This is the All Local for Saturday, January 21st, 2023. Brought to you by Kathleen Marple Kalb.
Perhaps the most important episode you'll hear this year. (Cruising isn't just for boat owners. And...what are you *really* looking for?) Get The Book Want to enjoy your boat, visit awesome destinations, and skip the stress? Then be sure NOT to use any of the "handy tips" mentioned here. Author, sailor, and host of the How Not To Sail Podcast Bradford Rogers shares with you some of his easily-won but hard to forget advice with equal measures of wide-eyed befuddlement and extra-dry humor. (Shaken AND stirred.) Buy How Not To Sail at HowNotToSail.com/book How Not To Sail Email Newsletter Join the How Not To Sail email list and get the almost-sorta-biweekly newsletter at HowNotToSail.com/email Patreon Yes, you can join the Patreon crew and help keep How Not To Sail afloat (plus get way cool perks) for as little as $3 a month. Help Spread The Word! I'd love it if you could please share How Not To Sail with your Twitter followers. Click here to post a tweet! If you dug this episode, head over to Podchaser and kindly leave a review and follow the show! ...or as always, just tell a friend! Thanks!!! Music What Shall We Do With A Drunken Sailor? (Traditional) - performed by Bradford Rogers and Peter Suarez ⚓️
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This week we hear from Pamela Hardin, a water aerobics instructor at Columbia's Activity and Recreation Center. She's a water aerobics instructor at Columbia's activity and Recreation Center and leads a class called “Moving My Joints,” which is designed for those who have arthritis or just need slower paced exercise.She spoke with her student Jennifer Reed about how beneficial water workouts can be – no matter how old you are.
Dr. James Thorp reveals that babies have died from tainted breastmilk from the COVID shot. Constitutional expert, lawyer, author, pastor, and founder of Liberty Counsel Mat Staver discusses the important topics of the day with co-hosts and guests that impact life, liberty, and family. To stay informed and get involved - visit LC.org.
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Hailey Rose grew up in Atlanta and has always loved being a creative and the theatre. Despite being pushed to take the college path by her school, she decided to follow her passion and strengths. Hailey Rose Links https://linktr.ee/x.hailey.rose.x ABOUT PODCAST Skill Stadium podcast is the voice of the skilled trades. Every two weeks Tuesday morning, we feature guests from all over the world with the following backgrounds: Business Owners Hiring Managers Skilled Trades Professionals Trade School Administrators Career Coaches Skilled Trades Influencers The purpose of the podcast is to share stories, career advice, and job opportunities in the skilled trades. You are invited every week to listen in on a conversation with people who are passionate about the skilled trades. You get the information you cannot google, from real people doing the work. Skill Stadium Links Website www.skillstadium.com Apple https://podcasts.apple.com/nz/podcast/skill-stadium/id1530074050 Facebook https://www.facebook.com/SkillStadium4Jobs Instagram www.instagram.com/skillstadium/ YouTube Channel https://www.youtube.com/c/SkillStadium LinkedIn https://www.linkedin.com/company/skillstadium/?viewAsMember=true Twitter https://twitter.com/SkillStadium TikTok www.tiktok.com/@skillstadiumtradesjobs
Pushed for Time? This 25 minute row will fit in a great rowing workout for you. Getting harder as time passes.5 minutes - 20spm / Build up your pace to 2K+18 as your body warms up5 minutes - 20spm / 2K+18 pace (6/10 effort)5 minutes - 22spm / 2K+15 pace (7/10 effort)5 minutes - 24spm / 2K+12 pace (8/10 effort)5 minutes - 28spm / 2K+8 pace OR FASTER! (9-10/10 effort)There's no standalone warmup in this row. Just ease your body up to 2K+18 pace (around 6/10 on the effort scale) over the first five minutes. Then continue on with the row. Make sure to increase your pace by 3 seconds into the 22spm and the 24spm - and then for the 28spm, go 2K+8 OR FASTER! ❗ These Lunchtime Rows are intended to be one off ‘Emergency Sessions' that you can do any time you are short on time (not just over lunch breaks!) But they're not really grouped as a plan- so be sure to row them at and intensity your energy levels are good with - based on your recovery ❗00:00 Introduction01:50 Main Session28:23 Cooldown and stretching while I sign off. Get bonus content on Patreon Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
On this week's episode of The Van Maren Show, Jonathon interviews preeminent Christian scholar Nancy Pearcey on a variety of topics, including transgenderism, transhumanism, the World Economic Forum, and much more. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
NTD Business News: 1/10/20231. New Proposal to Lower Student Loan Payments2. Scott Gottlieb Pushed Censorship: Emails3. More Credit Card Holders Not Paying Off Debt4. Analyst: Credit Card Delinquency Not Up Yet5. Goldman Layoff 'Not Surprising,' Analysts Say
President Joe Biden is moving ahead with a plan to lower student loan repayments, but critics warn it could cost taxpayers more than expected. The latest Twitter Files drop seems to show Pfizer board member Scott Gottlieb pressuring Twitter to censor tweets. All the tweets went against the government's vaccination goals. A new report shows Americans finding it harder and harder to pay off credit card dues, as they continue to take on billions of dollars of debt each month. Fisher-Price recalls a baby sleeper again after more reports of infants dying. Law enforcement is warning about a new cryptocurrency scam. How can you protect yourself? ⭕️ Watch in-depth videos based on Truth & Tradition at Epoch TV
Yogi talks with UCLA wide receiver, Jake Bobo. He discusses what it was like to grow up in an extremely athletic family, making the move to UCLA and what that transition did for him as a player and a person, his view on leadership and getting ready for the NFL.It's storytime on 'The Afterglow' at the end of the episode.Come discover Jake Bobo's 'It Factor' on "The It Factory: Pac-12 Football with Yogi Roth" presented by Zayo. You can also watch this episode streaming on Pac-12 Insider. Go to www.pac-12.com/insider for more information on how to watch
In the original episode (S1 E31 aired December 15, 2022), we hear from Jeff Ma, the director at Softway who has been on the ride of moving from a logic first leadership approach to team-first. In this highlight episode, I focus on the realities of change, the current statistics that reflect the cost of stagnation to the bottom line and what is possible when leaders are courageous enough to shift their world view for the greater good of all... especially the bottom line. More about Jeff:Director at Softway & Culture+Follow Softway on LinkedIn to attend their Innovating Teams Webinar (sooo good)Jeff Ma is the Director of Product Development at Culture+, co-creator of the Seneca suite of products and services, host of the ‘Love As A Business Strategy' podcast, and WSJ Best Selling Author of 'Love as a Business Strategy.' As someone who thrived as a Command and Control leader, Jeff helps us understand the realities about shifting into a compassion-based Servant leadership style. Don't miss this. Oh, and buy the book (it's incredible!): Love As A Business StrategyAnd don't miss their podcast: LAABS Coming up through a decade in the gaming industry, Jeff eventually found his niche in project management and agile coaching at Softway. As he continued working with teams and clients in scrum and agile environments, however, he started seeing the stronger underlying importance of culture in truly high performing teams. Pushed by a combination of his own introspection, feedback from his colleagues, and a whole lot of uncomfortable practice - Jeff shifted head-first into a new mission that he shares with his team: to bring humanity back to the workplace. Nowadays, he's hyper-focused on helping people find a workplace culture that allows them to be their whole selves - their best selves. Jeff is leading the development of various products and tools that are crafted with a culture of love at its center. As a co-facilitator of Seneca Leaders and the other experiences in the Seneca suite, he is also connecting and transforming leaders around the world directly - helping them improve their mindsets, behaviors, and leadership capabilities.
Hello Writers and Crafters! I'm Valerie Ihsan, And I'm Erick Mertz, and this is Episode 98 of the podcast and it's January 4, 2023 as we record this. Happy New Year! Main Topic: Monthly Gamechangers PATREON: No new patrons this week. Thank you to our existing patrons for believing in us and in the podcast. This podcast is sponsored by our patrons at Patreon.com/valerieihsan. For as low as a $1/mo, you can get a postcard from me, a shout out on the podcast, and we can make announcements for you on air. At other tiers, the benefits increase--free books, accountability Zoom calls, scene analysis, mastermind calls, and even free Writer Craft retreat tickets. Become a patron of the arts at Patreon.com/valerieihsan. Comments: Ep95: A Year in Review, Mary says: A very nice discussion. I especially like the advice you both give to yourselves for the upcoming year! (She also included some topic suggestions for both the podcast and for patrons.) Patron announcement: Announcements: ** Author Action Plan Group Coaching started yesterday on the 3rd and goes for three months, ending on April 4th. You can still join the cohort this week, if you don't mind missing out on the first session. $500 includes group coaching with other writers every other week for three months, plus a customized author action plan for one of your larger projects/goals. Podcast listeners get a 10% discount, making the cost $450. Use the discount code PODCAST (all caps) at checkout. **I have a female writer looking for another female-identifying writer to share lodging at the retreat. The Shared Retreat Ticket price is $650 and includes all the food, lodging, instruction, retreat, and coaching. Please reach out to me at Valerie@valerieihsan.com to ask any questions or to get the PayPal link for the Shared Retreat Ticket. 1) Writer Craft Writing Retreat is scheduled for next August 24-27, 2023. Tickets include all lodging and gourmet meals, plus instruction and coaching and retreat time on the river, in Marcola, OR. “We'll be touching on book structure, story hypothesis, plotting that doesn't hurt, author action plans, and more.” Go to valerieihsan.com/retreat for more information. Alumni and patron price is $775. Early Bird price available from November - January. $800 Monthly payments are an option. Send me a message Valerie@valerieihsan.com for a unique PayPal link, or go to the shopping page on my website to purchase at full price. 2) We want to celebrate our 100th episode with you. Please send in an audio clip via email to firstname.lastname@example.org with a comment or testimonial about the podcast. What you like about it, why you listen, etc. On the 100th episode on January 18th, we'll play the clips on air. Please send in your audio clips by January 11th at the latest. 3) We need topic suggestions. Please send to email@example.com. UPDATE: Rachael Herron's blurb came back for my memoir! She wrote: A lovely story told with poetic lyricism and gentle humor, You Can't Dance a Lie is more than a memoir of love and relationships—it's the chronicle of a woman learning to trust herself completely before stepping into the love-shaped life she makes possible for herself. - Rachael Herron, Bestselling Author of A Life in Stitches ordered sample copies from Ingram so I can decide on which type of hardcover to do; and started formatting the large print edition of the memoir. Waiting to send more details to the cover designer until I get the samples from Ingram. I'm wondering about BookVault for distribution of a dust jacketed hardcover. Just finished: I read 67 books last year. And I finished reading the day book from 2022: Simple Abundance: 365 Days to a Balanced and Joyful Life. I'M READING: Oona Out of Order by Margarita Montimore; Wabi Sabi: Japanese Wisdom for a Perfectly Imperfect Life by Beth Kempton. My new day book for the year 2023 is: Meditations from the Mat: Daily Reflections on the Path of Yoga by Rolf Gates. Up Next: Lessons in Chemistry by Bonnie Garmus or The Music Shop by Rachel Joyce. Erick's Reading: The Farthest Shore Ursula LeGuin The Only Good Indians by Stephen Graham Jones Show Notes: [Erick]: What do I do to keep the train running in the author services business? (Create content, set up the quarter (blog topics for each week)) (ghostwriting podcast/YT?) ROI is large enough for long term thinking. Only need to convert a few times. Finishing three screenplays. What can I do to move the needle forward in the author business? Giveaway to newsletter recipients. Train readers to open emails and click links. [Valerie]: Realized there was no way I could publish my memoir, finalize packing for Costa Rican vacation at end of month, finish client job (line editing), and write and revise a short story in two and a half weeks. (Eye roll) Pushed launch date to March 1, 2023. Resources: Raven Publicity (publicity for authors) The Shades of Orange (Rachel, Book Blogger on YouTube) for book recommendations SF/Fantasy/Horror Contact Erick for business-starting advice. Contact Valerie for book coaching for help writing your book. Other Resources: Thomas Umstattd Jr, at Novel Marketing Podcast. Ep255: How to Create an Email Onboarding Drip Campaign Erick's Linktree link: https://linktr.ee/erickmertzauthor Russell P. Nohelty and Monica Leonelle's book, Get Your Book Selling on Kickstarter. 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Another episode of the Fortnite Podcast is here, this week we kick off the new 2023 year! Follow Us On Twitter @FortnitePodcast MonsterDface - @MonsterDface Life With Panda - @LifewPanda Somebodysgun - @Somebodysgun Checkout more MonsterDface content: YouTube - youtube.com/monsterdface Twitch - Twitch.tv/MonsterDface Competitive Practice: Openscrims.com MonsterDface Website NEW Practice Server Website! Email us at FortnitePodcast@gmail.com
Sponsor: Click here to learn more about Medi-Share, the most trusted name in health care sharing.Some of the sensational and pivotal moments of 2022 are found in the most popular reads from The Christian Post. While some of these stories were edifying, others prompted debates and raised new concerns for churches in America.The latest edition of The Twitter Files suggests that the White House pressured Twitter to censor tweets advocating a disfavored narrative on the coronavirus pandemic.The state of Florida has threatened to revoke licenses of venues hosting a Christmas-themed drag show alleged to involve simulated sexual activity and the "sexualization of children's stories" if they allow minors to attend the events.A federal judge dismissed a lawsuit filed by two Massachusetts parents against public school officials who allegedly encouraged their children to identify as the opposite gender without their consent, criticizing the school's policy while noting it didn't meet the necessary legalstandard.A fan favorite from this season's “The Voice” is no stranger to using his voice for praise and worship at one Southern California church.Subscribe to this Podcast Apple Podcasts Spotify Google Podcasts Overcast Subscribe to Generation Indoctrination Apple Podcasts Spotify Google Podcasts Get the Edifi App Download for iPhone Download for Android Subscribe to Our Newsletter Subscribe to the Freedom Post, delivered every Monday and Thursday Click here to get the top headlines delivered to your inbox every morning! Links to the News 10 most-read stories of 2022 from The Christian Post | U.S. News White House pushed Twitter to suppress COVID 'misinformation' | Politics News Florida investigating Christmas drag show amid complaints | U.S. News Family of pastor killed in car crash ask why driver not charged | U.S. News Sweden urges caution on puberty blockers, transgender surgeries | World News Judge blocks San Francisco from clearing homeless encampments | U.S. News Judge dismisses parents' lawsuit in school gender identity case | U.S. News So Cal church celebrates 'awesome' run for Bodie on 'The Voice' | Church & Ministries News
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Q&A on the film Alice, Darling with actor Anna Kendrick. Moderated by Mara Webster, In Creative Company. Pushed to the breaking point by Simon, her psychologically abusive boyfriend, Alice rediscovers the essence of herself and gains some much-needed perspective while on vacation with two close girlfriends. However, Simon's vengeance is as inevitable as it is shattering, and once unleashed, it tests her strength, her courage, and the bonds of deep-rooted friendships.
‘Tis the season for giving.By TheSleepingKing. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.7:16 amThe door from the bathroom swung open, spiling steam into the dim blue rays of light sneaking in through the blinds. Wrapped in a towel, Shauna strode into her dorm room, feet sinking into the carpet as she padded across the floor. Pausing at the window she pulled the cord to raise the blinds, bathing the room in the soft glow of an overcast Michigan dawn.A dusting of snow covered the glazing. About an inch drifted on the ledge outside. Beyond and several stories down a lone figure rounded onto the back straight of the athletic track. Shauna leaned in, her breath fogging the glass. She poked two dots and underlined them with a curve. Smiled at the new face smiling back at her. It was a beautiful Christmas Eve morning.She unhooked the towel and tossed it over the back of the chair parked under the desk. The cool air plucked at her nipples and sapped the heat from her skin. She skimmed her hands around the bulge of her breasts, across her taut tummy and the arc of her ass. Appraising her profile in the mirror she nodded. Spin class and yoga really paid off this year.From the top drawer of the dresser, she picked out white lace panties and drew them up over toned, creamy thighs. She paired them with red and white argyle knee socks and a soft strapless bra. Sifting through the hangers in the closet she settled on a flirty red A-line dress with wide shoulder straps and a length about mid-thigh. Not practical for the weather. But perfect for the mission.7:32 amShe capped the outfit with a fuzzy Santa hat and white-soled black Keds before returning to the mirror. She turned side to side and took a twirl, the dress flaring out before settling over her legs. Certainly the sexiest elf she'd ever seen. She glanced over at the clock on the nightstand. She would need to get going soon to make her deliveries. The schedule was tight.On any other Christmas Eve she'd still be asleep; tucked in tight and dead to the world in a quiet corner of her parents' six-bedroom McMansion in Traverse City. She'd get up around 10:00, meet her brother for lunch, then spend the afternoon serving food at a shelter across town before heading home for the traditional Christmas Eve dinner with her family.This year, dinner had been moved up to lunch – something about grandma and grandpa's flights. So volunteering was out. She was fine with it at first. But as the season ramped up and the holiday spirit infected her, she felt the need to replace it with something. Some way to give back. To spread a little cheer to those less fortunate this time of year.As 3rd floor RA for the co-ed dorm, she was privy to certain information. The administration realized not every student could make it home for the holidays. So the school remained open in a limited capacity, depending on the holiday and how many students remained behind. This year on her floor there were three. And since they were stuck there maybe she could celebrate with them before she left.She snatched a small white drawstring bag off her bed and slung it over her shoulder, the contents momentarily rustling about inside. Taking her key card from the dresser she slipped it into her bra and reached for the door. She paused, re-thinking, the lever rocking under her palm. Quickly, she picked it out and tucked it neatly into the back of a sock instead, before ducking out into the hall.7:40 amShauna stopped at Room 303. She gave her usual rata-tat-tat RA knock and shrugged the bag off her shoulder, holding the strap in the crook of her elbow. The corridor was weirdly quiet. No music or raucous conversation bleeding through the walls. She couldn't imagine having to spend the next week here under these conditions. A latch clicked in front of her, and the door creaked open.“Hey Ty,” she chirped, “Merry Christmas!”Ty seemed surprised by the greeting, then confused by her presence. He smiled. “Um…thanks. Merry Christmas to you too.” His eyes dipped – first to her cleavage, then to her legs – before rebounding to hers. He now seemed nervous too.“Can I come in for a minute?”“Uh…yeah, sure.” Shoving his hands into the pockets of his sweats he stepped aside. She glided past, her blonde curls swishing about her shoulders. Ty gently shut the door behind her.Shauna glanced around the suite. Open textbooks were strewn across the couch. Graph paper filled with notes littered the desk. The three computer monitors that typically flickered video games, now hosted row upon row of complex equations she didn't understand. Ambient techno pulsed softly through a pair of small speakers, and the room smelled faintly of Axe body spray.“I'm sorry,” he offered, “I wasn't expecting anyone today.”He was a freshman, so she'd only known him one semester. But he seemed like a good kid. Sure, he was disheveled, nerdy, and a little immature. But he was charming and considerate, and very bright – dedicated to keeping his name on the Dean's List. Didn't hurt that he was cute either.“That's okay,” she replied. “Santa knows it sucks having to be here over the holidays, so he got you a present.” She lowered the bag and reached inside, pulling out a deep green envelope with a silver star sticker sealing it shut. “Nothing big, just something to give you a break from…” she waved her arm toward the paper and monitors, “…this.”Cautiously he took the envelope, turning it over to find his name written neatly on the front. “Oh,” he said, “…thanks. That's…really nice.”A moment of awkward silence followed. “Go ahead,” Shauna prompted, “open it.”Ty shrugged. He peeled up the star and lifted the flap, extricating a Christmas card with a red-nosed Rudolph gracing the cover. He smiled as he opened it, eyes tracking back and forth across the page. Wedged in the crease was a white 3 by 5 note card. Flipping it right-side-up he discovered a sketch in black marker in the center. He froze, the smile fading, jaw dropped. He looked up at Shauna. Then back at the card.“Wait…,” he stammered, “is this…. Are you…. Is this for real?”Shauna raised her eyebrows and shrugged. “Santa likes to make sure no one on the nice list gets left out.” Her gaze fell to his groin, dialing in on the growing bulge. There was the response she was hoping for. She hung the bag over the doorknob. Closing the distance between them she reached out and pinched the card in her fingers.“Why don't you get comfortable.”She set it on a textbook and slouched against the desk, waiting. Ty looked left, then right, unsure of what to do. Finally, he stepped back and eased himself down to the edge of his bed. Shauna placed her hands on his thighs, pushing them apart before kneeling between them. The tented fleece covering his crotch pointed directly at her. She smiled. Looked up.“You've done this before, right?”He paused a moment, then nodded vigorously. She wasn't convinced. But it didn't really matter. It might even help keep her on schedule. She gave him a shove, forcing him to recline and brace with his arms. Grabbing his sweats by the pockets she jerked at them until they pooled around his ankles. His cock sprang out, slapping his abdomen before swaying back to vertical.She wrapped it in her fingers, the whole head protruding from her fist. He puffed and shivered under her touch. Leaning forward she lowered her head. His body tensed. She raised her eyes to find his narrowed, his mouth rounded and dry. “Relax,” she cooed, “just enjoy it,” and slipped his dick between her lips.A breath rattled his chest. She felt the blanket cinch beneath them as his fingers gripped and pulled. First she teased the glans, undulating her tongue beneath, then around and over the top. His hips shot up to meet her mouth. She lightened her hold, welcoming him in deeper.She bobbed her head to the rhythm of the music – down on one and three, up on two and four. His cock was rock hard, curving into the roof of her mouth with each descent. He sighed, and groaned, and grunted; the tone and timbre of each growing more urgent with each passing minute.Shauna's free hand dove under her dress and between her legs, fingers plucking aside the damp lace and strumming the slick, smooth lips of her pussy. Her partners were usually more experienced. More restrained. It had been some time since one had responded with such virginal enthusiasm. And she found it to be quite the turn-on.She held her neck as steady as she could, relinquishing control of tempo and depth. Ty trembled, huffing air through gritted teeth. Shauna peeked to find his eyes closed, neck strained, deep blue veins pulsing through. Sensing the moment, her fingers left the base of his dick and curled around his balls. She tightened her lips to a gentle squeeze.Ty stalled. A guttural growl forced its way into the air. His eyes popped open wide and fixed on Shauna's. With a batting of lashes, she pushed down on his throbbing cock until the tip of her nose bumped his abdomen. A heartbeat later, torrents of warm, viscid cum spewed into her mouth.The jets struck the back of her palate, sloshing over her tonsils and sliding down her throat. She swallowed hard but couldn't keep up. Each burst seemed richer than the last, filling her cheeks and leaking from the corners of her mouth. Her own juices deluged her fingers in response; the squelching filling the gaps between Ty's staggered gasps.A dozen spurts later his orgasm subsided. Shauna held his cock a little longer, savoring its texture on her lips and the mild, distinct flavor of his seed. She moved with him as his hips sagged back to the mattress, sinking him deeper to the root of his erection. After one final gulp she sucked in her cheeks and lifted her head, teasing the remaining fluids from the head of his dick.He gawked at her, speechless. She pulled her fingers from her pussy and held them up in front of her. They gleamed in the light, strands of grool clinging to her knuckles as she separated them. Fixing on him she sucked each finger into her mouth, swabbing them clean before licking her lips. Ty's eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed flat on the bed.Shauna giggled. Pushing off she rocked to her feet. She looked at him spread over the rumpled blanket, his penis twitching on his tummy. She nodded, pleased with herself. Sweeping her hair out of her face she took the gift sack from the doorknob and the note card from the desk, slipping the latter into the former.“Did you enjoy your present?” she asked, slinging the bag over her shoulder.Ty groaned a sigh, his satisfaction evident. A smile lit Shauna's lips.“Good,” she said, “that's great.” She made her way back to the door. “You know, Santa can't offer gifts like this to everyone, so…let's keep this between us, okay?”An arm raised and a hand approximated a wave before tumbling limp to the mattress. She took it as a yes. Catching her reflection in the window she adjusted her hat. “Merry Christmas Ty,” she said softly, before disappearing into the corridor.8:05 amSnowflakes drifted past the tall narrow windows of the student lounge separating the north and south wings of the third floor. Curled up at the far end of the couch opposite the ping pong table, Shauna twisted the cap off a bottle of diet soda and took a sip. Pulling her phone from the bag she checked the time. Javon would arrive in fifteen minutes. Plenty of time to finish her drink.She stretched out across the cushions and downed another swig. This one excited her more than the others. She and Javon were casually acquainted. Though both juniors they rarely shared classes. But they saw each other often around campus; playing pool in the lounge, grabbing coffee at Starks, or stocking up on dollar tacos Tuesday nights at Frankie's. And always, always flirting.Nothing ever came of it, unfortunately. He was putting himself through school and the scholarships just weren't enough. So he needed to work a lot. Every chance he got he'd bank some overtime or pick up an extra shift. That didn't leave much time for anything else. But today was Christmas Eve. The print shop would be closed tomorrow, so he couldn't go in tonight. Which she hoped would free up just enough time for what she had in store.A door closed in the distance, followed by footsteps in the hallway behind her. She checked her phone. He was early. She chugged another mouthful of soda, then quietly stuffed everything into the bag. The footsteps halted. A latch turned and a door opened, then closed. She counted to thirty, then slid off the couch and left the lounge, rounding the corner toward 317.8:08 amShauna waited, impatiently, shifting her weight from foot to foot. Still no response. She knocked again, harder this time. Shuffling noises, then heavy footfalls. The door swung open on a scowling Javon, his uniform shirt crumpled in his fist, muscles chiseled and taut. She smiled up at him, head cocked to the side. He looked her over, his mood softening as he recognized who she was.“Hey,” he said, eyebrows furrowed. “What are you still doing here?”She shrugged, ignoring the twinge in her pussy. “Waiting to see you. Can I come in?”Javon retreated inside, tossing his shirt on the bed and perching on the edge of his dresser. Shauna followed, taking quick stock of the room. Clean and sparse. Suitable for someone who spent very little time there. She turned her attention to him. Tall and dark, with bold, crisp features. His hands splotched with cyan and yellow ink from the press.“Is um…is this a bad time?”“Nah,” he said, shaking his head. “I was just going to take a shower, then go down for a nap.” He waved a hand in her direction. “Soooo, who are you supposed to be?”“I'm a Christmas elf,” she replied. “Santa's Helper.”Javon's eyes widened. “Oh. You're a lot taller than I would have expected of an elf.”“Well, we're not all size challenged artisans baking cookies in the off-season you know. Some of us are taller, and educated, and…really cute.”He laughed, his pecs jumping. “That's fair. Please forgive my ignorance of the elf community. I don't know any – aside from you.”She shrugged the bag off her shoulder and reached inside, crossing the carpet between them. “Listen, she began, “Santa knows how hard you work to be here, and how much that keeps you from having a life. So, he got you a little gift. It won't make up for having to be here over the holidays, but it might help take the edge off?”She pulled out a red envelope and handed it to him. He stared at it, his face cycling through several emotions, settling on confused.“Thanks,” he said, “that's…really sweet. I'm sorry I didn't get you anything.”Shauna smiled to herself, setting the bag on the floor. “Open it.” She wandered past him to the window. Raising the blinds she took a quick peek outside before turning and sliding up onto his desk, swinging her feet freely beneath.Javon zipped a finger under the flap and extracted the card; a red-nosed Rudolph printed on the cover. As he shook it open a white note card fluttered out. He snatched it out of the air and held it up. A sketch in black marker graced the white space.Shauna watched over his shoulder as he stared at the figures suggested by the swooping lines. He fanned the card, then turned and eased off his seat. He walked over to her, holding it up, the image upside down. His mouth curled in one corner. “This is uhhh…you and me?”She squinted at the picture. “Well…right-side up and all, but…sure.” She took it from him and snapped it on the desk. Her arms extended, fingers wedging themselves between the waist of his jeans and the warm, smooth skin of his abdomen. She reeled him in between her legs, squeezing them in hers. “Come on,” she said, thumbs separating the button and peeling the zipper. “Take a break.”Javon reached out, tracing the curl of her ear with his finger. Tilting his head, he leaned in for a kiss. Shauna planted a hand in the center of his chest, stopping his lips a hair's breadth from hers. His heartbeat pulsed through her arm and gut, thumping through her clit like a kick drum. She tapped a finger on the card beside her. He glanced down. Then back at her. She smiled. Pushed him away.She hopped off the desk, lowering her eyes to the height of his fly. Waiting. Javon nodded. In a single swoop he shoved his jeans to the floor and stepped out. The outline of his cock bulged the breathable fabric of his boxer briefs, curving down his right leg. A squeak left Shauna's throat. She reached inside and fished it out, needing both hands to hoist the shaft.It hardened in her grip, rising, reaching for its target. She pulled a few long strokes, its heat warming her hands. She had imagined what he might be hiding. But none of those dreams fell short of reality. Reluctantly she let go. Eyes fixed on her prize she slowly turned round, bending over the desk. She shuffled her feet a shoulder's width apart and casually wiggled her ass.Javon stepped up, his demeanor all business. Stroking his meat with one hand he grabbed the hem of her dress in the other and flipped it up over her butt. Her firm white cheeks glowed in the morning light. He took the waistband of her panties and rolled them down her hips and thighs, abandoning them around her calves and exposing her labia to the chill of the room.She was sopping wet. He swiped his penis along her slit, greasing it with her cream. Current bolted up her spine, raising the hairs on the back of her neck. She threw her ass toward him, anxious to be filled. But he took his time, lubing every inch to a slippery shine. Finally satisfied, he set a palm in the small of her back and wedged the tip of his cock between her folds. Slow and steady, he sank into her vagina.Shauna gasped, eyes round. Her knees buckled, fingertips clawing at the laminate as her canal expanded to accommodate the intruder. It was thicker than any dick or dildo she remembered. And she was suddenly grateful he'd been so careful to slicken up.He took shallow, steady thrusts, loosening her vice a touch each time. Short, silent breaths gave way to grunts and groans. She tried to restrain herself in case anyone still left was walking the halls. But it was a losing battle. The pressure coiling inside would soon be too much to contain.Javon curled over her. Reaching into her dress he freed her breasts from their padded sling and cupped one in each hand. He pinched her nipples between strong fingers, yoking her tits to her clit with little bolts of lightning. The heat of the moment telegraphed through her skin, flushing her ears, cheeks, and chest a robust, rosy pink.He pushed on, diving deeper into her velvet pouch. Her arms burning, Shauna lowered her elbows and forehead to the desk. Her hair shrouded her periphery, leaving the only clear view that of her lover's balls swaying back and forth between her thighs. A delightful fog rolled over her brain, occluding everything outside the aura of their bodies.“Do you want it all,” Javon whispered, his voice piercing the veil.Shauna turned her head, mouth agape. “That's not all of it?”A baritone chuckle rumbled from his chest. He straightened up, releasing her boobs for a firm hold of her waist. He eased down the throttle, slowing his rhythm. Measuring the distance. She caught his eyes for a moment, glimpsing the same lechery she felt coursing through her veins. He smiled at her. Then hilted his cock in her pussy.“Uhhh gawd.” A wave of pleasure rippled out from her core, breaking over her entire body. She couldn't gauge how big he was, but he was now twice as deep as he had been seconds ago.He gave her a moment and a few shallow dips before ramping up the pace; drawing his dick out to the barb each time before plunging back in. Shauna's ass rippled, limbs shuddering under each impact. She stretched her arms to brace herself. But her hands squeaked against the desk each time he crashed into her, jolting her forward.She began to lose control. Her pelvic muscles clenched; labia stretching around his shaft. He growled his approval. A stern smack stung her left buttock, forcing a squeal from her larynx and a shock to her sex. Another followed, echoing off the walls into her ears. Her strength failed, drooping her back and turning her legs to jelly.Javon grabbed hold of one and lifted it, bending the knee and setting it securely on the desktop. He continued to hammer away. The cords binding her orgasm began to fray. She imagined his view from behind; her sodden pink snatch vulgarly splayed for the massive dark rod plowing her gut. Words escaped her, leaving only screams and moans to communicate her desire.8:42 amShauna's head was swimming, her brain just mush. But she held on, wanting this ecstasy to last forever. Her hat flew off her head, landing silently on the windowsill. Long fingers raked through her hair. They gathered her curls into his fist and pulled. Her head snapped back, jaw dropped, eyelids fluttering. The cords snapped and the coil exploded.She bore down on his dick, silent and stiff, her body racked with orgasm. Her toes dug into the carpet, her raised foot flopping about over the edge of the desk. She slapped the top with her hands, translating her contractions into a frantic rhythm beat out for Javon to hear. Her juices flowed freely, seeping out past his cock and dribbling down her thighs. And through all this, he continued to fuck her.Shauna's orgasm continued in suspended animation, tweaking her muscles and prickling her skin. As snug as he fit there was now no friction. He glided in and out like a piston in a well-oiled machine. He pumped harder, faster, working to create resistance. But her pussy was a flooded mess and that wasn't going to change.He whispered something toward her ear. A question? She couldn't decipher the words. But it didn't matter. As long as he kept filling her, perpetuating this feeling, he could do whatever he wanted. She nodded as best she could. The pounding slowed and the hand holding her waist released. The slapping of skin ceased, and his penis slipped out of her vagina.The emptiness was deflating, like the air had been sucked from her lungs. She turned to look but he stopped her, pushing her head back down to the desk. She opened her mouth to demand he continue and that's when she felt it. The pressure on the dip of her anus. Her insides knotted up. Everything clenched, then released. Her rosebud relaxed, and Javon's cock surged up her ass.She held her breath, expecting pain. But there was none. Only an indescribable fullness she had never experienced before. Each time he retracted her stomach dropped. Each plunge threatened to split her at the seams. Orgasm ripped through her again, rattling her bones and sweating from every pore. The room closed in, swaddling her in a thick black heat. She screamed but heard nothing. Felt only his cock.His fingers curled over her shoulders and around her neck. He pushed and pulled her with new urgency, opposing the swing of his hips. He'd found the resistance he was seeking, and it drove him on toward ferocious climax.In her stupor, Shauna somehow regained control of her limbs. She twisted an arm behind her back and flailed at his. When he looked down, wanton lust blazing in his eyes, she willed words from her lips.“Cum in me,” she cried, breathless, desperate for his load. “Cum in my ass.”He glared at her, neck craned, jaw set. He shifted his weight, pinning her tits to the desk and raising her butt. He tried to hold out a bit longer. But she was too tight and he was too far gone. Nodding his head Javon closed his eyes and buried his throbbing cock balls deep, erupting hot semen deep in her bowels.He roared in release, his balls smashed against her pussy, rocking into the curve of her ass. The pressure lifted her foot from the floor, grinding her hip into the edge of the desktop. But she didn't care. His cum splattered inside her, capping her climax with a warm, gooey buzz. Her buttocks quaked with each spasm. She had his cock. All of it. In the moment, that was everything.9:04 amGradually the pumping slowed. The pressure on her back eased and the room drifted back into focus. She glimpsed herself in a mirror near the window; hair disheveled, bare breasts smushed beneath the cockled red fabric; a trembling leg coiled on the desk, panties dangling casually from her ankle.“You are so fuckin' hot,” said the voice in her ear. She cooed, not yet able to formulate words. He rested in her a moment longer, sharing her warmth.When they'd finally caught their breath Javon stood tall. Kneading his hands into the meat of her cheeks he pushed himself back, emerging from her ass with an obscene wet slurp. Empty, Shauna sighed, the void disappointing. Her rosebud gaped, then winked several times before shrinking back into place.Javon slumped against the wall near the window. Fumbling with the latch he cracked it open. December rushed in, swirling round their bodies and raising goosebumps on their skin. Shauna shivered, invigorated, the cold soothing her scalded sex. Watching her lover she smeared her cream over her pussy and along the crack of her ass. His organ flexed toward her, but Javon shook his head. Smiling, she wriggled off the desk.On wobbly legs she gathered the note card and the bag and set them on the edge of the bed. Rummaging around in the neck of her dress she tucked her tits back into her bra and plumped them into position. Javon sauntered over, her hat in one hand, soggy panties in the other. She took the cap and fit it over her head.“Can't put those back on,” she said of her underwear. “You keep them.”He nodded, draping them over the corner of the television. She shouldered the bag and looked up at him.“Did Santa get you what you wanted?”He laughed. She followed his eyes down to his semi-hard, polished rod.“I think he fucking crushed it,” he replied. Closing the gap between them he lowered his voice. “Tell me something though. Is this strictly a Christmas situation, or…are…special occasions not required.”Shauna shrugged, the corners of her mouth curling up. “Why don't you come by sometime and find out,” she offered. “You know where I live.” She gave his penis a playful nip and tug and backed out into the hallway.9:13 amShauna stood quietly outside Room 334, gently swaying to a tune in her head. Her fingertips tingled and her pussy hummed along to the beat, still riding the high of the last half-hour. A trickle of semen stained her inner thigh, the remainder of Javon's deposit still trapped inside. She smoothed the front of her dress and flipped the pom of the hat to the side. She was a few minutes behind schedule. But that shouldn't be critical here. Ready for more, she knocked on the door.There was a rustling inside. A few moments later the door opened on a beautiful raven-haired Japanese girl in a tight anime tee shirt and bright blue boyshorts. Seemingly surprised, the girl dropped the pencil she held in her left hand.“Hey Sachiko,” Shauna chirped.Sachiko ripped off her headphones and flashed a nervous smile. Shauna nodded inside. “Can I come in for a minute?” Sachiko glanced over at something Shauna couldn't see, then backed her slender frame away from the door. Shauna strode inside, the latch clicking shut behind her.Unlike her first two stops, this was a bit of a gamble. Their contact had been minimal, generally restricted to her RA duties. And her scouting report was incomplete. She knew Sachiko was a sophomore, and a graphic design major. She spent summers at home in Osaka. But she couldn't afford to fly back and forth for breaks, so she usually spent them on campus.Rumor was she was into women. Of this Shauna had no confirmation. But from their interactions in the dorm and Sachiko's shyness and fluster around particular friends she did have a feeling. It was risky. But that heightened the thrill.The room was warm and cozy, lit by a floor lamp and a cube on the nightstand. Fuzzy orange pillows adorned the loveseat below the window. Incense burned in a jade tray on the corner of the dresser and a thick down comforter covered the bed. Several sketchpads scattered across the desk, a collection of porcelain cats lining the shelf above. It was clearly the space of someone needing a touch of home.“Am I like…in trouble…or something?” Sachiko wondered.“No,” Shauna laughed, amused as much by her apparent discomfort as the absurdity of the question. “I mean, have you ever been in trouble? I just wanted to wish you Happy Holidays.”Sachiko blushed. Her face made several contortions before settling on a half nod and awkward smile. “Th…thank you,” she stammered. Shauna pinched her lips between her teeth. So far so good.“I like your kitties,” Shauna continued, drifting toward the shelf. She scanned for messages, photos, anything that might give her a clue.“My sister sends me a new one for my birthday every year,” Sachiko offered.“They're beautiful.” She spotted a sheet of paper with dark smudges sticking out of the pad on top of the pile. “What's this?” she asked, reaching for it.“What? Oh!” Sachiko leapt toward her, mortified. “It's nothing, I just – ”Before she could swipe the pad Shauna had the page, staring at a gorgeous unfinished graphite sketch of a sleeping woman. She lay on her side, head on a pillow, hands underneath. Bikini panties cloaked her nethers, an arm crossed her bare breasts. And her face. Well…. Her face was very familiar. Shauna smiled to herself. This might work after all.Sachiko slunk back as Shauna turned around. She studied the drawing a moment longer, impressed by the resemblance. Finally, she looked up at Sachiko. The rosy hue of her cheeks crept into her face and neck. Shauna noticed for the first time she wasn't wearing a bra.“Did you draw this?”Sachiko sighed, looking everywhere forward. “I um…. It…it's for a class.”“You did it from memory.”She rubbed her arms with her hands. “Yeah. It just…works that way.”“It's amazing.”Shauna returned the drawing to the desk. Sluffing off the bag she retrieved the final card. “I know you don't really celebrate Christmas,” she said, “but it can't be easy being here by yourself while everyone else is. So, I got you a gift.”The silver envelope rested in her palm while Sachiko hesitated, her name glittering in gold marker. She looked up, embarrassment clouding her eyes. Shauna smiled, extending her hand. Finally, Sachiko accepted.She zipped open the flap and removed the card. A red-nosed Rudolph blinked at her from the cover. Shauna dropped the bag on the loveseat. She clasped her hands behind her back and crossed her legs at the ankles, a flirty little swivel seizing her hips. Sachiko picked the note card from the fold and looked closely. Her fingers began to tremble.Shauna sidled up closer, tucking a lock of Sachiko's hair behind her ear. Sachiko jumped at the light touch. But her gaze remained fixed on the card. Her lips parted. No sound escaped.“If you want me to stop,” Shauna murmured, “just let me know.”She kissed Sachiko's ear lobe, rolling it between her lips before drifting to her cheek and the nape of her neck. Sachiko's tremor spread to her chest. The cards fell from her grasp. Shauna continued down, over her shoulders to the swell of her breasts. She caressed one in each palm, grazing the nipples with the soft cotton of the shirt.Sachiko tangled her fingers in Shauna's hair. They curled and flexed as Shauna descended, raising her shirt and kissing her navel. She lingered there, circling, lips skimming Sachiko's butter-smooth, unblemished skin. She smelled of cherry blossom and jasmine. Shauna filled her head with the scent, priming her for the peach she was about to unwrap. Sachiko's hushed whisper floated down from above. “Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.”Sinking to her haunches Shauna eyed Sachiko's sex. A small wet spot darkened the fabric between her legs. Shauna peeled the underwear down over Sachiko's ass and thighs, pooling them around her feet. Exposed to the low light was a plump, tidy pussy, closely cropped dark pubic hair gracing her mound. Shauna's lips quivered. She bowed, pressing her face between Sachiko's thighs, sopping up the heat.Sachiko moaned, easing her legs apart, welcoming Shauna's tongue between her folds. Her entire body shook, chopping her breaths between chattering teeth. Shauna probed a little deeper. Sachiko doubled over, humping Shauna's mouth. Shauna yipped with delight. She shook her head side to side, slathering Sachiko's light sweet syrup over her cheeks and chin.She dug her nails into the brunette's ass, spreading her cheeks and kneading the meat. Sachiko mauled her own breasts, stretching and twisting the characters on her shirt into impossible shapes. Buffeted by Sachiko's gyrations Shauna wobbled on the balls of her feet. It was all she could do to hold on for the ride and she found herself failing at that. Toppling to her butt she roped an arm around Sachiko's neck and pulled her ear to her dripping lips.“Sit on my face,” she hissed.Sachiko fell to her knees, straddling Shauna's chest and pinning her to the floor. On all fours she scooched forward over the blonde's shoulders until her succulent snatch hovered over her RA's gaping mouth. Shauna's tongue darted out, flicking Sachiko's swollen clit. Stifling a scream Sachiko collapsed on Shauna's kisser, squeezing her ears between her thighs and swirling her pussy over her lips.Shauna lost herself in Sachiko. Inhaling her essence. Drinking her qi. She thrilled at her lover's responses – involuntary, honest and pure. There was no pretention. Only the passion of an inexperienced girl wholly submitting to her desires. She reveled in it, lapping at Sachiko's sex from the hood of her clit to the crease of her ass.Sachiko's back arched, thrusting out her chest. Her head lolled back, eyes strafing the ceiling. She squirmed on Shauna's face, blissfully ignorant of her weight, Shauna's nose, or her need to breathe. She reached back between the Shauna's splayed legs, probing under her dress until her fingers found the blonde's honeypot and slithered inside.Strangling Sachiko's wrist in her thighs Shauna groaned into her pussy. The vibrations spurred Sachiko's building orgasm, winding her body tighter and tighter, pushing her fingers faster, deeper. The circuit closed, the feedback loop complete. Every flip of the tongue, every curl of a digit, amplified the next.Sachiko bucked and thrashed. Shauna swirled and writhed. Again and again they traded blows until suddenly Sachiko fell silent, her body rigid, muscles strained. Clutching fistfuls of Shauna's hair Sachiko spread her knees and bore down, smashing her quaking pussy into Shauna's lips and gushing slippery, viscous cum all over her face.Racked with spasms she hunched over Shauna's head, wave after crashing wave of orgasm pummeling her sex.9:38 amWhen the contractions finally slowed, Shauna worked her hands up to Sachiko's buttocks and nudged her. Spent, Sachiko rolled away, settling on her back against the foot of the bed. Shauna's chest heaved, gulping the cool dry air. Her eyes re-adjusted to the light. Reaching up she brushed the hat off her head and raked her fingers through moist matted hair. Arms flopping to the floor she sighed. That went well.She rolled her head and looked at Sachiko. The junior lay knees up, feet flat on the floor, her arms draped between her legs – the odd twitch in her muscles interrupting her stillness. Shauna willed herself up and crawled over. Finding her eyes shut she pressed in close and planted a tender kiss on her forehead. Sachiko smiled.“Merry Christmas,” Shauna whispered. Sachiko nodded, radiant from her orgasm. Shauna stroked her ear. “If you want me to model for you sometime,” she added, “give me a call.”She gathered her things and prepared to leave. As she passed the mirror on the closet door she stopped to look. Her face and neck glistened, glazed with Sachiko's juices. She tossed the hat in her hand, raising it to wipe herself clean. But she didn't. She decided instead she liked the way it looked. And she'd wear it a little longer. Pursing her lips, she slipped out of Sachiko's room.Light as a feather she skipped down the hall toward her room. She slowed passing Javon's door, wondering if he was already asleep. Her phone chimed in the bag, interrupting her curiosity. Retrieving it she scanned the screen and frowned. Two texts and a missed call. All from her brother.“Hey Josh,” she answered.“Yo, where the hell have you been?” There was an urgency in his tone. “I've been calling you. I'm out front, let's go!”She frowned. “Wait, what time is it?”“Quarter to ten. I told you I'd be here at 9:30, remember?”She thought for a minute, then rolled her eyes, realizing what went wrong. “Fuck,” she spat. “I thought you meant 9:30 your time.”“So you're not ready?”“No, I packed last night. I'll be right down.”Hanging up she shook her head. How did she make that mistake? She thought she'd have an hour to shower and clean up, but now they were running late. No time for any of that. Swiping the key card from her sock she popped into her room and tossed the gift bag on the bed. Snagging her backpack and navy peacoat from the closet she dashed back out headed for the lobby.9:52 amShauna flung open the passenger door of the coupe and tumbled inside, stuffing the backpack between her feet as she settled in the seat. Her teeth chattered from their brief exposure to the cold. Rubbing her hands together near the warm air vent she looked over at her brother behind the wheel. He stared at her, forehead crinkled, a mix of confusion and amusement scrawled across his lips.“What,” she said, staring back.He glanced down at her bare thighs – the coat just covering her lap – then back at her scowl.“Nice touch,” he replied, pointing to the bright red pileus cap.“Thanks,” she quipped, flashing a smile.“But you know it's snowing, right?”She flipped him the bird. He shrugged.“You're going to get Uncle Leo in trouble today.”Shauna tried to stifle her laugh. “Just drive Josh.”He put the car in gear and pulled away from the curb. “Unlike you,” he said, “I got an early start. So I'm going to get some coffee. Did you eat already?”“Yup,” she nodded. “Several times.”Josh's eyes narrowed, but he said nothing.At the next light he made a left and turned into the coffee shop drive-thru. Waiting in line behind a pick-up he turned to his sister. “Are you okay?” he asked. “You look a little…weird.”Shauna checked herself in the side mirror. She could taste Ty's spunk on her tongue; feel Javon's cum in her ass and Sachiko's pussy all over her face. A shiver buzzed her clit. She reclined the seat several notches and sighed, beaming at the ceiling.“Yeah,” she said softly. “I'm just…filled with Christmas spirit.” Quietly she shoved her hands beneath her legs to keep from touching herself for the remainder of the trip.By TheSleepingKing for Literotica
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MSNBC's Ari Melber hosts "The Beat" on Wednesday, December 14, and reports on Mark Meadows' coup-related text exchanges with GOP lawmakers, the right-wing backlash to Pres. Biden signing the Respect for Marriage Act and Gov. DeSantis' switching to an anti-vaccine position as he pushes for an investigation into the COVID mRNA vaccines. Fmr. acting U.S. solicitor general Neal Katyal, activist Sally Kohn and political strategist Alencia Johnson join.
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Dick Tuck, a political prankster who made a satirical run for public office years ago, got less than 10 percent of the vote. Conceding defeat, he quipped, “The people have spoken, the bastards.” Tuck's jab at voters was in jest, but it exposed an awkward political truth: While people generally have little respect for today's elected officials, many officials harbor even less regard for The People they supposedly serve. Exhibit A: Sen. Joe Manchin of West Virginia. A multi-millionaire coal baron, Manchin is devoted to serving the machinations of profiteering fossil fuel corporations, so he doesn't even disguise his disdain for “busybodies” (unions, town leaders, nature defenders, farmers, climate activists, et al) who dare stand up to any God-awful scheme of plunder and pollution the barons dream up. In the last year, Joe's been especially POed at thousands of commoners who've blocked his latest political pipe dream – the 300-mile-long Mountain Valley Pipeline. Pushed by a consortium of huge utilities, it would pump toxic fracked gas through watersheds, towns, farms, etc. in three states for export abroad. “NO!” shouted locals, who spent years exposing the destruction MVP posed, successfully denying permits to build the thing. The people won! Then, thanks to Joe, they lost. Manchin cut a secret dirty deal with top Democrats, including Joe Biden and Senate Majority Leader Chuck Schumer, to pass a special federal requirement that the MVP be built – the people be damned. Worse, the cabal agreed to slip it into law without Congress even voting on it. But hold it – progressives in Congress rallied grassroots people all across the country to rebel against the raw stench of this arrogant, autocratic power play. In October, they defeated it, forcing Manchin into a Dick Tuck moment, blasting his own constituents as radical bastards for opposing his pipe dream.
The Couple Next Door was a similar Peg Lynch radio series which aired on CBS Radio during the waning days of network radio, (December 30, 1957 – November 25, 1960) with Peg Lynch and Alan Bunce as the married couple. It reprised Ethel and Albert, but the new name was necessitated because Lynch had long since lost the rights to the original title. The CBS iteration was named “Best Daytime Radio Program” for 1959 by The National Association for Better Radio and Television. Listen to our radio station Old Time Radio Podcast Service I Recommend Redcircle Remember that times have changed, and some shows might not reflect the standards of today's politically correct society. The shows do not necessarily reflect the views, standards, or beliefs of Entertainment Radio
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Bobby and Mike spoke to a WWL listener about the Saints' lack of success in finding a quarterback of the future in the NFL Draft. Bobby, Mike, and Charlie made their picks for this weekend's Army-Navy game and five NFL matchups. Bobby praised the Lions for playing hard under head coach Dan Campbell. The guys agreed that the 49ers' defense should crush Tom Brady and the Buccaneers' offense. Mike also shared a statistic about Detroit quarterback Jared Goff.
A couple nights ago was a WOWZA kind of night in our home. Luke hit Liams let so Liam kicked Luke in the face, while I am cooking dinner, Marcus was cleaning the enormous silly string mess and we were "behind" our schedule. How do you get your mind back on your side when your body FEELS angry and all you want to do is give your child the cold shoulder and ignore them?! That's how I felt and here's how I did different than the way I felt. It turned into an incredibly empowering moment in motherhood as I felt myself breaking cycles, thinking greater and using self-discovery in the moment. The skills and tools I teach you in Mind Body Alignment serve you for a lifetime. Expectations, boundaries, shame resilience and Identity at work in this one! AHHH, enrollment to Mind Body Alignment is open December 10-22!!
True Crime Tuesday presents A Nest of Snakes with Author Deborah Levison! In her fiction debut, Deborah Levison, author of the acclaimed, multi award-winning true crime book, THE CRATE, weaves a tale snatched from the headlines. A NEST OF SNAKES is loosely based on a spate of lawsuits in which adult men accused their elite private schools of abuses that shocked the nation. In A NEST OF SNAKES, Brendan Cortland is a broken man. Middle-aged, pasty, pudgy, and fearful, he suffers from chronic depression, nightmares, and agoraphobia. His contact with the outside world is limited to trolling chatrooms, where he hunts pedophiles, and a weekly session with his psychiatrist, to whom he describes dreams of being devoured by predators. The doctor suspects catastrophic abuse, and maybe something more; but in all his years of therapy Brendan never divulged the deepest source of his trauma. Pushed to his breaking point, Brendan embarks on a quest for justice. It's the terrifying step he's avoided for decades: going public with his story. His lawyer warns him that testifying might mean dredging up painful memories, ones he'd rather keep buried. Still, no one is prepared for the horrible secrets and revelations that emerge during the trial … least of all Brendan himself. Debbie appears on today's True Crime Tuesday to talk about her new project, draw parallels between the 1980's (when the book is set) and now, and we talk about the inspirations for both her books! Get A Nest of Snakes here: https://bit.ly/3Y2Xefu Get "The Crate" here: https://bit.ly/3uvyxel Check out more about Debbie here: http://debbielevison.com/ PLUS: an ALL-NEW Dumb Crimes/Stupid Criminals with Beer City Bruiser!! To learn more about Microdose Gummies go to Microdose.com and use code: darkness to get free shipping & 30% off your first order Find all of the archives of True Crime Tuesday from the Patreon days of 2017-2021, go to our new website, https://www.officialtruecrimetuesday.com/ and check out what you have missed! #crime #truecrime #truecrimepodcasts #truecrimetuesday #deborahlevison #anestofsnakes #mystery #abuse #attorney #besttruecrimebook #deborahvadaslevison #goodtruecrimebooks #law #lawyer #bullying #NewEngland #PTSD #thriller #newreleases #wildbluepress #dumbcrimesstupidcriminals #TimDennis #BeerCityBruiser #ROH #RingofHonorWrestling #floridaman #drugcrimes #foodcrimes #stupidcrimes #funnycrimes
We have been promoting the student athletics of Westerly and around RI for over 5 years I have been promoting and talking about these kids to give them and RI a new look. Everything I have ever done was for the better of the game. Westerlylive wants to be as petty as to claim (ownership) on all #rhodeislandinterscholasticleague Westerly Bulldogs football games vs other public and private school RIIL events. After the 2018 season Bulldogs live streaming was over as far as Westerlylife was concerned. As the 2019 season came closer, I reached out several times to Shame Belanger. We met at the Savoy bookstore downtown Westerly. Shane chose the bookstore for the free wifi. (allegedly) Shane had no interest of moving forward with the football games. I told him I will do the games and he can record them and stream them on his westerlylife page. In 2019 Shane had no contact at the highschool at all. I was the one that set up the agreement with Jamie Vetalino as far as Jamie knew Shane and I was Westerlylive and for the entire season I was contacting the AD for access, I was the one going to Jamie Vetalino for any issues for the upcoming season. 2019 Westerly Bulldogs is back to live streaming... Shane couldn't afford to offer any cash, so he then gave me some Patty Beach bar gift certificates, but they turned out to have already been expired. FACEBOOK.COM/CWKIRPODCAST https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zC8NS3uMO8Y #WesterlyBulldogs. #Westerlylive #Canwekeepitreal #Copyrightinfringments --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/canwekeepitreal/message
On today's episode of Human Events Daily, Jack Posobiec and Libby Emmons of the Post Millennial break down the fallout of the bombshell Twitter Files and Elon Musk's Q & A from the weekend. Was the United States Intelligence Community complicit in a coup to influence public opinion prior to the 2020 election? What other hardline issues did Twitter censor before Elon took over? What is Elon's opinon on centralized digital currency? All these questions will be answered with zero punches pulled and no static, all news, today on this can't miss edition of Human Events Daily! Here's your Daily dose of Human Events with @JackPosobiec Save up to 65% on MyPillow products by going to MyPillow.com/POSO and use code POSO Go to www.itargetpro.com to get 10% off and free shipping with offer code POSODownload PublicSq for free at https://publicsq.com/welcome?path=/marketplace/online
War Games and Halloween Havoc. Staple events and match styles of some of WCW's greatest moments have been utilized very well by WWE in recent years. Today's New Generation Declassified looks at how WCW's execution of stipulation and gimmick matches may have been what the WWF needed to push their creative in another direction. Events such as the RAW Bowl showed how weak some of the booking was, but was it just the influence of the nWo that drove Vince McMahon to changing it up or was Eric Bischoff in VKM's head two years prior?
The mighty gates of hell can't withstand the church's witness. But that doesn't mean they won't resist our efforts. The persecution that started with Stephen in Acts is a vivid testimony of that reality, a reality that pursued Christians down through the centuries. Today, Ron Moore shares the results of hell's resistance on the church and the world for whom Christ died. It is dramatic evidence that hell got more... Continue Reading… The post CHANGED: Pushed Out of the Comfort Zone appeared first on The Journey with Ron Moore.
Matthew Coller and Brian Murphy get together to break down the Vikings' win over the New England Patriots and what it says about Kevin O'Connell's ability to adapt. Plus Kirk Cousins was introspective after the game about his 2022 season and the way he's been supported by the team. Where is the bar set from here on? Plus fan questions about the Super Bowl and extra points. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Hospitals are keeping patients longer than they need to, as healthcare worker shortages are making it hard to get some patients into long-term care facilities. Now, hospitals are looking to Congress for help paying for patients they can't discharge. Meanwhile – emergency rooms have been overflowing in some parts of the country, and a lack of beds has left some to die in ER waiting rooms. Plus, an update on action on Capitol Hill Wednesday, including a historic #MeToo Bill being passed and the Respect for Marriage Act passing a key test vote. And, the direction of the Ukraine war as it enters its 267th day. Guests: Axios' Arielle Dreher and Neil Hauer, an independent journalist. Credits: Axios Today is produced by Niala Boodhoo, Sara Kehaulani Goo, Alexandra Botti, Amy Pedulla, Fonda Mwangi and Alex Sugiura. Music is composed by Evan Viola. You can reach us at firstname.lastname@example.org. You can text questions, comments and story ideas to Niala as a text or voice memo to 202-918-4893. Go Deeper: Hospitals seek more aid to house patients they can't discharge Congress passes groundbreaking bill limiting use of secret agreements in sexual harassment cases Marriage equality bill clears key hurdle in Senate Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
This week Christine announces to the wives she sold her house which causes Robyn to have a breakdown, Janelle to get annoyed, Meri gets a friend and Kody is still shocked he's getting broken up with after 6 months of Christine being very clear they're broken up. Enjoy!Find my Patreon, socials and more here! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
His name is Ben Baller, not Ben Humble & he's here to discuss: On a whole different level, turning a corner, being too accessible, being selfish for family, working smarter, thinking slow & acting fast, The Kyrie Irving Situation, Freedom of Speech vs. Freedom of Consequences, The Weird Line of Cancellation, giving away a grip of things, Twitter effects & suspensions, long term effects of being vegan, RIP Aaron Carter, the relationship with his brother & father, upcoming Washed Lord Invitational & events, Seahawks playing phenomenal football & more. This episode is not to be missed! Please support our sponsors: www.MeetFabric.com/Baller www.chime.com/baller manscaped.com and use code BALLER for free shipping and 20% off If you are interested in NBA, NFL, NCAA, MLB, Soccer, UFC & more Sports Picks daily, weekly or monthly subscribe at www.CaptainPicks.com & Follow @TheCaptainPicks on Instagram Produced by: DBPodcasts www.dbpodcasts.com Follow @dbpodcasts on Instagram & Twitter Music by @lakeyinspired Available on all Podcast Platforms, YouTube & BehindTheBallerPod.com Behind The Baller Theme Music Artist: Illegal Kartel (@illegal_kartel_mikal_shakur) Produced by: Gene Crenshaw @yuyuthemaker