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Send us a textIn the latest episode of the Stories to Create Podcast, host Cornell Bunting sits down with Hiedi Paulec — coach, consultant, and published author — for an inspiring conversation about finding hope through loss.Hiedi, who earned her B.S. in Pre-Law and History (1997) from John Brown University, holds an RZIM Academy Certification in Apologetics (2019) and is currently completing the Theodicy Module. She joined the show to discuss her book, “Abiding Light: Discovering Hope After Sudden Death,” which offers comfort and guidance to those navigating the grief of losing a loved one and provides insight for communities supporting them.Throughout the conversation, Hiedi shared her passion for bridging the past, present, and future, and helping families and students do the same. A devoted mother to Micah, Isaiah, and Mia Ruth, she proudly shared that two of her three homeschooled children are Presidential Scholars — one at The King's College in New York City and another at Southeastern University in Florida — while she continues to teach her youngest, who is currently in high school.Hiedi spoke about intentionally investing in her children through meaningful experiences and extended travels abroad, nurturing their education with her keen eye for excellent learning resources.When she's not teaching or writing, Hiedi enjoys making memories with family, staying active, savoring good food with good friends, reading the Great Books, and discussing exceptional films. Whether walking along the beach or crunching snow underfoot, she finds joy and peace in life's simple moments. Support the showThank you for tuning in with EHAS CLUB - Stories to Create Podcast

Nate and Josh tackle a question facing college students with law school dreams: "Should I listen to my pre-law adviser?"Read more on our website. Email daily@lsatdemon.com with questions or comments. Watch this episode on YouTube!

2025's test year is drawing to a close, and the October LSAT cements itself as a milestone on many fronts. Not only did it contain a unique combination of new and reused content, but it's also Dave Killoran's final LSAT (and possibly podcast) at PowerScore. Tune in as he and Jon break down the test, predict scoring scales, and bid a very fond—and hopefully temporary—farewell to the greatest this industry's ever seen.

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 1 When Glen Zane Braxton is accidentally accepted into a fundamentalist women s college. In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels. Leading up to the first day of college. Every old trick was invented by someone once upon a time. A Little Background: Hi. My name is Glenn Zane Braxton but everyone calls me Zane. I'm a good-looking (or so I'm told) athletic kid just over six feet tall and just under two hundred pounds. I get my Nordic looks from my Mom who hails from Norway. I apparently get my optimistic attitude and loose moral structure from my Dad, though I was to learn that Mom was a bit freaky too. My parents were killed in a rock climbing accident when I was fifteen so I was sent to live with my Uncle Tim (Dad's younger brother) and Aunt Jill. Unfortunately for me, while my parents had been rich hedonists, Tim and Jill were fundamentalist Christians doing missionary work in northern Thailand. I spent the next two-and-a-half years in a place where a paved road was a luxury. I have nothing against Christianity; I consider myself a decent Christian but I believe my faith stops at the next person's 'I'm not interested'. My aunt and uncle were a very different breed. They believed that it was every Christian's duty to convert our little brown brothers and sisters (no shit, this is what Tim told me) whether they wanted it or not. Needless to say, I witnessed them busting their self-righteous heads against the faith and traditions of these ancient people they'd come to 'help enlighten,' while I learned all about Thai culture, cuisine, and kick-boxing. I learned that spending time with Thai women was a hell of a way to get another kind of education too. On the down side, Tim beat me whenever he found out about the women. To get back at him, I spent time with Buddhist monks - score one for the Zen! Three months ago there was an incredibly brutal monsoon and something possessed Tim to go down to the river to save people. Since every sane individual was running away from the river, I pleaded that we go with the people that actually knew what was going on. Instead, I ended up with my Aunt and Uncle hip deep in the muddy water when an uprooted tree hit Tim and Jill. Like a fool I jumped into the flood waters after them. I got to Jill - Tim was a goner. Afterwards, when I realized that no Tim meant a return to the States, I was not crying tears of joy - that would have been cruel. After they gave up the search for Tim, Jill and I returned to Western Civilization. Jill surprised me by actually having a college degree that was useful and she got a job in Virginia working as an insurance adjuster for a nice sized company. I had completed my high school credits online back in Thailand and passed my college entrance exam so I was looking forward to partying it up somewhere far away from Jill. Fate has a funny way of laughing at me, though. For some byzantine reason, Dad set up my trust fund so that I would get a fraction of my inheritance when I turned eighteen, as long as I was in an institution of higher learning approved of by Tim and Jill - now just Jill. Otherwise, I had to wait until I was twenty-one. I wanted to go to the University of Hawaii Jill found a nice little place close to what she called home, real close. Speaking of home; our living arrangements were courtesy of Tim's generous insurance policy and his own little share of Dad's family's money. She bought us an expansive two-story spread with nice large yards, front and back, right where the countryside hits the suburbs. I wished we had a pool and even offered to dip into my own funds to have one put in but since pools were 'cesspits of depravity' Jill nixed the notion. Getting a car was also an interesting discussion. Jill said 'no way' and wouldn't budge until we noticed that our neighbors were two nice looking ladies in their twenties (I guessed). On the day we moved in I went over to talk (I'm drawn to women like a comet to the Sun) and spent over an hour getting to know them. There were two big pluses about their place; one was the large pool in back, which the girls (there turned out to be more than two) promised I could use whenever I wanted, real nice of them. The other one was, When I got home I told Jill not to worry about the car; the cute lesbian couple offered to pick me up from school whenever I needed a ride. "Are they atheists?" Jill gasped. Apparently them being homosexuals wasn't enough? "Nah, they are Wiccans," I lied again with a smile. We went car shopping the next day. I figured I would tell Jill we lived next to a sorority house (to the other university in town) at some later date. What Not to Wear Moving in turned out to be half the battle for my life at the new house. Next came the clothing war. Personally, I think I look great naked and do wonderful with people of the female persuasion but in Virginia they arrest you for this. Since I only have a twenty percent chance of being taken in by a female police officer (or the five percent of the male officers who are out and-out homosexuals), I'm going to go to jail if I go around nude. My solution was to look around the local teenage hangouts, websites, and social networks to get me a style that would be both individualistic yet fit in. Aunt Jill was of the opinion that my school uniform (see below) would be my normal look. When I told her I'd use my own money to get what I wanted she threatened to throw them out because I was still living under her roof. I got pissed off and since my outlet options were pretty limited, I stupidly went to my room and did what every teenage boy should never do when their female guardian is at home - maybe I have malaria and the fever was clouding my thought processes. In Thailand I would simply go out into the jungle Jill never went out into the wilderness if she could help it. There was no jungle and Jill knew right where my room was, and since it was her house, she barged right in. Half way through giving me a piece of her mind Jill noticed me, the Vaseline, the box of Kleenex, and what my hand was pumping. I yanked the comforter on my bed, trying to cover myself, which resulted in my flipping off the bed (I was sitting on the comforter) and rolling to Jill's feet. Jill stood there with her mouth wide open, eyes glued to my cock. I stopped pumping but my rod wouldn't go down despite my shame, not of my erection but because I didn't like sexually taunting a recent widow. "That's, that's disgusting," she gasped while still fixated on my erection. I wiggled around so that I could pull up my underwear and slacks. Once my cock was under cover Jill started harping on me. "You vile pervert," she seethed. "What is the meaning of you showing your, thing to me? You are filthy. Wash your sheets then wash your hands then never do this again." "Um, Jill, Aunt Jill, I'm an eighteen-year-old male. I need to masturbate," I informed her. "Not in this house," she said shrilly. I grabbed the tissues and Vaseline, then headed for the door. "Where are you going?" she worried. "Into the woods out back," I answered as I tried to move past her. "I kind of need to finish this." "You will do no such thing," Jill gasped as she grabbed my arm, "you might be seen, and it's wrong." First priority for Jill was social appearances while my spiritual well-being was somewhat less important at that moment. "Jill," I cautioned her, "I really need to knock one out. I'm stressed." Jill grabbed the Vaseline and tissues from my hands, not because she was stronger but because in my own twisted way, I still acknowledged Jill as my authority figure; not much of one, but one nonetheless. Ripping them away from her wasn't an option so, "Jill, you are my only parent now. I need to come to you about, things sexual," I suggested. "No," Jill responded with some shock. "There will be no sex in this house. You will have sex when you are married and not before, ever. Even then, sex is only for procreation." "Jill, I'm not a virgin," I informed her. Her jaw dropped but I'm not sure if it was shock, horror, or something else. "You've had sex with a girl?" she whispered. "Aunt Jill, I had twenty girlfriends back at the mission," I related. "Did, Did Tim know? How did it happen? When did you do it?" she stammered. "Tim knew; that is why he kept beating my ass. "It happened simply enough; we would be bathing down at the river and if we liked what we'd seen and if things clicked, we'd go fool around. Sometimes we'd kiss and touch and sometimes we'd have sex; you know, blowjobs, cunnilingus, vaginal and anal sex," I continued. "Gack, ah, oh, God preserve me," Jill sputtered. "As for when, the best time was right after Bible study when you and Tim were preoccupied with the parents and us kids could sneak off to a house and fool around in the common room, and then couples would pair up and have sex in the bedrooms," I finished. "Oh, poor Tim," Jill moaned as she slumped against the door sill. "Can I have my stuff and go now?" I asked softly. "No," she snapped. We kind of stood there for a minute before she asked, "Were you sneaking peeks of me at the river?" "Umm," I half turned away, "yeah, I did." Jill looked offended. "You are very sexy, Jill," I attempted to mollify her. It didn't work. "You pervert, you freak, that's incest. It is against God's Laws!" she screamed at me. "Jill, we are not blood related, and I never said I actually wanted to sleep with you, only that you have a very nice body," I countered calmly. "Shut up! Stop talking," she shouted, before storming off, leaving me even more frustrated. An hour later Jill sent me out to get some pizza but when I got back she wasn't in the house, though her car was still in the garage. I smelled smoke and followed the scent out into the backyard. I saw what Jill was doing; she didn't need to tell me what she was up to but she did it anyway. "I think we need to put your misspent time in Thailand behind you," she announced, "so I've decided it is best to get rid of all the clothes, books, and statues you brought back." "You should have asked me," I stated. Of course, this meant War. "You are awash in sin, Zane," she answered in this twisted, loving tone. I turned and went in the house. What had that monk said to me when I'd discussed my relationship with Tim and Jill? One does not build a house of stone out of grass Which he suggested meant petty payback satisfies little and is soon gone, but real revenge comes from working permanent change on your opponent. Over the next four days I ordered a secure chest online, withdrew my bank limit each day, and started taking a pitcher of grape juice to my room at bedtime (it will make sense in a moment). I decided to start my plan Sunday night. Stage One: after Jill has gone to bed, fill her car up with gas and report all her credit cards and bank card stolen. We have plenty of food in the kitchen and Jill takes her lunch to work so with the car full of gas she won't immediately notice her cards are useless tomorrow. Also withdraw yet another five hundred dollars with my bank card, which is the daily limit. Stage Two: Once Jill has gone to work, I put three of her Sunday's Best into the steel chest, to which I have the only combination. Burn every piece of ultra-conservative matronly-wear, from underwear to bathrobes to jackets. Now that mid-morning has come, I head over to the Sorority House and enlist the aid of my two new friends, Leigh and Corrie. We go clothes shopping with the money I've saved up. Each 'sister' gets one thing (for services rendered) and the rest of the money we dump on getting Jill everything a sexually confident and active twenty-something would wear (Jill's only thirty) as well as getting me some normal clothes. I'm not going to attempt to make Jill dress like a hooker; that would never work. Jill's been warped by her narrow-minded environment for all of her three decades so making her more tolerant is going to take time. Stage Three: As we are heading to the bedrooms that evening I 'accidently' bump into Jill and soak her with a pitcher of grape juice she now knows I'm taking to my room on a regular basis. Grape juice doesn't come out and a pitcher will soak her down to her underwear and bra. "Sorry, Aunt Jill," I blathered. "Oh, Zane, this dress is totally ruined. I should make you pay to replace it," she sounded cross. "Consider it done," I offered. Technically, I'd already bought her a new one. Jill went into the bathroom muttering Leviticus before tossing me a roll of paper towels to clean up the spilled juice. "Zane?" Jill called from the bathroom with a hint of concern. "Yes?" I responded from the hallway. "Where is my bathrobe?" she inquired. "In the laundry," I lied. I hear her putter around for a few seconds, then, "Go to your room and shut the door," she ordered me. I got up and made a point of noisily shutting my door. Half a minute later the bathroom door squeaked open and I heard Jill pad quietly to her room and shut the door. I opened my door and sprinted to the bathroom. I retrieved her clothes from the hamper and tossed them in the sink, got the carefully secreted lighter fluid from underneath, doused them, and tossed in a lit match. At the same time as I'm doing this, I heard Jill slamming dresser drawers open and shut. "ZANE!" Boy, what have you done?" Jill shouted from her room. I raced out of the bathroom (on purpose) at the same time Jill burst out of her room so we were basically five feet apart when Jill remembered that she was naked; I was barefoot in pajama bottoms. Jill's look was priceless as she realized that the number of men who'd seen her totally naked since she hit puberty had just doubled. She spun around and bolted into her room, door slamming shut once more. It took her a few moments to form a plan. "Zane, go to your room and shut the door," she growled with a tad more control. "Sure thing." I grinned as I walked to my room, shut the door, and leaned against it waiting for what I knew would unfold next. Sure enough, Jill raced to the bathroom. "Zane, where is my dress?" "In the sink," I told her. Three, two, one. "ZANE! What have you done!" she screamed once more. "My bra, my underwear, my hose, she sobbed. "Jane, you have a robe in your closet. If you want, put it on and come to my room so we can talk this over," I suggested. I didn't hear anything for fifteen minutes as I waited on my bed. Finally, the door swung open slowly and Jill took a half step into my room. Her eyes were downcast in shame but her voice was full of hurt and anger. In her mind there was no possible reason for me to have done this. She was pulling off the Hurt Little Girl bit really well with her mid-thigh crimson satin robe and her wavy, deep-red hair flowing loosely over her shoulders and down her back. "I can't believe you picked this out for me to wear, Zane. Now where are my clothes?" she ground out. "Jill, you look good in that, really good, but I didn't pick it out for you. I had our next-door neighbors do that because you are all beautiful young women," I explained. "If you tell me what color you are wearing, I'll tell you where your clothes are." Jill stood stock still as she worked out that I was talking about her panties. "Blue, the deep blue ones, with the black, lace," she whispered. "Not the white?" I had to ask since I would have guessed this was the first pair of non-white panties she'd ever worn. Her constricted mind had expanded a tiny bit. "The white ones were nearly see-through," she answered after a second. I had to agree with that. "I put your clothes exactly where you put all the stuff I brought back from Thailand," I answered. It took a moment for that to sink in. Her burning green eyes popped up in shock. "What am I going to wear to work tomorrow?" she wailed. "I'll tell you if you agree to one request I have for you," I replied with compassion. "Fine," she hiccupped. She was so body conscious that she wasn't really thinking about the implications of what she was saying but I believed she would still honor her word. "I want you to wear your hair down all day tomorrow, or in a ponytail, but that's it," I ordered. Jill looked at me truly confused; she always wore it in a bun. "But why?" she questioned. "I don't understand." "Your hair is beautiful when it is down, Aunt Jill. I figure it wouldn't kill you to try a new look," I answered. Again, she didn't understand but I was okay with that, and getting her clothes out of the closet was part of the deal. I pulled out bag after bag and set them on the bed. Jill stepped up during the process and pulled various articles of clothing out, utterly flummoxed with what she was discovering. This wasn't slut-wear but it would definitely show more of her curves and skin than she would have ever normally considered. When I finished bringing bags out she looked past me, expecting more. "I can't wear any of this," she declared. "Please tell me you didn't really destroy my clothes." "Jill, I did burn up most of your clothes and you can wear what I bought you. You are thirty, not sixty-five. When I jumped into that river, God decided that I rescued you and not Tim, and I can't believe I saved you so you could go right back to the same life you had before," I interpreted what might have been true, God doesn't talk to me. "What did I do to deserve this, Zane?" she pleaded. "You burned up all my stuff from Thailand, Jill. And while you might think of this as revenge, it's not. You may not see it this way now but one day, I hope you will understand that I love you," I told her. "Zane, I don't understand. What you did was evil, despicable, and wicked and I won't tolerate it. We should pray to God, me for guidance and you for forgiveness," she pouted. She made to kneel down at my bedside so I followed out of long practice. We clasped our hands in prayer and while Jill closed her eyes, mine remained open. Now, my bed is not even at knee level so when Jill knelt down to pray, leaning forward until her elbows were on the mattress, she inadvertently thrust her ass backwards, yes, Jill was doggy style on my bed. I had abstractly known Jill was attractive but the thought of having sex with her had never come up. What was now 'coming up' was suddenly a problem, as were my attempts to keep up with exactly what Jill was asking God for, but the gist of it seemed to involve the Almighty taking steel wool to my corrupt soul, the harder and more painful the scrubbing, the better. "Amen," we said in unison as the thirty-seven minute ordeal came to an end and Jill stood up. "Jesus has told me that I only have to put up with your dementia until morning. I'd rather get new clothes instead of showing up to work, as some strumpet," she proclaimed. "Um, where did you come up with the word 'strumpet' and who ever said it was a sin to be good looking?" I asked. "Nothing I got for you suggests sexuality, no push-up bras, crop tops, or slit skirts. They're clothes, nothing more." "It doesn't matter what you think," Jill countered. "Whatever madness you thought you were accomplishing won't work. I really should call the pastor." "And tell him what, that I burned your clothes and bought you, normal clothes? Why don't we call everyone on the church roster?" I warned her. Jill balked at the prospect of having our family feud exposed. Jill sniffed, spun, and started to leave the room when she recalled the clothes I'd bought for her. She huffed and came back for them, looking at me very indignantly. When I went to help, she warned me off with a hateful glare. An hour later, as I began to despair over my actions, I heard Jill's bedroom door open and a crinkly crunch in the hall. Upon examination, I found one of the bags I'd purchased clothes in outside her door. Inside, folded up, were the other bags. Jill had put my clothes away in her drawers and closet. I counted that to be a small victory. At breakfast the next morning I endeavored to be very correct and polite as I complimented Jill on how nice she looked. She returned my platitudes with an angry glare and she left for work without saying a word. In her favor, when she learned her credit cards were toast she didn't break down and scream at me over the phone or miss work. That evening she did still slam the door to the garage loud enough to rattle windows on the other side of the house when she got home from work. "ZANE!" she screamed, "What did you do to my credit cards?" "Your replacements should be here by Saturday or Monday at the latest," I replied soothingly as she stormed up to me. "So," I went on, "did anyone compliment you on your looks today?" "What, I, that's not important," she muttered, then she changed tact. She came over to the sofa where I was reclining, knelt down, and took my hand. "Zane, you are falling into lust, degeneration, and degradation, sins of the flesh. You have to stop this." 'Stop what?' I wasn't precisely sure. "What you want me to do? Should we pray further on the matter? Last night I felt, something, but I still feel empty," I suggested. Jill's face lit up so I slipped past her and knelt beside her. Jill was unwittingly sexy as she sashayed forward on her knees to rest against the sofa. I reached out to her and she took my hand, then the praying began. What followed was a repetitive litany of me falling into lust and dark desires (clothes buying?). Dear departed Uncle Tim didn't even get an honorable mention which would have been surprising if he hadn't been such a total bastard to me. Jill's neglect I didn't quite understand. She'd always been loyal, dutiful, and supportive. It then occurred to me that I'd never seen him exert an ounce of human compassion toward Jill. I got up and ran to my bedroom, ending up on the bed. Jill padded along behind me after a minute. "Zane?" she wondered. "When is the last time you had sex with Uncle Tim?" I whispered so quietly that Jill struggled to understand me. "But, no, don't do this, Zane, don't fall into apostasy," Jill simpered. "I have a gift for you. It is something you want but I need you to answer the question," I offered. "What is the gift?" she asked, guardedly intrigued. "I can promise you no regrets," I countered. Jill weighed her options, turned, and left. "Dinner," Jill called to me an hour later. I dutifully went downstairs to the dining room to enjoy a mediocre meal in silence. We barely exchanged a single glance. As I got up to clean the table, cleaning was my chore, Jill spoke. "Seven years." I was pretty proud that I didn't fall over in shock. First off, in my teenage, hormone-addled mind, how could anyone go without sex for seven years? Next, how could someone with Jill as a wife not want to have sex at least once every seven hours? Finally, what was Tim doing in the lady-boy section of Bangkok when he found me that one time? I really feel like an idiot on occasion. "I saved your three favorite Sunday dresses," I rewarded her. Jill's eyes showed a glimmer of hope. "Which ones? I mean, how did you know which ones were my favorites?" she pondered. "You told me, Aunt Jill. I do listen to you, ya know," I responded. She gave me the oddest look, as if I had just explained to her how Ruth slew Goliath, not David. "Thank you," she whispered. The first battle of the Witch, the Brat, and the Wardrobe was over. The war would go on. The next time we went grocery shopping (Jill decided that the less time I was left alone, the slower I would plummet to my eventual fiery demise) I caught her noticing guys giving her the once over and she liked it, of that I'm sure. How do I know this? She let me talk to the cute stock girl for fifteen seconds before reeling me in, which was long enough for her to write her number on the palm of my hand. I called her and asked if she wanted to go to a sorority party when the semester began. She informed me she was a rising senior in high school so I gave her my number and told her to call me on her eighteenth birthday if she was still interested. You can't win them all, immediately. FFU             Birds are made beautiful by their plumage but divine by their flight        Now to the college I was attending; Freedom Fellowship University (yes, that is F-FU if you stutter) is the Christian college in my new hometown. Jill read about them in online chat rooms and by communicating with some of her Christian social network gal pals. She heard they had a dress code and without checking on the specifics, she bought me a dozen sets of black slacks and white shirts guaranteed to mark me as a social leper. She signed me up for my classes. I opted for Pre-Med; she insisted I should go Pre-Law until I revealed my secret sinful desire to work for the ACLU, at which point she relented. She wanted me to play some sports, I suspect because she wanted me to have a safe hormonal outlet that didn't involve me touching women. I could have told her that dressed as I was, getting women (short of kidnapping) would be nearly impossible. The problem was, they didn't offer any of the traditional sports except for soccer and track and field. I felt that was odd but I decided to sign up for soccer tryouts anyway. I also signed up for Karate, though I had no idea what a Christian school would be teaching that for, plus Archery (I've never used a bow before), Marksmanship (I've never fired a gun either), and Orienteering (because everyone gets lost in suburban Virginia and has to subsist on squirrel and road kill, right?). I downright refused to have anything to do with the Competitive Bible Study Team. By the end of the admissions process I was beginning to think this was a school for some kind of uber-religious survivalists. Still, they accepted me on short notice and except for a tiny quirk in the online admissions form, I was sadly ready to go to college. It would be that tiny quirk that would change my life forever. There Must Be a Church! Before I could attend college there was one quibble to deal with and that was which church Jill and I would attend. I claimed to be partial to the Unitarians, mainly to watch Jill's face go from normal to pale to an angry beet red. Sometimes razzing her is too easy. Jill chose the First Anointed Free-willed Fellowship of Christ after carefully weighing, considering, and then utterly disregarding my input. I guess I had to be happy they weren't snake handlers. On that first Sunday it was raining. I ended up having to run back into the house as Jill backed the car out of the garage and I took a header into a mud puddle in the lawn. Seeing how soaked I was, Jill allowed me to miss out on Sunday school. When I tried to get to the normal service my car wouldn't start (she'd insisted on buying me a used car, which I was now allowed to return for a new one). The second Sunday was a comedy of errors. The garage door opened halfway, then got stuck, and Jill gave the wrong address to the church family she desperately called to come pick us up. On the third Sunday I was sick, so sick that I missed the Sci-Fi movie classic of the week-(end) Saturday night, Vampire Zombie Overlords II. Jill normally lets me watch it because I told her it shows science in a bad light. I would like to point out that Jill isn't stupid but she does tend to believe that which is most convenient to her world view, in this case, Science = Bad. The fourth and final college-free Sunday, Buddy Jesus informed me that I had to go because no Act of God showed up to save me. It turned out that the First Anointed Free-willed Fellowship of Christ was huge, one of those mega-churches and by the number of luxury cars in the parking lot, not one populated by the unwashed masses. Everyone was very, very friendly to the point where I refused to drink or eat anything they tried to force on me, fearing that I would become a drugged-out zombie filled with unconditional love and happiness toward the world. The one other weird thing was that there didn't seem to be any kids my age in the congregation. I had no Sunday school that day. I later learned this was the weekend of their Pre-College/High School Youth Retreat. Apparently everyone in this place acted as a herd. Before we left I met with Pastor William Penny, chief shepherd of this flock, and he wanted to be my pal. Jill was enraptured with the guy but somehow he came across as creepy to me. Will, Jill, and a few well-meaning parishioners ended up steering me to the Pastor's office (which was as big as Jill's huge kitchen). There my new buddy wanted me to sign some paperwork. Jill urged me to hurry up and get it over with and promised to take me to a nice steak house we'd seen but never been in, as if I was a small child easily pleased. Maybe I should have gone for pre-law because I ignored Jill and did read what they wanted me to sign. They wanted me to tithe, and not on my income, of which I had none, but on my net worth. Everyone around me looked hopeful and I couldn't help but smile as I picked up the pen and started laughing. When they began looking confused I laughed harder, and that made them displeased. I didn't pick up the pen to write; I picked it up so I could stab the first one to rush me. "Listen up, Pastor Bill, can I call you Pastor Bill?" I didn't wait on his reply. "I don't know you or anyone but Aunt Jill in this room," I chuckled, "and I imagine you are all terribly nice folks, but it will be a cold day in Hell before I give millions of dollars to people I know nothing about." "We are doing God's work," Pastor Bill assured me, "and please call me Pastor William." "Please," Jill pleaded, "this is what your Uncle Tim would want." For Jill's sake I didn't laugh out loud once again. Tim gave me billions of mosquito bites, outdoor plumbing, and ass-whooping s on a regular basis so all I felt I owed good ol' Tim was putting a heavy stone on his grave so that he didn't rise up from the dead when the End Times came. In retrospect, Tim did me one favor; he taught me the ability to be verbally evasive when needed. "Aunt Jill, as Uncle Tim told me, being a Christian is a matter of Faith working through the mind and hands. It is my Christian duty to make sure that his legacy (really my Mom and Dad's) is placed where God wants it. Uncle Tim would make me pray deeply to the Almighty before taking such a momentous step, so pray I shall." Pastor Bill looked disappointed in me, which was a poor mask for his unsatisfied greed. Jill and the rest of the flock seem to have bought my act and that was the victory I needed to win right then. On the way back home Jill was pleased as punch. I'd expressed to her new friends what a wise saint good ol' Uncle Tim had been. This was the day I had to move into my dorm room on FFU's campus so I didn't have much time to dwell on everything that had happened. Barbie Lynn Masters, Dorm Mother To say that I was pretty depressed when I began moving into college would have been an understatement. I met some nice girls who were also moving into my dorm but I wasn't much in the mood for talking. I found my room but they had my name wrong. Not only was I not Zane they even got Glenn wrong; they misspelled it as Glenda. I hadn't been unpacking fifteen minutes before this hottie breezed in asking if I was Glenda's brother. "Sure," I joked, "I'm Zane." "Can I see some ID? I'm the Dorm Mother," she asked pleasantly. I showed her my driver's license which read 'G. Zane Braxton'. "And you are?" I inquired. "Barbie Lynn Masters. Do you live close by?" she prodded. I looked around my room (which I shared with an as-of-yet unseen roomie), shrugged, and replied, "Yes. I live about a mile and a half away, just inside city limits," I played along. Couldn't she see that it was my name on the luggage in my room and I'd already unpacked? "Can we count on seeing a lot more of you?" she purred, stepping up into my personal space. With her four-inch pumps, she was an inch taller than me, so I had to tilt my head up slightly to meet her gaze. "Unless you have a girlfriend, of course," she demurred. "I don't have a girlfriend but I'm looking for one," I grinned back. I wasn't really lying; I was looking for lots of girlfriends. "So, do you have a boyfriend?" "Oh, no," she assured me. "I took a Purity Pledge and I have a fianc so I can't be in a causal relationship with a boy, though being a 'friend' of a student I'm responsible for is fine." She licked her lips. My understanding of her convoluted reasoning was short-circuited by her D plus cleavage, perfect teeth, long light-golden hair, soft bedroom blue eyes, and blemish free, tanned skin. I've never considered myself terribly bashful. I hadn't been with a welcoming and available female in two months; she was right there in my face, so I grabbed Barbie's ass subtly, pulled her close, and began kissing her. At first Barbie seemed to be all talk and no action, but that lasted all of five seconds before she was all over me with our tongues intertwining and our hands going over each other's backs and asses. In a flash I had my hands up her pleated skirt, inside her plain white panties, and was massaging each muscular ass cheek separately and vigorously while my lips left hers and migrated to her neck and ear with kisses and bites, all of which seemed to really excite Barbie Lynn. She was moaning and grinding against me like a teenager coming down from a forty-eight hour unresolved porno binge. Her left hand slid around to the front of my jeans and touched my crotch where I was rapidly coming to the fullness of life. "Oh, God!" she whispered as she began stroking me up and down. "Tell me that's not a rolled up sock." "Huh? What? No, that is all me. Why do you ask?" I mumbled between licks and kisses. "Oh, some boys can be very dishonest," she sighed from past experience. "Does it hurt?" "No, it feels fine," I assured her. "Are you sure it doesn't hurt just a little bit?" she persisted as she groped my bulge. Something clued me in. "Actually, it does hurt a little bit," I guessed. Barbie Lynn broke our embrace, padded silently over to the door, took a quick look out, then shut it. She was back in my arms in record time. "In that case, let me see it," she grinned. "How does a blowjob jive with your Purity Pledge?" I stupidly wondered out loud. "Oh," she beamed an angelic radiance up at me as she slid down my body and unzipped my pants, our eyes locked together, "a blow job is sinful and done out of lust but relieving your pain is blessed and done out of love." "I feel myself getting closer to spiritual fulfillment every second I'm with you," I breathed huskily as she pulled down my pants and boxers, unleashing my manhood. Barbie tentatively, with a bit of fear showing, licked the tip of my cock. I let her get used to me before resting a hand on her head. She responded by slowly engulfing my cockhead, which felt freaking awesome after my long dry spell (please remember I had virtually non-stop sex for two and a half years). She bobbed slightly while pumping my shaft rapidly with one hand and tickling my balls with the other. I tried to push a little bit but Barbie gagged. I guessed she wasn't too skilled at this but hey, everyone starts somewhere. After five minutes she was taking more than half of my length in and doing so hungrily. "I hope you are not close to coming," she mumbled between mouthfuls. "Actually, I'm feeling greedy," I responded. She looked up at me, head still bobbing. "I can sense your pain and feel I should do something about it," I explained. Now she looked confused so I backed up, pulled Barbie up by her waist and kissed her once more. I gracefully walked my hand down her waist and hip to her crotch. With a sharp intake of breath by Barbie, she melted into me and bit my shoulder. Next I spun us around and pushed her back on the bed at the corner, splaying her out for me as her bosom bounced sensually and enticingly. "What's on your mind?" Barbie asked with wide eyes. "I want a taste," I grinned evilly, which only turned her on more. I fell between her outstretched knees. I made eye contact with her as she propped up on her elbows and my hands went to her panty waistband. I grinned, she blushed, and the panties came flying off. Barbie squeaked then slammed a hand over her mouth to muffle the noise. "Use my pillows to prop up your back," I directed Barbie Lynn since she clearly wanted to watch. I maneuvered Barbie into a suitable position so that I was kneeling on the floor with Barbie's silky smooth legs spread to either side. Barbie Lynn was propped up so that she could watch me work. I got the feeling she was used to some level of stimulation, just not from a guy. I could deal with that. "Maybe we shouldn't do this now, or go back to my place where it is safer?" she asked. "I'm too hungry for you right now; your scent is intoxicating," I finished up saying, and then I went in. I didn't rush things because every first time should be special. My right hand traced the line along the sides and rear of Barbie Lynn's thighs. My left hand traced the line over her pubic area to her stomach that finally ended with her left breast. "Hurry," she panted. I knew she had somewhere to be but I was aware she could use some stress relief too. Barbie reached down with a hand to control my left hand and head but I was obeying my instincts. By the time she made up her mind to stop me, I overwhelmed Barbie with a pleasurable, mind warping first orgasm. The noise brought a few students sneaking in to take a peak. Once I had a semblance of control over her, I began a series of actions to excite her whole body. On the second orgasm she wrapped her legs around my head and nearly crushed it. While I lapped up her juices, I decided to follow that up by kissing Barbie and giving her some of her own fluids to taste, a trick new to her. I kept my cock sheathed, though all three of Barbie's holes looked delightful. I figured she wasn't ready yet but I did manage to take off her shirt in the process and fondling and suckling at her magnificent breasts. After the third and fourth orgasms, Barbie passed out, and when she woke up, she whispered to me that she wanted my cock in her mouth and cunt. Purity Pledge? What Purity Pledge? Barbie Lynn confided in me that she'd sucked cock before and thought she was quite good at it, and that a few men had temped her cunt and ass with real penetration but all she had done so far was pleasure herself with toys and with the aid of other (female) students here at school. She was still technically a virgin (no boy parts had penetrated her cunt) but she'd done 'everything else.' Was she or was she not an anal virgin? My money was on virginity. Barbie was pleased that I was going to her church (it was highly popular at the college, she told me), almost as pleased as I was to find her so receptive and hungry for more sex. I told her she needed sexier underwear and that I would gladly go shopping with her for some in case she wanted to model any (yes, I know they don't let you model underwear). While we talked I helped her get dressed, though we couldn't find her panties. We slipped out after that, Barbie to tend to her girls and me to go to my Aunt's. I told her I'd see her tomorrow. Barbie laughed as if she didn't believe me. As I left, I began to appreciate the guy: girl ratio of this place because it was looking very good in my favor. My evening with Jill passed uneventfully; we stayed up late as Jill suddenly realized she was going to be alone for the first time in years so I didn't end up sneaking quietly into my dorm room until well past midnight. The Journey Begins. Day One, It's a What? My first day of college began with a six a.m. wake-up alarm in our room. Both my roommate and I sat up at the same time. We looked at each other and the sheets failed to conceal we apparently both slept shirtless. "Hi. You are a girl," I got off first. "And you are a guy," she replied indignantly. "What are you doing in my room? I mean, why did they give me a female roommate?" I countered. "Ah, are you joking?" she asked incredulously. Clearly I wasn't, and that realization made her grin mischievously. "Where is Glenda?" she inquired next. "Ugh," I sighed. "When I was registered their system misspelled my name. My first name is Glenn, thus the Glenda, but I go by Zane, my middle name. What about you?" "Whoops. I'm Rio Talon and this is going to be wicked," she giggled. "I have to admit I never thought I'd meet someone like you at FFU." "You don't see quite the hardcore fundamentalist/survivalist type either," I responded. "Ha!" she grunted. "You got me. It was either this or three years at a minimum security prison in Arizona," she confessed. She didn't volunteer what she would have done time for and it was really none of my business. "I need to shower," I changed the subject. "I'll go with you," Rio volunteered as she slipped out of bed, and yes, she was naked, and cleverly and artfully shaved with several delicate chevrons pointing down. She also had a black tattoo of the name Lilith going from the right hip along the bikini line, definitely not Church issue. I went to the closet, got a robe, towel, and bathroom kit. Rio brazenly watched me move around. "Body-conscious much?" she chuckled. "Rio, I spent the last two years bathing down at the river with two hundred of my closest neighbors. Trying to cover up gets old really fast," I grinned back at her. "Does my body disgust you?" "'Disgust' isn't the word I was going to use," Rio said as she licked her lips and also got ready for the bathroom. "Now, let's get you shaved before, the bathroom gets flooded with people. By the way," she tossed me Barbie's missing undies, "are these yours?" "Booty from my panty raid; please don't turn me in," I chuckled, as I caught them, then stashed them in my backpack, hopefully to return to Barbie Lynn later. Rio laughed again. As I suspected, not only did I get assigned a female roommate but I was on a female floor, which earned me more than a few shocked looks. Since Rio stuck close to me, she earned her own share of looks, but these were more scornful; Rio ate it up. I still couldn't decide whether I'd miss Rio or not when I got my new room assignment. The two girls in the showers ignored Rio and I when we came in so I was able to shave in peace and get under a steamy shower without the expected shrieks. Only when they dressed in their robes and put on their glasses did things change. Their looks were best expressed as 'a boy saw me naked!' followed by 'A boy saw me naked, ' and ended up with, 'A boy saw me naked and he liked what he saw.' I get hard when the wind blows, anywhere around the globe. They fled in a fit of giggles and I safely exited the bathroom before another girl entered. It was hardly unforeseen that my attire made Rio laugh but when she suggested black horn-rimmed glasses would really complete the nerd-look, I had to laugh too. I noted her regulation skirt appeared to be a bit higher above the knee than was prudent with a pronounced lack of underwear. Rio confessed that her parents tossed all her 'stripper' wear when they shipped her off and she wasn't going to wear the 'granny' panties they had put in place of her G-strings. The trek cross-campus to the Dining Hall would have been more enlightening if Rio had not lured me into an engrossing conversation. Remember now, I had been isolated from mainstream Western pop culture for over two years and had a lot of catching up to do. We grabbed some trays of breakfast; then, at Rio's insistence, we headed outside to eat pretty much by ourselves, or so we hoped. "Professor, inquired this cute brunette with pig tails, dimples, and into pushing her tits in my face; I barely noticed she was backed up by three other girls. "Huh?" I questioned. "Braxton," Rio spoke over me. "Could you tell me, where the, um, Clegger Science Building is, Professor Braxton?" She lied pathetically. My first thoughts were, 'why is she wearing such a thin white blouse two-sizes too small?' and wondering 'when is this thread holding that central button in place going to give up on its hopeless struggle and let her boobs pop out?' Then I became curious why she called me 'professor'. "It is right over there," I said, as I stood up, put my hand on the small of her back, and pointed the way with my other hand. The location of the building was blindingly obvious since this is not a huge campus. If things weren't awkward enough, Ms. Brunette twisted, rubbed her hardening nipples against my chest, and asked, "There?" "No," I corrected by whispering into her ear, causing her to wiggle against me. I took her forearm, lingering my touch on the pulse of her wrist before directing it to the proper angle. "I would walk you there," I added, "but we have to go to the auditorium soon." "Thank you, Professor Braxton." She wiggled a third time. "It is really a pity I don't have any of your classes. What do you teach?" "He's a Biblical Archeologist," Rio interrupted, "specializing in Early Christian Erotic Art and Rituals." I felt Ms. Brunette have a micro-orgasm over that piece of fantastical news. "Are you still taking on students?" Brunette panted to me. Rio jumped up. "Whoops! Look at the time!" exclaimed Rio, "Professor, you have to go, Right Now!" With that, she dragged me away from Ms. Brunette and her girl posse and across campus. "What the hell was that about and why did she call me Professor?" I hissed to Rio as we came to the auditorium for our first assembly. "Oh, it must be some Southern thing, sort of like the English calling men 'Governor'," she lied convincingly. How do I now know she lied? It will become obvious.   I took a seat with Rio amongst the sea of students and it was just my luck that we were surrounded by girls once more. I really wasn't in the mood to have them gawk at me so I slumped down and kept a low profile. The auditorium sounded full-up and there was a magnitude of teachers and such on the stage. When a stately, attractive, yet demanding and stern tall woman with long grey hair worked up in a bun stepped up to the podium, the hall grew silent. First she led us in prayer, which I found odd because normally at this level of fundamentalism, women couldn't lead men in prayer, but I could have cared less. She welcomed the rising seniors first, then worked down the list until she recognized the new class of freshmen, reminding them of their 'Handmaiden Duties,' whatever that was. I looked to Rio who was stifling to suppress some dark glee, undoubtedly at my expense. The Chancellor of FFU worked us through some of what I assumed was normal school crap plus a reminder to review with diligence their code of moral and ethical behaviors and the names of their spiritual guidance counselors in case they felt wickedness overcoming them. Considering the thin white blouses and the short, pleated plaid skirts, yours truly and the other men on campus were going to be scoring like mad, morals and ethics be damned. A closing prayer ended the meeting and we dispersed like good little sheep heading for our first class of the semester. Rio and I both had English Literature but in different rooms so she was kind/sadistic enough to drop me by my room before heading her own way. I walked in and took a middle seat. Once again all the girls looked at me funny when they came in and I couldn't miss the fact that in a classroom size of twenty, we had nineteen girls and only one guy, me. I was mulling this over (I'm actually a smart guy but I admit, I hadn't been showing it too much recently) when our teacher came in. Her name was Ms. Goodswell (no lie) and she was a gorgeous brunette with breasts of greater proportions than Barbie Lynn's, and the rest just got lusher. Ms.  Goodswell leaned against the front of her large wooden writing desk and used her tablet to scroll down the roll call. I was number three. "Braxton," her sugary sweet voice drawled out. "Glenda Braxton." I shifted in my seat. "Here," I said in a clear masculine voice, "but I go by Zane." Ms.  Goodswell looked up over her reading glasses, expecting something other than me. As she looked at me her eyes grew larger, and she looked, and she looked. "What are you wearing?" she asked crisply. "What my Aunt told me was proper school attire, Ms. Goodswell," I replied tentatively. "Proper attire is clearly outlined, white blouse and a pleated blue and gold tartan skirt with white knee sox and black shoes. Men wear pants; women wear skirts," she clarified. I imagine my jaw dropped open at that one. Finally, I stood up so she could get a good look at me. "I'm dressed correctly, then I'm a guy," I insisted. Ms. Goodswell had looked annoyed but now she looked pissed. She strode boldly toward me, heels clicking against the marble floor. "So you insist that you are a man, do you?" she snapped. Before I could do anything but nod she slapped a cupped hand against my crotch. I coughed in pain. I became aroused despite the mild discomfort because I was now gazing down into Ms. Goodswell's ample bosom. Her eyes went from angry to utter shock. "You are a man," she whispered in horror. "What are you doing in my class?" I reached into my book bag and got my schedule, letting her gaze on it. I noticed her hand stayed on my crotch. "Nine a.m., English Lit. 101 in room 204, Denning Hall V. Goodswell," I read out loud. Ms. Goodswell read it over while she massaged my growing shaft; subconsciously or not, I wasn't sure. "Very well," she said decisively. She turned back and returned to the roll. As I sat down I had that creepy feeling that everyone else was staring at me, or more precisely, my Goodswell-inspired hard on. After that little bit of drama the actual class was okay. Ms. Goodswell was pretty bright and made our upcoming journey into the works of a bunch of old dead British guys sound fun. When the bell rang we got up and started to file out but Ms. Goodswell motioned me to wait for the others to leave us alone. It didn't work out that way; the other girls hovered right outside the door. "Okay, Mr. Braxton, what are you trying to prove?" she accused me with some real heat. "Please, Ms. Goodswell, believe me; I haven't a clue what is going on here. I woke up with a girl in my room this morning, I began. "You had a girl in your room this morning? That didn't take you long," she said bitterly. "No, wait; it was my assigned roommate, Rio Talon, and she was on her side of the room. It is okay because they accidently stuck me on a girl's floor in the dorm because there were girls in the showers too," I continued. "Didn't you thing that was a bit odd?" she asked suspiciously. "Not really, ma'am. I've spent the last two years with missionaries in rural Thailand; I'm used to bathing with naked women all the time. Initially, I figured this was some sort of bureaucratic snafu but after doing my own quick census of your class, I think I've missed something crucial," I explained. "Mr. Braxton, Zane, this is an all-girls school; men are not allowed. We can't even employ a man under the age of forty-five," she informed me while studying my expression. While my cock would have done summersaults of joy, my brain was looking at my access to my trust fund going down the toilet. "I apologize. I'm pretty sure my Aunt Jill didn't know and I assure you, I was ignorant of this fact. What do we do now?" I sighed. "I believe you, Mr., .Zane. No one would use this as an excuse after going through all the trouble to sneak in here. For now, you continue to your classes and I'll inform your other instructors of this, extraordinary event. Expect to spend lunch with the Chancellor so that we can extricate you from this situation. Can I rely on you to be good in the interim?" "I'll do my best," I promised. She dismissed me and began using her phone. When I slipped out of the room, my classmates made room enough for me to make my way down the hall. "Zane!" a young female voice called out. I turned around to see Ms. Brunette. "Is it true you are a freshman here?" I was sure she would be pissed for the whole 'Professor' gag Rio had played and I'd unwittingly gone along with. "Yes," I confessed. She'd assumed I was a teacher because I was male and I hadn't corrected her. "Kiss me!" she beamed hungrily. That was not what I expected but I reacted quickly and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips. Ms. Brunette looked upset. "You can do better than that," she commanded. Again, not what I expected; I put my book bag down, took hers off her shoulder and placed it next to mine. I started off with a repeat of the last kiss but instead of that being the ending point, I used it as a foundation to build upon. I slowly drew her in; she pulled her arms up between us and cupped my face as I dipped her with enough tongue action to make our steamy embrace a thermographic exploration of lust. We kissed for over a minute before I brought her up and let her go. "Better?" I murmured to her. Ms. Brunette nodded dreamily. As I retrieved my book bag from the floor I realized I was adrift in a sea of lonely young women. I could now empathize with that lost baby seal who found itself surrounded by a pod of killer whales. "Kiss me!" insisted a blonde. "No, me; I was here first." "I'm a senior; I go first," demanded a breathtaking black woman. I didn't know what was going on and I had no idea how to deal with this bizarre situation but all that was taken out of my hands by the next noise I heard. "Get off me, bitch," I heard Rio shout out, followed by a slap and her scream. Rio was hardly my friend, in fact, she had used me for her own personal amusement for the entire time I'd known her, but she was my roommate, an outsider, and I was sure no one else would come to her aid. I shouldered my way in the directions of her screams and sobs, parting the last few girls separating us. Rio was on her stomach on the floor with three girls gathered over her. Closest to me was one with thick, wavy black hair and dark skin who had her foot pushing down on Rio's ass. The second one, who appeared to be the leader, was a black girl with shiny black hair in an intricate weave and was bouncing on Rio's back, yanking her hair back painfully, and was taunting Rio, saying she was supposed to be a good little beast of burden as well as mocking her as a 'felon'. The last tormentor was the only one facing me, though she was preoccupied with holding Rio's arms forward so she couldn't reach back to scratch the ringleader. It wasn't hard for me to figure out what to do. When Weave started bouncing up, I swept the legs out from under the other wavy-haired girl, sending her toppling backwards. I then put a boot to the black girl's ass, propelling her into the spectators on the far side of us. I didn't even bother with girl number three. I grabbed Rio by the arm and yanked her up and swung her behind me. It turned out to be a good choice because when the black girl back-flipped up in one fluid move, she landed in a martial arts fighting stance. I had a fight on my hands, or would have if the bell hadn't rung. As it was, the black girl looked both outraged and shocked when she took in my gender and my counter-stance. A flood of girls suddenly separated us. Rio took the opportunity to grab her book bag, then my hand, and together we bolted to our next class which was, oddly enough, Biblical Archeology but without the procreation parts. Our professor, Mrs. Carradine, treated me a bit coldly but the attention directed my way by the student body was anything but. I had barely pulled out my book when the girl behind me tapped my shoulder and slipped me a note. You will take my book bag to lunch and eat lunch with me. Dove Foster I furrowed my brow and showed the note to Rio who was sitting next to me. She smiled and whispered, "Handmaiden's Duty," in a condescending tone. "Didn't you read your handbook?" Any further conversation was cut short by Mrs. Carradine's blistering glare. For some reason, Buddy Jesus kept me safe from anymore female attention until the class ended and I began to make my way out. I took some comfort that Rio stayed close to my side. My Social Secretary "Zane. Zane Braxton, do you mind if I call you Zane?" babbled a shorter, slender girl with shoulder length black hair and glasses as she grabbed my elbow in a death grip from behind. "You can't ask him to do anything until he steps out of class," Rio cautioned the newcomer. Now I had to decide whether or not I'd be a slave to Dove for an hour because technically she appeared to be in violation of the rules, which I knew no

September 2025's LSAT proved to be one for the record books, as the test makers chose to forego the usual routine of mixing old sections with new, and instead presented exclusively first-use material for the entire week. But fear not: Dave and Jon weathered the storm and managed to track it all, compiling the entire catalogue of content! In Episode 172 they outline everything on offer, noting what was real and experimental, and detailing the scoring scales for all the content combinations.

The August 2025 LSAT has finally concluded after four frenzied days of testing, and as always Jon and Dave are on the scene to cut through the noise and separate the facts from the fiction. In Episode 171 they provide a detailed breakdown of what was scored and what wasn't (including that mysterious pair of Reading Comp sections!), curve estimates for every test form given, and an assessment of their latest Crystal Ball predictions to see if they kept their winning streak alive!

Artificial intelligence is quickly transforming the educational landscape.  AI offers immersive learning experiences, opportunities for enhanced engagement, and increased accessibility for students in the classroom.  Listen as Dr. Ann Lê discusses how AI is changing education and how school systems can learn to embrace this technology.   This podcast is made possible by generous funding from the Sheppard Spouses' Club. To learn more, visit https://sheppardspousesclub.org/.   Audio mixing by Concentus Media, Inc., Temple, Texas.   Show Notes: Resources:   AI Tools:   Khanmigo https://www.khanmigo.ai/   Magic School https://www.magicschool.ai/   Eduaide https://www.eduaide.ai/   Gradescope https://www.gradescope.com/   Curipod https://curipod.com/   Speechify https://speechify.com/?srsltid=AfmBOooh4FHBTOh4GidnMpckbi5XKM8sfkHS4qwRUI_cZoU4_mEPx11X   Bio: Dr. Ann H. Lê is a visionary Special Education Consultant and advocate with over two decades of service and leadership in education. Through her consulting practice, Lê Consulting, she partners with families, educators, and institutions to improve outcomes for students with disabilities by offering expert guidance in areas such as behavior intervention, inclusive practices, and compliance.   Her career spans a wide range of roles, including special education teacher, educational diagnostician, ARD facilitator, behavior specialist, and Assistant Director of Special Education, each grounded in a deep commitment to equity, access, and student-centered practices.    Dr. Lê holds a Doctor of Education (Ed.D.) in Educational Leadership and a Master of Education (M.Ed.) in Special Education from Sam Houston State University, as well as a Bachelor of Science (B.S.) in Neuroscience, Pre-Law, and Pre-Medicine from Baylor University. In addition to her academic credentials, Dr. Lê is a certified Principal as Instructional Leader and Educational Diagnostician, and holds multiple Texas educator certifications, including in English as a Second Language (ESL), General Education, and Special Education.   A published author and sought-after speaker, Dr. Lê has presented on topics ranging from restorative practices and mental health to school discipline and leadership. She serves on several doctoral dissertation committees and advisory boards, including those at Sam Houston State University and Rice University's Baker Institute for Public Policy. Her interdisciplinary approach bridges education, public policy, and health, making her a trusted voice across sectors.   In recognition of her impact, Dr. Lê was named the 2023 Distinguished Educator of the Year by Sam Houston State University, where she also served as the honored commencement speaker. While she currently serves as Manager of the Highly Mobile and At-Risk Student Programs Unit at the Texas Education Agency—overseeing initiatives such as the Military-Connected Students Program and Purple Star Campus Designation—her insights on this podcast reflect her personal and professional experiences as an educator.   Disclaimer: All views and opinions expressed during this session are solely those of Dr. Ann H. Lê and do not represent the stance of the Texas Education Agency.

Let me ask you a question. When you think about bipolar disorder, what comes to mind? Tune in to this insightful conversation I had with Sarah I. Fox, host of the Rough Edges Podcast‪.‬ I learned so much about what it means for faith and mental health to intersect. Here is a little bit of info about Sarah I. Fox: Sarah I. Fox is a Christian woman who empowers others to embrace hope in a world that says otherwise. She is a recent graduate of Liberty University with an M.S. in Criminal Justice: Forensic Psychology. She is also an alumna of The King's College with a B.A. in Politics, Philosophy, and Economics with a Pre-Law minor. Sarah currently works as a Case Manager for justice-involved individuals. With this profession, Sarah spends most of her time providing resources and support to individuals who are participating in this supervised release program. She is also the host of the top 10% globally ranked podcast called “Rough Edges Podcast with Sarah I. Fox” where she shares educational tools about mental health, anecdotes from her healing journey, and the intersection between faith and mental illness. Sarah also loves performing spoken word, writing for her blog, all things purple, and trying new exotic foods. Catch with all things Sarah at roughedgespodcast.com Feel free to leave a review/rating/comment on Spotify and let us know what you thought about today's episode! #newepisodealert #newepisode #mentalhealth #bipolardisorder #SarahIFox #roughedgespodcast #season3 #beechannel27

Episode 170 contains the full June 2025 LSAT breakdown, both international and domestic, where Dave and Jon outline every scored and experimental section in use all week, an analysis of how their latest Crystal Ball predictions turned out, and the scoring scales for each test format seen. Don't miss this comprehensive review of one of the biggest tests of the year!

In Episode 169, Jon and Dave open up their student mailbag once again! This time they focus on admissions, tackling topics like what outcomes you can expect with a low GPA, how to make the most of a nontraditional or non-law background, the consequences of academic infractions, and even the process—and likelihood—of transferring to a new law school after your first year.

Josh and Nathan advise “Medicine Matt” to slow down, take a gap year (or more), get legal-adjacent experience in healthcare, and focus on earning a high LSAT. His STEM background can be a strength if paired with a clear career path and strong application.Read more on our website. Email daily@lsatdemon.com with questions or comments. Watch this episode on YouTube!

05/15/25: Dr. Thomas Ambrosio is a Professor of Political Science at NDSU. He is currently the advisor for the department’s Pre-Law program. Joel is joined by Dr. Ambrosio on "News and Views" to get his expertise on President Trump's visit to Qatar and deal with Syria. (Joel Heitkamp is a talk show host on the Mighty 790 KFGO in Fargo-Moorhead. His award-winning program, “News & Views,” can be heard weekdays from 8 – 11 a.m. Follow Joel on X/Twitter @JoelKFGO.)See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

For most of the second half of 20th century, the Supreme Court has wrestled with finding a balance between the Free Exercise of religion and the Establishment Clause, offering several tests to test the limits of permissible accommodation without the undue appearance of government endorsement. Among those tests has been a little-thing called the “play in the joints,” famously introduced in Walz v. Tax Commissioner of New York (1970). In this episode, I explore this concept with Falco Anthony Muscante II, whose paper in the Ave Marie Law Review is called “Play in the Joints” Among the Religion Clauses: Rebuilding the Strong Joints the Framers Formed. In our conversation, we discuss the history of the religious clause and what the framers intended, how the concept emerged and became weaponized in Locke v. Davey (2003), why the Court has latched on to the idea of state neutrality and how that impacts religion, and more. Falco Anthony Muscante II earned his J.D. in 2023 from the Duquesne University School of Law, where he served on the executive boards for the Law Review and Appellate Moot Court Board. He is an alumnus of Grove City College, where he graduated summa cum laude with a B.S. Management, minor in Pre-Law, and concentration in Human Resources. Falco is a litigation associate at a big law firm in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, soon headed to clerk for the Third Circuit. Cross & Gavel is a production of CHRISTIAN LEGAL SOCIETY. The episode was produced by Josh Deng, with music from Vexento

The 2025 US News law school rankings have been released, setting the “official” standard by which schools will be compared to one another for the upcoming admissions cycle. In Episode 168, Dave and Jon offer their take on this year's rankings, including the controversial metrics and weighting involved, the most prominent winners and losers as schools rise and fall, and—above all—exactly what these rankings mean to you as an applicant!

After three long, confusion-filled days, the April 2025 LSAT has mercifully ended, and as always Jon and Dave are on the scene to help explain one of the strangest tests in recent memory. Tune in to Episode 167 for a section-by-section analysis of what was scored and what was experimental, scale predictions for every test form combination and what they mean for your results, and, as always, the accuracy and applicability of their latest Crystal Ball predictions! 

In Episode 166, Dave and Jon go head-to-head on five of the most contentious issues that often divide LSAT students and prep providers, serving up their unique—and at times opposing—perspectives on these hot-button topics. Tune in to hear them debate everything from whether to read the stimulus or question stem first, when and why you should cancel your score, the value of diagramming, their ideal pre-test routine, and even the utility of the LSAT itself!

Zak is a 2L at Widener Delaware Law, and currently works as the Founder of Balancing the Scales. Zak's journey is a testament to not only taking opportunities, but making your own! Zak and I start prior to his arrival to Delaware Law, where Zak would participate in fascinating Pre-Law programs, being Eversheds Sutherland Scholar, as well as an Afro Scholar at Kirkland Ellis. These experiences would lay the foundations for his interest in Law School, as well as what he would want to do in the future, as they touched on all areas of the Law, with a wealth of experience. We then moved to Zak's first year of Law School, where it was extremely difficult but by leveraging the mentors and connections from the Pre-Law programs it allowed him to get a better understanding of the material. Zak would key in on how vital setting and sticking to your expectations and goals is in terms of grades. Zak would be in the top of his class, and they directly aligned to the action steps he was taking. During spring semester of his 1L year, after finding a lack of resources for pre-law and law students alike, Zak would take the initiative and found Balancing the Scales, a passion project and brainchild of Zak as he sought to "level the playing field" by increasing access to information and resources for diverse and first-generation law students. Through webinars, mentorship, networking events, and scholarship opportunities, the Balance The Scales platform is intended to do exactly what its name suggests.Finally, we went through Zak's internships and their impact on his future plans, finding areas that are interesting and intellectually challenging. Zak suggests to those going to Law School and those in it to send emails to professionals and build out a network of veteran lawyers to help and support them through their journey. This episode with Zak further shows how important it is to take the initiative and create opportunities for yourself that will pay dividends for the rest of your life! Zak's LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/zakariyya-allenBalancing the Scales: https://sites.google.com/view/balancingthescales/homeBe sure to check out the Official Sponsors for the Lawyers in the Making Podcast:Rhetoric - takes user briefs and motions and compares them against the text of opinions written by judges to identify ways to tailor their arguments to better persuade the judges handling their cases. Rhetoric's focus is on persuasion and helps users find new ways to improve their odds of success through more persuasive arguments. Find them here: userhetoric.comThe Law School Operating System™ Recorded Course - This course is for ambitious law students who want a proven, simple system to learn every topic in their classes to excel in class and on exams. Go to www.lisablasser.com, check out the student tab with course offerings, and use code LSOSNATE10 at checkout for 10% off Lisa's recorded course!Start LSAT - Founded by former guest and 21-year-old super-star, Alden Spratt, Start LSAT was built upon breaking down barriers, allowing anyone access to high-quality LSAT Prep. For $110 you get yourself the Start LSAT self-paced course, and using code LITM10 you get 10% off the self-paced course! Check out Alden and Start LSAT at startlsat.com and use code LITM10 for 10% off the self-paced course!Lawyers in the Making Podcast is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. Get full access to Lawyers in the Making Podcast at lawyersinthemaking.substack.com/subscribe

Would you like to know how our students got accepted into Ivy Leagues & Top-tier colleges, especially in competitive fields such as Computer Science,  Pre-Med, and Pre-Law? Or, learn why you are actually decreasing your chances of getting accepted into your dream colleges without even realizing it? If you find yourself asking these questions, and are left yearning for the most robust strategies to help you stand out in this competitive landscape, this episode is perfect for you. Today, I'm sharing the audio of the Free Live Training that I just hosted last week, where I revealed our brand new presentation on 5 proven college admission strategies you must implement in order for you to stand out and get accepted into your dream colleges. By implementing at least one of these 5 strategies I share, and taking action correctly, you will see a dramatic difference in the way you view & approach your own college admissions journey. I'm hosting a Free Live Workshop this Wednesday, March 12th that I highly recommend you attend. During this live training, you'll learn 5 Proven College Admissions Strategies That Got My Students Accepted Into Ivy League & Top-tier Colleges In 2024. You'll also learn about the latest trends that we're seeing in college admissions, along with any recent policy changes occuring in the college admissions landscape. I can't wait to support you! You can reserve your free seat at https://passionprep.com/live//!   Get ready to open your “Congratulations, You're Accepted!” letter from your dream college! You can reserve your spot for Passion Project Bootcamp 2025, our 1-year group college consulting program to get you ACCEPTED into your dream college using your passion, strength and potential. Start your journey to your dream college at https://passionprep.com/bootcamp! Also, every year I work with a select 10 students with the college essay and application process, and our application to the program is going to go live in a few days for the Class of 2026 students. This intensive program starts in March 2025 and ends next January 2026, and you can reach out to our Support Team at info@passionprep.com for the application. Please note, if you are not our current Passion Prep student, we're going to give priority to our students first, as availability is very limited. As always, if you have questions, please reach out to our Support Team at info@passionprep.com. Also, I'd love to connect with you on Instagram – our Instagram handle is: www.instagram.com/passion_prep.

BYUH Pre-law Society Club officers Valerie Agustin and Reese Clarke share how the club can help students prepare for law school. 

Ben is a University of Queensland Graduate and currently works as the Founder of PreLawPro. Ben's journey to Law School and the Law, takes us from Law School graduate to lawyer, then from Australia to London, and now Texas becoming a Pre-law and professional development expert. Ben and I started at Law School, where Ben would embark on his journey, enjoying the experience, while also working at a Rugby store, building those soft skills. We then moved to his post-graduation jobs, trying different areas, and working at different firms. After 3 years in Australia, Ben would head off to London, but the decision did not come without its doubters. Ben would spend 4 years in London at TLT, and not enjoying everything, he decided to head off to the United States of America, more specifically, to Baylor University, becoming the Pre-Law Program Manager. After 5 years as the Pre-law Program Manager at Baylor, this would lead Ben to hang his shingle, Founding PreLawPro in 2022. Ben would speak at length about PreLawPro where he focuses on helping students with the JD and LLMs admissions process, and professional development for Pre-Law, Law students, and early Legal Professionals. Finally Ben and I would speak about the Big 4 of College Success, Grades and GPA, Networking with Professors and Professionals, building a Resume, and gathering intelligence for the present, and future. Ben's journey spans across the globe, with spectacular insights, for all three, Pre-Law Students, Law Students, and Legal Professionals! Be sure to check out PreLawPro, and Ben's Webinar with Miller Leonard, on March 29th, 2025, all about Mastering the Art of Legal Job Hunting!Ben's LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/in/prelawproPreLawPro: http://www.prelawpro.com/Beyond OCI: Mastering the Art of Legal Job Hunting: https://us02web.zoom.us/webinar/register/WN_i3Pd6kcdTGilF45WstaAMg#/registrationThe Lawyers in the Making Podcast is going live! If you are in the Albany Area on February 20th, at 7 PM, at Albany Law School, be sure to sign up below for an opportunity to join us for a one-of-a-kind event!Registration Link: https://apply.albanylaw.edu/register/lawyersinthemaking2025Be sure to check out the Official Sponsors for the Lawyers in the Making Podcast:Rhetoric - takes user briefs and motions and compares them against the text of opinions written by judges to identify ways to tailor their arguments to better persuade the judges handling their cases. Rhetoric's focus is on persuasion and helps users find new ways to improve their odds of success through more persuasive arguments. Find them here: userhetoric.comThe Law School Operating System™ Recorded Course - This course is for ambitious law students who want a proven, simple system to learn every topic in their classes to excel in class and on exams. Go to www.lisablasser.com, check out the student tab with course offerings, and use code LSOSNATE10 at checkout for 10% off Lisa's recorded course!Start LSAT - Founded by former guest and 21-year-old super-star, Alden Spratt, Start LSAT was built upon breaking down barriers, allowing anyone access to high-quality LSAT Prep. For $110 you get yourself the Start LSAT self-paced course, and using code LITM10 you get 10% off the self-paced course! Check out Alden and Start LSAT at startlsat.com and use code LITM10 for 10% off the self-paced course!Lawyers in the Making Podcast is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. Get full access to Lawyers in the Making Podcast at lawyersinthemaking.substack.com/subscribe

Sophia Lee, a TikTok influencer working in Big Law, shares career insights, advice for aspiring lawyers, and a glimpse into her daily life. Connect w/ Sophia Lee! https://www.tiktok.com/@sophhialee 0:00 - Introduction 0:48 - Meet Sophia Lee 2:44 - First 6 months of experience working in Big Law 5:10 - What she loves about her job in Big Law 7:21 - What surprises her about the Big Law world 8:51 - Andy shares his experience meeting Googlers at a friend's birthday party 9:54 - Was it competitive to get into Big Law or a top 20 law firm? 11:43 - What drives her to pursue a career in Law 14:06 - Why she switched from pre-med to law 16:57 - Sophia graduating with a Bachelor in Psychology w/Pre-Law, Taking a Gap Year 17:19 - The journey to become licensed lawyer 18:23 - Difference between studying law in Australia vs. the US 19:53 - Big Law's first-year associate earning $200k/year vs. Private Law firm's first-year associate earning $100k/year 21:11 - Can you study law regardless of your undergraduate degree? 22:18 - Preparation for the upcoming LSAT 23:51 - Why doesn't Sophia apply to law school with her current LSAT score? 24:59 - Sophia shares which law schools she wants to attend 25:39 - Is it possible to climb the ranks in Big Law without a law degree? 26:34 - Sophia shares that she was born in South Korea and moved to the US when she was 3 years old 27:10 - Sophia shares her experience living in New York 28:15 - Which law firm she wants to work for 30:11 - Why she chose to study law in LA rather than New York 31:52 - The differences between the TV show "Suits" and the real legal field 35:08 - How do lawyers study ethics and then represent someone who is obviously guilty? 38:43 - How would Sophia ethically represent someone who has stolen a large amount of money? 41:36 - What makes a lawyer a good lawyer? 44:20 - Who is responsible for getting the best price when selling a company? 45:19 - What is litigation? 46:55 - Sophia discusses working in litigation in the corporate world 48:48 - Day-to-day tasks working in the corporate world 54:53 - Using AI/ChatGPT in the legal field 56:29 - The type of law she wants to pursue after earning her law degree 59:08 - Sophia discusses wanting a family while working in Big Law 1:01:01 - How her psychology degree plays a role in her job 1:04:23 - What does it take to succeed in the corporate world? 1:09:19 - What drives her to always learn from others 1:11:32 - Sophia shares their dynamic with her younger brother (Are they similar or different?) 1:12:45 - Sophia shares the dangers of working in criminal law 1:15:01 - Does Sophia see herself working 80-hour weeks until she's 60? 1:16:05 - Lawyers who aim to save the world but end up stuck in the corporate world 1:16:47 - Why she wants to be a voice for children in the legal field 1:18:42 - Is Sophia similar to her parents? How do you raise children to want to take on the family business? 1:21:14 - How does Sophia get paid overtime for work? 1:21:46 - Sophia shares her experience working remotely from home 1:23:20 - Sophia shares her social life despite a busy work schedule 1:25:47 - How she met her old group of friends 1:26:56 - How her recent breakup affected her friend circle 1:29:48 - The reasons for her recent breakup 1:31:14 - Andy shares feeling intimidated by Sophia at the start of the podcast 1:33:12 - How she manages her messages and calls every day 1:35:40 - How she stays in touch with friends 1:37:04 - How she started creating TikTok content 1:41:43 - Why she doesn't post on TikTok the same day she creates content 1:43:08 - Types of recovery process 1:47:01 - Sophia compliments Andy's Australian accent 1:48:14 - Recent life discoveries 1:51:40 - Goals for the next 6 months 1:54:56 - Connect with Sophia 1:55:22 - Outro

Can you trust your pre-law advisor? Not if you're an undergraduate student at the University of Kansas. This week Ben and Nathan criticize a school that's notorious for misleading pre-law students about their law-school prospects. The guys also share simple tactics for ignoring the clock on the LSAT, and they calm a listener who's frustrated by their progress in Reading Comprehension. Study with our Free Plan Download our iOS app Watch Episode 488 on YouTube 1:28 - Fighting Bad Habits - Ben and Nathan share some tips for regaining your composure when you catch yourself rushing on timed practice. Here's a simple one: breathe. 7:37 - RC Blues - Listener De'Andre wants to improve faster in Reading Comprehension. Nathan and Ben instruct De'Andre to stop looking for shortcuts and to work on understanding one sentence at a time. 17:24 - What's the Deal with…? - The guys pass judgment on the University of Kansas School of Law, which uses predatory admissions practices against its own undergraduate students. 1:06:09 - 3+3 Program - An anonymous listener declines some unhelpful guidance from their prelaw advisor. 1:12:22 - Word of the Week - We accept as an axiom that the LSAT makes perfect sense.

In Episode 162, Dave and Jon tackle one of the trickiest concepts on the LSAT: Principle Questions. Tune in to hear them break down this common and confusing question type, as they explore specific examples and apply solution strategies that will help you conquer every form of this notoriously tough idea.

Applying for Medical School (aka Med School) is one of the most stressful times for future doctors. Is it possible to go that route while taking a non-traditional path? In this episode, we welcome on special guest Sam Goldman, who's a living case study of resilience & dedication. She's currently in the process of interviewing for med schools after starting her college career in Pre-Law at WashU (Washington University in St. Louis). Hear why she switched from Pre-Law to Pre-Med, the courses you have to take to get into med school, whether it's okay to retake the MCAT, the easiest & hardest parts of the med school application process, and the experiences that help out in med school interviews & application essays. Connect with Sam on LinkedIn, and Subscribe to College Bound Mentor on your favorite podcast platform and learn more at CollegeBoundMentor.com

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Text Kristen your thoughts or feedback about the showJaci Russo, PCM, shares her journey from aspiring lawyer to branding expert, navigating unexpected opportunities in entertainment and marketing industries. Hear about her start with a creative agency, pioneering early internet marketing for movies, to ultimately founding her own successful ad agency. Delve into her strategies for creating strategic brand plans, understanding target audiences, and standing out in competitive markets using techniques like 'Razor Branding.' Learn about balancing personal and professional life and leveraging DISC personality profiles for effective marketing.Jaci also discusses her book and podcast, offering tools and insights for building and understanding brands of all sizes.Connect with Jaci on social @ JaciRusso (Instagram | Facebook | LinkedIn) and check out the free resources on Brand State U.Last but not least, you can find Jaci's book on Amazon: He Said, She Said: BrandingICYMI: Episode 109 with Dr. Laura Sicola shares more on branding and crafting a compelling elevator pitch.*** Freebie alert! Build Your Lead Management Fairytale Workflow with 17hats Say "goodbye" to inbox chaos and "hello" to streamlined lead management that saves time and boosts your business. This free guide will walk you through how to build a lead management workflow with 17hats' premier package.

The last and largest LSAT of 2024 is  finally over, meaning Jon and Dave are free and clear to tell you all about it! In Episode 161 they cover the November test start to finish, discussing the record number of scored and experimental sections used, the relative difficulty of everything given, their expectations for the numerous scoring scales, and—to top it all off—the accuracy of the predictions from their latest Crystal Ball/Miniball webinars (hint: they got this one exactly right).

For over four years, Dave and Jon have undertaken a truly daring feat: before every LSAT they have attempted to predict the precise content—from source test reuse to specific passage topics—that would appear on the upcoming exam. And for 29 of the last 31 tests they've gotten it right. These notorious “Crystal Ball” webinars are immensely popular, but often misunderstood, so in Episode 160 they offer a peak behind the curtain, explaining what they're doing, how they do it, and most importantly the value students can derive from these one-of-a-kind sessions.

2024's second-to-last LSAT has finally ended, which means Jon and Dave are free to tell you all about it! Tune in to hear their overview of student feedback and general difficulty, a section-by-section analysis of what was scored and what was experimental (Including Crystal Ball predictions), and, as always, curve estimates for every test form—international and domestic—and what they mean for your results.

I okey doke Maggie to join me for a podcast to promote her upcoming event hahah glad I did. We chatted recovery, bikes and booze! My kind of show. Oct 5th is their event at San Diego Harley show up SHOW OUT

As the September 2024 LSAT finally wraps up, Dave and Jon are on the scene with a full breakdown. Tune in to hear a section-by-section analysis of what was scored and what was experimental, scale predictions for every test form combination and what they mean for your results, and, as always, the accuracy and applicability of their latest Crystal Ball predictions!  

Jon and Dave are back with another of their popular Student Mailbag discussions! In Episode 157, they tackle questions related to a common admissions concern: how to best handle abnormal gaps or low points in your academic (and in one instance, personal) record. So if you've ever had an extended break from school, or a rough patch grade-wise, or even a challenging personal issue that law schools may see, you'll find the guidance you need right here.

Living & Learning International, in collaboration with Baltimore Urban Studies (BUS), is proud to introduce Living & Learning East Coast, a programmatic expansion for our students to engage Philadelphia, New York City, and Washington, D.C. through internships and experiential learning. Since December 2020, the BUS has welcomed students from over 10 universities, representing a wide array of academic majors. This success fuels our ongoing commitment to providing transformative educational experiences that bridge classroom theory with real-world application. Students participating in Living & Learning East Coast will be based at our Baltimore Urban Study (BUS) Center, perfectly situated to facilitate engagement with these four historic and dynamic East Coast cities. This expansion underscores our dedication to preparing students for leadership and success in their respective fields through immersive, hands-on experiences. This growth is made possible by our strong local partnerships and the invaluable addition of Peter Baker, PhD, former director of the CCCU's American Studies Program (Washington, D.C.), to our team. Dr. Baker's expertise will enable us to introduce new curriculum tracks that serve students majoring in Business, Communication, History, Political Science, Pre-Law, and Public Policy, as well as cultivate new internship partners in our expanded locations. We are excited about what the future holds for Living & Learning East Coast's unique and innovative approach to experiential learning, the continued support of our school-of-record, Messiah University, and our sharpened focus on helping students build a bridge from campus to career. To learn more, apply for the program, and follow along: Website: livingandlearningeastcoast.org Video Introduction Instagram: @livingandlearning_eastcoast

In Episode 156, Dave and Jon take on one of their toughest tasks in years: deconstructing the first modern LSAT without Logic Games. With August 2024 they determined multiple scored Reading Comprehension and Logical Reasoning sections, and they're here to explain every piece of it, from what was real and what was experimental, to their impressions of difficulty, to the scaling they anticipate applies to every section combination!

In this episode, Derrick T. Dortch joins Scott Kim, a seasoned Cyber Threat Intelligence (CTI) practitioner with years of experience at Fortune 10 companies specializing in threat research on ransomware groups and nation-state actors. Recently, Scott has presented at European conferences and shares his research on the latest cyber threats impacting today's world. In June 2024, Scott presented "Bandwagon Effects and Cyber Deceptions: ALPHV's Assault on Optum and the AT&T Outage" at the 2024 Hague Threat Intelligence Exchange (Hague TIX) in The Hague, Netherlands, hosted by Leiden University's Institute of Security and Global Affairs. In July 2024, he also delivered a presentation titled "Mitigating the Disruptive Impact of IoT Botnets in Cyberspace: A Case Study on the Mirai Botnet" at the Trusted Internet Summer School on Internet Governance and International Law (SSIGIL) in Łódź, Poland, hosted by the University of Łódź at the Faculty of Law and Administration. Additionally, Scott serves as the Vice President of the FBI Dallas Citizens Academy Alumni Association, where he oversees operational functions, manages social media engagement, and leads community outreach initiatives. He also teaches criminal justice courses as an associate faculty member. Scott previously worked as a CTG intern and progressed to the role of Cybersecurity Project Manager. He holds a Master of Science degree in Criminal Justice from Lamar University and a Bachelor of Arts in Criminal Justice with a minor in Pre-Law from the University of Texas at Arlington.  

To account for the August LSAT's massive format overhaul and the removal of Logic Games, Dave and Jon have made notable adjustments to their Crystal Ball webinar presentation for the August and September exams. In Episode 155, they explain precisely how the upcoming Crystal Ball will work, including who will have access, the content they intend to cover, and what the future holds for Crystal Ball sessions after the September test.

In this episode of KD Time, the host and guest, Sarah I. Fox, discuss comfort movies and TV shows, sharing personal experiences and insights. The conversation covers topics such as Twilight, Abbott Elementary, Tangled, and The Princess Diaries, highlighting the themes of escapism, self-discovery, friendship, and family. The discussion also delves into the impact of these comfort shows and movies on the speakers' lives. The conversation covers various shows and movies that bring comfort and joy, depicting relatable characters and heartwarming stories. The themes of family, faith, and personal growth are prevalent throughout the discussion, providing a sense of nostalgia and connection to the characters and their journeys. The conversation covers a range of comfort movies and TV shows that bring joy and solace to the speakers. They discuss the themes, characters, and emotional impact of these shows, sharing personal connections and memorable moments. Sarah I. Fox is a Christian woman who empowers others to embrace hope in a world that says otherwise. She is a recent graduate of Liberty University with an M.S. in Criminal Justice: Forensic Psychology. She is also an alumna of The King's College with a B.A. in Politics, Philosophy, and Economics with a Pre-Law minor. Sarah currently works as a Case Manager for justice-involved individuals. With this profession, Sarah spends most of her time providing resources and support to individuals who are participating in this alternative to incarceration program. She is also the host of the top 10% globally ranked podcast called “Rough Edges Podcast with Sarah I. Fox” where she shares educational tools about mental health, anecdotes from her healing journey, and the intersection between faith and mental illness. Sarah also loves performing spoken word, writing for her blog, all things purple, and trying new exotic foods. Find her right here linktr.ee/rough.edges.podcast If you like this, here is another place to find more of my content. linktr.ee/kdtime ENJOY>SUBSCRIBE>SHARE :) --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/kdtime/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/kdtime/support

Dr. Shirley Davis is the President and CEO of SDS Global Enterprises, Inc., and will be the closing keynote speaker at the In2Risk Conference this fall. Dr. Davis brings a unique background as a seasoned HR and Diversity & Inclusion global thought leader, a senior executive, a certified leadership coach, and a former Chief Diversity & Inclusion Officer for several major Fortune 100 companies. She has worked in more than 30 countries on five continents and delivers more than 80 speeches a year. She is the former Global Head of Diversity, Inclusion, and Workplace Strategies for the Society for Human Resource Management (SHRM) and earned the highest designation in the speaking industry as a Certified Speaking Professional, bestowed by the National Speakers Association. She holds a Bachelor's in Pre-Law, a Master's in HR Management, a Ph.D. in Business and Organization Management, and is a former Ms. America United States. She is also a featured author for LinkedIn Learning's online course, entitled “Inclusive Leadership.”   In this episode of the In The Know podcast, Chris Hampshire and Dr. Davis explore innovative strategies for attracting the best talent, developing future leaders, and enhancing inclusiveness and involvement in the insurance industry.   Key Takeaways   A lifelong learner, Dr. Davis started in banking and has worked in a wide variety of industries. As a woman of color, Dr. Davis has earned her place at the table as a credible voice and now shares her empowering strategies with others. Bringing your best self to work starts with working at an organization that values great talent. Developing a meaningful life starts with the internal work of finding your personal power. The power of analyzing the “what if” questions that plague all of us. Dr. Davis's advice on the best way to attract new talent to the insurance industry. Developing talent and clearly defining the career path starts with closing the leadership gap. Best practices to enhance inclusiveness and encourage involvement in insurance. Tactics for effectively messaging the value of the insurance industry from a humanitarian perspective. Dr. Davis shares her journey from the corporate sector into her own independent consulting business. The importance of surrounding yourself with people who are going to push you into your destiny. The writing process for Dr. Davis started with her successful speaking endeavors. A five-year look at the future of the insurance industry and the demand for entrepreneurship. Dr. Davis reflects on the risk-taking approach she wishes she would have taken in her career.   Quotes “It has certainly been a journey to get a seat at the table, becoming that person that is heard, seen, and perceived as credible.” “[Bringing your best self to work] starts with working at an organization that really does value great talent.” “In order to get a seat at the table, I've got to do some things for myself first.” “Every one of us wants meaning and significance. Every one of us wants to feel like we are being fulfilled and living our best life.” “Understanding what this next generation of talent needs and what their expectations are and understanding what they are asking for is very, very important.” “Relationships are the new currency. You've got to get around people who are not afraid of your BHAG.” “We want to hear from people who are going to push us into our destiny.”

It's an emotional day in LSAT land, as the last-ever test with Logic Games has officially concluded. In Episode 154, Jon and Dave bid games farewell while also breaking down all of the content that was tested—both international and domestic—outlining the scored sections, their difficulty, the accuracy of the latest Crystal Ball predictions, and as always their anticipated scaling curves for every section combination.

Episode 153 sees Dave and Jon dive into another mailbag of student questions, focusing in particular on the upcoming June LSAT and the final administration of Logic Games. Give them a listen as they address what to do in the final days leading up to this monumental exam—from how to approach the home stretch to deciding whether it's the right test for you—and then preview August and beyond!

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There's an old law school adage, “Letters of Recommendation won't get you in...but they can certainly keep you out.” In Episode 152, Jon and Dave explore this crucial admissions component, explaining how Letters of Rec work, who should write yours, how to ensure you get the best possible recommendations, and the pitfalls to avoid as you finalize your application.

It's that time of year again: after an error-plagued preview in early April, with 80 (!) schools ranked incorrectly, US News has finally re-released their “correct” 2024-2025 law school rankings. In Episode 151, Dave and Jon break down the algorithm behind the rankings, sift through the biggest winners and losers as schools moved up and down the list, and offer insights into just how much weight you should give these standings as you decide where to attend!

With the April 2024 LSATs finally behind us, Jon and Dave are here with a full breakdown! In this episode they analyze all of the April test forms—domestic and international—revealing source tests and how well they match the Crystal Ball predictions (spoiler: nailed it), highlight the most notable content that featured each day, and finally provide a section-by-section scale matrix to help you determine the exact curve for your particular exam.

On July 31, LSAC will introduce a brand new LSAT Writing assessment, moving from the traditional “decision prompt” construction, to a far-more involved—and 15-minute longer—design that includes a real-world issue accompanied by multiple, outside perspectives on it, all up for debate. Candidates will then craft an essay that not only tackles the issue at hand, but also assesses at least one of the accompanying viewpoints. In Episode 149, Dave and Jon break down every detail!

In anticipation of the removal of Logic Games beginning with the August 2024 LSAT, the test makers have released 58 reconfigured practice tests on their LawHub prep platform that conform to the upcoming exam structure. In episode 148, Jon and Dave highlight the key updates, including how the new tests were built, what they contain, and the scoring scale adjustments that accompany them. Anyone prepping for August and beyond should give this a listen!

The February 2024 LSAT is officially over, giving Dave and Jon license to reveal everything you need to know about it. Tune in as they outline the scored and experimental sections used, general impressions of difficulty, and, as always, their scoring scale predictions for every section combination!

The January 2024 LSAT proved a colossal kickoff to the year, with roughly 20,000 people testing over four full days! And as always, Jon and Dave tracked every minute of it and have the full recap: from the domestic tests to the internationals, they cover every section breaking down what was scored and what was experimental, the origins of each reuse (including the accuracy of their latest Crystal Ball), and the expected curves based on the difficulty of each test combination.

2023 provided a host of LSAT milestones, from LSAC's rocky new partnership with testing provider Prometric to the announcement that Logic Games were soon to be removed, and as tradition demands Dave and Jon are on scene to sum it all up. Kick off 2024 with them as they look back on the events of the past year, and offer insights into what the next 12 months have in store.

In Episode 144, Jon and Dave dig into our student mailbag once again, this time tackling questions focused on law school admissions. Tune in to hear them address graduate school credentials, how and when to write addenda, common character and fitness concerns, and a number of LSAT-related questions from the weight given to the test to how schools view multiple attempts to Score Preview and cancellations!