so hard to pretend she was any younger. She'd put together this group and made a nice extra income for her troubles. "Hector," she said, ushering me a step aside, "I'm afraid there's been a mix up with your reservation. Somehow your single cabin didn't show up on the final printout." She gave me a concerned look. "They're working on it,,  but we may have to double you up with someone." This came as a bit of a rude surprise. One of the only reasons I'd finally agreed to come on the cruise in the first place had been her assurance that I'd be able to have a single. It wasn't that I was antisocial really, but I had my limits. "You know Mrs. Pendergast, don't you?" Mrs. Pendergast was an older woman, well into her sixties. She wasn't a regular member of the group, but it amused her sometimes to hang with a younger crowd. The group let her tag along to some of their events. I was going to have to share a room with Mrs. Pendergast? "Apparently she got sick and had to cancel at the last minute. So we have an opening. She was sharing a room with, ah;" she double checked her forms; "a Ms. Crenshaw. I don't know her, but I'm sure she's very nice. It's a double room, and you know how it is on a cruise. You don't spend that much time in your room anyway." I didn't even try to return her smile. "They're still working on your single, of course. I just wanted to let you know the fallback plan." Not only losing my single, but having to spend the cruise being polite to an old lady? In Denise's mind, that was what the social group was all about. People were already starting to go into the terminal building when Denise came back, this time with an attractive young woman at her side. I wondered if it was Denise's daughter, there to see us off. "Hector," she said, peering at me over the top of her glasses, "this is Molly Crenshaw. I've been explaining our predicament." The girl gave me a weak smile. She was pretty, with long brown hair swept back, wearing white shorts and a light blue top. She didn't look like she could be a day over twenty-one. Not at all what I had pictured as a travelling companion for Mrs. Pendergast. "It's a double room," Denise was explaining. "I'm sure they'll be able to rig up a partition if need be. But this will be the first cruise for both of you. It will be nice to have a buddy to help you find your way around. I'm sure the two of you will hit it off." Molly was still looking at me rather uncertainly. This apparently wasn't exactly what she had signed up for, either. She looked back at Denise. "Well, if his other room got cancelled,” Denise was delighted. The registration mix-up had been solved in an efficient and social-group-positive way. I couldn't believe she was being so cavalier about putting a guy and a girl who didn't even know each other into the same room together. "They're still working on my single though, right?" "As far as I know. You'll be able to check with the Bursar once we get on board." Denise had more than enough smile for the three of us. They called our area for boarding. "See you on board," she said, bustling off with her clipboard. Going up the gangway onto the ship itself kind of blew me away. You entered onto the mezzanine level of what looked like the fanciest mall I'd ever seen. There was an atrium that rose several stories high with glass elevators gliding up and down and fancy shops and glittering lights on every different level. On the floor below us a fellow in a tuxedo was playing a grand piano. All of this right in the middle of the ship. Molly's eyes were as wide as mine. They'd told us to have lunch while the luggage was being brought on. Molly and I had come aboard with a bunch of other social groupers, but they'd all buzzed off one way or another leaving the two of us by ourselves. We found a little sandwich and salad buffet. "So, your first cruise?" I asked. I was pretty sure I'd be able to get the room situation straightened out, but there was no harm in being polite. She assembled a forkful of salad. "Yes, Mrs. Pendergast is a patient at the clinic where I work. She's pretty chatty, you know. She kept talking about this fantastic cruise she was going on. But she needed a travelling companion to come along and sort of look after her." She shrugged. " Mrs. Pendergast offered to cover the cost, if I'd come with. I don't know, she has a way of getting what she wants." "Is she all right?" I asked. "Denise says she's afraid she might be coming down with something. She's a bit of a hypochondriac. But the tickets are already paid for, and I'm already here, so Denise said I should just come along on the cruise without her." She gave her little shrug again and took a sip of iced tea. "Your first cruise too?" "I'm not really a member of the social group, actually. I went on a nature hike with them one time and ended up on Denise's list. So now she sends me emails every time she has some big event. She was kind of persistent this time. I think they needed to sign up a certain number of people in order to get a discount or something." Molly nodded and stabbed a crouton. "Well, it is a cruise. It should be fun. And it'll be nice not to have to keep tabs on Mrs. Pendergast all the time. There's gambling, you know. When we get far enough out to sea." "You gamble?" "Of course. Poker, black jack. Machines mostly, but sometimes at the tables. I have a system. It's a lot of fun." After lunch I asked my way up to the Bursar's office. Molly came along to make sure that everything worked out. The Bursar looked me up in his computer. Apparently, when Mrs. Pendergast had cancelled, they'd looked to fill the vacancy with someone from our same group. I was the only one in a single, so they moved me in to fill her spot and gave my room to someone else. He double checked, but there weren't any other singles available. He apologized for the inconvenience and gave me my key card. I was flabbergasted. "Well," said Molly, "we might as well go check it out at least." We found our way down to the deck where the cabin was located. The room itself was not much bigger than a walk-in closet. A chair, a little night stand, a mirror on the bathroom door, a bed against the wall. That was it. We looked at each other. "Kind of smaller than I would have thought," I said. "Yeah," she agreed. I corralled a passing steward. "Um, we were supposed to be getting a double room?" I showed him the printout. "Yes, yes," he said in his helpful foreign accent. "Very nice double cabin." "But there's only one bed." I said. "Double bed," he explained. Then he gestured toward the porthole on the wall. "Ocean view!" He smiled, happy to have been of service, and went on about his way. Molly didn't look altogether convinced. I sighed. "Let me go talk to the Bursar again,” But she was sizing things up. Sunshine was streaming in through the porthole. Our two suitcases had been placed in a little niche beside the bathroom door, side by side. "All the other rooms are probably just as small," she said. "On this level anyway. And they seem to have already given your other room away." She looked at me. "Do you snore?" It wasn't a question I was expecting. "I don't think so. No one's ever complained." "Well, Mrs. Pendergast does, apparently. That's the one thing I've been dreading the most." She looked back at the room. "I guess this is just what double rooms are like on cruise ships. Maybe it's not so bad. At least you don't snore. We're kind of on an adventure anyway. Maybe we should just try and make the best of it." She made it sound as if sharing a room with a complete stranger of the opposite sex was no bigger a deal than sharing a table with him at lunch. She sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up the schedule of the day's activities as if the issue had already been decided. "Shuffleboard lessons at three o'clock," she noted. "Bingo at four thirty." I sat down on the chair. So instead of getting a room of my own I was going to have to share this one? Surely there must be some other alternative. What if,  what if I asked Denise to ask Ciara to move in here with Molly and let me bunk with Jack? Ugh! I cringed at the thought. "A magic show tonight in the forward theatre." Molly announced; reading more literature. I looked around. How would it even work? The room was so tiny. There was only the one bed. Molly was studying a map of the ship. "What do you think we should do first?" She'd not only accepted the fact that we'd be rooming together, she was ready to head out and start exploring. "Um,  why don't you just go ahead on your own? I've still got a couple things I need to take care of first." I couldn't tell if she was a bit hurt that I didn't want to join her. But she shrugged it off. "Well, OK. Then I guess we can just meet back up here later." I didn't really have anything I needed to take care of, I just wanted a little time to sort things out. I was pretty bummed that they'd given away my single. And I wasn't sure how I felt about Molly's matter-of-fact-ness. Was she really so used to sharing rooms with random guys? Still, if I did have to share a room with someone, Molly was probably no more objectionable than Jack or Mrs. Pendergast. She was more my age. She was just out of college and I had a few years on her. She seemed pretty easy going. If we'd been thrown together as partners at a workshop breakout session, I wouldn't have objected. But sharing insights at a breakout session wasn't exactly the same as sharing a cabin on a cruise ship. I'd had to share rooms with strangers before, but they'd always been guys. What you did was you put on your blinders, you put up your shields, you went about your business, you let them go about theirs. You tried to be polite. At least that's the way it worked with guys. Did it work that way with girls too? I guess I'd find out. The ship must have cast off soon after we came on board, but so smoothly that we hadn't even noticed. By the time I found my way up on deck we'd already cleared the harbor and were quite a ways out from land. I stood at the railing and watched the waves roll by. I wondered whether I might get seasick, but the deck was as firm and steady as any sidewalk on the mainland. The ship turned out to be a whole little city unto itself. There was a miniature golf course at one end and a climbing wall at the other. The top deck held two full-sized swimming pools, each already surrounded by sun bathers glistening in cocoa butter. The lower decks held lounges and theaters and eateries and nightclubs. There were shops and kiosks on every level; a sports bar, a wine bar, two piano bars, a margarita bar ("Hi, Jack! Hi, Ciara!"); and any number of different ways to get from any one place to any other: by stairs, by elevator, by main passageway, by side passageway. Later in the afternoon I sat down at a little coffee shop toward the stern of the ship and nursed a cup of lapsang souchong. Seagulls were gliding along in our tailwind. I'd been making good progress on a couple algorithms at work, and I went over some of the key steps in my mind. It was nice being out of the cubicle for a change, sitting in the sunshine, daydreaming instead of coding, watching the seagulls hover and veer. My thoughts eventually wandered back to my room situation. I still couldn't understand why Molly was being so agreeable about sharing the cabin. It dawned on me that maybe she didn't think she had any other choice. Maybe she thought that since she was only here as Mrs. Pendergast's guest, she had to do whatever Denise asked. And so maybe she wasn't really all that used to sharing rooms with random guys either. Maybe she was just doing what she thought was expected. A fellow shipmate, a sort-of member of the same social group she was sort of a member of, needed a place to bunk. She had an empty spot. Didn't shipboard etiquette kind of dictate that she offer to share? But then, by the same token, what did shipboard etiquette expect of me? I finished my tea and ambled back toward the front of the ship. A raucous game of volleyball was taking place in one of the pools. Someone called my name. "Are you going back to the room? I forgot my card." It was Molly. She gave her little shrug. She was wearing a bright yellow bikini. It was fairly conservative, the kind she could wear to the gym, but it called your attention to her shapely legs and her slender tummy. We made our way down the labyrinth of passageways toward our lower deck. The people we passed would have naturally assumed that we were together. "I figured out about dinner," she said. "Everybody has an assigned time and an assigned table. Ours is in about an hour. We can go together if you want." After a couple of wrong turns we finally found our corridor and our little room. It hadn't gotten any bigger in the time we'd been away. But there was a fresh bath towel sitting on the bed, folded into a sort of soft-origami swan. "Look how cute," Molly said. "The housekeepers must have been in." She put her things on the nightstand and fiddled in her suitcase for some clothes. "I'm just going to take a quick shower first." She went into the bathroom, taking the swan along with her. I sat on the foot of the bed and took a look at the schedule. The walls were thin enough that I could hear the water splashing. She came out wrapped in the towel. "It's too cramped to get dressed in there," she said, trying to sound matter-of-fact. She looked around the room, a bit awkwardly. So this was one of the guys-and-girls-sharing-a-cabin rules that I wasn't really familiar with. What was I supposed to do while she got dressed? Step into the bathroom to give her some privacy? Or just ignore her, the way I would if I was sharing the room with a guy? She wasn't completely sure how to play it either. She turned to face the mirror, but that only put her sideways to me. So she turned all the way around, facing the outer door. She tried to give the impression that changing clothes in front of a cabin mate wasn't that big a deal. So I tried to follow her lead. I didn't stare, and she had her back to me, but it was hard not to notice what she was doing. She started by putting on her bra, but as she was pulling it up, her towel slipped, revealing the two round, pretty cheeks of her bottom. She quickly pulled the towel back into place, and I quickly forced my eyes back to the schedule. So it was only with my peripheral vision that I was able to see her stepping into her panties and skirt and buttoning up her blouse. Finally she sat on the chair to fasten her sandals. Our eyes met again. She sighed, then admitted. "I work in a clinic. I often have to help clients get over themselves, when they have to disrobe for an exam, in front of someone they don't know. I think I have better empathy, now. Oh, Dinner is supposed to be smart casual." she remarked. I took that to mean that my polo shirt didn't quite cut it. I'd brought a couple button-down shirts, and so I went over and got one from my suitcase. She nodded approvingly and turned to the mirror, fiddling with her hair. I took off my polo shirt and put on the button one. The dining room was immense, with big round tables like in a reception hall. Molly and I were assigned to a table with some of the other people from our group. I let Molly sit next to Ciara. There was nobody on my other side, which was fine with me. Molly and Ciara found some girl stuff to talk about. The general conversation at the table seemed to be about motorcycles. Denise stopped by to see how everyone was doing. Molly had the chicken and I had the fish. We resisted the hard liquor, but we both had a glass of wine with our meal. Valentin, our engaging Bulgarian waiter, brought us the chit. We had both just assumed that wine was included in the meal, but he explained that it would be added to our room bill. "Will they charge it to Mrs. Pendergast?" Molly whispered, afraid they might. "We'll figure it out," I whispered back, signing for both of us. The magic show didn't start until eight o'clock, so after dinner Molly suggested we just wander around. She showed me the little art gallery she'd discovered on deck six where it met the central atrium. Photographs of interesting doorways on old, rustic buildings. Just past the art gallery was a little gift shop. We went in, and Molly looked at the jewelry counter. She asked the lady to bring out a necklace that caught her eye. I leafed through the post cards, but I didn't really have anyone to send one to. We still had forty-five minutes until the show, so I took Molly up to the miniature golf course. We didn't bother keeping score. I made a couple lucky shots. Then, on the next-to-the-last hole, Molly's shot went wild and bounced onto the next green over. It ricocheted off a bumper and coasted down, curving gently, right into the cup. A perfect hole in one into the wrong hole! "Whoa!" I said. "Remind me never to play you for money." She raised her putter and blew on the end as if it were a smoking rifle barrel. "You should see me at pinball." The magic show was a lot of fun. The magician wore a black hat and cape and his pretty assistant wore a slinky black dress. They did all the traditional tricks with rings and scarves and giant cards. Then, for the grand finale, the magician announced that he was going to make his assistant disappear right before our very eyes. He had her stand at the front of the stage with her arms up and out to the crowd. He waved his wand and, Presto!, she didn't disappear, but her dress did! It was just gone! She kept standing there for a second with her breasts completely exposed and nothing covering her at all except a tiny G-string thong. Finally she realized what had happened. She shrieked, covered herself with her hands, and ran offstage, letting us see that her backside was just as shapely as her front. The magician was shocked that his trick had backfired. Shocked! But the audience was applauding wildly, and so he turned and bowed. And as he swept off his hat, what should fall out but the assistant's little black dress. He picked it up and gave us a sly grin. The assistant came out to take her bow, wrapped in a white ship's towel just like the one Molly had been wearing. When she saw what the magician had in his hand, she snatched it back from him with a nasty glare. The crowd ate it up. Molly was laughing as much as I was. After the show we went back up on deck and strolled a while in the cool night air. The ship was plowing along through moonlit waves, stars twinkling in the sky. Toward the stern, lively dance music was thumping up from the nightclubs below. We found our way down to check it out. We spotted Jack and Ciara in the hip-hop club amidst the flashing strobe lights and pulsing lasers. Jack raised his glass and Ciara called something we didn't quite catch. Further on was the salsa club, throbbing with its own level of intensity. Then came the golden oldies club, somewhat more subdued. And finally a relatively quiet lounge where we sat down and shared a bottle of sparkling water. "It's pretty amazing, isn't it?" Molly said. "I never thought there would be so many different things going on. A whole resort on a single ship! And they can just hoist up the anchor and sail us away to wherever they want to take us." I had to agree. "And the way it's so completely self-contained. I mean, what could we possibly want that they aren't already completely stocked up on? The whole rest of the world could just go ahead and blow itself up and we wouldn't even notice." It had been a pleasant evening. And Denise had been right: it had been fun to have a buddy to share it with. But now we were heading back to our little room, and we had to turn our attention to the more mundane aspects of cabin sharing. Molly went to the bathroom first, and then I did, and then neither of us was quite sure how to proceed. It was becoming pretty clear that she wasn't any more familiar with cabin sharing than I was. Both of us kept looking at the bed. It was up against the outer wall, and almost as long as the cabin was wide. It was going to be awkward getting to the side against the wall without disturbing the other person. Presumably the cabin-sharing etiquette book would have had something to say. I decided that one of us should at least try to pretend that they knew what they were doing. "Would you mind if I took the side with the ocean view?" That seemed like the most gentlemanly arrangement. She didn't argue, and in fact I think she was relieved to have the issue resolved. She opened her suitcase and brought out a pair of frilly, sky-blue pajamas. She looked around again and then turned her back like she had before. I sat down at the foot of the bed. I hadn't even thought to bring any pajamas myself. Well, there wasn't much I could do about it now. I took off my shoes and socks and tried not to pay any undue attention to what she was doing. She stepped into her pajama bottoms and pulled them up under her skirt before taking it off. Then she pulled off her blouse and put on her pajama top so quickly that I caught only the briefest glimpse of her bra strap. Then she reached in under the top, unhooked her bra, and fished it out. Meanwhile, I'd taken off my shirt and pants. I figured I could slip under the covers without her seeing me in my underwear. But then I realized that she'd had a perfect view in the bathroom-door mirror all along. She didn't let on, though. That seemed to be the universal rule of awkward cabin sharing, for girls as well as for guys. Just go about your business and let your cabin mate go about theirs. I crawled up onto the far side of the bed, trying not to notice if she was paying any attention. She turned off the light and got in on her side. I'd had to share beds with other guys before on occasion. What you do is turn your back, keep yourself perfectly still, and imagine that there is an invisible force field that insulates your half of the bed from the entire rest of the universe. I quickly discovered, however, that this technique is not that effective when the person lying beside you is a pretty girl in frilly pajamas. I got such a hard-on that I was sure she could sense it, even though we had our backs turned. So I thought about my algorithms. I rehearsed an upcoming seminar presentation of their salient features. And then I rehearsed it again. And then I rehearsed it again. Sunlight was shining in through the porthole again when I woke up the next morning. Molly was still asleep, but I needed to pee. I edged out of bed, trying my best not to disturb her. I went to the bathroom, then quietly got dressed and slipped out of the room. There were only a few people up on deck at this hour. We'd sailed during the night and were now anchored at the entrance to the harbor at Catalina Island. It was a beautiful morning, the water a rich cerulean blue, the harbor dotted with rows of pretty boats. I came back down and found a dining room that served breakfast. I had a bite and brought back coffee and a roll for Molly. She was up, but still in her pajamas. I told her about the island and tried to show her through the porthole. The way the ship was facing, though, we were only able to see the rugged hills of the island and not the harbor itself. By mid-morning she had talked me into going in to shore with her. It was like being transported back in time to the sunny southern California you see in old-time newsreels: palm trees, cute bungalows, handsome, sun-tanned people sitting at outdoor cafes or lounging under colorful beach umbrellas. We walked all the way along the beachfront to the palatial ballroom at the end, admiring its lovely art-deco mosaics of naked mermaids cavorting amidst swirling kelp forests and playful schools of fish. The huge round floor of the ballroom itself was dark and empty on this weekday morning, but photos along the walls showed elegantly dressed couples waltzing at the annual New Year's Eve ball. Molly was enchanted. "Let's come back for it, want to?" "I'm afraid my ballroom dancing is a little rusty." "Well, you'll have to brush up then." We strolled back along the main boulevard amidst tourists and tradesmen and shopping housewives. We looked in the windows of the boutiques and souvenir shops and had lunch at one of the sidewalk cafes. Molly filled me in on all the latest gossip about the interns and nurses at her clinic. I told her a bit about my algorithms. I may have gotten a little carried away, actually, but she did her best to follow along. Our map showed a botanical garden a couple miles out of town. Molly was game, so after lunch we rented a tourist cart and headed off to look for it. I drove and Molly navigated, and after a few wrong turns we found ourselves bumping along into the dusty interior of the island. It was a warm, sunny afternoon, and we had the place pretty much to ourselves. It had never even occurred to me that there were botanical gardens devoted almost entirely to cactus. I'd certainly never imagined there were so many different varieties: towering suaros like in the cowboy movies; rough organ pipes that shimmered like coral formations on the floor of some strange alien sea; fuzzy white phalluses that tried to lure you into thinking they were cuddly enough to pet; plump barrel cactus with swirling patterns of pristine spikes as geometrically perfect as Faberge eggs. Molly discovered a sprawling specimen that must have taken up a half a city block. It was covered with prickly green Mickey Mouse ears, and on the whole rugged plant there was one lone ear that held a single tiny delicate yellow flower. "That's what I want for my corsage," she said. "When we come back for New Year's Eve." We eventually bumped our way back into town and dropped off the cart. The tender back to the ship was pretty full, and Molly and I had to press up shoulder-to-shoulder on the bench. She closed her eyes in the afternoon sunshine. "A perfect day," she murmured. "And tonight's the gala dinner. And gambling!" "Gala dinner?" She opened one eye just enough to give me a look. "You were supposed to bring a sport coat. It was in the brochure." When we got back to the room we found our towel on the nightstand, folded into the shape of a jungle cat, ready to pounce. I had brought my sports coat, but it was pretty creased from being crammed in my suitcase. Molly hung it in the bathroom when she went in to take her shower. Then when she was done I took my own, making sure to give her plenty of time to get dressed. I cracked the door to see if the coast was clear. She was making her final adjustments in the mirror and stepped aside to let me out. She was wearing a lilac gown with a sequined top and a long swishy skirt. "I got it on sale," she shrugged. But I could tell from the way she kept looking at herself in the mirror that she was pretty pleased with it. Now I was the one who had to get dressed in front of her. I just went at it cabin-buddy style, turning my back and pulling things up under my towel like she had done. When I fetched my sports coat from the bathroom, the creases were a little less noticeable. We made our way up to the dining room. It was nice, actually, being a little dressed up. I found myself walking a little taller, standing a little straighter. Molly took my arm as we made our way to the table, and everyone paused to look. Molly and Ciara chatted about shopping on the island. It turned out that Jack knew something about cacti from his landscaping work and was interested to hear about the botanical garden. The appetizers were oysters on the half shell. It was my first time eating them, and Molly showed me what to do. By the time that dinner was over, the ship had gotten far enough out to sea that the casino was open. Molly walked right in as if she knew what she was doing. She got ten dollars' worth of quarters, and I pitched in another ten, trying my best to match her air of confident sophistication. She went to one of the poker machines, and I drew up a stool beside her. "So what's this system of yours? Or is it a secret?" "I only play until I run out of quarters. That way I never lose more than I'm willing to spend." I didn't think that that was what people meant by a "system," but I didn't say anything. I watched her play a few hands. The machine would deal out five cards. She would select which ones she wanted to keep, and the machine would replace the others. "I usually just bet a quarter. But if we're going to pool our money, we can bet two at a time, OK?" I finally figured out how it worked. If we got anything less than a pair of jacks, the machine would keep our money. If we got jacks or better, it would give us our money back. If we got an even better hand, like two pairs or three of a kind, it would pay out according to a table posted on the screen. All the way up to a hundred bucks for a royal flush. We lost our first few quarters, but then we got three aces, and the machine clunked us six shiny new quarters back out. Molly would study each hand carefully before making her selection. She pretty much chose the same cards that I would have chosen, except she was a little over-optimistic about our chances of getting a straight or a flush. On one hand the machine dealt us the jack and king of diamonds, along with a pair of eights. She eagerly selected to keep the jack and the king. "No, no," I told her. "Keep the eights." "But we have a chance for a royal flush." "But the odds are better for getting another eight." She gave me her look of patient exasperation. "Because look,” I tried to say. But she wasn't particularly interested in my analysis. "OK, Mr. Algorithm." She changed the selection. The machine dealt us a queen, a three, and a six and beeped the forlorn tone that meant "better luck next time." Molly flashed me her told-you-so eyebrows. "Well, we wouldn't have gotten the royal flush either." "Not if we didn't even try!" There was one moment of genuine excitement when we got a full house, sixes and queens. The machine clanged like crazy and quarters came pouring out. But eventually every one of them got re-deposited, never to be seen again. It wasn't really gambling so much as just playing a video game. An enjoyable one, though. There was the dress-up aspect, the battle of wits, the allure of the hundred-dollar jackpot. Molly certainly enjoyed playing, and I enjoyed watching her. I noticed that it was almost time for the show. "Juggling?" Molly wasn't so sure. She rattled our cup. "We still have a few quarters left." "Yes, juggling! I'll have you know that I minored in juggling in college. Come on. It'll be fun." The show was in the forward theatre again, right next to the casino. The Flying Garbanzo Brothers! Hup Hup! Four strapping guys with streaming hair and Frank Zappa mustaches, dressed in colorful gypsy blouses and billowing pantaloons. They juggled everything from tennis balls to bowling pins to pineapples to power tools. One of the brothers, Yakov, had a rakish, devil-may-care attitude and was always grinning at the ladies in the audience. In one of the acts, as balls were whizzing back and forth across the stage, he started making eyes at a blonde in the front row. He began paying less and less attention to his juggling, occasionally letting a ball fly past him, which one of the other brothers would then have to lurch out of formation to keep in play. Finally he just gave up on the juggling altogether and sat down on the edge of the stage, chatting the lady up. The other brothers were flailing frantically to keep all the balls in the air. They began to retire them, one by one, but somehow the very last ball went out of control and arched way up high toward the front of the stage. Yakov casually reached his hand out to the side and caught it without even looking. "Ladies and gentlemen!" announced Ripov, the black brother with dreads, "For our grand finale, a feat of blistering dexterity so flagrantly dangerous that it has never before been attempted within the enclosed confines of a luxury liner!" The brothers proceeded to arrange a panoply of torches and hoops and bales of combustible material all around the stage. Yakov came out sporting a mischievous grin and lugging a big red can, labeled 'gasoline.' Just as he was about to douse the first bale, the stagehand stormed in, a short oriental fellow in a white lab coat and thick black glasses, squawking in a barely intelligible accent and waving the ubiquitous ship safety placard, the one with the picture of the lifesaver on it. Yakov's grin collapsed into a sneer, but he put down the can. "Still never attempted," he muttered under his breath. The brothers juggled the torches anyway, unlit but unwieldy, back and forth through the hoops and over the bales. Suddenly red and orange crepe-paper streamers unfurled and rose up, flickering like flames and giving the impression, at least, of a roaring inferno. All in all, it was enough to get your blood pumping. When the show was over there was a bit of a traffic jam getting out of the theater. I grabbed Molly's hand and dragged her toward a less crowded side exit. Hup hup! We found ourselves in a stateroom passageway, and I kept dragging her along at a rapid pace. "Where are we going?" she asked. "C'mon," I replied. The fact is, I didn't really know. At the end of the passage was a short stairway up to a bulkhead door. We went through and found ourselves outside on a little deck by the lifeboats. The sun had set, but you could still see the frothy wave caps. At the end of the deck was another stairway, and at the top was the entrance to the miniature golf. I still didn't know exactly what I was looking for, but it wasn't miniature golf. There was another way to go, though, even further forward, right along the edge of the bow. Molly was panting from our frantic pace, but she was keeping up. We'd reached the very front of the ship. The image of Leonardo DeCaprio holding Kate Winslet on the bow of the Titanic flashed into my mind. That's what I wanted! Moonlight! Sea spray! Violins! But the forward view was all walled off. The only thing you could see, if you turned around, was the bridge, looming up above us, ominously dark except for the eerie glow from the radar screens. There was a stairway leading up to it, but the sign said "Authorized personnel only." "Kind of not what I was expecting," I said. "Oh, well," she said. She pulled us across to the other side where another deckway led back aft. The wall there was not so high, and we stood for a while, watching the foamy caps and the unbounded emptiness. We had engine noises instead of violins and a stinging wind instead of an enchanted spray. "Do you think they'd even bother to tell us?" she wondered. "Tell us?" "If the world blew itself up." But the wind was just too fierce. We retreated back to the more sheltered parts of the ship. This time Jack and Ciara were in the Salsa Club. They waved us in. "What are you having?" Jack yelled over the music, heading for the bar. Ciara and Molly had to half shout to hear each other. Jack came back with something tall and fruity for Molly and something short and amber colored for me. The music was catchy and persistent. Jack held out his hand and led Molly onto the dance floor. They made a handsome couple: Jack rugged and manly, Molly fresh and pretty. I felt a twinge of jealousy. Molly knew a lot of steps, and she was clearly enjoying herself. I gave Ciara an awkward smile and we walked out to join them. It turned out that Ciara was quite a dancer too. She would lose herself in the music, letting her willowy body become an instrument of its expression. I felt kind of bad that she was stuck having me as her partner, but the dance floor was crowded and she didn't seem to mind. When the song ended, she smiled and put her hand on my arm as she caught her breath. She was attractive, with long, honey-blonde hair and a captivating smile. A bit older than me, but not that much. I tried to picture the two of us going out after we got back home. By the third song it was no longer really clear any more who was dancing with whom. Ciara and Molly were dancing next to each other and laughing together at something one of them had said. Then Ciara turned her attention to Jack, and he gave her a few of the moves that her dancing so richly deserved. They made a striking couple too, in a different way than Jack and Molly. They seemed more appropriate for each other, somehow, a better fit. And there was a genuine cozy affection between them that I could imagine outlasting the cruise. Meanwhile, Molly was dancing beside me now, her freshness and joyful enthusiasm now beamed my way. That seemed more appropriate too. Molly and I finally called it a night. It had been a long, eventful day: mermaids, cacti, sea spray, dancing. We made our way down the corridor to the little room that was beginning to feel more and more like home. I took off my coat. Molly's hair was a bit mussed, but she looked happy, as if her day had been as full and eventful as mine had been. I brought my arms up to give her a little hug. I figured that the rules of cabin etiquette wouldn't begrudge us one little hug. But she stepped into it, and before I knew it we were kissing, a kiss that continued as we shuffled our way toward the bed. We sat down. I put my hand on her shoulder and ran it over her sequined back. She touched my face and let her tongue brush my lips. I stroked her side and whispily brushed her breast. She drew in her breath, then reached behind herself and undid her clasp. Her bodice slipped down like a sequined snake skin, revealing the more luminous, more tender skin beneath. Her breasts were perfect, pale and shy, each one frankly punctuated by a bashful, yearning nipple. I couldn't help but lean in and encircle one of them with my lips, tasting it gently with my own tongue. She held me softly there. The rules of cabin etiquette, it seemed, had been suspended by mutual consent. She lifted herself just enough to slip her gown off the rest of the way. She draped it over the chair and gave me the bashful version of her shrug. We had to get ready for bed after all. I undressed too, placing my clothes on top of hers. She lay down, wearing only her panties. I took off everything and lay down beside her. We glided our hands over each other's arms, over each other's sides, over each other's hips. My penis was sticking out like a sore thumb, but I just let it. I caressed her firm bottom and hitched her closer so that our thighs touched, so that her nipples grazed my chest. I slipped my hand down inside her panties to be even closer to the smooth, cool touch of her skin. Always before, one part of my brain would already have been working out the logistics of getting us back where we would need to go when we were finished. But tonight those concerns were blissfully absent. We were both already right where we needed to be, right in the very bed where we would be spending the night. But there was one concern I couldn't put aside. "I'm afraid I didn't think to bring any protection. Do you think the gift shop might still be open?" "It's okay," she murmured. "I'm protected." We kissed again. She reached down and slipped off her last remaining piece of clothing. So now we both were naked, lying together in each other's arms, in the very bed where we were going to spend the night. It wasn't that I didn't know what to do next, it was just that I was a little bashful to be the one to initiate it. And, truth be told, I was more than happy just to be doing what we were doing, lying together so intimately, so completely within each other's personal space, so fully accepting, so fully accepted. If that was going to be enough for her, it was certainly plenty enough for me. But I didn't object when she knelt up, and straddled my thighs, and took my rigid penis in her hand, and glided her moist vagina down upon it. Neither of us said a word. Partly it was shyness, but partly it was just because there was no need to muddle up with words what our entwined bodies were already saying so well without them. To be continued. By HectorBidon for Literotica.

DCL Podcast
460 Sailing the Maiden Voyage of the Disney Treasure

DCL Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 1, 2025 59:49


We welcome Ebony to the show to discuss her time aboard the Disney Treasure's Maiden Voyage! Hear about all the…

Run Into The Ground
199. Maiden Voyage feat. Eric Richter

Run Into The Ground

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 19, 2024 113:36


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Let's Go Devils Podcast
Our Maiden Voyage Around The NHL (AT THE POINT EP1)

Let's Go Devils Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 12, 2024 45:24


This is our maiden voyage of this new podcast called "At The Point"! We will be talking NHL with a little bit of a Devils centric twist. Sam Woo and Bruce Zeman will dive into the NHL and talk about all things hockey!Hosted By Sam Woo and Bruce Zemanhttp://JoinOurCrew.comhttps://pucksandpitchforks.comhttps://www.LetsGoDevils.comRATE, REVIEW, AND SUBSCRIBE: Apple Podcasts - https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/lets-go-devils-podcast/id1371371669 #NJDevils #NHL #LetsGoDevils #LGD #Devils #NewJersey #NCAA #AHLBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/let-s-go-devils-podcast--2862943/support.

DJ Ian Head Mixes and Podcasts
Pullin from the Stacks - Ten Year Anniversary!

DJ Ian Head Mixes and Podcasts

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 1, 2024 66:17


I began the Pullin from the Stacks podcast just over 10 years ago, publishing my first episode on October 19, 2014. The name is from the classic Digable Planets cut "Pacifics," a song which has a lot of meaning to me. I think I actually messed up and called it "Pullin from the Crates" for that first episode. The first record I played was a cover of Herbie Hancock's "Maiden Voyage" by the Jazz Piano Quartet. The first record I play on this episode is a different "Maiden Voyage" cover, this time by the Dalton Jazz Ensemble, a school band record I found at Recollect Records in Denver years ago. One of my favorite songs, I still search out any version I can. The next record is the first record I ever put on my Discogs "want list," Michael Sardaby's "Gail," after hearing a soundclip on Youtube one day. Even back then it was going for more money than I'd ever spent on a piece of wax. A few years later, I sold my old copy of Eminem's first 12" for a couple hundred, and immediately went to see if there were any copies of "Gail" available at the same price - and there were! I feel so lucky to have snagged one. The next record is from one of my favorite jazz compilations, this one out of Hungary in the early 70s. I highly recommend it, the whole record is gorgeous, it's called "Modern Jazz Anthology X" and folks are sleeping on it! Staying in the same part of the world, I was introduced to Romanian jazz legend Johnny Cretu Raducanu after hearing a few Electrecord releases he had played on. The cover of this 10" and his own cover of Charles Mingus's "Haitian Fight Song" drove me to track down a copy online. The whole record is stunning. Speaking of stunning it is hard to find words to describe the beauty of this masterpiece by Winston Mankunku Ngozi, often referred to as South Africa's John Coltrane. It is a desert island record. The following tune, from the Roy Haynes Trio, is one I heard on Karriem Riggins masterful mix, "Music Kaleidoscope," and had to track down. I found it one weekend in a super random record store deep in Long Island. The Chucho Valdes represents my love of Cuban jazz; while I didn't find this record during my time in Havana, I did get hip to Mr. Valdes and months afterword dug this out of a crate on the floor under a table at the WMFU record fair. The Milton Banana cut I play here is from the first record of his I bought, I think at Human Head back in the day. He's killing it on the drums!! I don't remember when I first heard this RF 45 - maybe Junior played it? - but it's a gem, had to track one down. And Green Caterpillar man...I first heard this when Rev Shines played it YEARS ago on KBOO during Jumbo's "Beat Jeopardy" show. I remember being like "wtf is this?!?!?" - took many years to find a copy. I bought this off a dude in Colorado on Amazon.com in like 2015 for about $80. Clean. No regrets on that. The Soul Surfers cut here is just crazy to me, I think someone posted it on IG and I took notice. And finally, this beautiful cover of Kendrick Lamar by my guy Sly 5th Ave released by my people DJ Center and Footlong Development is a stone cold classic. I can't count all the DJ gigs I end with this 45 or all the people coming up to the turntables to see what it is. This is not the end of the podcast. There will be more episodes, though probably less often, as has been the case for much of 2024. Hoping to get back on a schedule of 1-2 episodes a month, possibly with some special guests. Speaking of guests, I want to thank everyone who's contributed a guest set these past ten years! Alex Stange, DO77, Duiji Mshinda, John Morrison, DJ Center, J. Rawls, Bruce Phillips, Evolve-One, LateBloomer and dflush, Daniel Littlewood, the DadBodRapPod, and Waffles Hidalgo. Much respect! And the biggest thank you goes out to everyone who's tuned in once or a hundred times, downloaded, subscribed, told their friends, or talked shit. It's all appreciated.

Travel & Cruise Industry News
MSC and Major Valencia Flooding

Travel & Cruise Industry News

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 1, 2024 74:25


MSC and Major Valencia Flooding is today's lead story on Friday Travel and Cruise Industry News Podcast, November 1, 2024 with Chillie Falls. MSC Seaside arrived in Valencia, Spain, for her scheduled port call yesterday. Spain is currently coping with one of the worst flooding disasters in decades – which so far has claimed at least 158 lives, with more missing, and resulted in significant damage and loss of power. (Details within) Also today, Encore Drydock Changes; Carnival Developing New Security Roles; Bees Embark On Carnival Valor; Seattle Shore Power Completed Early; Captain Dino Sagani Gears Up for MSC World America's Maiden Voyage; and Lots more, live today at 11 AM EDT. #fridaytravelandcruiseindustrynews #podcast #cruisenews #travelnews #cruise #travel #chilliescruises #chilliefalls #whill_us Thanks for visiting my channel. NYTimes The Daily, the flagship NYT podcast with a massive audience. "Vacationing In The Time Of Covid" https://nyti.ms/3QuRwOS Cruise Ship Doctor Cruise: https://bookayt.net/cruisedoctor/ To access the Travel and Cruise Industry News Podcast; https://cms.megaphone.fm/channel/trav... or go to https://accessadventure.net/ To subscribe: http://bit.ly/chi-fal I appreciate super chats or any other donation to support my channel. For your convenience, please visit: https://paypal.me/chillie9264?locale.... Chillie's Cruise Schedule: https://www.accessadventure.net/chillies-trip-calendar/ For your mobility needs, contact me, Whill.inc/US, at (844) 699-4455 use SRN 11137 or call Scootaround at 1.888.441.7575. Use SRN 11137. YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/ChilliesCruises Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/chillie.falls X: https://twitter.com/ChillieFalls Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/chilliefalls/ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@chilliescruises Business Email: chillie@chilliefalls.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

California Golden Blogs: The Bearcast
Cal Men's Basketball 24-25: Preview of the Maiden Voyage to the Atlantic

California Golden Blogs: The Bearcast

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 31, 2024 76:12


Rob is joined by fellow Write for California writers in Don, Nick and Terence. They give their 6 predictions for the new season of California Men's Basketball and what will constitute a successful season for the Bears in the Haas of Pain. How to listen or talk to us!  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

The Ben Maller Show
Hour 4 - Maye's Maiden Voyage

The Ben Maller Show

Play Episode Listen Later Oct 14, 2024 36:32 Transcription Available


Ben Maller talks about Patriots rookie QB Drake Maye's first start in a loss against the Texans, why the Panthers are sticking with Andy Dalton after another loss, Doug Pederson calling for a culture change in Jacksonville, Maller Milita Feud, and much more!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

But It Was Aliens
Curse of Oak Island Money Pit

But It Was Aliens

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 26, 2024 55:04


The extraterrestrial comedy podcast where we probe the Oak Island Money Pit in Nova Scotia, Canada. First discovered in 1795 but also possibly first discovered centuries earlier, this hole has been probed many a time by many a company. Most of those companies went bankrupt and pulled out of the hole. The hole, Daniel's hole to begin with, had many a log inside. It wasn't just logs in this hole, there was a mysterious inscribed stone and evidence of past exploration. But was there treasure buried inside and did that treasure once belong to a pirate or explorer who couldn't reclaim what was once theirs? If so, did they booby trap the hole, or was a curse placed upon the Money Pit? Did seven people need to die before the treasure could be found and if so, how many people have actually died looking for this treasure? All that and more on this week's file.     Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/butitwasaliens   Store: https://butitwasaliens.co.uk/shop/     Probe us: Email: butitwasaliens@gmail.com Instagram/Threads @ ButItWasAliens Twitter @ ButItWasAliens Facebook: @ ButItWasAliens - join Extraterrestrial Towers     Music:  Music created via Garageband. Additional music via: https://freepd.com - thank you most kindly good people. At points throughout this episode continually mentioning pirates, you will have heard the Maiden Voyage and Summon the Megalodon from Rare and the Xbox's Sea Of Thieves courtesy of Microsoft and composed via the magical Robin Beanland. We closed out the episode with the 'Staff Roll' aka credits theme from Nintendo's 1990-1992 Super Mario World from the Super Nintendo Entertainment System, composed by Hero of Sound Kōji Kondō.   Sources: https://yourparanormal.com/unexplained-phenomena/money-pit/   Oak Island: https://www.oakislandmystery.com/11-the-mystery?start=4    Did Henry Sinclair reach Nova Scotia: https://www.history.co.uk/articles/did-the-knights-templars-reach-nova-scotia 

Blown for Good: Scientology Exposed
Internal documents show Linkin Park's Singer has a Scientology Spy Wing Mom - Scientology Spy Files #25 w/ Marc Headley

Blown for Good: Scientology Exposed

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 10, 2024 86:57 Transcription Available


Send us a textBrace yourself for a behind-the-scenes look at Scientology like never before. In this eye-opening episode of Scientology Spy Files, we unravel the secretive operations of the Office of Special Affairs (OSA) through the lens of Gail Armstrong's career transformation. From her days in OSA's PR department to her pivotal role at Scientology's international headquarters, Gail's journey is riddled with intrigue and controversy. We spotlight her complex relationship with David Miscavige and the involvement of high-profile figures such as Tom Cruise and Shelly Miscavige. On top of that, we discuss the controversy surrounding Gail's daughter, Emily Armstrong, the new lead singer of Linkin Park, and what her mother's high-ranking position in the Sea Organization might mean for her.Discover the chaos and sabotage that threatened to derail Scientology's Maiden Voyage event. Despite numerous setbacks and intense micromanagement from David Miscavige, CINE and the Audio divisions of Golden Era Productions managed to save the day. Our deep dive reveals how the script rewrites, failures, and blame-shifting culture created a high-stakes environment for everyone involved. Key figures like Diana Hubbard and Gail Armstrong come under the microscope as we dissect their roles and the relentless pursuit of perfection that defines Sea Org operations.Get an inside look at the meticulous preparations for Scientology's major events. From strict dress code instructions to the nail-biting revisions of speeches, we provide a comprehensive overview of the efforts that go into meeting David Miscavige's exacting standards. We cover the roles of various members, including Guillaume Leserve and Heber, and the immense pressure they face. We'll also explore how the complexities and family dynamics within Scientology impact the members, focusing on Gail Armstrong's challenging relationship with Miscavige and her controversial activities. This episode offers a rare glimpse into the intense coordination required to pull off these high-profile events, revealing the true cost of perfection within Scientology's senior leadership.Support the showBFG Store - http://blownforgood-shop.fourthwall.com/Blown For Good on Audible - https://www.amazon.com/Blown-for-Good-Marc-Headley-audiobook/dp/B07GC6ZKGQ/ref=tmm_aud_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=Blown For Good Website: http://blownforgood.com/PODCAST INFO:Podcast website: https://www.buzzsprout.com/2131160/shareApple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/blown-for-good-behind-the-iron-curtain-of-scientology/id1671284503 Spotify: ...

The DCL Dude Podcast
Bonus Episode: Disney Destiny Itineraries

The DCL Dude Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 4, 2024 15:01


In this mini bonus episode, I'll take you through this week's Disney Destiny itinerary announcement and give you some of my thoughts on the inaugural season. I'll also go over the special booking policies for the Maiden Voyage, so if you're planning to book that, be sure to tune in! Don't forget to connect with the show on Twitter and Instagram @theDCLdude, or on Facebook at facebook.com/dcldudepodcast. You can also check out my new blog at www.thedcldude.com. If you have any ideas for future episodes, I'd love to hear them! Finally, if you're thinking about booking a Disney Cruise, don't go it alone! Send me an email at wes@mickeyworldtravel.com for a FREE quote and find out how to get some onboard credit to spend on your cruise!

CBS Sports Eye On College Basketball Podcast
Summer Shootaround '24: Will John Calipari's maiden voyage at Arkansas be smooth sailing?

CBS Sports Eye On College Basketball Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 28, 2024 33:05


BID ON YOUR TEAM'S BONUS EPISODE RIGHT HERE You may not have heard, but there's a new man in charge in Fayetteville -- John Calipari. The former Kentucky coach made headlines during Final Four weekend by taking the Razorbacks job. After reshuffling the roster via the transfer portal, can Calipari make an instant impact and bring the Arkansas back to the Final Four? Gary Parrish and Matt Norlander put the Arkansas Razorbacks underneath the microscope in the latest episode of Summer Shootaround. Eye on College Basketball is available for free on the Audacy app as well as Apple Podcasts, Spotify and wherever else you listen to podcasts.  Follow our team: @EyeonCBBPodcast @GaryParrishCBS @MattNorlander @Kyle_Boone @DavidWCobb @NataTheScribe Visit the betting arena on CBSSports.com for all the latest in sportsbook reviews and sportsbook promos for betting on college basketball. You can listen to us on your smart speakers! Simply say, "Alexa, play the latest episode of the Eye on College Basketball podcast," or "Hey, Google, play the latest episode of the Eye on College Basketball podcast." Email the show for any reason whatsoever: ShoutstoCBS@gmail.com Visit Eye on College Basketball's YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCeFb_xyBgOekQPZYC7Ijilw For more college hoops coverage, visit https://www.cbssports.com/college-basketball/ To hear more from the CBS Sports Podcast Network, visit https://www.cbssports.com/podcasts/ To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Ordway, Merloni & Fauria
The maiden voyage of the WEEI Afternoon Show!

Ordway, Merloni & Fauria

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 27, 2024 174:05


The full debut show of the WEEI Afternoon Show with Christian Arcand and Andy Hart

Nightlife
Built to Impress, Doomed to Sink: Vasa's tragic maiden voyage

Nightlife

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 25, 2024 36:18


Sweden's sunken Vasa ship is now on display in its very own museum, the Vasamuseet.

Geopolitics & Empire
The Unnamed Podcast: Hrvoje, Mike, & Monica’s Maiden Voyage!

Geopolitics & Empire

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 14, 2024 59:23


Hrvoje of The Geopolitics & Empire Podcast, Mike of The Parallel Systems Broadcast, and Monica of The Monica Perez Show have decided to band together for a monthly roundtable to discuss world events! It's an experiment! Heck, maybe we'll do twice a month! Heck, maybe we'll even throw in a monthly group Q&A with our respective members/supporters. Let us know what you think! Oh, and we need a name! Trilateral Commission was already taken...Committee of 3? No Silo Radio? Cognitive Dissidents? Watch on BitChute / Brighteon / Rokfin / Rumble / Substack Geopolitics & Empire · The Unnamed Podcast: Hrvoje, Mike, & Monica's Maiden Voyage! #1 *Support Geopolitics & Empire! Donate https://geopoliticsandempire.com/donations Consult https://geopoliticsandempire.com/consultation Become a Member https://geopoliticsandempire.substack.com Become a Sponsor https://geopoliticsandempire.com/sponsors **Visit Our Affiliates & Sponsors! Above Phone https://abovephone.com/?above=geopolitics easyDNS (use promo code GEOPOLITICS for 15% off!) https://easydns.com Expat Money Summit 2024 (use promo code EMPIRE for $100 off the VIP ticket!) https://2024.expatmoneysummit.com/?ac=8cDxEbJw LegalShield https://hhrvojemoric.wearelegalshield.com Wise Wolf Gold https://www.wolfpack.gold/?ref=geopolitics Websites Parallel Systems https://parallelmike.com Monica Perez Show https://monicaperezshow.com About Parallel Mike Parallel Mike is an organic farmer, investor and host of both the Parallel Systems Broadcast & Parallel Mike Podcast. He is passionate about living purposefully, natural health and self sufficiency. About Monica Perez The Monica Perez Show offers a variety of content from Real NEWS REELs, where Monica uses her research and analytical skills to get to the bottom of top headlines from a perspective of truth, liberty & justice; Highlight Reels, where Monica kicks back with the best and the brightest from the podcasting world; and her Interview series where she brings listeners fascinating interviews with principled thought-leaders and experts in fields of interest essential to those who seek the truth about the parasites-that-be or simply pursue an autonomous and independently healthy lifestyle. Monica was a radio host for 8 1/2 years on WSB Radio in Atlanta; prior to that she was an investment banker in New York and Texas. From that previous life, Monica holds an associate's degree from Rockland Community College, a bachelor's degree from Harvard, and a JD-MBA from Stanford. She is a Chartered Financial Analyst as well as a member of the bar of the State of New York. Monica now resides in Los Angeles where, in addition to podcasting, she experiences life as a wife, homemaker and mother of three teens, all of whom–including a very special son who has Down syndrome–really keep things interesting! Monica is also a cocktail enthusiast who posts her favorite recipes on monicamixes.com.* (*This hobby may or may not be related to having three teens and living in LA.) Monica also co-hosted The Propaganda Report and the Drivetime News Blast as well as Deep Dives with Monica Perez. *Podcast intro music is from the song "The Queens Jig" by "Musicke & Mirth" from their album "Music for Two Lyra Viols": http://musicke-mirth.de/en/recordings.html (available on iTunes or Amazon)

Geopolitics & Empire
The Unnamed Podcast: Hrvoje, Mike, & Monica’s Maiden Voyage!

Geopolitics & Empire

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 14, 2024 59:23


Hrvoje of The Geopolitics & Empire Podcast, Mike of The Parallel Systems Broadcast, and Monica of The Monica Perez Show have decided to band together for a monthly roundtable to discuss world events! It's an experiment! Heck, maybe we'll do twice a month! Heck, maybe we'll even throw in a monthly group Q&A with our respective members/supporters. Let us know what you think! Oh, and we need a name! Trilateral Commission was already taken...Committee of 3? No Silo Radio? Cognitive Dissidents? Watch on BitChute / Brighteon / Rokfin / Rumble / Substack Geopolitics & Empire · The Unnamed Podcast: Hrvoje, Mike, & Monica's Maiden Voyage! #1 *Support Geopolitics & Empire! Donate https://geopoliticsandempire.com/donations Consult https://geopoliticsandempire.com/consultation Become a Member https://geopoliticsandempire.substack.com Become a Sponsor https://geopoliticsandempire.com/sponsors **Visit Our Affiliates & Sponsors! Above Phone https://abovephone.com/?above=geopolitics easyDNS (use promo code GEOPOLITICS for 15% off!) https://easydns.com Expat Money Summit 2024 (use promo code EMPIRE for $100 off the VIP ticket!) https://2024.expatmoneysummit.com/?ac=8cDxEbJw LegalShield https://hhrvojemoric.wearelegalshield.com Wise Wolf Gold https://www.wolfpack.gold/?ref=geopolitics Websites Parallel Systems https://parallelmike.com Monica Perez Show https://monicaperezshow.com About Parallel Mike Parallel Mike is an organic farmer, investor and host of both the Parallel Systems Broadcast & Parallel Mike Podcast. He is passionate about living purposefully, natural health and self sufficiency. About Monica Perez The Monica Perez Show offers a variety of content from Real NEWS REELs, where Monica uses her research and analytical skills to get to the bottom of top headlines from a perspective of truth, liberty & justice; Highlight Reels, where Monica kicks back with the best and the brightest from the podcasting world; and her Interview series where she brings listeners fascinating interviews with principled thought-leaders and experts in fields of interest essential to those who seek the truth about the parasites-that-be or simply pursue an autonomous and independently healthy lifestyle. Monica was a radio host for 8 1/2 years on WSB Radio in Atlanta; prior to that she was an investment banker in New York and Texas. From that previous life, Monica holds an associate's degree from Rockland Community College, a bachelor's degree from Harvard, and a JD-MBA from Stanford. She is a Chartered Financial Analyst as well as a member of the bar of the State of New York. Monica now resides in Los Angeles where, in addition to podcasting, she experiences life as a wife, homemaker and mother of three teens, all of whom–including a very special son who has Down syndrome–really keep things interesting! Monica is also a cocktail enthusiast who posts her favorite recipes on monicamixes.com.* (*This hobby may or may not be related to having three teens and living in LA.) Monica also co-hosted The Propaganda Report and the Drivetime News Blast as well as Deep Dives with Monica Perez. *Podcast intro music is from the song "The Queens Jig" by "Musicke & Mirth" from their album "Music for Two Lyra Viols": http://musicke-mirth.de/en/recordings.html (available on iTunes or Amazon)

Vision ProFiles
YouTube Maiden Voyage

Vision ProFiles

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 13, 2024 56:50


Marty and Eric are joined by regular Daniel Burkholder on their first VPF on YouTube. We discuss recent betas, new environments, a possible "Vision Glass" and a spidey-app. YouTube.com/@VisionProfiles NEWS There are now more than 2,500 native apps for Apple Vision Pro Gurman: Apple continuing work on smart glasses; cheaper Apple Vision on track for next year VisionOs 2 is the next-generation operating system that runs on the Apple Vision Pro spatial computing device. Coming this fall. BETA What's new in Quick Look for visionOS 2 VisionOS 2 Beta 6 was released today GAMES NFL Retro Bowl '25, an exciting collaboration between the NFL and the hit App Store game, comes exclusively to Apple Arcade This Vision Pro emulator brings Nintendo's Virtual Boy back to life It Took Apple's $3,500 Vision Pro to Make Me Appreciate Nintendo's Virtual Boy ENVIRONMENTS Disney + Brings Three More 3D Movies And New Environment To Apple Vision Pro Disney + adds Iceland immersive environment to Apple Vision Pro Disney+ adds its fifth immersive Environment for Apple Vision Pro New SpongeBob SquarePants Environment comes to Apple Vision Pro SpongeBob's 25th Birthday Party Continues with Immersive Apple Vision Pro Experience ACCESSORIES Waterfield Backpack for Apple Vision Pro review: spatial commuting Review: WaterField Designs' Shield Case Offers More Sensible Vision Pro Protection Than Apple's Travel Case COMPETITION Microsoft plans new mixed-reality VR headset to rival Apple Vision Pro - may run Windows apps via the cloud NEW APPS Overbeat IMAX Moonlight Vision Spatial Web Shooter Visionprofiles.info

Vikings 1st & SKOL: A Minnesota Vikings podcast
Vikings vs Raiders Afterthoughts - McCarthy's Maiden Voyage: The Good, The Bad, and The Future | The Real Forno Show

Vikings 1st & SKOL: A Minnesota Vikings podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 13, 2024 48:23


In this episode of The Real Forno Show, host Tyler Flores, alongside producer Dave Stefano, provides an in-depth analysis of J.J. McCarthy's performance against the Las Vegas Raiders. The discussion focuses on McCarthy's impressive plays, areas for improvement, and overall potential. The episode also highlights standout defensive plays from rookies Dallas Turner and Levi Drake Rodriguez and examines other key players and performances. The conversation covers both positive elements and constructive criticisms, aiming to provide a well-rounded perspective on the team's future prospects. 00:00 Introduction to J. J. McCarthy's Performance 00:29 Welcome to The Real Forno Show 01:49 Rookie Performances and Analysis 02:15 In-Depth Breakdown of J. J. McCarthy 06:40 Discussion on McCarthy's Readiness 12:42 Interception Analysis and Learning Opportunities 15:40 Receiver Dynamics and Play Execution 21:55 Quarterback Decision-Making Under Pressure 22:42 Rookie Quarterbacks and Learning Curve 23:19 Constructive Criticism for McCarthy 25:08 Analyzing McCarthy's Throws 28:45 McCarthy's Potential and Future 33:57 Dallas Turner's Impressive Performance 35:21 Bo Richter's High Energy Impact 37:40 Rapid Fire Player Evaluations 39:16 Concerns About Jaren Hall 40:51 Final Thoughts and Upcoming Content FAN WITH US!!! Tyler Forness @TheRealForno of Vikings 1st & SKOL @Vikings1stSKOL and A to Z Sports @AtoZSportsNFL with Dave Stefano @Luft_Krigare producing this Vikings 1st & SKOL production, on the @RealFornoShow. Podcasts partnered with Fans First Sports Network @FansFirstSN and Fans First Sports Network's NFL feed @FFSN_NFL. ____________________________________________________________ ⭐️ Subscribe to us here! - https://www.youtube.com/@vikings1stskol92 ⭐️ Our Twitter can be found at @Vikings1stSKOL ⭐️ Tyler Forness can be read at A to Z Sports - https://atozsports.com/nfl/minnesota-vikings-news/ ⭐️ At Fans First Sports Network - https://www.ffsn.app/teams/minnesota-vikings/ ⭐️ On Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/vikings1standskol ⭐️ Watch the live show here: https://youtu.be/YVNWWUw4qzA Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

From Out Of The Past
210 Tempus Fugit

From Out Of The Past

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 12, 2024 100:03


Episode 10 -- The Finale -- of The Year Before Disneyland wraps in July, 1955.  We begin at The Disneyland Hotel and why it NOT opening with The Park was a Blessing.  Then it's back to TV with the 1st new ‘Disneyland' The Show Ep since March:  The Park's “Pre-Opening Report!”  Then it's Walt & Lillian's 30th Wedding Anniversary and (we hope) The Mark Twain's Maiden Voyage.  THEN, in the Week before Park Opening?  Walt goes to The Hollywood Bowl, Disneyland gets a Freeway Offramp & an Address, while ABC preps the Biggest Live Event in TV History.  Not a big enough finish for you?  We'll also chat what was in Fantasyland Opening Day! Including Steve Martin.  For more info, or sharing YOUR questions & comments, please find us on Instagram @fromoutofthepastpodcast!  Thanks for listening ...

The Dartarian Show
Titanic: “Tragedy on the Maiden Voyage”

The Dartarian Show

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 11, 2024 27:54


On this episode we discuss the tragic incident that sank the unsinkable Titanic! We also discuss the tragedy of the Titan submersible as well. Follow us for more great episodes!!! Check out the link below for some great merch!!! https://the-dartarian-show.creator-spring.com/

Hill-Man Morning Show Audio
Captain Dan of The Outer Limits preps Courtney and Wiggy for maiden voyage

Hill-Man Morning Show Audio

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 2, 2024 10:06


Captain Dan of The Outer Limits preps Courtney and Wiggy for maiden voyage

Hill-Man Morning Show Audio
Wiggy and Courtney go on their maiden voyage!! Hit 150 MPH!!

Hill-Man Morning Show Audio

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 2, 2024 11:29


Wiggy and Courtney go on their maiden voyage!! 150 MPH!!

CiTR -- The Jazz Show
Pianist/composer Herbie Hancock: "Empyrean Isles"

CiTR -- The Jazz Show

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 23, 2024 213:23


Tonight's Jazz Feature is by one of the most well known musicians in the world: pianist/composer/leader: Herbie Hancock. This wonderful album was done in the mid-60's when Herbie was a member of Miles Davis' Quintet. Hancock had signed with Blue Note Records and made many appearances as a sideman and had already recorded 3 albums under his name. He is perhaps best known for his 5th album "Maiden Voyage" but this date, his 4th is a gem. It's called "Empyrean Isles " and features a stellar quartet with the incomparable Freddie Hubbard on cornet (a smaller, sharper sounding trumpet), Ron Carter on bass and the unique Tony Williams on drums. There are only four compositions on the album but they reflect Hancock's range of moods from the sexy, funky opener ("Cantaloupe Island") to the more outer reaching ("The Egg"). Two other tunes reflect Hancock's creativity, "One Finger Snap" and "Oliloqui Valley". Enjoy the musical adventure with "Empyrean Isles"...tonight's Jazz Feature.

Vinyl Tour Bus Podcast
Maiden Voyage

Vinyl Tour Bus Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 17, 2024 16:21


Send us a Text Message.My first attempt at a Podcast! Vinyl Your Bus Podcast is up!!The Vinyl Tour Bus Makes all The Stops:Tales Of A Rock-A-RollaMusical History ToursRock Music TriviaGeneral MayhemTune In, Turn On & Rock Out

The Paris Chong Show
Billy Zane: Talks About Art, Marlon Brando, His Process, and Movies

The Paris Chong Show

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 12, 2024 25:02


In the inaugural episode of the Paris Chong Show, Paris Chong chats with long-time friend and actor Billy Zane. The conversation spans Zane's illustrious career, including a highlight of his successful art show at Leica and an upcoming exhibition in the South of France. Zane shares anecdotes about selling art near Julian Lennon's property, using found objects in his creative process, and his affinity for upcycling materials. They discuss his latest film project "Waltzing with Brando," which showcases Marlon Brando's early environmental activism. Zane also touches on his acting roles, reminiscing about "Titanic" and his favorite role in "The Phantom." The discussion highlights Zane's seamless blend of acting and art, culminating in an engaging and insightful episode that celebrates his multifaceted talents and Paris Chong's new venture into podcasting. (00:00:00) Intro Song (00:00:17) Hi Billy Zane! (00:00:59) Billy's Next Art Show (00:03:39) Billy Zane's Painting Style (00:06:09) More Art or Acting? (00:07:02) Billy Zane is Marlon Brando (00:07:52) Titanic, I Was A Hero (00:08:30) Brando was a visionary (00:10:59) Billy talks about Titanic (00:12:24) "A Wig is a Wig is a Wig" Neil messes up a quote (00:12:31) Process is product (00:13:12) Paris' Maiden Voyage (00:14:23) Billy Zane can cut a rug (00:15:39) Billy's Favorite Movie Role (00:17:36) "Do you feel fulfilled?" (00:19:55) We want to see more Billy Zane (00:22:23) What Billy has up next (00:23:15) Paris is Amazing

NTD News Today
Boeing Spacecraft Carrying Astronauts Lifts Off on Maiden Voyage; Hunter Biden's Gun Trial Continues

NTD News Today

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 5, 2024 45:41


Boeing launched astronauts for the first time on June 5, belatedly joining SpaceX as a second taxi service for NASA. A pair of NASA test pilots blasted off aboard Boeing's Starliner capsule for the International Space Station, the first to fly the new spacecraft. The trip by Butch Wilmore and Suni Williams was expected to take 25 hours, with an arrival Thursday. They will spend just over a week at the orbiting lab before climbing back into Starliner for a remote desert touchdown in the western U.S. on June 14.Tensions are escalating on the Israel-Lebanon border as the Israeli military warned it was prepared to launch a large-scale attack in the north to deter the Iran-backed group Hezbollah. Cross-border attacks from Lebanon led to large fires blazing through Israel's northern region this week, consuming swathes of land and leading to the evacuation of residents. Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu visited the northern city of Kiryat Shmona near the Lebanese border, saying that Israel is prepared for “very intense action” in the north.First son Hunter Biden's federal gun trial continues in Wilmington, Delaware with Kathleen Buhle, Hunter's ex-wife, taking the stand. Her testimony comes after the defense team cross examined the prosecutor's first witness, FBI special agent Erika Jensen. Jensen introduced key evidence, including Hunter Biden's laptop. Both sides laid the groundwork of their case in opening statements Tuesday, as they battled over the fundamental issue at play: whether Hunter Biden purchased a gun while addicted to drugs.

Big Drive Energy
Big Drive Energy: Robert MacIntyre Completes His Maiden Voyage Winning The RBC Canadian Open with Dad Dougie On The Bag

Big Drive Energy

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 3, 2024 68:13


After a crazy week in professional golf, the Big Drive Bros discuss all the happenings. From the Women's US Open and Charley Hull becoming a megastar, to left Bobby Mac from Scotland taking home the title in Canada, and even Bernhard Langer firing 63 just 4 months off tearing an achilles- this week had it all. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

WNY Brews
Buffalo Beer Buzz - May 24th, 2024

WNY Brews

Play Episode Listen Later May 24, 2024 32:04


Welcome to WNY Brews! On this week's episode, Scott and Brian talk about some exciting events and news in the Western New York beer scene.First up, 42 North Brewing presents the Fourth Annual HillTAP Festival at Holiday Valley in Ellicottville on July 27. The event kicks off with a chair lift ride to Spruce Lake and features a day filled with music, craft beer from 42 North, and a variety of outdoor activities. Enjoy live music from Smilo & the Ghost (1-4 pm, Spruce Lake Cabin Stage), Miller & The Other Sinners (4-5:30 pm, Tannenbaum Stage), and Workingmans' Dead (6-8:30 pm, Tannenbaum Stage). Tickets are available now, with early bird pricing at $35, advance tickets at $45, and day-of tickets at $50.In other news, BTR Brews in the Village of Angola has announced it will be closing its doors on July 31. In a heartfelt Facebook post, owner Brandy Lombardo expressed gratitude for the support over the past 2.5 years, explaining the closure as a necessary decision for her family's well-being.Buffalo is set to welcome Iron Cedar Brewery & Meadery at 4345 Genesee Street, near the Buffalo Niagara International Airport. The brewery plans to offer a variety of meads, including unique flavors like Dragons Breath and Maiden Voyage, as well as honey-infused beers. They aim to open later this summer and will also provide food options.The Genesee Country Village & Museum is hosting History on Tap on June 7, featuring local craft beers, wines, and ciders, including the museum's own historical brews. The event will include live music, food, magic lantern shows, and more. Participants include OSB Ciderworks, Eli Fish Brewing, and Rohrbach Brewing with their historical beers. Tickets are $30, with a discount for members.Big Ditch Brewing is set to re-release two beers on Friday, May 24. Stark White Dad Shoes IPA, featuring Riwaka and Galaxy hops, and West Coast Burner, a variant of Hayburner IPA with added grapefruit and pine bitterness, will be available on tap and in 4-pack cans at Big Ditch's taproom.Maifest at Spring Garden Park in East Aurora will feature a specially brewed Maibock from Buffalo Brewing Company. The event, taking place on May 25, includes a keg tapping ceremony, performances by The Caledonian Pipe Band and SGTV Edelweiss Dancers, and live music from The Polka Boys. The park opens at noon with food available starting at 1 pm. Admission is $6.Mortalis Brewing is releasing nearly half a dozen new beers this week. On May 23, look out for Hydra: Sangria Fruited Smoothie Sour, Depths of Hydra (a collaboration with Homes Brewery), Happy Learned How To Putt IPA (a collab with Frequentem Brewing), Pomona: Banana & Peanuts Imperial Stout, and Barrel Aged Pomona. These releases will be available in various formats, including cans and bottles.For more details on these stories, visit BuffaloBeerLeague.com. You can reach us at (716) 486-BEER or email us at Scott@WNYBrews.com or Brian@BuffaloBeerLeague.com. Cheers! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

But It Was Aliens
World's Best Pirate Cursed by a Witch - Black Sam Bellamy and the Witch of Wellfleet

But It Was Aliens

Play Episode Listen Later May 23, 2024 55:16


The extraterrestrial comedy podcast where we probe someone who is officially the most successful pirate in history, Black Sam Bellamy. Black Sam came from humble beginnings, a young British Navy sailor who turned treasure hunter in order to secure the marriage of Sam's true love (Sam had to get rich or die trying). Things went a bit sideways however when Sam found that the 1715 Treasure Fleet had already been recovered (well, the easy bits at least) meaning that Sam had no quick and easy treasure to achieve his goal. What's a skilled man of the sea to do when in need of money? That's right, PIRATE. Black Sam Bellamy would come in to contact with famous pirates Henry Jennings, Benjamin Hornigold and Blackbeard and join the Flying Gang but Sam would become more successful than all of them, depending upon how you define success… From storming ships naked to deceiving ships with fake flags, Sam earned well over one hundred million dollars in today's currency. At the height of Sam's success however, Sam longed for love. Allegedly. Truthfully. At this very same moment, it is alleged that Sam's love, who had encountered misery whilst waiting for Sam, placed a curse on Sam. Sam, unaware of the misery of his love, would one day return but this day may just have been Sam's last. Was witchcraft responsible? Alongside that, we ask whether a pirate can be truly good if they put everything to the vote… All that and more on this week's file.     Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/butitwasaliens   Store: https://butitwasaliens.co.uk/shop/     Probe us: Email: butitwasaliens@gmail.com Instagram/Threads @ ButItWasAliens Twitter @ ButItWasAliens Facebook: @ ButItWasAliens - join Extraterrestrial Towers     Music:  Music created via Garageband. Additional music via: https://freepd.com - thank you most kindly good people. As it's a pirate episode, we had to easter egg and include our favourite music from Rare's formerly exclusive Xbox title Sea Of Thieves, courtesy of Microsoft and composed via the magical Robin Beanland. Those tunes included Maiden Voyage, Summon the Megalodon, Shipwreaks and We Shall Sail Together. We closed out the episode with the usual 'Staff Roll' aka credits theme from Nintendo's 1990-1992 Super Mario World from the Super Nintendo Entertainment System, composed by Hero of Sound Kōji Kondō.     Sources:  Wikiwand: https://www.wikiwand.com/en/Samuel_Bellamy    Historical Society of Old Yarmouth article on Mary ‘Goody' Hallet: https://www.hsoy.org/blog/2023/3/16/mmrensabce8y1twvpa1ka6a4hfokvv    Wicked Yankee blog detailing Mary Hallet: http://wickedyankee.blogspot.com/2011/10/mary-hallet-witch-of-eastham.html?m=1   Pirates Love Fandom stub on Mary Hallet: https://pirateslove.fandom.com/wiki/Maria_Hallet   Real Pirates podcast - 4 episode series on Black Sam Bellamy.

This Week in Startups
Max Altman & Ben Braverman chart Saga VC's maiden voyage with Mark Suster | E1948

This Week in Startups

Play Episode Listen Later May 15, 2024 58:04


This Week in Startups is brought to you by… Mercury - 90% of startups fail. Just 10 out of every 100 make it. Mercury exists to close that gap — helping companies succeed with banking and credit cards engineered for the startup journey. Join over 100,000 companies banking with Mercury at http://www.mercury.com⁠ NetSuite - The number one cloud financial system, bringing accounting, financial management, inventory, and HR, into ONE platform. Giving you ONE source of truth. By popular demand, NetSuite has extended its one-of-a-kind flexible financing program for a few more weeks! Head to http://www.NetSuite.com/twist Curotec - Are you one of those companies that knows you need to be using AI, but you're not even sure where to start? Well, then, you need Curotec. They are AI experts, and they're offering TWiST listeners an AI Strategy Roadmap tailored to your business for $5000. That's 50% off the normal cost just for telling them we sent you. Check out http://www.curotec.com/twist and get $5000 off! * Max Altman and Ben Braverman of Saga VC join guest host Mark Suster to discuss building up Saga VC's maiden voyage fund (2:23), the advantage of witnessing “great” at the top of the industry (21:14), praise for Saga VC's Thomson Nguyen (52:59), and more! * Subscribe to This Week in Startups on Apple: https://rb.gy/v19fcp * Check out Saga VC website: https://www.sagavc.com/ Check out Saga VC on X: https://twitter.com/Saga_Ventures * Follow Max: X: https://twitter.com/maxaltman LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/maxhaltman/ * Follow Ben: X: https://twitter.com/braveben LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/ben-braverman-a1120314/ * Follow Thomson: X: https://twitter.com/itsthomson LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/randomforest/ * Follow Mark: X: https://twitter.com/msuster LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/marksuster/ * Thank you to our partners: (9:48) Mercury - Join 100K+ startups banking with Mercury at http://www.mercury.com⁠ (19:58) NetSuite. By popular demand, NetSuite has extended its one-of-a-kind flexible financing program for a few more weeks! Head to http://www.NetSuite.com/twist (29:16) Curotec - Check out http://www.curotec.com/twist and get $5000 off * Great 2023 interviews: Steve Huffman, Brian Chesky, Aaron Levie, Sophia Amoruso, Reid Hoffman, Frank Slootman, Billy McFarland * Check out Jason's suite of newsletters: https://substack.com/@calacanis * Follow TWiST: Substack: https://twistartups.substack.com Twitter: https://twitter.com/TWiStartups YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/thisweekin Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thisweekinstartups TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@thisweekinstartups * Subscribe to the Founder University Podcast: https://www.founder.university/podcast

Couples Therapy
The Maiden Voyage

Couples Therapy

Play Episode Listen Later May 9, 2024 40:29


With four sessions under their belts and our hosts still at each others' throats, ONICKS and DEVOGLAER are beginning to doubt the efficacy of Couples Therapy… In this mid-season finale, Dr. [REDACTED] introduces a twist to his unorthodox methodology in an attempt to reassure them that everything is progressing according to plan. Will the twosome be able to navigate the rough waters of their relationship and move past this icy impasse or is this maiden voyage simply destined for disaster on the salty seas? All aboard! Join our hosts and set sail for another fully-improvised episode of the #1 Couples Therapy podcast across the globe!Got advice for the “happy couple”? Send your listener questions, comments, and doctor's notes to weneedcouplestherapy@gmail.com. Make sure to rate, review, and follow to never miss another Couples Therapy session!Follow the stars of Couples Therapy on their social media platforms, @DeVoglaer and @iamOnicks respectively.

Learn Jazz Standards Podcast
How to Solo Over Modal Jazz Songs

Learn Jazz Standards Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 23, 2024 11:38


In this episode, Brent addresses a listener's question about soloing over modal tunes like "So What" or "Maiden Voyage." He breaks down the concept of modal jazz and offers practical advice for creating engaging improvisations over limited chord changes. By explaining the modal scales associated with each chord and emphasizing the importance of melody creation, he provides valuable insights for jazz musicians at all skill levels. Throughout the episode, Brent delves into the art of improvisation,  offering a crash course in modal harmony, and exploring triad patterns and chromatic notes while prioritizing creativity and expression. Through practical tips and musical demonstrations, he encourages elevating improvisational skills and embracing the rich possibilities of modal jazz.Important Links:Free Guide to learning standards by ear: Learn Jazz Standards the Smart WayLJS Inner Circle MembershipListen to the Learn Jazz Standards PodcastLearn Jazz Standards Inner Circle: Get 50% off your first month! Want to get your jazz question answered on the podcast? Click here.

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HistoryPod
8th April 1838: SS Great Western begins her maiden voyage to New York as the first steamship specifically built for transatlantic travel

HistoryPod

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 8, 2024


Great Western's maiden voyage crossed the Atlantic in a record time of 15 days and five ...