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You may have missed it, but there's a new gang of train robbers in the American West — and they're suprisingly like the bandits of old. For over a decade a team comprised mostly of Mexicans from the state of Sinaloa has been jumping aboard freight cars, sometimes at 70mph, and grabbing…Nike sneakers. Yes, these enterprising thieves have got their eyes on a very particular prize: unreleased, limited-edition Nikes, mostly Air Jordans. And they're good at it. This week's show digs into the gang's MO, what can be done, and some heists of yesteryears — including Butch Cassidy, Jesse James, and a remarkable gold heist that shocked Victorian London. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
On today's menu:-bring your own nachos-we stopping?-stealing memories-“Him”-dirty Nikes…and so much more!!
In this episode I talk about the AM95s popping up on Nikes site, and why I keep looking at Air Max 90s instead. Spoiler alert: it's the colorways. Still waiting on some fire 95s from Nike that have been rumored to drop. Thanks as always for listening AFS Squad! Shoutout to the Patrons: Kingsley G, Tristan S, Brian D, Joshua N, John You can support this podcast, get your name listed above and get early access to episodes (paid tier) at: Patreon.com/ActualFanOfSneakers
On this episode of Reel Insights, Sean Tajipour — the Mayor of Nerdtropolis chats with the legendary Keith David and Macy Gray to talk about their fun new animated movie SNEAKS. In this exclusive interview, the iconic duo chats about their go-to shoes growing up, their current favorite sneakers, and what kind of personality their shoes might have if they could talk!Keith and Macy also reveal which celebrities or characters they'd love to swap shoes with — from Real Housewives to Dapper Dan — and reflect on how far sneaker culture has come. Plus, Sean shows off some of his favorite nerdy kicks, including Back to the Future hoverboard Nikes and custom Jam Master Jay Adidas!SNEAKS, now playing in theaters, is packed with star power like Anthony Mackie, Chloe Bailey, Martin Lawrence, and Laurence Fishburne — and it's a must-watch for sneakerheads of all ages.Visit Nerdtropolis.comhttps://www.Facebook.com/nerdtropolishttps://Instagram.com/nerdtropolishttps://Twitter.com/nerdtropolis
The Psychology of Heaven's Gate and Nan Songer, The Spider Lady What makes a person trade all earthly belongings for a pair of Nikes and a one-way ticket on a UFO behind a comet? In this episode, Jethro dives into the unnerving psychology behind the Heaven's Gate cult: belief, identity, and how a group of intelligent, seemingly rational people boarded the strangest spaceship never built. Then Kat introduces us to Nan Songer—California's charming, eccentric “Spider Lady”—who became famous for her eight-legged companions and a personal brand that was equal parts science, spectacle, and complete arachnid chaos. So, please ensure your seat is in its upright and fully locked position: One story might make you question the nature of belief, while the other might make you check your shoes. Listen now wherever pods are cast! #HeavensGate #CultPsychology #SpiderLady #NanSonger #BoxOfOddities #TrueWeird #OddlyFascinating #CultsAndCritters #SpidersAndSpaceships If you would like to advertise on The Box of Oddities, contact advertising@airwavemedia.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Alberto wears cheap Nikes. Steves wants to buy an A-Team van. Eddie is more interested in next week's NFL Draft than next week's guest. Elissa is off today. Want to see this episode? Watch it on YouTube by following this link: https://youtube.com/TheM25Show Visit www.TheM25Show.com and hit the Show Us Love link Contact us by email at magpiepodcastnetwork@gmail.com or send us a text message at (562) 739-7029. *Disclaimer* Alberto is the one with access to these accounts. Messages for specific members of the show will be forwarded. Messages could also be read/listened to on the show. #PodcastingSomethingMore Natural Wunderz: At Natural Wunderz they create high performance health and wellness products that spring naturally from the seven natural wonders of the world. Be as clean and beautiful as nature intended you to be. You are the Natural Wunder. Visit https://naturalwunderz.com/ and enter the code TheM25Show to get 25% off you order. Michael Seril Fitness: Founded in 2005, MSF has motivated and inspired thousands of clients in Whittier, California over the last 15+ years. They are also a leader in Pay It Forward events that have benefited thousands of families in their community. Visit https://msf-strong.com/ for more information. Tacos Che & More: Be sure to book Tacos Che & More for all your catering needs. What makes them different from most taco catering businesses is that they cook up, at your request, a variety of different types of meals and of course tacos. Call and ask if they are able to prepare the meal of your choice. (951) 442-4587 or visit them on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/tacosche05
Nikes kleine Schwester kann nichts hören, wie kann man ihr am besten helfen? Die Eltern sind sich nicht einig. Deswegen schreibt Nike einen Brief - an eine besonders prominente Persönlichkeit. Von Frauke Angel www.kakadu.de, Kakadu
Support Grassroots JournalismAll links here: https://linktr.ee/shepardambellasTonight on The Shepard Ambellas Show, we dive deep into the impact of U.S. tariffs on manufacturing and consumer prices. With President Trump's recent 46% tariff on imports from Vietnam—a key production hub for brands like Nike—shepherd Ambellas explores how this policy, aimed at bringing factories back to the U.S., could drastically raise the cost of your favorite sneakers. We break down the numbers: Vietnam's labor rates hover around $3-5 per hour, while U.S. labor rates can hit $20-30 per hour. This gap, combined with tariffs, could push the average price of Nikes to $400 a pair, a steep jump from their current range. Shepard questions whether these tariffs will truly incentivize domestic production or simply burden consumers with higher costs, especially as companies like Nike have relied on Southeast Asia to keep prices competitive. Join us as we analyze the ripple effects on the sportswear industry, the feasibility of relocating factories, and what this means for American workers and shoppers. Will tariffs revive U.S. manufacturing, or are we just trading one set of problems for another? Tune in for a critical look at the intersection of trade policy, labor economics, and consumer impact. My book Hidden Axis: Forces Beyond the Visible World is available in paperback, hardcover, and eBook versions (Order below)Amazon https://mybook.to/kkxV Barnes & Noble https://bit.ly/4hdYh5oShepard Ambellas is a renowned investigative journalist, trends analyst, filmmaker, and founder of *Sqauk (formerly Intellihub News). With over 6,000 published reports and appearances on platforms like the Travel Channel's America Declassified, Coast to Coast AM with George Noory, and The Alex Jones Show, Ambellas has established himself as a fearless truth-seeker. His critically acclaimed documentary Shackled to Silence exposed hidden agendas behind the global pandemic, cementing his reputation as a bold voice against the status quo. About My Book:In Hidden Axis: Forces Beyond the Visible World, investigative journalist Shepard Ambellas uncovers the chilling connections between ancient prophecies, modern science, and clandestine operations reshaping humanity's future. Drawing from decades of research, Ambellas reveals how a massive celestial body, known as Planet X or Nibiru, is nearing Earth, bringing catastrophic natural disasters and societal collapse in its wake. As the Nemesis star system approaches, governments worldwide scramble to maintain control through advanced surveillance, AI policing, and underground survival bunkers. At the same time, shadowy forces prepare for the long-prophesied return of the Anunnaki. Combining investigative journalism with ancient history and modern conspiracy, this gripping exposé challenges readers to question the world around them and what lies ahead.My book Hidden Axis: Forces Beyond the Visible World is available in paperback, hardcover, and eBook versions (Order below)Amazon https://mybook.to/kkxV Barnes & Noble https://bit.ly/4hdYh5o
The Notre Dame Nikes are gearing up for another exciting baseball season, supported by several local sponsors. Join Coach Chip Perez as he reflects on an unforgettable season, paying tribute to last year's senior class, and discusses the strategic positions that made this team formidable, including standout pitchers and clutch hitters. Relive the highlights from a team ranked in the top 10, and delve into the nuances of their game-winning plays and key defensive strategies. Despite losing eight seniors, the team is set for a competitive season, with potential stars emerging in every position. Coach Perez outlines plans for the coming season, identifying upcoming talents and the challenges of filling key positions. He also previews the competition within the Southeast Iowa Super Conference, ensuring that this year's matches will be intense and exciting. Don't miss out on the action as the Notre Dame Nikes aim for high standards and await their season opener on May 27th.
Chuck Zodda and Mike Armstrong discuss the fire that shutdown Heathrow Airport. FedEx isn't delivering big profits. Nikes comeback gets a brutal reality check. Micron's shares tumble amid concerns of pricing problems. Are retail investors being set up to hold the bag again? Single retirees face new challenges. Apple Intelligence isn't ready for prime time.
茶水间冷场？电梯偶遇CEO？从天气梗到宠物话题，用老外秒懂的幽默表达丝滑接话，巧妙延续话题，优雅离场不突兀，助你轻松玩转跨国办公室社交！今天卡卡老师分享一些超实用的职场用英文闲聊的句子，快点学起来吧！1. Crazy weather today, right? My umbrella flipped inside out this morning!今天天气太魔幻了！早上伞都被吹翻了2. It's been pouring all week. Do you think the weather will clear up for the weekend?下了一周雨了，你觉得周末会放晴吗？3. What did you get up to over the weekend? Any fun adventures?周末做了什么？有什么有趣的活动吗？4. We took the kids to the zoo. They were obsessed with the penguins! How was your familyweekend?我们带孩子去了动物园，他们超爱企鹅！你周末和家人怎么过的？5. There's a new vegan restaurant downtown. Have you tried it yet?市中心新开了家素食餐厅，你试过吗？6. Love your sneakers! Are those the new limited edition Nikes?球鞋超酷！是新款限量耐克吗？7. My cat learned to open doors—it's both impressive and terrifying! Do you have any pets?我家猫学会开门了，既厉害又可怕！你养宠物吗？8. The office should allow pets—studies show they reduce stress! What do you think?办公室应该允许带宠物，研究说能减压！你觉得呢？9.万能接话No way! Tell me more about that!不是吧！展开说说！10.优雅退出Gotta run – my 2 PM meeting is haunting me already.得撤了，2点的会议在召唤我。 更多卡卡老师分享公众号：卡卡课堂 卡卡老师微信：kakayingyu001送你一份卡卡老师学习大礼包，帮助你在英文学习路上少走弯路
On today's newscast: Several military websites have removed information on the Navajo Code Talkers, multiple people have been arrested for attempting to steal unreleased Nikes from a train in Mohave County, a wildlife officer removed hundreds of Cholla cactus spines from the skin of a baby deer near Kingman, and more.
Artisten Nike Sellmar gästar det andra avsnittet för i år. Vi pratar om hennes nya singel ‘‘Oh Sarah'' som kom i fredags, om låtens budskap att lära sig att älska sig själv samtidigt som en har stöd från kompisar att göra det. Vi pratar också om hennes karriärresa från Idol 2022 (som hon vann) till drömmar för framtiden. Jag testar även nya skämt på Nike då jag sen i höstas även är standupkomiker. Allt det och mycket mer i dagens Art is Alive. Tack till Universal Music Sweden som hjälpte mig med intervjun. Lyssna på Nikes nya låt Oh Sarah där du hittar musik här. Lyssna på Nikes Spotify-lista för podden här. Ni har väl inte missat att jag lanserat en streamingtjänst för podden!? Hos ArtIsAlive+ hittar ni de bästa avsnitten från podden, exklusiva miniavsnitt med kändisar, samt intervjuer där vi premiärspelar artisternas musik. Och allt detta är gratis att lyssna på på min hemsida. Lyssna här på ArtIsAlive+! Hitta mig online: Instagram, Facebook, Spotify, TikTok Nike Sellmar: Instagram, Spotify, TikTok
Ist der Jordan Hype zurück?! Warum wollen alle Sportswear-Brands jetzt in die Formel 1?! Wer wird Travis Scott beerben?! Was passiert mit Nike SB in 2025?! Sneaker Loafers - Hype oder Flop?! Und mehr! Shownotes: 00:00 Intro & Giveaway / 01:37 Voice-Messages auf 2 / 06:45 #WOMFT / 10:30 Prolog / 11:46 Nach AJ1 BRED, AJ1 Black-Toe und AJ5 Metallic Black - Verfolgt die Jordan Brand die richtige Strategie im Jubiläumsjahr? / 24:32 Erst Puma, jetzt adidas - Warum setzen die Sportswear-Brands jetzt alle auf die Formel 1? Und was ist mit Fußball? / 37:06 Is Travis Scott still a thing? - Hat der Rapper den Status als Nikes größter Collaborator verloren? Haben Sneakerheads 2025 eher Bock auf kleinere Niche-Partner? / 44:26 Jumpman goes SB - Hat sich das Warten auf die nächsten Air Jordan 4 SB gelohnt oder ist es zu spät? / 48:57 Sneaker Loafers - Hype oder Flop? / 54:24 Outro Mehr unter: https://www.studio-highfivesandstagedives.com/oh-sneaker-media Giveaway Partner der Episode: [43einhalb](https://www.43einhalb.com)
How far would Nike possibly go when it comes to bringing grail sneakers back out of the vault? Could untouchable sneakers like the “Red October” Air Yeezy 2 and the Nike Mag actually see some sort of retro? Would people line up all over again for a classic like Sean Wotherspoon's corduroy Air Max 1/97? What about the return of Virgil Abloh's Off-White x Nikes? In light of Nike bringing back heat like the Wu-Tang Dunks and Undefeated x Air Jordan 4s, co-hosts Joe La Puma, Brendan Dunne, and Matt Welty debate the merits of that kind of retro in this episode. Also in the episode: the best Air Jordan retro era ever, Stussy's Nike Baltoros, and the leopard print Adidas Sambas. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Was Corey's car stolen or towed or neither? Things got crazy in Glen Park yesterday.Core 4 Method: These are four ways to declutter your dwelling.How does Corey stop The Jeff from buying more shoes. The house is littered with Nikes.Second Date Update: Jesse is really digging Veronica, but was his talk about his "daily grind" at the gym too much?
Bart Merrick team sponsorship promo and home buying/selling discussion Abby Sasson's experience buying/selling a condo with Bart Merrick team Old segment with Crystal and Abby Tom's failed attempt to prove a point with other women Abby's smooth home sale process and closing Comedic song about sewage work and porta-potty cleaning Live intro from "Injured On The Go Just Call Mo Studio" Start of Friday Free Show Kenny Powers & Stevie compared to Tom and a recurring guest Listener left due to unexpected guests Seth Petruzelli and Jekyll on the show Jekyll's dojo duties and sound/lighting job at major events Jekyll's black belt responsibilities at the dojo Browser history, horniness management, and provocative photos joke Most perverted in the group and strip club behavior discussion Tracy's bikini pic with Amber Nova Jekyll on Seth's boat with his wife, Tom & Dan not invited Younger wives, Bill Belichick's relationship, and divorce costs Redneck women traits, attractiveness vs. experience in relationships Tom's 17-year anniversary with Crystal Women's physical preferences debate Throwing away a vacuum and Tracy's Dyson gift Men buying wives vacuums discussion Air TND ending in May, becoming an Airbnb Last chance to book before transition BDM Appreciation Week on April 17th, BDM-only party April 19th $5 BDM-exclusive shirts on sale March 10th Tuddle pre-sale shirt featuring nerd with guns Tuddle as favorite radio character, SBK as favorite radio host Charity golf tournaments: Orange County History Center (March 10), Ocoee Firefighters (March 29) Tom playing in Ocoee Firefighter Tournament, sign-up info Tom missed last year due to snowboarding injury Bikini boat trip discussion continues Testosterone levels and aging fun factor Ultra-rich men letting friends sleep with their wives joke Do younger wives yell less and treat older husbands like uncles? Spatula-smacking spouse joke Gene Hackman's death speculation, dog and pills theory Joking about wishing a spouse would die with them Hackman's wife and emotional preparedness debate Grief-driven suicide: selfish or loving act? What people would do before killing themselves joke Watching a spouse remarry from heaven hypothetical Suicide pacts and extreme devotion discussion Death preparation vs. ignoring inevitable losses Sleep apnea and accepting mortality Seth preparing for his 15-year-old dog's death Aging pet stress and leaking tumors joke Tracy calling Tom & Dan a bad influence on Seth Out-of-context Seth clips sent to Tracy Seth's personality shift over time Aging, losing fun factor, and relationship impacts Stress of selling a house and personality changes House not selling: price or other issues? Spying on buyers with security cameras Boat launch scheduling and marina terminology debate Crystal's mud walk anniversary idea Nature-loving tendencies with age School ratings, private vs. public, and mud walks Homeschooling debate and socialization concerns Modern kids' resilience and politeness Karate as a punishment and motivation for kids Paying for karate just to scare kids into good behavior Home security cameras catching personal mistakes Andrea adds security camera at home Still having cable and TiVo Music break: Cat Bite Hollerbach's German Restaurant promo Crystal on being a good husband discussion Does good husband behavior lead to affection? Small romantic gestures to maintain a relationship Unsure of exact wedding anniversary years Crystal cleaning Air T&D, replacing linens House maintenance complaints (dryer vents, etc.) Joking about leaving hazards for Airbnb guests Air T&D sale and future rental possibilities Crystal catching Tom throwing away her Dyson vacuum Justifying intentions vs. actual outcomes debate Tom unloading Crystal's car without asking Acts of service for intimacy joke Crystal calling Tom “dude” out of frustration Surveillance footage proves Tom trashed the Dyson attachments Crystal listing Tom's past accidental disposals (Squishmallows, Nikes, parking pass) Tom impulsively throws things away to reduce clutter Crystal now checks trash daily to prevent more mistakes Tom jokingly sets back his “good husband” progress Dyson attachments debate: trash bag vs. grocery bag 18 years of marriage reflection and opposites attract discussion Crystal joking about leaving Tom if she had more confidence Tom realizing long-term relationships create a sense of being “stuck” Garage mess blame game between Tom and Crystal Tom's habit of enabling his sons instead of teaching responsibility Bad habits: learned or inherent? Tom defending himself against repeated accusations of trashing important items Crystal upset Tom never truly apologized Tom defending his intent while Crystal references security footage Tom comparing his behavior to a video game side quest Crystal exposing Tom's past careless mistakes Tom misleading the audience about throwing away an old vacuum Brian Laundrie's parents comparison joke Show break tease Tracy's Christmas gift discussion (hair salon visit) Marrying an older man and pampering expectations joke Hiring a pool boy gone wrong Pool boys being older and out of shape disappointment Music break: Lions Law - “Sewer Rats” Tom & Dan's “Watering Holes” bar/restaurant partners promo Highlighting Tap That Beer House, 1010 Brewing, Salty Sisters, Sullivan Irish Pub Halloween song about an old man coming out as gay Jelly Roll music debate, ruining classics Frustration with Jelly Roll and MGK covering “Lonely Road” Germans' love for “Take Me Home, Country Roads” Songs that should never be covered: “Piano Man,” “Jolene” Beyoncé's Grammy-winning “Jolene” cover criticism Jelly Roll recycling classic songs instead of making new ones Dustin Lynch/Jelly Roll's “Chevrolet” borrowing from “Gimme the Beat, Boys” Is this a new music business model? Uncle Kracker's “Drift Away” already exists, why repeat? Copyright law and music borrowing discussion Music industry prioritizing money over originality AI-generated music and endless artist replication Stealing vs. inspiration in music discussion Shift in originality expectations due to content overload Nostalgia for Holiday House carving station restaurant Maisie confused by the concept of a carving station Where to still find carving stations: Texas de Brazil, high-end brunch spots Holiday House family disputes leading to its decline Does carving meat require skill or can anyone do it? Thanksgiving turkey carving discussion Silent treatment after anesthesia joke Planning post-surgery mobility needs (stair lift possibility) Weakness concerns before surgery Throw Momma from the Train yelling spouse joke Shrek 5 announcement, Mike Myers' comedic timing speculation Myers' Inglourious Basterds role surprise Do we need another Shrek movie? Justin Timberlake's declining popularity and controversies Timberlake's last-minute concert cancellation Artists canceling shows due to poor ticket sales Kacey Musgraves' Canadian show backlash Economic impact on concert sales If artists know they're sick, should they cancel earlier? Timberlake's illness excuse debate Do high-profile artists use pre-recorded vocals live? Cancel culture and celebrity careers Jason Aldean and Jelly Roll still selling out despite controversy Andy the Goose: footless goose with Nikes, later murdered Who killed Andy the Goose? Unsolved case speculation Ethical debate on buying possibly stolen items on Facebook Marketplace Admission of unknowingly buying stolen goods Legal implications of purchasing stolen property Joking about finding deals on stolen items BDM Appreciation Week promo, checking subscriptions BDM membership costs vs. other subscriptions KarateofOrlando.com plug, Jekyll's dojo role Tommy respecting authority in karate class Tuddle limited edition shirt pre-order Closing remarks, Monday's BDM show reminder ### **Social Media:** [Website](https://tomanddan.com/) | [Twitter](https://twitter.com/tomanddanlive) | [Facebook](https://facebook.com/amediocretime) | [Instagram](https://instagram.com/tomanddanlive) **Where to Find the Show:** [Apple Podcasts](https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/a-mediocre-time/id334142682) | [Google Podcasts](https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkLnBvZGJlYW4uY29tL2FtZWRpb2NyZXRpbWUvcG9kY2FzdC54bWw) | [TuneIn](https://tunein.com/podcasts/Comedy/A-Mediocre-Time-p364156/) **The Tom & Dan Radio Show on Real Radio 104.1:** [Apple Podcasts](https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/a-corporate-time/id975258990) | [Google Podcasts](https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkLnBvZGJlYW4uY29tL2Fjb3Jwb3JhdGV0aW1lL3BvZGNhc3QueG1s) | [TuneIn](https://tunein.com/podcasts/Comedy/A-Corporate-Time-p1038501/) **Exclusive Content:** [Join BDM](https://tomanddan.com/registration) **Merch:** [Shop Tom & Dan](https://tomanddan.myshopify.com/)
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In today's episode: Pope Francis has been working from the hospital despite remaining in critical condition; President Donald Trump is praising the work of Elon Musk for DOGE; GOP members of the House have a budget blueprint; an 5.9 magnitude earthquake is felt in the Domincan Republic and Puerto Rico; a boat sinks off the coast of New York City; Joann is closing all stores; and Apple shareholders reject plans to end diversity programs. Defense Sec. Pete Hegseth says he fired the top military lawyers because they weren't well suited for the jobs. Federal workers sue over Elon Musk's threat to fire them if they don't explain their accomplishments. FDA moves to rehire medical device staffers fired only days earlier. US votes against UN resolution demanding Russia withdraw its forces from Ukraine. Trump expresses hope Russia's war in Ukraine is nearing an endgame as he meets with France's Macron. Judge rejects immediately restoring AP's access to White House but urges government to reconsider. Millionaire Vivek Ramaswamy set to join the Ohio governor's race. Clint Hill, Secret Service agent who leaped onto JFK's car after the president was shot, dies at 93. Roberta Flack, Grammy-winning singer with an intimate style, dies at 88. Thieves targeting freight trains in California and Arizona deserts make off with $2M worth of Nikes. Pennsylvania hostage-taking and shootout highlight rising violence against US hospital workers. Apple announces $500 billion investment in US amid tariff threats that could affect the iPhone. Starbucks lays off 1,100 corporate employees as coffee chain streamlines. DoorDash to pay NY delivery workers $17 million for using their tips to cover wages. Stock market today Wall Street holds steadier but still falls following last week's tumble. An oft-injured former NBA MVP misses his 38th game this season, Auburn stays on top of the AP Top 25 men’s poll, Texas claims No. 1 in the women’s poll, a longstanding MLB owner dies, a newly-signed NL East starter could miss the start of the season, an NFL assistant coach is arrested and a key play utilized by the Super Bowl champs could be disallowed. Xi tells Putin that China is pleased with Russia's efforts to end Ukraine war. Hezbollah chief who was killed days after taking up post laid to rest in south Lebanon hometown. An unknown illness kills over 50 people in part of Congo with hours between symptoms and death. A British politician is charged with taking bribes to boost Russia's agenda in Ukraine. The biggest takeaways from Germany's election, which will bring change to the EU's leading power. —The Associated Press About this program Host Terry Lipshetz is managing editor of the national newsroom for Lee Enterprises. Besides producing the daily Hot off the Wire news podcast, Terry conducts periodic interviews for this Behind the Headlines program, co-hosts the Streamed & Screened movies and television program and is the former producer of Across the Sky, a podcast dedicated to weather and climate. Theme music The News Tonight, used under license from Soundstripe. YouTube clearance: ZR2MOTROGI4XAHRX
New Year's Resolution Quit Day is Friday, have you kept yours? San Francisco ranked #2 in the country for keeping resolutions, Fremont came in at #10. Corey says you can't quit if you don't make any...A poll is on the Star IG, Corey is worried the unisex Nikes her husband bought her for Christmas make her feet look fat. What do you think?We also talked about new verbiage on the socials, forget Hot Girl Summer. It's time for Rot Girl Winter.
I haven't had the opportunity to meet this week's guest yet but I hope to at some point. She's a whole vibe and my new favorite DJ. I have been playing this mix almost every day since I got it 2 months ago. The amount of raw soul coming through is really special. Please welcome Toyacoyah. She's is an indigenous DJ known for blending ancestral rhythms with modern breakbeats. She began her DJ career in the late 90s at the University of Oklahoma, curating beats for her own drum and bass radio show. After moving to Austin, Texas, she became a resident DJ for Mental Note, a night dedicated to liquid funk and jazzy drum and bass. Now based in Chicago, she continues to share her passion for fast-tempo music across the Midwest. Toyacoyah has performed alongside top producers like Addison Groove, Luke Vibert, LTJ Bukem, Roni Size, and Tim Reaper, delivering sets that span electro, breaks, juke, jungle, and more. Links and tracklist below Please enjoy❤️ Back next week -Thomas Social Media Links: https://www.instagram.com/toyacoyah/ https://soundcloud.com/toyacoyah-brown https://www.twitch.tv/toyacoyah https://www.facebook.com/toyacoyah/ https://www.mixcloud.com/toyacoyah-brown/ Submerse Midnight Hotline Channel 2 Babe Norfik Recycle DJ Phil Only You Oliver Prince Jungle Tool Dj Die & Addison Groove Gunsmok£ Toby Ross AY! Morelia Dis DJ is Funky Mix Master Kumiya And You Know That We Are Freaks Tim Reaper Lucky Go Happy Jorja Smith Little Things (DJ Ends 160 remix) Nikes ft. Chango & MoonDoctoR Splash Thematic Signal Nikes FWM (Takeoff) Frenquency Queen UnoTurbo Rear Spoiler DJ Complimint Midnight Request Slime wrk.dat Xylit SlowRolla Acidface (CRSXR Remix) BC Rydah It Is Time Jack Smooth Confusing Times Guido YZ & 4am Kru Real Lo Remix (Extended mix) Tim Reaper Off The Top Rope Levitation Inexplicable
On this episode of Vinyl Verdict, Bell, Jamie and Adam listen to Bell's next pick, Frank Ocean's "Blonde". Released in 2016, it was his second studio album. The album was highly anticipated, having been delayed several times and came out to widespread critical acclaim. Some of the things critics raved about were the progressive sound and introspective lyrics in the songs, with a number of publications calling it one of the best albums of 2016. Pitchfork has called it the best album of the 2010s and Rolling Stone has ranked it at #79 on the list of the 500 Greatest Albums of Time. But how will the boys rank it? Will they call it "Pretty Sweet" or will they strap on their "Nikes" and beat a trail away from it? Come along and find out!
Henny, Elaina & Janelle coming together to give you their personal thoughts and perspectives on how they've navigated the sneaker community, industry and culture. New week, new couch?
In this episode, we're diving into a March Madness-style bracket to crown the best sneaker silhouette of all time! Join us as we debate, discuss, and predict which iconic kicks will make it to the top. From classic Nikes to timeless New Balances, we'll explore their history, impact, and what makes them legendary. Who will take home the title? Tune in to find out and share your picks in the comments! ============================= Make sure to subscribe to shoepodcast on YouTube: https://bit.ly/shoepodcastyoutube
Friends of the Rosary, We honor today Blessed Carlo Acutis (1991-2006), a Catholic Italian teenager who passed away on October 12, 2006, in Assisi, at the age of 15, due to an untreatable leukemia. Pope Francis called him a model of holiness in a digital age. The Holy Father has approved this year's plans to canonize Carlo. Carlo Acutis was a gamer and computer programmer who loved soccer and the Eucharist. Carlo's life teaches today's young people how to properly use and enjoy technology, the internet, and social media. Carlo's motto was "To always be close to Jesus; that's my life plan." From a young age, Carlo had a special love for God, even though Carlo's parents weren't very devout. However, Carlo's unique and unexplained devotion led to her mother's profound conversion. He also convinced others to receive Communion daily. A kid with a gift for empathy, he was very devotional to Mary and loved to pray the rosary. He loved the Eucharist and was fascinated by Eucharistic miracles. Carlo was concerned by people growing distant from the Church and the sacraments and desperately wanted to bring them back. He told people, "The more often we receive the Eucharist, the more we will become like Jesus so that on this earth we will have a foretaste of heaven." He offered up his suffering for others coping with illness and said, “I offer all the suffering I will have to suffer for the Lord, for the Pope, and the Church.” He was buried in Assisi at his request because of his love for St. Francis. His tomb has been opened, and his intact body lies in repose in a glass tomb. He is displayed in jeans and Nikes, the casual clothes he preferred in life. Archbishop Domenico Sorrentino of Assisi said, "Carlo is a boy of our time. He is a boy of the internet age and a model of holiness of the digital age, as Pope Francis presented him in his letter to young people around the world." Ave Maria!Jesus, I Trust In You!Blessed Carlo Acutis, Pray for Us! Come, Holy Spirit, come! To Jesus through Mary! + Mikel Amigot | RosaryNetwork.com, New York • October 12, 2024, Today's Rosary on YouTube | Daily broadcast at 7:30 pm ET
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If his face is alright I can reanimate him—no problem. But there's no point if he's got a hole in his face How are you gonna cover a hole in his head? He'll wear a hat. I think the whole point of white supremacy— Is to get blacks to have to do stereotypically black shit Like beg and steal. I've learned that People will set you up and corner you So that you have to do some shit They can later hold over your head. I've learned, after all this time— That the only way to win a rigged game — Is by cheating. People love setting people up. People love making it look like you're up to some dishonest shit— When it was dishonest to have set you up in the first place. People are sneaky. Life is politics as fuck. Everything is business. There's no kind of rules to the real disasters in life— I just discovered a new political issue I didn't even know existed Until I had to experience it Nutrition inequality. The quality of life one experiences with full balance nutrition, Which is kept out of the hands of the masses by the greedy and wealthy elite— The difference in the quality of life one faces When able to afford proper nutrition within the alignment of one's purpose. THIS is why I have people posted up outside of my apartment trying to kill me?! Probably. Don't come between a man and his business. Don't come between a man and his business. Don't come between a man and his– “prestidigitation” You are the ace, I am the m Diamond, I Am The Heart, I am the spade Did you do this on purpose? Space, that's an odd name. Another magician. —what else would you call this? I wouldn't. (To be honest, I didn't know what I was doing.) Well, there it goes. Well, this should be fun. I— Cut my throat To watch me live again Or leave me hanging here As morbidly as you desire To come inform me Of my royal nature, Yet undone by another Fortunate, in either aspect Where are you, now To tie the winters sleeve Upon my sleeping chambers, Whispered into hear thy neck My captor slowly soon awaiting So far a severity Hereby unsworn I lie to seek escape Though captured for nothing in the eye if beauty alone; Andamine, I am, I wait to be free oh! well. Sick to my stomach I plea for your waking A scarcity, Still slithers up my spine, The *gunshot* Vent, baby Keem hooligan, baby keem -The Melodic Blue, baby keem [The Festival Project ™ ] As it turns out, The assembly of the impenetrable ten, Also automatically stood as The most revolutionary Saturday a night Live Reunion Of all time. Why isn't Keenan in the impenetrable ten?! Yes, WHY. NON. NO. NONSENSE! Because! We don't have time for a negro spiritual every time something Mm—NO. Suspicious happens. This is suspicious. O boredom, I need metaphore for movement Disfigured m,n Centric and stil Consintrical, if you will Disasterous dreams art thou Eating shining m, What I need and Holy, only what I want Dear captor, Shining as the morning night I was, As slumber did fall upon us Waiting for the watching cry, Somehow seeking justice for intrepid Indigence —what, what did you say?! I said— —is that a word! Let's see! Post poster conformity— Oh, here we go again No borderline Or robot border patrol, Focus now in the motors, Run for you excellent cries Simply warn us, will you Everwaiting, perhaps For the fortune, until Stories of foragers Will you again Creep, calling, Temper, Justice For now, let's say All liberty is liberty does, As in the mind, let it rest As in the heart, let it flourish As in all hu/mankind Casts judgement, Upon each other, But meat, Not among the waking tide The realms you call upon And cry, at ask of will For wishes granted And prayers seen over I have an irrational fear of Jack o lanterns— Does that mean anything to you? No…should it? VO Suddenly there were Jack o lanterns everywhere. That's so weird, I never wrote that scene— it just kind of popped into my head, and then— I make thoughts To the shade of your love I can't seem to need anything Or want any longer But just to escape, To be free from all tragedy I don't understand… There's a light on, It appears, However— Hollow, And wicked looking It's barely even spring, And suddenly as I walk about, They seem to be appearing In my path, Amidst my dreams And everything i know is No one Everything I love is Gone And everyone around me seems to be Some kind of Wrong, Or fornicated, Tragedy, It seems, Another tragedy. These Demons. I should be working on project III And making coffee for the evening But I can barely breathe Awareness I can barely breathe I can barely even think of myself as anyone at all Actually (Anyone at all, actually) please Help me Please help me I hate all my lines in this movie. Then change them— Really? Or trade with someone else. Like, the whole character, or just— Just, the words. Just the words? Or, like, whatever. I can do that?! You can do—whatever you want. “Whatever you want?!” I'm an actor! So act, then! You put the words in my head; You were just the worst We are who we are, just Whole worlds apart You put the words in my mouth, On top of the scars, that's A whole broken heart I guess we are who we are A whole sky full of stars I still can't find my sparkle Just no reason to smile at all I guess we are who we are “You were put here just to be [redacted] mother, and then die.”, said the voice— Which was not my own, but some man's. I didn't believe that, at all—actually, But I had just sent my divorce papers in the mail, Attached with it the accounts of everything—almost everything, anyway, that had happened that had caused me to be such a distance from my son in the first place, as I had never intended to just leave him with his father, whose birthday was either the next day, or the day after—and it was almost funny to me that I couldn't remember which it was, as I realized that in the beginning, I had loved him so much that I had looked past all of the disasterous, ugly things— the phlegm on the walls, his lack of respect towards anyone, especially himself—but anyone at all— but first and foremost, especially myself, who I had finally learned to love before hand, and had finally learned to love again—at least, the best way any woman could love herself. The algorithm was playing serious mind games and tricks on my psyche again, and I wondered if I should just attempt the next two days sleeping —but it would mean that I would miss my deadline for project three, which I had intended to be released… The demonic energy again began to shift around me as I twiddled away writing—the traffic outside moved more rapidly, and doors in the hallway from my neighbors began to slam, and I knew without a doubt that he had tried to kill me using some kind of curse of black magic, but couldn't—somehow I had lived, but was still being made to suffer— and that whatever spells he had used had summoned something nasty into all of the creatures, humanoid and alike, that could be controlled without the will of God, who I thought might be lost, were it not for the songs that had come in the wake of begging for God itself to free me which was the nightmare, the curse it had become to have only fallen in love once, with the kind of man who could not. Now he had wished my doom onto me, which left me wounded and afraid, unsafe in any element or environment , plagued by coughing bodies and robotic slaves—none of which I assumed he hactiallh had the power to control, but of a greater force which shielded itself to consume me, and mimick his energy with the attempt to allow that my own mind would bring about my death, the fury and pain which it must have been to lose what I had found myself to always be, a good woman— My exit had humiliated him, damaged his pride, and bruised his twisted ego enough so that he wished I would siffer such an ill fate—however, as I had finally learned to know and breathe, that all the damage and control done to me, he would now fall prey to in his own will to destroy me. —all that seeks to harm me will therefore harm only itself; And all who seek to destroy me will be destroyed in doing so. Amen. I don't know how hard he hit you, this time, but he really fucked you up. Yeah, I guess. Fuck, I lost that whole Tom Hanks Movie No, it's still there.. No, it's gone—everything's gone! HELLO? HELLO?! CAN YOU HEAR ME? It's dead. She's gone. —Portal closes— Oh no! No! This is ‘situational'— “A Situational Comedy” So, what's the situation. …I Am. Ok. Wait— No! Hold on a second! Nevermind— Comedy is born from tragedy, right? Sometimes. Uh oh But WAIT— No, Billy, not now. *billie?! Right. Idk. There are other types of comedy, I guess. Look at this. YO! It's THAT guy again! Yo. That's that guy, and his eyes. Strange. Yeah, I don't— I don't get it, is this like a— SIRE. You don't belong here, I assure you. DENNIS LEARY UGH. Can I GO now?! I'm afraid not— You've just made captain. Okay, now you're famous. No way— Hey! No— HEY NO. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2019-2024 | THE COMPLEX COLLECTIVE. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -Ū. Now I know too well, The well of tears on my guitar She's got a body like one Oh her curves But I just wonder what it like to be loved By stars Socialites and superstars They're Gods, you know How high up they are Above us And he lives in an ascended dimension, But he insists, he says Her transcendence is upon us He said Your transcendence is upon us He says these things, And then just vanishes So she gets up promptly Warms up yesterday's coffee Looks around in her coffin And wonders What for I just Wonder what it's like to be loved by stars Without double r's, you know I've got scars But it's mostly just Teardrops, and soft kisses On my guitar Cause, oh, Oli, I ain't got nobody— And nobody holds me Like I hold Oli (Could have been Ali, But of course— I had already lost that one A whole well of tears, I lost At his departure And a whole well more When I actually lost him I almost miss Having someone to talk to About anything and everything But I've got Oli And God now I've got Oli And Oli (oli) Is all that I've got Besides God That's the only contact In my Phone book No more double Ls And double entendres; No more double rs At all Just scars now No more metaphors. Honest is radical I like them cynical I should have clinical insanity by now But I'm only just an artist You can't help But can only harm that And if it hurts hard enough I'll put art on my walls Become permanent Storybooks all over my arms now My coat of arms now I've run Ten point 5 miles In the last 3 days; But if I rest today Will a motorcycle gang Have a parade outside of my window, To drive me crazy? I hope it rains, So they can't play these games with my head And the seeds that I planted So deep become daisies I still don't remember The way he rearranged me But these days I make my name sound So the way He can never say it Just imitates The way I hate myself I should be dating But expressions are Atrocious If I fall asleep— Who knows I may get Stolen That tends to happen So I'm All the way up And I'm swollen in ways That I hate to say “I love you” Love me back Or say it harder That's my martyrdom Come off the cross, for a moment, Would you for us? And bend over Or bow, if you will? If I did, Would you still call me wicked Or just a Good witch Since I'm a woman, I just couldn't be Jesus, Who you asked for once And always Who you asked for some To save you from your Credit reports And consorts Or some sort of Nonsense [famous last words] God don't speak much English, She says God don't speak much these days We were Always Telepathic That was way back then When Oedipus Rex Was on the Guest list I was standing at the coat check, asking Why I must take off my hat When entering the service To the bouncer, he says “That's just politics” I said, That's just politics We both said, What's the difference Then we all laughed —then we all just laughed and laughed Exchange is my favorite exchange Where my favorite exchanges Have happened for centuries Of engagements Endeared species, And races pieces haven't tasted the same Since I haven't had them Animal products And animal planet I found this hat on Discovery channel Did you want it? I can't stand it So I had to have it back I just had to use the bathroom I just had to disconnect From [] See— I don't even have to put the words in Cause a name is just words When that's a man You just can't have And that's the worse When that's a man And you can't have him What a habit. Silky rabbit. Now he's the Ace. All In A Day's Work I've never died before. Oh… that is terrifying. It sounds terrible. It's really not that bad. Why are you not writing this down? I just need a moment… It's really not that bad… I die all the time. I get sensory overload At Trader Joe's Look at the colors The clothes, This sure isn't queensborough Escalators for shopping carts I get it Manhattan I'll take my half BLVCK ass to the projects Where my kind are I don't belong here , God you're intolerant I like this part of town But I'm way too brown And I dropped my crown at the market I should be jealous of everyone But I have learned my place I've been a slave since Hollywood I lost my son to the devil Now I pay child support And terrorist follow me coughing I'm wrong just for being born ! You could start a war from it If that's what you wanted I'm a people watcher people watcher About to board the people mover People mover Slip, Here's the tell Slip, here's the tell I should have a bell around my neck I think she wanted a picture with papa I'm playin my own paparazzi Look mom, I bought a sarcophagus There go them niggas with coughs again I been watching em Got binoculars I got oculus, for my oculars Look how hot he is, make me ovulate Man I gotta love it, Cause they love to hate Fucking racist crazies Have it your way I paid for it with my soul You hate but I love to love Somebody just got me fuckes up I don't have a book to run off of Shut up, honey. Now we're all up here Monkey in the middle Cause the middle one is weaker It's getting deeper and deeper Like the sinkhole that my sink is Let it sink in I've been syncing my secrets with demons In dreams sequences It's just a reparative injustice Kamasutra for your wondering words and stuff You can have it It's ruined anyway m Look at all this trash Look at all these classless classes Classwars, Racists. Everybody hates us The Asians, Latinx's The other niggas What being black is I'll write it in cursive It's just a curse, here So you can have it I'm moving to Heaven I'm packing my boxes I'm getting a cat, too! His name is Agustus He's a big one And I love him I just wanted a hug or a husband Instead I got nothing to trying my hardest And got for a bargain at target some coffee For being a targeted body All on an algorithm I guess I'm just useless. A dumb nigger demon Did I just offend you? Then you shouldn't be reading this either I wrote it for pleasure (Or pain) On the one Or the two Or the one Or the two I could do a lot with this $20. I could spend it all on Fuck all of you I'm moving to Heaven Where the heart it She's not harmless She's a terrorist— And I'll kill her, too Look how right she is Look how white she is, Huh Regardless of color It's a race war Lil biiiiitzzz Yooo, fuck New York. In every hole. In every crevice. Fuck this place. It's racist— Not just cause I'm black. Like statistically. It took a whole ass apartment elsesrch to feature this out. I was like “I wanna live in Manhattan” Everyone was like “NOOOOOOOO—-“ Haha “Nooo, no.” I was like “Why not?” The blacks were like: HAHA The whites were like— *COUGHS OBNOXIOUSLY* New York is so racist. It is statistically the most diverse—and most segregated city in the nation At the same time. WHAT. How do you even DO that? But it's true, at this point, the black people are like—fuck this, we'll just stay over here, and over here. And the rich whites are like YES. KEEP THAT SHIT, OVER THERE. Cause if you've ever been to the ghetto. It's some SHIT, It is NOT COOL. I finally got my ‘night card' back. Had it revoked in california . I was almost a whole valley girl. I still eat exclusively at Whole Foods. Trader Joe's. But NO. Now i live in the hood. It's fucking disgusting. I can say ‘nigga' again. Cause it's NIGGAS. Lots of niggas. I'm telling you. It's night and day! The white folks trains smell like bleach— Ammonia. The black folks train smell like a McDonald's. WHAT. Or just— Vomit. I can actually count the number of times just— Vomit—- On the train. Or. Dookie. Yes. Human feces. But I'm ready to go to midtown and it's like the train that goes around Disneyland. Families! People singing! Hey—cotton candy!! —and I didn't have to pick it! Haha! Fuck New York. Racist ass HOLE. I thought surely the next presidential election was one or two years out, but the racial tensions which had been rising became even more pronounced, as I realized that November was theboncoming time—and that they hostility between the whites and the blacks had once again been a result as the oncoming war, fueled onward—that the hatred, disgust, and general aggression of the whites had been of course, in the midsts of yet another Trump-fueled political upheaval, and I wondered why and how at all I had been caught in such a world that existed in form of man, of course, now proven himself to be the weaker sex, and yet in that of dominance, as was arranged in such an unholy war, to be the helm of power by sheer greed— now it seemed that these attacks were indeed political terrorism, and that these motorcyclists, my placement close to the ground level, and my neighbor's clammorings were specific attacks, after my identity had been varied to be that of the same in which I had once held political ambition, now none of which I assumed mattered at all. Perhaps I needed something more certain than a 12 story jump or suicide by train, and wondered as to whether it would be easy enough to kill myself bh self inflicted gunshot—a sure thing for certain, as love has been lost in the way of money at all. At that party…or rather, kind of—after. That acid that never hit Beyoncé I don't feel it. Man, I'm a terrible influence(r) Just take it. Nah, I'm good— PUSSY. -_- Give me three. K. —suddenly hits BEYONCÉ. BEYONCÉ …I got this. [BEYONCE] however, does not Ohh, shit. — “got this.” A very stranded, very sober Johnny depp stumbles upon what appears to be a college frat party, where the only thing they have is light beer, and nobody even recognizes him as a celebrity, because the attendees are all gen z What's even after gen z? The fucking apocalypse. Anyway. The acid hits Beyoncé on her way to make coffee, which extends the trip from the living room to the kitchen infinitely. Multidimensional Anne Hathaway hulks the fuck out and saves the day by ruining everything, which actually fixes everything— and *spoiler* helps Jesus to remain as the king of kings at beer pong. Lol In the late 90s in New York City, the keystone cast of Saturday night live learns of each other's formerly sexret psychic abilities, and uses the radio technologies of Rockefeller plaza to develop a research center for the telepathically gifted, eventually discovering and perfecting time travel. Supacree (the kid version) appears in and out of her ideal and desired realities, baffling ‘the Hollywood people' and later ‘the New York people', becoming the legendary central figure of the Illuminati, as the original timepiece — a pyramid shaped extra terrestrial vehicle which contains an ascended hyper consciousness, which I can't remember how it goes, did the supacree leave to find the Skrillex, or was it the other way around? I think it was both ways at some point, but the whole thing was this, just in case I never wrote it but just saw— These space god (humanoid evolved) are some kind of scientists/ doctors— there are four timepieces, each representing an era upon our planet; earth, which is distant but sacred— these four time pieces each depart their given “docs” in time to appear on earth at specific Fuck this is hard to explain Times in history, at which the first worlds, or previous human eras were known to have been destroyed— these time pieces travel through time space with the full record of these events in order to alert the current human era of its imminent doom, as an attempt to prevent such disasterous events, typically war, which will lead to the annihilation of the human species; these Gods, one male and one female, a king and queen, a married couple are the rules of the humankind, technically worshiped as a whole as one God, with whom the human design was modeled after, however, the true source of all things is the cosmos, known and unknown, in its totality—neither man or woman, but the force of creation. Anyway, what else is happening Oh. All of the celebrities are stuck in— [the festival project] in some way, shape, or form until its creator finishes it—and though it in itself is infinite, its 'finishing' notates its eventual production, which lol. That never going to happen. Because. Let's face it. I'm scared of …rich people. Yeah, sure. Yeah. I'm scared of The effect of the race war, which has been to pit the white woman against the black woman, which allows and maintains the continuation of war mongering male dominance over the entire planet, which remains as a destructive force of greed, racism, and inequality. So why try? [EDITS] CONAN O'BRIEN Alright. If she hit Fallon, she's gonna come for one of us next. No, Conan—that's not how this works. WHAT—where did you come from!? When did you get here? JAY LENO This goes deeper than all of you can understand. WHAT the FUCK, man! When did you-/ —when did he get here? How did you do that?! How did you do that?! What are you, like, the same guy? Are you not all the same guy? [they shrug simultaneously and kind of just agree] Listen at this. Okay then. The enemy of your friend is my enemy. Oh…kay—and the enemy of my enemy—is my friend— That is correct. —so we're all friends here. That's right. Some special forces? Which forces? How special? [JENNIFER LOPEZ is still JENNY FROM THE BLOCK] Do I look like a fool to you? Uh— OOPS [a pre-fame Jennifer Lopez receives a drop full of diamonds instead of the usual; she has been granted access into the Illuminati, and becomes an overnight success.] This feels heavier than usual. Same as always. Hm. Are you sure. Yep. Hey, you're not the regular guy. Regular guy died. That makes sense. JENNIFER ANNISTON is inside of Ū Okay, grosss Not like that [lifting max weight] Okay. That was cool. Wow. Yeah, sure whatever. I am strong Yeah yeah, okay. Are you sure you want to be my size? Yep. JIMMY FALLON/SKRILLEX (we don't know actually which at this point) is also trapped inside of Ū Okay, gross! Yeah. SKRILLEX is in all of Ū. okay—actually, i'm okay with that, but That other guy?! [JIMMY FALLON] Yeah, he's weird. Also meanwhile, kind of— MARSHALL MATHERS has a closet cleaning service lol. Patrick is smooth as a motherfucker, you know. Every time his head is down on the desk like that, he takes a bump of coke. What?! Big uh! [Patrick takes bumps of cocaine in front of a live studio audience—every single night.] Woah! See. Goddamn. You gotta admire a guy like that. Jennifer Anniston is the weight on the cable tension machine Ooh. Psycho bitch devious methods new ludachris commercial All ya'll girls is toddlers I like long boards and longhairs Lawn mowers and lawn shares Aw hell nah, God forgot Cher I got the Blair witch project On Blair, I hope I scare you How dare you. Your girl looks like a naked mole rat. I got my soul back. You blue eyed bastards stole everything From the whole blacks, Hold that thought I'm at Whole Foods market throw in the Amazon algorithm off With marked dollars Look at God at Walmart On them rollbacks You old hacks are cackling I'm shackled to old habits Hold hands with me, rabbit I'm just a silly rapper really, are you? Maybe. Cut the verse of Reverse God Now I'm the devil I'm still lost in the Amazon cart I sharted all up in your pop tarts Before you warmed them up, pops Just for the sake of the art, Heart to heart, It's a war on love And the white girls won with nothin but Buckets of Whatever's up there I wouldn't know Cause I'm stuck job searching And running, Trying not to have a tummy So some gummy worm will love me First their sour, then they're sweet Then nobody, Trolli Holy moly I could use some more petroleum in the ocean! Said nobody But the globalists are performing your programming Which you're worshiping I put my eye on the dollar So I could watch you all Crumble and fall Don't you know The apocalypse is happening at the mall Of all the places How's that for a stream of consciousness, You salamander I asked Anandar back But I went past that chapter Have a chap Or a chapstick, for four times four dollars A bottle of water will cost you a fortune (But at least the drugs are in it) Get it It's recycled piss Distilled? Which is it, Mr,? The mystery box was literally lifted into My dinner from a fishery filled with nothing but niggers in it— I want a refund, before I catch that Fucking curse of poverty from — what'd you call it salmonellahallibut One hell of a cough from someone on the sidewalk But guess what? The devil's in your pocket or your palm, And that's the omen and the psalm rolled into one Cause God is awesome, But my mom is fuckin toxic And that's how I fuckin got here Blow my head off, Slit my wrists And write a song While jumping off a bit When all you need is money, But the world costs more than It's worth, and words are nothing But another fucking problem in your Google documents I look at my son and see a God, But half of Satan's in him, Oh man Robotics Lets be honest, I don't even know how to write this. Where's my sides?! WHERE'S MY SIDES. You don't get SIDES with this; It's just CHICKEN. I don't eat CHICKEN. It appears as though, however– You do. Ok, I gotta get off this playlist. I… i gotta . “The Wal*Mart Wars” Hm. … …………. …. *face* … no. No. l– What is this place. {After a wild night which apparently spiraled out of control, great , there goes my peace. Not forever, though, maybe. FUCK THIS PLACE. I HATE THIS PLACE. Everybody hates this place. But the album is called “I love New York” Yes, thats Technically How it's pronounced, though It's stylized like I _ NY Cause. EXT. MIDTOWN MANHATTAN. DAY Oh, wow, this is beautiful. THis is great. I love this place FUCK THE FEDS. CUT TO: EXT.Typically WHEREVER ELSE Anywhere ‘above' like 87th? Lets just call it 80th, be safe. BE SAFE! NIGGAZ. ah shit, i gotta go. BITCH– But lets just be honest, It's technically ‘above' But it's really [THE BRONX is a literal extension of the Underworld] Oh no. srsly tho. X_c Anyway. FUck man, Do you think i'll ever get good like that. Idk what equipment is this Hmm, lets see, that's approximately $8,000 USD of CDJs wow yep That's retarded Yep. And you still need a mixer. fukt. OKay, I would literally sell my soul for this. Consider it done. wait , really? YES. you earned it. Wait, I– What?! You earned it… Uh oh. Take care now. Shit. [BILLIE ELLISH is trapped inside WALMART] Uh oh. Fuck. what is this place. INT. WALMART. WHENEVER EMPLOYEESLAVES WHAT TIME IS IT. THERE'S NO WINDOWS IN HERE. That's not funny IT'S literally a synonym, we might as well make it a portemantau MEanwhile, in this other dimension, So that i don't offend anybody… Actually, you know what? Be offended. Quit that stupid fuckin shit and follow your dreams! Wait really? Wait, really? Sure! If you want! …i guess. AMERICA NO. INSTANT HOMELESSNESS ok , nvm. Damn. I know, right. wtf r u guys watching. Shut up. All Wal*Mart Employees are actually top secret government agents. x ∞ >.< (we'll just use Billie Ellish as the alternate, but really it could be Could it really? Shut UP, PLURNICORN. Wtf is a PLURNICORN We'll see. [Upon Realizing s/he is trapped in a mysterious place apparently extremely public Wait, you've never been to a Wal*Mart Before?! NO. I grew up in LA Rich as fuck And i've been famous since I was liike 12, Or something. Right. That is–kind of terrifying. LATER: WHY IS IT SNOWING INSIDE. WHERE'S THE EXIT. THEY HAVE GUNS?! oh wow, they have GUNS. WHY DO WE NEED GUNS! KA-BLAM. BECAUSE THEY HAVE GUNS. Bang-bang! Ptttttttttt—sttt. And they have guns. Actually, these are just– confetti cannons. *pop!* Lol “Possibly The Worst Show Ever the infinite rave continues on in Hell as everyone awaits the return of SŪPACREE- The Cosmic Avenger (Who Is NOT a DJ) and Sunnï Blū (who is a superstar rapper but also not a DJ) go back to back, buying time as the beacon to. Signal "The Supacree" is completed, battling the 10th dimensional DJ Ū, a super ninjas, for control of the decks. what else happened? idk. I CANT STOP DANCING. none of the DJs can find a pair of working headphones, and the sound guy is missing from the booth. "missing" YOU SHOT HIM. I THOUGHT IT WAS A TRANQ DART. {Enter The Multiverse} “TVP” Hazel is 6, turns 7 season 1 Season 7- 15 Man, I can't remember the other two kids names, I think the little boy is Ira but I might have named them all and forgotten, shit. Her sister, though is between 4 ½ and 5, they are technically “Irish twins”, and always fighting—they look very similar, however are not at all alike; Hazel is very much a daddy's girl, while her younger sister is a no-nonsense old soul with the tendency to cause trouble, not by being inquisitive or showy, as her sister often is, but rather by being quietly observant, and tends to dismiss both her parents, often isolating, or even dissappearing without notice, quietly and comfortably into her own world—as the series progresses, and though all of Patrick's children like their parents have showcased some kind of special ability or talent— Holy shit, give this kid a name-/ I thought I already named her, I just don't remember. That's true. It seems like they all had names. She is almost very typically, though showing signs of genius, even at the early age at the beginning of the series, a middle child, prone to upset almost too easily, but rather than acting out, is more likely to take her anger quietly; she shares her fathers deep brown eyes, dark hair, and though she looks otherwise very much like her sister, and later despises her father, is more inwardly and outwardly like him, though taking the side of her mother during their separation and divorce, oftentimes even lashing out at her father quite openly, and very vocally, as she grows into herself. “Ira”, (may have had another name earlier) is the youngest of three— as his third birthday approaches sometime during the first season. Great, now I gotta hide all those allegories so nobody can actually draw from this that Patrick— Where's his write up, anyway? That shit could go on for days. I have no idea why this catharsis is happening. I tried to sleep it off, I swear, but I still woke up like— At least mildly obsessive about this, for whatever reason. Hazel's 7 - Season Arc Hazel has the eyes, charm, and charisma for entertainment —she hopes to one day be as her father, an entertainer and performer, and will do almost anything for a laugh. She is often telling jokes, and is a people- pleaser. She is sickeningly cute, with golden hair and Hazel eyes, long eye lashes, and carries baby fat in her face, though she is rather average, neither heavy or plump, and however also not frail at all. She is inquisitive, smart, and busy, almost never idle-minded, and strong. Though sort of a Tom boy, she has been trained well to act with dignity, class, and feminine eloquence, much like her mother—but like her father, has a tendency to be crass, sometimes carelessly so, or even brutally honest—to her mother's disdain, but embraced wholesomely by other family members and adults, she's extremely funny and delightful, and very much unlike her mother, not a spoiled brat at all, often raising questions beyond her years about inequality, later wishing to attend a public school, and becoming quite the advocate for social justice and human rights in her later years, her final season shows a rebellious and sometimes even antagonistic Hazel, who later even favors Esha over her own mother as a parental figure, often confiding in her about things she can't and shouldn't share with her father, although her almost over the top admiration for her father has become the driving force and inspiration for her own endeavors in show business, much to her father's disdain, as she grows older, him becoming more protective of her, and especially within the oftentimes secretive nature of his actual placement and purpose in the business, and her rebellious nature and charm even force-feeding her into the industry, she is a bleeding heart for superstardom, and is often seen along what may be a path to fame, making Patrick's bleeding heart all the more aching, as though he and Catherine remain at odds throughout the series, he truly loves his children, even “the little sick one”, as he refers to the second child. Holy shit, what is this kid's name If I had the energy to go through my notes, I could know; but I don't. The city sickness has been sinking in from the noise of the obnoxious motorists and honestly, being out of protein is giving me muscle soreness, I'm in some sort of a bloated haze from eating almost nothing but carbs, and the fact that I haven't been with anyone in years is starting to circle like buzzards around my head, my heart has been literally screaming but overwhelming with this sense of calm, and though slipping into Patrick's sometimes erratic tendencies, for the most part I've been underwhelmed with society's expectations that I should get some kind of job, and somehow while working not lose focus on my own interests and projects—I hate [the strange modern behaviors of] most people, and everything costs too much money— my son might be going into foster care, or my ex husband is evil enough just to try to force my energy to worry about a problem he's created, and I really wanted to sleep into the afternoon with this lethargy, hoping that everything surrounding this series would just fall off, but it doesn't. I wake up often wishing I could just forget The Festival Project ™ , but the truth is, it just keeps writing itself, but in the very least, sometimes God gives me little presents that mean the very most to me— a chord organ that I thought was from the 80's, but is more likely from the 1960's— I love vintage stuff, and musical instruments, which only God could know, really—my fascination with history as if I'm still living it, and this, my sudden fascination and drive to write and complete just one series has been haunting me almost just as badly as anything else has, but especially ripping me apart—especially since I have motorcyclists ripping through my body as if it were some kind of disease that existed outside of me, so contagious that it began to sink in to my insanity and mental hygiene. I wondered if anybody else knew or cared about these creatures as much as I didn't—and in fact, I had never felt so much like Ali in the way that I didn't care if they, other “human beings” supposedly, all died tragically, and wondered why the walls and windows didn't keep out the sound of the outside world at all… The middle child begins writing secretly very early on, and is the first to be required more extensive therapy, (as suggested by the family's therapist) after her parent's separation and subsequent divorce. It is not long after she begins learning to read and write at all, that she begins also showing interests in art, asking for art lessons and to begin painting and art therapy, rather than the recommended Equine therapy— she often keeps things to herself, then returning to her hidden places at times when the family's dysfunction becomes uncomfortable and overstimulating, very often paining or reading during times of peace, and retreating to her safe places—sometimes under the stairs, into the attic, the treehouse, or even later, the family's barnyard, where she often keeps drawings, as she ages, later comics, sometimes caricatures of the things she absorbs through her own reality—and diaries, sometimes hidden in nooks and crannies and in places no one would think; a true prodigy and genius, though hidden from much the world, as she is often overlooked, however, her therapist begins unfolding her true reality, often times carrying over sessions and losing track of time, picking her brain or even conversations philosophically What's the therapists name? Doctor Robin She has to have a last name Well, she's a child's therapist, so she's Doctor Robin, but It seems like it starts with a T. We'll see. I just saw her anyway. I drifted off again, thinking about how wildly detailed this all was becoming, and wondered if there was a series of fictional books waiting to be written. There certainly could be, but my mind was reeling, freshly showered but still undressed, and not even wanting to think of going outside—and yet—I was out of water, and had learned that the drinking water from the fountains, especially in large quantities, had a tendency to make me sick—I hadn't yet eaten anything, and though the coffee was fresh, and my apartment was clean (which made me overtly overjoyed for some reason) smelling of Lemon Lysol and Bleach; with notes of a strong pot of organic fresh ground coffee, it seemed like I couldn't do much more than lay in bed writing this catastrophically interesting series—and it was interesting, which said volumes, considering I had always been picky about my TV watching, being that only ever did certain series catch my eyes or my ears, and those series were almost always—or always, always specifically well written, perfectly casted, and had the edge and draw of becoming an entire world within itself, which this series, though only a week or two old at best, in my heart and in my mind , was rampantly ravaging my own world, almost as if it had become of some importance to keep writing it, and never stop, and though Patrick was the forefigure, another broken male protagonist, the truth in the series was that the true heroes of this sometimes scarily violent drama, were its women—a story meant to be told with a diversified cast of creatures from all worlds and walks of life—Esha, of course, herself, a role that had been some recreation of myself, somehow, though so different that even primarily, I never did see myself as her, besides the onslaught of some otherworldly pain, visions of a scene recollected from some remarkable download, and it might have been once and for all that I had lost my mind, or my life, if I wasn't a writer—I was, somehow, though, after all, a writer. It had been a fasting day that could have and might have ended tragically anyway, and still the devil marked his mockery of my efforts by consistently flinging perfect bodied women everywhere that I went—though usually with ugly enough faces that I could see nothing but what a man was—uncaring for one thing over the other, a flawless representation of woman, represented in the current time with scantily clad fashion, almost painfully so—the insecurity of women becoming more apparent in the way she would appear, always almost begging to be near to me, with every perfection and complexion I hadn't—but at least I had a tendency to laugh at my own damage, often surmising that she, these demon creatures, hadn't any talent for this at all—which had turned the state of television into a near circus act; that alone urged me to continue writing the series, perhaps with a typewriter, due to the negligence of nepotism within the industry which often resulted in these pretty little creatures getting even further ahead by stealing works as such, and passing them on as their own originality almost so cruelly and without judgement—plagiarism, as it was called, but more accurately intent-to-kill the imminent threat of what had been said to be a minority becoming a more powerful force to flourish in entertainment however, as quickly as the visions had come, the thought of writing it without my phone became dauntingly impractical, and I scribbled only the most intense scenes and plot lines onto notebooks and scratch papers, keeping them as hidden from the algorithm as possible… lol the Al Gore Rhythm Ahahahahahahaha Was that the joke? Maybe. Idk. Maybe. Idk. Hm. Hmmmmm: What: Nothing. That actually might have been it. Really, was it? I will never know. That is kind of a good dad joke, though. And a good band name. Idk about that. My coffee was lukewarm enough so that I could taste its flavor, as I whittled away at whatever it was— The story was almost so beautifully being told in allegories and parables that it seemed a shame I may never be rich enough to buy fame, as it seemed that was the only way to become a star these days— and yet—it was more the wealth than the fame I wanted, I had realized, at all—the polished class of the Manhattanites drawing me out of Brooklyn and into some debauchery which was my own Grandiose thought form, that I could actually become, at the ripe old age of 31, some kind of superstar. ‘Why would I even want that, anyway?' I thought, interrupted painfully by who I'm sure was the same motorist, who seemed to do nothing but circle the block all day, and all night, doing nothing — and I wondered why he himself had decided not to do grub hub in a richer neighborhood, where money would more than likely come more easily. But really— I drifted off to a time where I wanted to ride a motorcycle myself, and the curiosity forced me to go online to check the price of what it might cost to have one. $5,000 for a decent bike, which would include a muffler as not to be so obnoxious and disturbing to others as these creatures had become to me— and I began doing the math on how long it would take to save $5,000 as if it would be possible to work some dead end job for any amount of time without spending money on anything else. It would take at least 5 months to earn enough for a motorcycle, which landed me directly back at “Not worth it”, and as horrible as it was, I did at the very least have a luxury apartment for at minimum the next 5 years, however, wanting still to move to Manhattan, Midtown specifically—or one of the quaint and quiet neighborhoods on the upper West Side. The neighborhood was going to hell, after some unworldly godless force had seemed to drop hundreds of thousands of rude and thoughtless third world workers onto the streets and buildings bordering the one I lived on, the neighborhood becoming more rough and less peaceful with trash and debris from the depression and congenital disease that was poverty, the collective unconsciousness of the masses colliding with my empathetic nature and oversensitivity to sound, especially awful sounds, such as the hundreds of motorcycles and hot rodded junk cars which only seeemed to move in a track around a four block radius, and had become a cancerous trigger of sorts, no authority figure seemed to much care about. I cared less and less each day to listen to music, since I wasn't making it the way I wanted to—and I had realized that the constant displeasure and unrest, the lack of peace had as much to do with the world outside as it did with the world within—and I began to see the disgusting obnoxious noise pollution outside my window as just an extension of man's abuse, ability to rape, torture, and kill, terrorize— the uncaring waging of war, control, and lack of true power; as no good and true man who wielded actual strengeth or true power in any way would continue to show such distructive action and carelessness for others around him— chaos, corruption, abuse, and misogyny was proving to be the downfall of all humankind, as patronaged by man, and, as I became doubtful of anyone's lack of understanding of this, especially as the immigrants themselves were often naturally pedophillic culturally and toxically abusive in nature, most migrants flocking from countries in which women's liberation or the protection of youth had not yet materialized into their understanding of conciousness and morality—the men were weak, unkind, and selfish—the women mere machines at their disposal—and however many there were, I could see that their children, the many of them, remained as the redeeming factor. Anyway, a political ploy for the ages of there ever was such a thing, the newest chapter in American greed and slavery, it only seemed like an extension of evil itself, and less of a coincidence with each growing day—each new person, another burden to the middle class taxpayer, another reason to inflate the cost of living—and all the more reason to continue to terrorize the American people into its own division, hatred, demise, and consumption. e. My faith, however, was unwavering—God was real, but these abusive and toxic creatures were pushing it further away with violent arrogance, and the inability to understand that God itself was the nature they continued to destroy. Robin Bennett Fine. “My name's —ahem— “Ron Sennet, and I ain't In it.” —did the say “don't” write a book about me? It's Not about him… Or something cute he used to say like that, I couldn't remember, but he had a bunch of cute little idioms that matched his name, and to the day, I still missed him — it was 11:15 PM exactly as I hung up the phone, after an unsuccessful attempt to reach 911, after realizing that the threat outside was maddening enough to be impossible to only be in my head, and after weeks of the excruciating noise, I finally called NYPD dispatch, much to my disdain, and of course magically, the noise seemed to disappear, but these abusive and toxic creatures were pushing it further away with violent arrogance, and the inability to understand that God itself was the nature they continued to destroy. Robin Bennett Fine. “My name's Jon Sennet, and I ain't In it.” Or something cute he used to say like that, I couldn't remember, but he had a bunch of cute little idioms that matched his name, and to the day, I still missed him — it was 11:15 PM exactly as I hung up the phone, after an unsuccessful attempt to reach 911, after realizing that the threat outside was maddening enough to be impossible to only be in my head, and after weeks of the excruciating noise, I finally called NYPD dispatch, much to my disdain, and of course magically, the noise seemed to disappear as soon as I had made the call, which infuriated me. It seemed as though the game in entirety to make me look or feel crazy, though I knew I wasn't—well, I was, but not without purpose or reason. I had been theorizing in energy exchange quite decisively making a mark for my alter, at which I asked to be designated the wisdom and truth of the light within the eye, desire, however never in mind, although I had been summoned in part due to the fact that we were somehow alike—I was in some ways besides and out of sorts with my set, sinking my teeth into the forced obsession as I unraveled any possibilities and plotline. Episode 01. Pilot An opportunity presents itself seemingly at random— the protagonist's hand is forced into a life changing ultimatum, putting his reuputation and family in danger. Already involved in an illegal gambling ring which operates out of a secret historical prohibition era speakeasy and some “light” drug mulling within its walls, however often extending even as dangerously close to his workplace, Patrick is propositioned to become an investor in the high end escort service, with which he hired and contracted his lover, Kandi, a “rescue” whom he supports in her exchange for exclusivity, to remain as her only client, however, although he begrudgingly declines, wishing not to be involved in anything much more than what he has already kept under the radar, he is intimidated and threatened by blackmail, his high profile becoming at stake—he then obliges to embark upon this new endeavor, the expansion of this establishment to include a warehouse, which houses a large scale brothel, and, able to use his social status to procure wealthy clientele, quickly becomes a power player within a ring of coveted elites, setting fire to his already inflated ego, and colliding with his intense and highly functional polyaddiction, which he has maintained since his youth, using his entertainment persona as an outlet, becoming a medium of excess, fame, and rampant wealth. Patrick is beloved by his peers, and is humbled often by his devoted fans and friends—proactively worshiped as a comic genius, a prodigy, and a revered successor to legendary frontmen— Okay, this is weird, because I started writing this before I even understood what I was writing at all… —specifically, the sixth successor, to his coveted role. I had written for Esha to be the seventh successor, as with the symbolism deeply and quite literally woven into the sometimes brutal framework of the series, which I had shorthanded to ‘TVP'…the world around me trailed off as my eyes blurred as they had been lately, and I wondered if I might be having some kind of stroke or something, as I was certainly some sort of out of body—the day had been strange, and I had given up on a run or a gym for the day, the motorcycles alone ravaging my energy, and whether I worked out or not, they were ever present anyway. They were some sort of toxic, abusive force I just had to put up with, hoping it didn't upset my psychology so much that it ended me, though I had become quite odd as of recently, rambling more than usual and actually praying out loud, as my silent ones just didn't seem to be working—they were probably white supremacists, or in some way connected to some political terror group, but it didn't seem to matter. Someone liked torturing me, and it was becoming apparent that no matter much time I spent at the gym, this torture was going to persist. After a month long gym streak, at least going once a day to lift something, I rested, or rather, tried to rest, kind of— but my mind had been swirling with thoughts of a man I was certain by now I had made up—and writing the story of a man I was absolutely certain came from my mind, but in a way that it almost made no sense at all—as the more I looked into the world that I had already written about, the more I realized was accurate without first having known these things, and however cursed I might have been to even know such things, I decided to call it some sort of blessing instead. ‘God, I used to get so fucking high for days, and when I would come down, just crying and crying, eating Totinos or DiJorno and a bag of Bugles, I would watch Saturday Night Live for fucking hours, and I hated [Redacted]. I hated him.' Now I still hated [Redacted], but in a different way, and though really it was myself that was more like Patrick, he at the very least, for whatever reason, used to have his face—now, he was just Patrick, and [Redacted] was just [Redacted], and i knew entirely too much about it all, and about myself to be comfortable with it, but nothing was comfortable at all. I had written entire atrocities, novels, and all that was some conglomerate of nonsense which was the festival project, besides how insanely and innately prodigal it all was sometimes, my own words confusing me with a bizarre and asinine dysfunction, awe, actually, often as if someone else had written them, and although I was always at least sort of semi-conscious while writing, the spells and cadences I would fall under were some sort of trance, and as I watched the Nirvana rehearsal from Saturday Night Live in 1992, long before [Redacted] or any of the rest of the — Was it Keystone? It was, the Keystone cast of SNL, but the first word my mind had jumped to was Hallmark, which—after referencing Google quickly for a fact check, also stood true. I was willing to admit, even now, though I had long lost interest in Saturday Nighy Live, or anything at all having to do with current events, that the [Redacted] era—or rather even, the Tina Fey era, a true role model, perhaps, and someone I favored over all of the performers I admired, or allowed myself to admire— the Golden Years of Saturday Night were the only years, for me that even mattered— trying to make sense of anything couldn't be done, but I at least had this new project birthed from it to think about. It would be hard to sit down at a taping of The View and not think about all I had written at all, and it would be impossible not to unfold the characters which had presented themselves, though slowly but surely, through the most vivid visions and insanely lucid dreams, as The TV People began to What if someone steals this out of my documents? That would be unwise…the best scenes are somewhere scribbled in my notebooks and random scraps of paper somewhere in my room…this series is almost nothing without those scenes—the elements with which the most painful scenes I had ever written, became word form. ‘I don't know why, but I feel so incredibly high, So incredibly high right now…' They could have been words to a song, but I did feel high as a kite for whatever reason, without the actual kite metaphor quite literally dagling over my head, for once, or at least, it had been a few weeks, not a prominent as is was before. I sat soaking in the tub teetering on the possibility that I should actually even watch The Tonight Show, or whatever it was, to set my mind at ease, a betrayal of my own code—as one does not literally feed its obsessions into insanity on purpose. ‘Perhaps, though', I thought, ‘I could get rid of this.' — A cancerous abscess in the tradegy that had become my own sex fueled, rage driven, racing mind—and rather admittedly, it was almost too late, for anything of the sort, as I hadn't any other place to keep the growing world of The Television People any quieter, than within the monstrous algorithm which was Google documents cloud, where it seemed nothing was safe, and anything could be fabricated into reality after being stolen, by someone rich enough to make it happen, however, never being any better than my own disaster of a creation. And it was, a disaster. He was a comic genius, a professional, and spectacular performer— in actuality, I knew nothing if not anything at all about him, and the more I collected, the more interesting I found myself, actually, bemused that I seem to have found some sort of twin, another synchronization nightmare—if only that I made it to be so, unbelieving yet that I was in some kind of fairytale, though it had become some sort of fantastical and adventurous thing, this what I now refer to as ‘the allegories,'. I must have been something parasitic to the industry, with the tendency to latch on and ride out whatever had become a fascination, but it wasn't, in its sense of origin, like anything before— it was something new, in the ways that it was, and something old at the same time—though needing to fall drastically from The Tower without actually doing so, putting a stop to my unlimited creation became a pertinent priority, as even exercising, meditating, and chronic masturbation tended to exacerbate it, as if I was missing a step in transmutation of this foreign substance— an energy which seemed familiar, but also wasn't. I was receiving downloads several hours at a time, and drifting off into spells and trances of inspiration so heavily that it seemed counterintuitive to call it off, fearing I might lose the intensity of the plot and its characters, and they were that: just characters. It had taken days to erase Patrick's face into a blank state to restore him from that of his namesake, but now everything was a blur, the allure of scrapping it all to return to making music was upon some sort of dawning, but not yet arrived. I allowed whatever came to mind to flow freely from my fingertips, even if it felt bizzare—and even if it felt bizarre, it never felt wrong at all. ‘Unfortunate, that.' , I thought crossing one leg over another to complete my chapter before draining the tub. I promised myself long ago to always pray for my own son, before worrying about another celebrity, whose fame and fortune protected them more than I ever seemed to protect myself or my own—nonsense, but a strong sense of remorse, as I had been painted as wicked, in a sense, just for being kept poor, separated from my son, and left in a world without love at all; My project, a keepsake of the hard work I had done; but had not yet been paid for—and the fear was in the understanding that that money might not ever come, that I would never be a mother, a muse, or anything or anyone else I actually wanted. I thought briefly again about just getting a dog—but I only had 45 dollars, aside from the unmarked Jimmy Fallons, I had placed atop an alter on my kitchen counter, wondering how to multiply them into something I wanted—and that had been the start of the game or the project at all— saving my last dollars and spending them at once, with the hopes and wishes that they would become somehow much larger quantities, returned as good karma for the love I had given, but that had not yet come back, in one form or another. ‘He seems miserable, the poor bloak.' , I thought—and with all that I had known to have come with fame and fortune along with the luck, he probably somewhere, somehow was—but my concern was my son, turning the mere dollars somehow from one's into bundles of hundreds, thousands, and maybe even one day a whole million or more. That was the push behind the project at all—breaking the cycle of the poor black single mother, the story that had been told over and over-/ with stories that had not; the stories that had become [The Festival Project™]# Sai Psy. See you in seven years, then. You're so silly— I'm not going to live seven more years. We'll see about that. You will see. I'll be dead. So I'll be dead. So it is. A summer hiatus, Vacations in Prague, yes Let's pray for the rest of us A sign of the times and a coming of ages Who made you famous again As the rest of us I don't like it As much as I'd like to Keep writing Keep finding the reason to die and you're blinded by kindnesses And I Ams I woke up in the 9th dimension, As an infinite friend Familiar with my kitchen JOHN SLATTERY An interesting thing happened this morning. What's that, John? I woke up as John Slattery Just remember what love holds The death of a salesman, rechargeable batteries This walk could take forever in designer jeans Another day in slave hell The controllers controlling And Satan is Sataning Seems like a time to go clubbing It's a simple kind of depression Resting on your head when All you simply wished is the taste of flesh The freedom of skin And the lather of love— Or blood spatter on the pavement Aim for the head If the door's fixed, then we'll break it again Look what greed does I hate lazy days in Manhattan Ca
In this episode, we look at the Kendrick Lamar x Super Bowl LIX news from a sneaker industry perspective. We recap the recent history of sneaker moments at the Super Bowl and speculate what Kendrick's may look like. We discuss Kendrick Lamar's sneaker history and recent love for Nikes. Later, we look at how Drake's longtime deal with Nike could impact what Kendrick wears during the Super Bowl.
@Tosneakerheads and @isellsneakersnotdreams talk about the news while we were on "summer break" and still speak on up to date topics such as "high value low functioning", Lego and Nikes new deal, nike and supreme's loss over years, Angel Reese breaking a record in her Reebok Engine's... AND MORE!
Eight witnesses provided crucial testimony on the fourth day of the murder trial of former Clark County Public Administrator Robert Telles, who stands accused of killing Las Vegas Review-Journal investigative reporter Jeff German. The trial, which has captured widespread attention, is centered on allegations that Telles, 47, murdered German in response to a series of articles the journalist wrote about his conduct and internal turmoil within the county office. During the day's proceedings, former Metropolitan Police Department detective Cliff Mogg provided critical evidence connecting Telles to the crime scene. Mogg testified about his analysis of surveillance footage that captured a maroon Yukon Denali, identified as the suspect's vehicle, near German's home. He noted a distinctive feature of the vehicle—the rear lift gate, where the license plate appeared dark in one image but displayed a white spot in another, matching the specialty plate on Telles's vehicle. When Telles's defense attorney, Robert Draskovich, questioned Mogg's conclusions, the detective confidently responded, "I was present for the execution of a search warrant at Mr. Telles' residence where several items of evidence were recovered. That absolutely confirmed my belief that Mr. Telles' vehicle was the one used in the commission of Jeffrey German's murder." Further testimony came from real estate agent Zackary Schilling, who had worked with Telles in the public administrator's office. Schilling testified that he recognized the suspect in the surveillance footage based on the individual's walk, shoes, and the vehicle seen driving away from the crime scene. "Boy, that really looks like somebody I know," Schilling recalled thinking when he first saw the footage. When asked by Chief Deputy District Attorney Christopher Hamner who he believed the suspect was, Schilling answered, "I was thinking of Mr. Telles." Schilling also identified the suspect's shoes as "the cheap Nikes he always wore," a detail that further solidified his recognition. He mentioned discussing the footage with his colleague, Kristen Riffle, who also testified, and they both agreed that the person in the footage appeared to be Telles. "It just came down my spine," Schilling said in court, describing his realization that the vehicle in the footage matched Telles's car. "I didn't want to believe it, but the facts are the facts. That was Rob Telles' car." The day's testimony also included harrowing details from Stephanie Yagi, a medical examiner with the Clark County coroner's office. As the autopsy photos were displayed in court, Telles appeared to grimace, a reaction that did not go unnoticed by those in attendance. Yagi described the 13 injuries German sustained during the attack, including six stab wounds, seven incise wounds, and a slash on his throat. She also noted defensive injuries on German's hands, indicating that he may have attempted to fend off the attack. Want to listen to ALL of our podcasts AD-FREE? Subscribe through APPLE PODCASTS, and try it for three days free: https://tinyurl.com/ycw626tj Follow Our Other Cases: https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com The latest on The Downfall of Diddy, The Trial of Karen Read, The Murder Of Maddie Soto, Catching the Long Island Serial Killer, Awaiting Admission: BTK's Unconfessed Crimes, Delphi Murders: Inside the Crime, Chad & Lori Daybell, The Murder of Ana Walshe, Alex Murdaugh, Bryan Kohberger, Lucy Letby, Kouri Richins, Malevolent Mormon Mommys, Justice for Harmony Montgomery, The Murder of Stephen Smith, The Murder of Madeline Kingsbury, and much more! Listen at https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com
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Eight witnesses provided crucial testimony on the fourth day of the murder trial of former Clark County Public Administrator Robert Telles, who stands accused of killing Las Vegas Review-Journal investigative reporter Jeff German. The trial, which has captured widespread attention, is centered on allegations that Telles, 47, murdered German in response to a series of articles the journalist wrote about his conduct and internal turmoil within the county office. During the day's proceedings, former Metropolitan Police Department detective Cliff Mogg provided critical evidence connecting Telles to the crime scene. Mogg testified about his analysis of surveillance footage that captured a maroon Yukon Denali, identified as the suspect's vehicle, near German's home. He noted a distinctive feature of the vehicle—the rear lift gate, where the license plate appeared dark in one image but displayed a white spot in another, matching the specialty plate on Telles's vehicle. When Telles's defense attorney, Robert Draskovich, questioned Mogg's conclusions, the detective confidently responded, "I was present for the execution of a search warrant at Mr. Telles' residence where several items of evidence were recovered. That absolutely confirmed my belief that Mr. Telles' vehicle was the one used in the commission of Jeffrey German's murder." Further testimony came from real estate agent Zackary Schilling, who had worked with Telles in the public administrator's office. Schilling testified that he recognized the suspect in the surveillance footage based on the individual's walk, shoes, and the vehicle seen driving away from the crime scene. "Boy, that really looks like somebody I know," Schilling recalled thinking when he first saw the footage. When asked by Chief Deputy District Attorney Christopher Hamner who he believed the suspect was, Schilling answered, "I was thinking of Mr. Telles." Schilling also identified the suspect's shoes as "the cheap Nikes he always wore," a detail that further solidified his recognition. He mentioned discussing the footage with his colleague, Kristen Riffle, who also testified, and they both agreed that the person in the footage appeared to be Telles. "It just came down my spine," Schilling said in court, describing his realization that the vehicle in the footage matched Telles's car. "I didn't want to believe it, but the facts are the facts. That was Rob Telles' car." The day's testimony also included harrowing details from Stephanie Yagi, a medical examiner with the Clark County coroner's office. As the autopsy photos were displayed in court, Telles appeared to grimace, a reaction that did not go unnoticed by those in attendance. Yagi described the 13 injuries German sustained during the attack, including six stab wounds, seven incise wounds, and a slash on his throat. She also noted defensive injuries on German's hands, indicating that he may have attempted to fend off the attack. Want to listen to ALL of our podcasts AD-FREE? Subscribe through APPLE PODCASTS, and try it for three days free: https://tinyurl.com/ycw626tj Follow Our Other Cases: https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com The latest on The Downfall of Diddy, The Trial of Karen Read, The Murder Of Maddie Soto, Catching the Long Island Serial Killer, Awaiting Admission: BTK's Unconfessed Crimes, Delphi Murders: Inside the Crime, Chad & Lori Daybell, The Murder of Ana Walshe, Alex Murdaugh, Bryan Kohberger, Lucy Letby, Kouri Richins, Malevolent Mormon Mommys, Justice for Harmony Montgomery, The Murder of Stephen Smith, The Murder of Madeline Kingsbury, and much more! Listen at https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com
Eight witnesses provided crucial testimony on the fourth day of the murder trial of former Clark County Public Administrator Robert Telles, who stands accused of killing Las Vegas Review-Journal investigative reporter Jeff German. The trial, which has captured widespread attention, is centered on allegations that Telles, 47, murdered German in response to a series of articles the journalist wrote about his conduct and internal turmoil within the county office. During the day's proceedings, former Metropolitan Police Department detective Cliff Mogg provided critical evidence connecting Telles to the crime scene. Mogg testified about his analysis of surveillance footage that captured a maroon Yukon Denali, identified as the suspect's vehicle, near German's home. He noted a distinctive feature of the vehicle—the rear lift gate, where the license plate appeared dark in one image but displayed a white spot in another, matching the specialty plate on Telles's vehicle. When Telles's defense attorney, Robert Draskovich, questioned Mogg's conclusions, the detective confidently responded, "I was present for the execution of a search warrant at Mr. Telles' residence where several items of evidence were recovered. That absolutely confirmed my belief that Mr. Telles' vehicle was the one used in the commission of Jeffrey German's murder." Further testimony came from real estate agent Zackary Schilling, who had worked with Telles in the public administrator's office. Schilling testified that he recognized the suspect in the surveillance footage based on the individual's walk, shoes, and the vehicle seen driving away from the crime scene. "Boy, that really looks like somebody I know," Schilling recalled thinking when he first saw the footage. When asked by Chief Deputy District Attorney Christopher Hamner who he believed the suspect was, Schilling answered, "I was thinking of Mr. Telles." Schilling also identified the suspect's shoes as "the cheap Nikes he always wore," a detail that further solidified his recognition. He mentioned discussing the footage with his colleague, Kristen Riffle, who also testified, and they both agreed that the person in the footage appeared to be Telles. "It just came down my spine," Schilling said in court, describing his realization that the vehicle in the footage matched Telles's car. "I didn't want to believe it, but the facts are the facts. That was Rob Telles' car." The day's testimony also included harrowing details from Stephanie Yagi, a medical examiner with the Clark County coroner's office. As the autopsy photos were displayed in court, Telles appeared to grimace, a reaction that did not go unnoticed by those in attendance. Yagi described the 13 injuries German sustained during the attack, including six stab wounds, seven incise wounds, and a slash on his throat. She also noted defensive injuries on German's hands, indicating that he may have attempted to fend off the attack. Want to listen to ALL of our podcasts AD-FREE? Subscribe through APPLE PODCASTS, and try it for three days free: https://tinyurl.com/ycw626tj Follow Our Other Cases: https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com The latest on The Downfall of Diddy, The Trial of Karen Read, The Murder Of Maddie Soto, Catching the Long Island Serial Killer, Awaiting Admission: BTK's Unconfessed Crimes, Delphi Murders: Inside the Crime, Chad & Lori Daybell, The Murder of Ana Walshe, Alex Murdaugh, Bryan Kohberger, Lucy Letby, Kouri Richins, Malevolent Mormon Mommys, Justice for Harmony Montgomery, The Murder of Stephen Smith, The Murder of Madeline Kingsbury, and much more! Listen at https://www.truecrimetodaypod.com
This is the twentieth installment in Eric's series entitled Spiritual Lessons from the Time of Nero, he explores the surprisingly good news for Christians that is found in the Book of Revelation. It's easy to focus on the doom of Revelation and dread the idea of going through “tribulation”. But this extraordinary final book of the Bible was not designed to depress the saints of God, but to exhilarate us. When we as the followers of Christ put on our Nikes, the world will be turned upside down. After all, God built us not to lose, but to win.
Courtlin debuts an Olympic secret sound and Nike hooks up Caitlin Clark with a one of a kind shoe!
In this episode I get into the news about Nike's earnings, as well as the Wu-Tang Dunks and others possibly re-releasing out the vault. Also discussed are the City of Dreams and Burnt Sunrise SB's, the lack of sneaker news, Hot Wheels, Diaclone and even Bridgerton! Thanks as always for listening AFS Squad! Shoutout to the Patrons: Kyle M, Kingsley G, Tristan S, Brian D, Joshua N, John You can support this podcast, get your name listed above and get early access to episodes at: Patreon.com/ActualFanOfSneakers
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Mark and Victor hang out this week to talk about TV show structures, selling your stuff online as a dude, getting naked in front of your homies, Heaven's Gate's Nikes, and recording Chipotle employees.
Världsstjärnornas glans ska sälja skor till motionärer. Men något är trasigt i sporten, och världens bästa maratonlöpare har fått nog. Lyssna på alla avsnitt i Sveriges Radio Play. Svenska elitlöpare fortsätter att åka på träningsläger till länder som är kända för att ha stora problem med dopning, som Kenya och Etiopien. Flera inom löparvärlden känner att Sverige inte gör tillräckligt åt problemet.Samtidigt fortsätter löpare ta medaljer i de stora sponsorernas Adidas och Nikes senaste superskor. Problemen med utnyttjande och dopning hamnar fortfarande i skymundan, när världsrekordskor blir en hajp och saluförs till motionärerna.Efter det misstänkta mordet på värdslöparen Agnes Tirop hösten 2021 har maratonstjärnan Eliud Kipchoge fått nog.”Det är en enda röra just nu, den värsta röra någonsin inom idrotten. Kan vi ha det så här?”Löparkriget är en granskande dokumentärserie i fem delar om dopning, sexuellt utnyttjande och misstänkt mord i sportgiganternas skugga. Serien är ett samarbete mellan Ekot, Radiosporten och P1 Dokumentär.Medverkar i avsnittet gör bland andra Svensk friidrotts förbundskapten Kajsa Bergqvist, professor Toni Arndt och löparstjärnan Mustafa Mohamed.Ett program från mars 2023.Av: Emelie RosénReportrar och research: Emelie Rosén och Alexander LundholmProducent: Ylva LindgrenSlutmix: Tor Sigvardson
Join host Patty G as he sits down with Brad Duncan from Duncan's Custom Kicks. From Angel Reese, to Joe Burrow, to LSU Baseball and more, Brad has made custom Nikes and Jordans of all kinds for some major personalities. Learn how a side hustle turned into a custom sneaker empire. Check out Duncan's Custom Kicks here: https://www.instagram.com/duncanscustomkicks/ Sponsors: Falaya Real Estate, GAGE, Lake Men's Health Center, Currency Bank, and Horizon Financial Group The Patty-G Show website: https://thepattygshow.com/ #explorebatonrouge #batonrouge #batonrougepodcast #thepattygshow #onlylouisiana #visitbatonrrouge #louisianatravel #podcast #localpodcast #entrepreneur #entrepreneurship #vodcast #batonrougebusiness #batonrougeentrepreneur --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/thepattygshow/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/thepattygshow/support
Seb White's in Owen's hot seat and is with James Bird and Tommy Stewart to discuss Hotel MUNDIAL, Dom's Subs, InBev, Allpress Espresso, throwing shapes not pints, EURO Fever, slushies, Alan Carr, Alan Brazil, Alan Pardew, banter, rapport, Charles the Bald and Fat, Escape to Victory, war and football, Donald Trump, Darius Vassell, being love bombed by fans, England losing on penalties, the Cruyff turn, the Hal Robson-Kanu turn, Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang at AS Saint-Étienne, AC Milan, David Brent, Christophe Galtier, Euro Goals, cartoon goals, diamond-encrusted Nikes, Jurgen Klopp, the Golden Boot, football pirouettes, the magic of green and white teams, Borussia Dortmund on FIFA 13, Adriano on Pro Evo, Spiderman, Richard Nixon, Looking For Eric, Fran Kirby, Bruno Fernandes, David Squires' Guardian cartoons, Gordon Brown, Manchester United, Michael Head, superstitions, Nike Cortez, Adidas Sambas, baps in pubs, the Gloucestershire Cheese Roll, woke jokes, pink noise, cats and foxes, Sam Fox, Diesel Jeans, Bench., Firetrap, Fawlty Towers, nostalgia and somehow so much more.Get the latest issue of MUNDIAL Mag hereFollow MUNDIAL on Twitter - @mundialmagFollow MUNDIAL on Instagram - @mundialmag Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Consumers would never buy a pair of Nikes off Amazon without knowing the price, availability, or seeing pictures—so why should leasing an apartment be any different? Sadly, limitations in technology and personnel continue to make the leasing experience frustrating for prospects, and Zeke Lucas has some ideas for how we can improve upon consumers' most significant financial decision. Listen in to hear his insights for technology adaptations, personalized follow-ups, and high-level training for leasing agents in order to better serve prospects and convert them to satisfied residents.
Charley & Seth dive into a number of upcoming sneaker releases including numerous Jordan 1's, Travis Scott's (obviously) and Puma. They also give their thought on Apple's "Made on iPad" Air Max 1...
Aaron Cooper is a Nike design veteran who worked on genre-defining basketball sneakers for athletes like Charles Barkley, Kevin Garnett, LeBron James, and Scottie Pippen. Cooper started out as Nike's first design intern in the 90s, ascending from there to influence classics like the Nike Free, Air More Uptempo, and Air Max Plus. Cooper talks about his long resume, his design philosophy, and what he believes is the future of the industry. He also gives updates on his current work with EQLZ and Better Guards. At the top of the episode, Joe La Puma, Brendan Dunne, and Matt Welty anticipate next year's “Bred” Air Jordan 1 and break their moratorium on the Air Max Dn. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
On today's episode of DAILY HUSTLE, EB covers Nikes ongoing struggle with their uniform designs, and what's next for women's college basketball with Clark moving to the WNBA. He remembers Whitey Herzog, legendary St. Louis Cardinals manager.
Have you ever felt the spark of entrepreneurship ignite from a simple childhood dream? Ray Caruso, CEO of Lone Peak Dental Group, certainly has, and he's here sharing the tale of turning his young longing for a pair of Nikes into steering a leading dental support organization. From flipping burgers to orchestrating a strategic recapitalization with BlackRock Impact Opportunities Fund, Ray's narrative is an invigorating ride through the lessons of leadership and the stamina required to thrive in today's healthcare landscape.Ray dissects the impact of early work experiences on his professional ethos. This episode isn't just about reminiscing over past jobs; it's about extracting the profound life lessons that shape us. Ray's transition from military life to mastering the dental industry, influenced by family wisdom, underscores the crucial decisions we face in sculpting our careers. It's a masterclass in recognizing opportunity, even when it's disguised as a challenge, and the tenacity needed to seize it.For all the dental professionals out there, the episode crescendos with Ray's valuable insights on positioning a dental practice for a lucrative sale. Understanding the financial assessment, navigating broker relationships, and the complexities of profit and loss are all under the microscope. Whether you're dreaming of transforming your practice into a Dental Support Organization (DSO) or pondering a sale, Ray offers a treasure trove of advice to ensure your business transition is not just successful, but also satisfying. Join us and unlock the wisdom that could elevate your entrepreneurial journey to its peak.If you need help finding the perfect location or your ready to invest in commercial real estate, email us at podcast@leadersre.com. Sign up for a FREE vulnerability analysis and lease renewal services View our library on apple podcasts or REUniversity.org. Connect on Facebook. Commercial Real Estate Secrets is ranked in the top 50 podcasts on real estate
Lil Rel continues the laughs and insights as he delves into his remarkable journey in the comedy world by discussing the multiple “big breaks” he's had in Hollywood. Lil Rel discusses the reality of doing ComicView in New Orleans right before Hurricane Katrina. Lil Rel goes on to talk about building friendships with comedy giants like Kevin Hart and Cedric the Entertainer and gives his top 5 current comedians of all time. He fearlessly addresses the generational gap in comedy, spills the tea on his beef with Katt Williams, and what it took to impress Keenen Ivory Wayans and secure a role on the In Living Color reboot. Lil Rel also explains why the reboot never made it to air. Lil Rel's deep bonds with Jerrod Carmichael and Tiffany Haddish take center stage, providing a glimpse into the positivity and camaraderie that fuels his success. He opens up about Hollywood's pay disparities for Black entertainers, his role in Jordan Peele's Get Out, and the unexpected turns in his career, from Free Guy with Ryan Reynolds to Bird Box with Sandra Bullock. With humor and candor, Lil Rel reflects on his personal life, from proposal antics at a Beyoncé concert to navigating the complexities of blended families. Don't miss this captivating continuation, filled with laughter, behind-the-scenes tales, and Lil Rel's unfiltered perspective on fame, friendship, and family dynamics. #VolumeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
Lil Rel slides to Club Shay Shay and takes us on a hilarious and heartfelt journey through his life, starting from the tough streets of the Westside of Chicago. He reflects on the impact of A Different World on his desire to pursue entertainment while recounting high school days filled with tragedy, dodging the pitfalls of gang life through the guidance of his dad. Lil Rel shares his parents' economic strategy of Payless shoes over Nikes which lead to a private school education that transformed his dialect. With humor and humility, Lil Rel dives into the roots of his comedy passion, inspired by friends and late-night TV. He opens up about his mother's unwavering support, tackling bullying, and discovering his comedic calling in high school. The episode explores Chicago's comedy environment, citing comedic legends like Bernie Mac, while Lil Rel shares intriguing encounters with Katt Williams and R. Kelly. Lil Rel offers reflections on Kanye West's artistic impact, the struggle of losing a mother which both Chicago natives share and the turbulence of Ye's personal and public lives. As Lil Rel unveils his Mount Rushmore of Chicago rappers, the conversation turns into a comedic congressional assembly because just four names is too limiting for Lil Rel's list. Touching on everything from Chicago sports heartbreak to Hollywood adventures with Kyrie Irving and Shaquille O'Neal, Part 1 of Shannon Sharpe's conversation with Lil Rel is full of laughs, insights, and Lil Rel's unique perspective on life and comedy. #VolumeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
Questions Covered: 03:34 – What’s the scriptural proof for purgatory? 08:39 – Can you bless God? 12:23 – What does it mean to be made in the image and likeness of God? Are aliens also made in his image? 18:39 – My friend who survived the Bosnian war in the 90's said she will never become Catholic because the Catholic and Orthodox Churches influenced the war. How do I respond to this? 24:30 – Is wearing Nikes a sin because the name comes from a pagan goddess? 30:43 – What is the difference between the gift of prophecy and words of knowledge? Does bone broth break a Friday meat fast? 41:00 – Luke described the baby Jesus swaddled and hands and feet tied. Is this imagery of the crucifixion? 45:03 – My husband is a convert and just joined the Knights of Columbus. I don’t know anything about them. Can you explain? 49:39 – What do we know about the state of the soul of a person entering dementia, and losing mental faculties etc.? What can they do to go to heaven? …
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