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George Noory and filmmaker Mark Christopher Lee discuss the 1980 UFO sighting near a military base in Rendelsham Forest in England, if there was a coverup of the sighting to prevent the truth from getting out, and the strange incidents still happening in the forest nearly a half century later.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Over 3,000 stones rise from the fields of Carnac. They stand silent, waiting, like the trees of Fangorn Forest, patient and alive beneath their stillness. In this episode of Quest & Chorus, we walk among ancient alignments, uncover old legends, and listen to what endures. Featuring music from The Irish Lassies, Dublin Gulch, and Brobdingnagian Bards. This is Quest & Chorus #310 0:27 - The Irish Lassies "Hammer Up Whisky Down" from Immigration Stories 5:20 - WELCOME TO QUEST & CHORUS Welcome to Quest & Chorus, where ancient stones still speak and songs remember what trees never forget. I'm your bard, Marc Gunn, also host of the Irish & Celtic Music Podcast, and typically host of this show as Folk Songs & Stories, but today, we call it Quest & Chorus. Quest & Chorus is a 6-part podcast series. I fuse Celtic and folk music, science fiction and fantasy, and travel into a podcast with a quest. In each episode, you will get a clue to unlock a secret reward. And at the end of the season, you will combine all of those clues to unlock an even bigger amazing reward. And today we walk not into a forest—but into a field that feels like one. The Alignments of Carnac stretch across the land like rows of rooted giants. They are silent. But not still. And if you listen… they speak in echoes. Today we talk of nature, of memory, and also of what I learned about food waste. WHAT I LEARNED ABOUT MAKING THE MOST OF YOUR FOOD Freezing fruit Composting Planting Pickling vs fermenting Soups Granola You don't have to do it in one day. It's taking me several years. And it doesn't have to be perfect. You just have to be open to learning. Check out Sustainable Jungle and One5C. They have a lot of real, practical and non-judgemental tips on how to be more eco-friendly with your food and your life. If you're new to the show, please follow us. You can do that at PubSong.com. UPCOMING SHOWS NOV 8: IrishFest Atlanta, Roswell, GA with Inara NOV 14-16: CONjuration, Duluth, GA NOV 22: Georgia Renaissance Festival Fall Fling, Fairburn, GA DEC 6: Georgia Renaissance Festival Fall Fling, Fairburn, GA DEC 7: Nerdy Wonderland at The Lost Druid, Avondale Estates, GA @ 12 - 5 PM. 15:37 - Dublin Gulch "Sarah Daly/The Copper King's Daughter" from Tap 'Er Light Please leave a comment on the podcast show notes at pubsong.com or wherever you listen. Email pictures of where you're listening to follow@celtfather . I'll send you a free gift and you can learn more about how to follow this podcast. 19:59 - NEWS Celtic Christmas Music releases the first official episode of the season. Looking for volunteers to work the Nerdy Wonderland table and promote the event. It takes place Dec 7. New Band with Inara–May Bloom. Planning to release an Album Pin and Single A big thanks to my… GUNN RUNNERS ON PATREON If you enjoy this podcast or you love listening to my music, please follow my Celtfather Patreon page. You can sign up for free and get updates on what's new and you can get an ad-free edition of this podcast before public listeners. But you get so much more when you become a Patron of the Arts. Patreon is one of the ways modern musicians and podcasters make a living. For just $5 per month, you'll get exclusive, unreleased songs, podcasts, video concerts, bootleg concerts, and so much more. Email follow@celtfather to get more details! TODAY'S SHOW IS BROUGHT TO BY CELTIC INVASION VACATIONS Every year, I take a small group of people on a relaxing adventure to one of the Celtic nations. We don't see everything. Instead we stay in one area. We get to know the region through its culture, history, and legends. You can join me with an auditory and visual adventure through podcasts, blogs, videos, and photos. Sign to the Celtic Invasion Vacations mailing list at CelticInvasion.com. In 2017, I led a Celtic Invasion of Brittany. You can read about our search for the Holy Grail in France. In the meantime, it's time for the… QUEST & CHORUS of ALIGNMENTS OF CARNAC Over 3,000 standing stones stretch in careful lines through the fields of Carnac. No one knows exactly why they're here. Were they a celestial map? Some say they mark burial grounds. But walking by them, I didn't feel like I was in a graveyard. I felt like I was among the elders. It reminded me of Fangorn Forest, home of the Ents. In The Lord of the Rings, Fangorn is a place where time moves slowly. Trees remember battles that men have forgotten. Carnac is a lot like that. The stones are not dead. They're just waiting. I can't help but wonder who placed them here, so careful and deliberate. The stones of Carnac weren't raised by elves or Ents, but by real people. Neolithic builders, thousands of years before written history. Here's what we know about them. HISTORY OF THE ALIGNMENTS OF CARNAC The Alignments of Carnac in Brittany, France, are one of the most remarkable prehistoric monuments in Europe. They consist of long rows of standing stones (menhirs) and other megalithic features that stretch across the landscape. Archaeological studies show that many of the stones date from between about 4,800 and 3,500 BC — some recent research suggests parts were erected as early as 4,600 BC. The site is not a single line but a complex of alignments: four major groups (for example, Ménec, Kermario, Kerlescan, Petit Ménec) that lie in the commune of Carnac and its surroundings. Originally, these stones were erected by Neolithic peoples who lived in what we now call Brittany. Their purpose remains a subject of debate: some propose they were ritual or ceremonial, others suggest funerary meaning, or perhaps linked to astronomical patterns or seasonal calendars. Over the millennia, many stones were removed, toppled, or reused in local buildings, especially in historic times. The word "alignments" refers to the visible rows of standing stones that still remain. Today, the Alignments of Carnac are protected as important heritage sites. Research continues to refine their dating and function, and the monuments remain a remarkable testimony to the ambition and organisation of prehistoric communities. References: Musee de Prehistoire:The Carnac Alignments Göteborgs universite: Menhirs of Carnac Alignments of Carnac Wikipedia Carnac Tourism: The World Famous Standing Stones Internet Sacred Text Archive: Menhirs and Dolmens LEGENDS & MYTHS OF CARNAC There are actual legends connected to the Carnac stones. One of the most widely told involves Saint Cornély. According to Breton tradition, Cornély was being pursued by soldiers. He and his oxen fled, and the stones of Carnac are said to be the soldiers turned to stone as a result of divine intervention. Another version says the stones were dancing at midnight on Christmas Eve, and people who saw them would be crushed beneath as the stones marched to the sea. While these legends don't claim to explain the actual Neolithic origins of the stones, they illustrate how later generations understood and imagined the dramatic rows of stones in their landscape. MY THOUGHTS on CARNAC Your walk through Carnac: Describe how it feels to be watched by stone that might remember more than you do. PLUS Environmental reflection: These monuments lasted thousands of years. What are we building that will last that long? "Heart of Fangorn" as a prayer for the planet: This song speaks for trees, for roots, for voices we ignore in our haste. In Fangorn, the Ents stand watch over the woods. At Carnac, the menhirs stand silent on the moor. If they could speak, what would their witness be? The Ents of Fangorn resist change; the stones of Carnac endure it. When do you find yourself standing still while everything else moves? 27:48 - Brobdingnagian Bards "Heart of Fangorn" from Memories of Middle Earth Get the "They Come In Pints" album pin to own Memories of Middle Earth and enter the forest Listen to the song recorded live at Dragon Con 2024 in a Bootleg Concert from our Podcast. You can also hear the song on a past Bards podcast episode that was recorded right before we flew off on the second Brobdingnagian Tour of Ireland in 2008. HEART OF FANGORN Lyrics and music Marc Gunn Long before men tread Middle-Earth, Before the dwarves and elves gave birth, There sprouted a race for the trees' defense In the heart of Fangorn, there live the Ents. Ha-room… Ha-da-ra-room. Ha-room… Ha-da-ra-room. Patient farmers they tend the woods. Gaurdians of stems and of roots. They hear the arbors' laments and wails From falling axes and tearful trails. Ha-room… Ha-da-ra-room. Ha-room… Ha-da-ra-room. For Living Creatures all roam the land, But hasty judgements make careless hands. One thoughtless word from a thoughtless king A thousand creatures die beneath the trees. Ha-room… Ha-da-ra-room. Ha-room… Ha-da-ra-room. The rivers will flow though their course may change. The birds are born and will fly away. Men will come and men will go, But the Ents remain through the melting snow. Ha-room… Ha-da-ra-room. Ha-room… Ha-da-ra-room. Mark it down. Because the stones are not silent. They're just slow to speak. This is the final episode named Quest & Chorus. For that matter, it's also the final episode of Folk Songs & Stories, at least by those names. I ran a poll on Patreon to see what name people liked the most. The most popular name was Pub Songs & Stories. So we're moving back to that name. That said, Quest & Chorus is not gone forever. This is just the beginning. I really liked this special feature and so in some episodes in the future, I hope to include a quest and chorus for you. I also realized that the Irish & Celtic Music Podcast, my award-winning flagship program, is a great show. But over the past decade, the podcast has become more and more dominated by instrumental Celtic music. Which is fantastic. I love a great set of tunes as much as the songs. But I feel like the singers and the songwriters lost out a bit. I started playing music because I wanted to be a songwriter. I love all styles of music. I love learning how to write songs. Writing Celtic and folk songs are one of the reasons I continue to create music. So another thing I will be doing with a section of the podcast is to continue to promote the singers, songs, and songwriters that I find whether on the Irish & Celtic Music Podcast or wherever. A great example is the interview that I'm sharing next time on the podcast. I interviewed Mikey Mason about his songwriting techniques. The things that inspire him to write a new song and share it each and every week for several years now. I'm trying to write more songs myself, and I will continue to share them over on Patreon but hopefully every month I will have a new song that I can share in this podcast as well. Additional References: Listen to History of Celtic Brittany on the Celtfather Travel Podcast Postcard: Fortresse Largoet + 2022 Podcast Planning & Strategies Pub Songs Podcast #162: Carnac Celtic Concert Celtfather: Secret History of the Celts Revealed CIV 2017: Arrived in Paris 31:10 - CREDITS Thanks for listening to Pub Songs & Stories. This episode was edited by Marc Gunn & Mitchell Petersen. You can follow and listen to the show on my Patreon or wherever you find podcasts. Sign up to my mailing list to learn more about songs featured in this podcast and discover where I'm performing. Clean energy isn't just good for the planet, it's good for your wallet. Solar and wind are now the cheapest power sources in history. But too many politicians would rather protect billionaires than help working families save on their bills. Real change starts when we stop allowing the ultra-rich to write our energy policy and run our government. Let's choose affordable, renewable power. Clean energy means lower costs, more freedom, and a planet that can actually breathe. Join the Quest and Sing Along at www.pubsong.com! #pubstories  

Æmen Ededéen lived and worked in San Francisco and then Los Angeles for fifteen years before moving to Roswell, New Mexico in 2018 as a grant recipient of the year-long Roswell Artist in Residence Program. He and his wife, the artist Maja Ruznic, have since made New Mexico home and have recently welcomed their first child, a daughter, into the world. Hagler was born at Mountain Home Air Force Base in Idaho in 1979 and is a first-generation college graduate with a visual communications degree from the University of Arizona in Tucson. Self-directed research and travel has underpinned Hagler's career and is essential to how the artist integrates creative influences with his life experience. 2018 saw two museum shows at the Brand Library and Art Center in Los Angeles and the Roswell Museum and Art Center in New Mexico entitled "The River Lethe" and "Love Letters to the Poorly Regarded" respectively. 2021 marks two solo exhibitions for Hagler with "Drawing in the Dark" at Cris Worley in Dallas and "The Living Circle Us" at Unit London, curated by David Anfam. He has exhibited paintings, sculpture, video, and animation in galleries and museums in North and South America, Europe, and Australia including a long list of solo exhibitions. Reviews and features about the work, as well as his own poems and essays, have appeared in a variety of publications and media outlets in the U.S. and other parts of the world. Topics Discussed In This Episode: Æmen on Aletheia House and the inception of the residency (00:03:05) Creating art beyond self-satisfaction; maturing through service to others (00:10:45) Engaging with life soulfully (00:16:41) The film, Being There (Peter Sellers). and aligning with a higher calling (00:21:00) Franz Kafka's The Hunger Artist (00:28:27) Æmen on his relationship with his wife, artist Maja Ruznic (00:36:03) On becoming (00:46:55) On Æmen new book, Nihil (00:52:26) Yoshino and Æmen discuss spirituality and religion (01:03:46) Exploring values; deepening consciousness and awareness (01:19:06) artistdecoded.com instagram.com/aemenededeen aletheia.house    

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In January 1996, the sleepy Brazilian town of Varginha became ground zero for terror from the stars. A crippled cigar-shaped craft plummets from the sky, spewing sulfurous smoke and unearthly debris. Three terrified girls lock eyes with a frail, oil-slicked being—massive head ridged with horns, glowing red orbs pleading in the shadows. Military police grapple a wounded creature into their trunk, its ammonia reek searing lungs and souls alike. Then comes the horror: a young officer scratched by alien touch, whispering "It's inside me" as infection claims his life. Join Gary and GoldieAnn as they peer Within the Mist of Brazil to discuss the cover-ups, vanishings, and red-eyed creatures that haunt the sky—Brazil's Roswell, where the mist hides secrets that still watch from above. Facebook Fan Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/544933724571696Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/withinthemistpodcast/Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@withinthemistpodcast1977 Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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To be continued in part 23, By FinalStand for Literotica. Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 23 Zane Spars with the minds of the Faculty In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels. "You are quite the James T. Kirk in this Undiscovered Country of Freedom Fellowship University," Doctor Scarlett eventually spoke up. I didn't know who that was but I had a feeling it wasn't a modern Christian author. "Who?" I asked. Doctor Scarlett blinked. "James T. Kirk, Captain of the Starship Enterprise, from Star Trek," she seemed confused that I didn't know who this guy was. "Wait, you mean that bald guy? I thought he was named something else," I wondered. "That's Jean Luc Picard, who was the captain in the second series called Star Trek: The Next Generation," she corrected me. It was somewhat amazing to me that the Vice Chancellor was a science fiction buff. Who knew? "Oh, wait, you mean that guy that Chris Pine plays?" I thought I figured it out. "Thank you; he is kind of hot." "No," she corrected, "that is the new series of movies, but it is the same character." I nodded as the pieces slowly came together. "Ah, the Green Orion Slave Girl," I finally clued in, "and that black babe who later showed up on Heroes." Sensing Doctor Scarlett's exasperation I added, "I remember ladies better than I do men." "Obviously," she noted. "I did not call you to my office to discuss trivia, Mr. Braxton, " "Please, call me Zane," I interrupted then, "and I apologize for interrupting. May I call you Victoria?" "Doctor Scarlett will do," she shook her head. "As I was saying, I asked you here to discuss your integration into this school so that we can avoid some of the problems experienced in the past." I looked at her; she looked back, expecting me to say something, but I didn't. "As the sole eligible male on campus, what do you see as your role here?" she pressed on. "Uhmm, Doctor Scarlett, I am a student here, that is my role. Are you implying that I'm looking for something special because I am a guy?" I questioned. "Mr. Braxton, Zane, you are a guy, you have remodeled your personal quarters into a bordello, and there is evidence of you having sexual relations with multiple female students," she responded. "How is that not 'something special'?" "The administration stuck me in the attic, then told me I could set up my room any way I saw fit," I clarified. "The vast majority of my room is set aside for my fellow freshmen to have a place to unwind and relax." "I've never violated any girl's Purity Pledge, though a few have reconsidered it after meeting me," I admitted. "I've been in a few fights, I'm not proud of that. I did as much as I could do to resist Chancellor Bazz, I am proud of that. What she was doing was ten shades of wrong and I don't run away from a righteous fight." "Zane, I am not condemning you for defending the women in your life, nor for having a healthy libido," Doctor Scarlett stunned me with a lack of blame being tossed my way. I worked that over in my mind until I figured out what was going on. "So, do you have any recommendations on what I could do differently to fit in?" I inquired. The problem was, this wasn't about me fitting in. She wasn't lauding my sexuality and she was trying to throw me off-center by the little annoying phone call game, followed by this sympathetic interpretation of my school life to date. I knew she wanted to manipulate me but I didn't know why. I had to get her to tip me her hand so I could figure out what the game was. "Are you familiar with the concept of Christian Female Tribalism?" Scarlett opened. "I get the feeling it has something to do with the six framed articles from non-Christian magazines hanging on your wall," I noted. "Also, you are clearly the darling of the Christian media," I added, as I tallied up the dozen other articles attesting to her fame. "I haven't dedicated my life's work for the sake of popularity," Doctor Scarlett smiled (sure, right). "I am looking into the relationship between Jesus Christ's teachings, men and women. My research has led me to believe that women exist in a more spiritually pure form when solely in the company of other women." "Where do men fit into this picture?" I questioned. "Men provide the ultimate guidance, of course, as well as their roles in procreation and raising male children past the age of eleven," Doctor Scarlett related. "Women are happiest and most effective when they form their own networks and hierarchies." "You don't date much, do you?" I had to ask. "Mr. Braxton, I have lived a chaste life in pursuit of my studies," she answered. "Outside of your father, Victoria, have you ever lived under a man's guidance?" I wondered. It was a calculated move to use her Christian name. "It is Ms. Scarlett, Zane, and I have relied on a variety of pastors for spiritual guidance over the years," she stated. "Okay," I stood up, "we have nothing to discuss then." She didn't yell at me as I headed for the door. "You've never been in love and I can tell you have a poor estimation of romance." "You would be incorrect, Zane; I have been in love but I chose purity over sinfulness," she countered. "My faith is based on God being love, without reservation, restriction, or guilt. I know exactly where you are coming from," I said with my hand on the doorknob as I looked over my shoulder. "You are seeking validation for the mistakes you've made over your lifespan and you are willing to sacrifice the young ladies at the school." I was getting angry. "I was hoping for something better but it seems like a different conductor but the same old music, Doc." "That is not so," Doctor Scarlett stayed calm. "I am not attempting to drive you or any other student off campus. I am not your enemy." "That is simple enough to resolve," I nodded. "What is your perfect women's society view and response to promiscuity?" "Lust is a sin; women should resist sin as vigorously as men," she countered. "The seven deadly sins are Catholic, not the words of Jesus," I grinned. "In fact, the first list wasn't even created until the 4th century after Christ." "That does not make them any less valid," Doctor Scarlett offered. "What is the cut-off date for Bible legitimacy?" I turned and faced her. "1000 Ace? Today, here, and now? Who is to say I can't create new scripture, then?" "I apologize, Zane," she mused, "but you hardly seem to be someone touched by the hand of God with a gift of prophecy." "Do I have to lay on hands to prove it?" I beamed. I had finally been able to interject sexual innuendo into the conversation. She didn't respond like a damn normal person, no. Doctor Scarlett stood up, walked around her desk and came to a stop barely a foot from me. I am not so easily deterred. I leaned into the doctor until my nose was at the crux of her neck and shoulder. I used my cheek to push her hair aside and sniff my way up to her ear. She was really ironclad in her control of her passions. I trailed my nose up to her eyebrow ridge, circled over the forehead, down past the other eye, and over to her lips. We didn't kiss but I did get what I wanted. "How about I call you Victoria when we are alone?" I tested her. "No; call me Ms./Dr./Vice-Chancellor Scarlett," she corrected. "You are my student." "Cool," I shrugged. "Is there anything more for us to discuss?" "I would like to discuss my plans for this school and the role I think you can take on," Scarlett persisted. "We've had that discussion, I chose a messy democracy over any sweet-smelling dictatorial existence," I declared. "Your belief system stands for the denial of self-determination." "It does not, Zane. If anything, it gives women more power over their lives," she explained. "But the basis for your system retains men in charge, with the added 'benefit' of women being more removed from the critical decision-making processes," I replied patiently. "Don't you enjoy being in charge of so many women here at FFU, Zane? You have certainly convinced dozens of women to do what you want, even to their own detriment," Doctor Scarlett drove her point home. I laughed; I couldn't help myself. "I might enjoy being in charge if any of the women would give me the opportunity, Victoria. Honestly, I allow the women here to safely experiment with their sexually," I explained. "Thing is, I really don't mind because I help these ladies become more comfortable in their skins, with their desires, and allow them to share things they have discovered about themselves. If I was with only one woman, what peer could she talk to? You've put your blinders on to the fact that women want to examine those urges they all have," I proposed. "They don't surrender to lust; they acknowledge it, explore those frontiers, and then decide how to use that knowledge," I continued. "Most of the women in my life here don't lose their virginity. I think by challenging their Purity Pledge, they become stronger in their convictions. I'm not taking any choice from them; they are exercising their own will concerning their bodies." "If you deny the male role in the Christian relationship, doesn't that emasculate you?" Victoria asked, and I noticed she didn't chastise me for using her first name this time. "I'm not going to fall into the trap of mistaking sexual activity for true masculine activity," I headed her off. "I would like to think I mediate disputes, help with our studies, and protect them physically if needed. I don't like to fight, but I will fight to defend my ladies. So no, I don't feel less of a man because I listen to, occasionally obey, and always try to respect women." "I see your point, Zane, and I will give it some consideration," Doctor Scarlett lied to me. "Oh, wow, that condescension was unwarranted, Doc," I shook my head. "You would never accept that I could be the man who would alter your lifelong path. You have an unrealistic expectation of what that man would be like but it allows you to pursue your goal without male guidance and still be a good Christian woman." "So now you think I am a hypocrite?" She gave a patient smile. "Nope. I think you believe the theory you are selling, Vic. You are clever, attractive, but somewhat annoyed that your looks give your ideas less credence though you still use your looks when needed. You are manipulative because you are sincere and you want to keep the argument based on rational discourse, not passion." "That would make you my opposite," she observed. "You embrace your gut instincts and allow your emotions to override what you think is the safe course of action. It is a pity you perceive me to be your enemy; I thought we could do great things together." "You are the enemy, but you are not the bad guy; I respect those who have faith, even if it is faith in something I don't agree with," I pointed out. "You believe women are better off without male interference in their lives. I believe there is nothing better in Creation than a man and woman in harmony with one another," I stated. "Don't you believe in safeguarding these young ladies' souls?" Victoria pressed on. "If the ladies were children I could understand your interference," I countered, "but they are adults, capable of making adult decisions, and you do them a disservice by stealing their destinies from them." "You see yourself as a better alternative?" she remained serenely calm, that's so hot. "Lady, my life is a mess," I grinned. "I have a hard time figuring out what I'm going to do much less what I should tell someone else to do." "But you are making the decision that my solution is the wrong one. How do you justify that?" she countered my grin with a smile of her own. "Just because I don't have the right answer doesn't mean I don't recognize the wrong one when I see it," I reposted. "As I said earlier, we have nothing to discuss." "Very well," she allowed, "but please tell me what the whole sniffing thing was about." "It was more than sniffing, Doctor Scarlett. I was looking for your pulse reaction, sweat, what kind of perfume and body soap you use, as well as facial tics and eye dilation." "That is certainly odd," she pointed out. "Well, it tells me you are a mid-thirties virgin who likes feminine things. Your skirt is finely woven wool, your shirt is silk, and your cross is 24 K, as is the necklace, with a real ruby inset. Your bra is a black half-cup, which is very nice if you are wearing a white shirt. Lastly, you are wearing stockings, not pantyhose." "Since neither you nor Ms. Reveal is a lesbian, you are wearing these clothes for your own enjoyment because you are not interested in any man right now," I told her. "You are still holding out for your Mystery Man which is oddly romantic for someone who denies romance." "Ms. Buchanan was right," Scarlett laughed softly. "You would be interesting to deal with." Right as I made ready to ask her what exactly Christina said, my stomach began rumbling. "I'm off to lunch unless you need me for anything right now," I sighed. Victoria turned me around and directed me out the door. Rio, Mercy and Vivian were waiting for me. It rapidly became clear that Rio was Doctor Scarlett's next appointment. "Ms. Reveal," I inquired of Doctor Scarlett's assistant who glared in response. "I'm heading off to the dining hall, and since I doubt you've been able to grab a bite to eat, do you want me to pick up something for you and the doctor?" I doubted that was what she expected. She typed away at her keyboard for a few second, checking out today's menu. "Mr. Braxton, could you get me the Caesar Salad and Doctor Scarlett the trout?" she said. "Zane," Rio snickered softly, "how far did you get? I'd hate to have to sex her up all over again when I can go straight for the main dish." "Smooth, Bro," I groaned while Marisol looked like she was going to staple Rio's ear to the desk. "The Doctor and I talked and that is all," I cautioned Rio. "I suggest you do the same and keep it simple." Rio snorted and followed Doctor Scarlett into her office. Before she dropped out of sight, Rio half-turned, pointed at Victoria's ass, and mouthed 'Wow' and made out the hourglass curves. She was really subtle; only Mercy, Vivian, Marisol and I saw it, which meant all of us. "Mercy, are you going to be okay?" I inquired once the door shut and Mercy had sat down on the bench outside the office. "I need to stay for Rio," Mercy sighed. "Vivian, can you wait for Rio while Mercy and I take a walk?" I asked my guardian. "Absolutely, Zane," Vivian nodded. She took a seat while Mercy followed me wordlessly out the door. "You don't have to do this, Zane," Mercy spoke up after a while. "Own up to all you do, Mercy," I replied, "and by that, I mean I brought you and Rio into a collision course so I am as responsible for your happiness as I am for Rio's." "I, umm, thank you," Mercy worked out the words. "Rio can be too much to handle at times." "Yes," I wrapped a very inappropriate arm around her shoulder, "she can be, but I feel she's worth putting up with the bull crap. Don't be discouraged by her fooling around with other women, or men; Rio is far more loyal than people give her credit for. She may do things to piss you off, that's a given, but she wants to be with you. In fact, who do you believe she was thinking of when she bought that ass plug?" "You?" she meekly mocked me. "Ha, ha, ha," I chuckled. "That is the reason I don't sleep on my stomach these days, Mercy. She plays rough. She loves rough too, so I feel it is an adequate trade-off. If you want to snuggle with someone else from time to time, you are welcome on my pillow any night." "Zane, do you think I'm a lesbian? What I am trying to say is, I think I may be a lesbian but I'm not sure," Mercy confided in me. "It doesn't matter what I think but in my experience, you are bi-sexual, not a dedicated lesbian. That could mean that you like relationships with girls but the occasional fling with a guy," I said. "You have had sex with me and I know you enjoyed it. You are not in an environment that allows many men so now that you are coming into your sexuality, you are confronted by women. Sexual orientation is one thing; sexual preference is another," I went on to say, "At Spring Break we should put your ideas to the test. Until then, don't worry too much about it." "Not being a virgin would be horrible enough," Mercy related. "If my parents thought I was homosexual, they would die, or kill me." "Mercy, do you think what you are doing is sinful?" I questioned. Mercy had to think about that for a while. We gathered up three trays and made our way back to the Vice Chancellor's office. "Yes, yes, I do, Zane," Mercy muttered. "I am afraid I'm going to Hell." "Mercy, you are not going to hell, at least not for what you've been doing the past few weeks," I comforted her. "Think about the good you've done for Rio." "I am still steeped in perversions," she moped. "Trust me on this; the battle between Heaven and Hell will not be decided by the playful use of a dildo, ass plug, or vibrator," I whispered into her ear. Mercy rewarded me with a wicked little smile. "What matters is the happiness you bring, the trust you earn, and the powerless you protect. Don't knock yourself out because you too are feeling pleasure." Mercy stopped walking which brought me up short. She worried her lower lip as she worked some things out in her head. "Do you think I'm really Rio's best hope at salvation?" she asked softly. "You more than anyone else," I responded. I could see a weight lifting off her shoulders. "Thank you, Zane," she smiled at me. We entered the Administration building and headed for the Vice-Chancellor's office. "I'm going to have to tell Rio about his conversation," I told her. Mercy looked uncertain. "Someone deserves a spanking, don't you think?" That wonderful little lusty smile crept onto her lips once more. More Monday Mornings   Doing the correct thing is good; doing right and confounding your enemies at the same time is golden. Blow & Arrow "You are getting better, Zane," Molly Travers told me after my rotation to the shooting line. "If you say so," I shrugged. "I've yet to hit the rings twice in a row." "But you are hitting the target every time," she pointed out. "Great," I chuckled, "if I ever get attacked by a rhino or a barn door, I'll do fine." "If it is a big barn door, a really big barn door," she snickered in sympathy. "So, uhmm, what do you think your chances against Hope are?" "Huh," I looked to her, "are you betting on me and Hope's sparring match?" "It's not really a bet, more like a wager," Molly grinned. "Betting and wagering is the same thing, Molly," I pointed out. "Okay, fine, we are betting on the outcome," Molly admitted. "So what do you think the odds of you winning are?" "Barring the intervention of large fighting robots, I'd bet on the cute Asian chick to win," I joked. "Arrows," Chastity called out. It was my job to retrieve all the expended arrows from the field, being the junior member of the team. After that we did one more round, then we cleaned up and made our way to either study period or our next club. Chastity held me back so that we could go to Karate class together. "Don't be too hard on Hope," Chastity abruptly told me. "I'm not all that sure I can beat her, Chastity," I confided. "Oh, there is no chance of that," Chastity assured me. "She's going to destroy you. I only want to make sure you are a good sport about it because she really likes you and she's worried you might take this beating the wrong way." I stopped and stared at her somewhat incredulously. "Oh, come on," I grumbled. "I have some sort of chance. She's not that good." "If thinking that makes you feel better," she patted me on the back. "Well, if you believe I can't win, you will be willing to make a wager on the outcome then," I challenged Chastity. "What would it be?" Chastity mused. "You in a little, itty-bitty French Maid's outfit for twelve hours of my choosing," I said. "What do I get if Hope wins?" Chastity countered. "What would you want?" I grinned. "Any one favor to be decided on later," was what she came back with. "Oh, please, my favor is relatively precise while you want the world," I pointed out. "Okay, I want one 'forgiveness' in advance," Chastity offered. I groaned. "You just have to keep busting my chops, don't you?" I sighed. "Fine, I'll make the bet." For a private sparring match, Hope and I drew a great deal of attention. Christina, Heaven, Chastity, and Faith were expected, as was Coach Gorman. I had kind of hoped Cappadocia would hang around so we could hook up when the fight was over. Everyone else was rather distracting. Both Hope and I went shirtless, me bare-chested and she with a black sports bra, as well as barefoot. We set up four meters apart with Hope doing something that mimicked warm-up exercises. It took a second of eye contact for the fight to begin. I kicked out viciously; she collapsed beneath the blow and swept my legs. My back slapped the mats and before I could move or mount much of a defense, Hope was all over me. It was arm bar and she had my head in a scissor lock and that was that. I tapped out before she could render me unconscious. No one said anything as I regained my feet. I was careful not to make eye contact until I'd backed up a bit. I had no clue to what kind of Monkey Kung-fu she had just worked on me but I knew that what little Thai Kickboxing I had wasn't cutting it, but I knew even less Karate and even less of what Gorman and Black had shown me. It boiled down to making use of what I did know to the best effect. This time I danced to the left using a little trick Gabrielle Black had taught me (with some pain added). At first Hope mirrored my movements so when I lashed out with my first kick it caught her off-guard since I'd also been slowly closing the distance between us. She tried to snake within my reach but I kept shifting and kicking to hold her at bay. When she finally did get inside, I hit her with every fist/arm/elbow strike I knew. I knocked her back, pursued her, and for a moment it looked like I had a chance. Hope kept maneuvering with the grace of a gymnast so I couldn't pin her to the mat. Once she got to her feet I sensed I was rapidly running out of options. I certainly didn't expect a chop to my temple and that was pretty much all she wrote. She jumped up, put her knee into my diaphragm and rode me to the ground. I managed to block twice against her strikes as she straddled my stomach. I almost knocked her aside, we wrestled, and that was the totally wrong thing to do. I knew crap about wrestling. My tapping out was a foregone conclusion once she got me on my stomach. For a second I lay there marveling how quickly I'd gone down, twice. I noticed that Hope was still standing astride my body so I rolled over in place and looked up. For a second she had this look that reminded me of staring into the pitiless depths of the ocean. "My head hurts," I emphasized with a deep breath. That set off a flash of light in her eyes. "The important one or the one on top of your neck?" she smiled from above. Hope crossed her arms and helped me stand. "Are we okay?" she suddenly seemed worried. "Oh, hell, no," I gasped. "I've got to learn me some of those moves. You were freaking awesome." That outburst gained me a snort of amusement on her part. "I am not a master so I would have to consult my master before taking on a student," Hope informed me. "Your Father?" I was curious. "No; my Father had to get permission to teach my sisters and me. My Master is back in Korea," she answered. Hope and I parted ways and various friends now felt free to join the party. "Damn, Bro, she kicked your ass. I'm ashamed to call you family," Rio mocked me. "Rio, now you know how he feels about you every day," Valarie shot back. "I think he did pretty good, all things considered," Coach Dana Gorman stated. "I don't believe Zane's ever fought against a 'soft' or passive style." "Fifteen or twenty more years and I would have had her," I chuckled. "You are right, Coach; I've never seen her precise style. I've tried some of the exercises monks use but those were primitive compared to what Hope showed me today. Now I think I'm going to take a shower." "Everyone will clear out now," Coach ordered as I made my way to the showers. ZETAS "Honestly, Zane," Sahara lectured me deliciously, "did you have to flush my phone down the toilet?" "Technically, I only dropped it in," I corrected. "I didn't hit the handle. Besides, you know your husband would only annoy us with his incessant phone calls." "I still feel a little guilty," Sahara sighed. "He knew when I would be over and where we would be going if he wasn't going to be kind enough to be there," I pointed out. "The only reason to call you would be to ruin the moment he could have pre-empted by showing a little consideration for your feelings." "That is not fair," Sahara countered. "My husband is a community leader with many responsibilities." "So would you be if people would wake up and see you as I do," I answered. "Zane, I don't want any misconceptions about me," Sahara stared at me intently. "I am loyal to my marital vows." "I don't doubt that for a second," I agreed. "Betrayal leaves its own scars and I don't see any on you." Sahara didn't immediately react to that, instead taking a long sip of her tea. "Certainly you have heard the rumors by now?" she said softly. "Yes, and I believe them," I responded gravely. I let that hang there for thirty seconds. "Aliens did land in Roswell, New Mexico in 1947, and they interred the bodies at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base before finally moving them to Area 51." Sahara didn't know what to make of that for a second but slowly began to smirk. "What? Was there another rumor that I should be giving a damn about?" I concluded. "Some people compromise for the easy way out, some people remain mostly steadfast and take the hard road, but you are the only man I know who gladly skips through a minefield because even the hard road is too much of a compromise for you," she commented. "I can only be me," I replied. "I couldn't be you; I doubt the clothes would fit." "Oh, you are such a strange individual," she tilted her head. Before she could explain our food arrived and she felt it prudent to wait until there were fewer prying ears. "Do you think it is appropriate for me to, ask about Ms. Vickers?" "No," I responded patiently. "If you ever feel like it is your business, she's in church every Sunday and she's nice, if a bit nervous considering the current circumstances." "It is only that I hear things about you when my husband talks to other people and, much of it doesn't make sense," she added. "For instance, I believe I'm the only one who sees it but I'm sure you are having an affair with Rochelle Wellington." "I'm neither confirming nor denying anything but how does that make you feel?" I countered. "Infidelity is a crime," she answered after a few seconds, "but Mayor Wellington is a horrible, horrible man." And this was coming from the woman married to that bastard, Pastor Bill. "I confess that I find the whole thing very amusing, to the point where I pray to Christ for forgiveness virtually every night. That includes using me as a distraction for Kendra's nosey little self." "That was not my intent if that's any consolation," I sighed. "I simply thought we had a lot in common." "Such as?" she smiled. "Well, before we moved here, we had no idea where Lancaster, Virginia was," I started. "We both know that waving a Bible around doesn't make someone holy; a custom may be fine for you but it isn't for everyone and we know what it is to be judged by people who have never gotten to know us," I completed. "I also wanted you to know that I know about Bill and we are not alone." "Know? What do 'we' know?" she asked confidently enough. "We know why he let them think you were the one who was unfaithful," I clarified somewhat. Sahara stared at me, her face torn by a plethora of warring emotions; loyalty, anger over being betrayed, and relief that she didn't bear this terrible burden alone anymore were all there. "Men handle such things differently than women," Sahara told me in a distant voice. "My father wanted boys." "I imagine your Father-in-Law wishes he had raised his boy to be a man too," I joked. "That's unfair," I corrected myself. "I have nothing against men of a different persuasion. It is bastards I have a problem with." "Please, Zane, he is still my husband," Sahara admonished me. "Well, he had better start treating you better or I may re-familiarize him with Deuteronomy 23:1 (ty-jw)," I responded. "Your loyalty to him should be met with respect. That is the deal we make when we get married." "What makes you think you know so much about marriage?" Sahara inquired after a bite, some savory chewing and a gulp. "I'm smarter than I look. Okay, that's not too difficult, but I'm usually smarter than people give me credit for." "Smart things like inviting Ms. Kennan to services yesterday?" she taunted me. "I actually didn't invite her but don't tell anyone; I revel in people's opinion that I'm irreverent," I grinned. Sahara tried and failed to fight down her own smile in response. "I've actually invited Belle, Ms. Kennan, to live with me and Jill as well as giving her a job." "I, I don't know what to make of that," Sahara worried. "She's very pretty, I imagine." "Sahara, you need to become a better judge of people," I said. "I wouldn't trust Belle with my car keys or my favorite cuff links, but I'd trust her with Jill's life or my own." "Sometimes it helps to remember we are still listening to the words of a poor carpenter's son who suffered through exile," I pointed out, "who wouldn't do what the authorities told him to do, died because he was betrayed by a close friend, and went to the grave abandoned by all those who said they understood him; not most people's first choice for founder of the world's largest religion." "When you put it that way, it sounds depressing," Sahara agreed. "It also sounds exactly as it played out. It often does not occur to most believers that the flame of Christianity almost fluttered out before it ever really came to life." She looked for me to say something but all I did was grin. A few seconds later I saw that flicker of understanding come alive in her eyes. "Here you are, the star of multiple on-line sexual misadventures, sitting with the preacher's disreputable wife in the most romantic restaurant in town and we are discussing morality and religion," she chuckled. "No one will believe us despite this being the truth. I find your perverse and bizarre sense of humor very enchanting, Zane." "The important thing is that you are having a good time, Sahara," I explained. She laughed out loud, drawing attention to our little candlelit alcove of the eatery. I doubted she cared and I certainly didn't. We finished our meal, I paid, and we headed straight back to her place. The game was, we left zero time for any possible hanky-panky to take place. We wanted the people who were going to accuse us of impropriety to make real asses of themselves when we revealed our timeline established by my filling up of gas right before picking her up, our valet ticket at the restaurant, and finally, our credit card receipt for the restaurant itself. I had outlined my plan to Sahara and she heartily approved. Unlike the time her husband had screwed her over, she could fight this scandal. I pulled into the Penny's driveway and I rushed around to get her door for her (thank you, Heaven, for that bit of etiquette). We walked through the front door only to see Pastor Bill a few steps away from the door. "Where have you been?" he growled. Sahara dutifully lowered her head. "We were at Zetas," I stated calmly, "right where I told you we would be." Bill ground his teeth and glared at Sahara. "What have you been doing?" he snapped. "Nothing," I now grinned. "I accidentally left the lube and the box of condoms on your kitchen counter." Pastor Bill was rendered speechless. "I was the one who dropped her phone into the toilet; don't blame Sahara," I told him. "Sahara, this was fun. I don't often get to have an adult conversation about the basis of Christianity. I do appreciate your insights. I gotta go now. You two have a good evening and I guess I'll see you on Wednesday night, Sahara. Bill, I'll see you on Sunday." "I doubt you will be seeing my wife again," Bill finally ground out. "Sahara, please give me and your husband a moment alone?" I asked her. "Of course, Zane, and thank you again for an intellectually stimulating night," was her own way at rebelling. I could tell ol' Bill didn't appreciate her pleasant tone to me one bit. When she had moved out of sight I leaned into my so-called religious leader. "Bill," I whispered to him, "between you, me and God, if something happens to Sahara, I'm giving you one year and a day, then they'll never find your body. You know the kind of low-lifes I hang out with. I'm not bluffing. The only other injustice will be that you won't suffer nearly enough. Am I absolutely fucking clear?" "I'm not afraid of you, you sleazy scumbag punk," he hissed. "Whatever, Bill, but you might want to know that the circuit board for your home security system is manufactured by a company I own," I lied. I had no idea if there was a circuit board for his system or who the hell manufactured it, but I was pretty sure he didn't know either. Bill and I were at an impasse. He was a bully and a liar who was used to manipulating people using both other people's faith and sins to get what he wanted. My advantage was that I was well known to be willing to inflict pain to get what I wanted (I just wanted to protect my ladies) and he was averse to actual physical confrontation. Belle brought a whole new definition to the conflict at First Anointed Free-willed Fellowship of Christ Church. There were a growing number of people willing to resist the order Bill had crafted for his own power. Now people defied him and the normal techniques of censor had little effect. His best hope was that Zane Braxton would get hung in another bizarre encounter and remove himself from the equation without Bill's interference. That was his hope, anyway. ON The CRUX OF CHANGE "Hey, Briana," I told my buddy from Colorado State. I was standing outside the door that led to my floor once more. "Hey, Future Slave to my Desires," she giggled back. She was a whole lot more playful than the last time we'd talked. "Gak!" I played with her. "I'm pleased to find you in higher spirits tonight. I hope that means you are doing better?" "Actually, I had a freaky weekend," she sighed. "I met my boyfriend's other girlfriend, it was a totally psycho-girlfriend moment too. She came at me when I was training with some sisters for a 5K run. She appeared in the parking lot and started screaming at me. It was scary. I had three sisters and she brought two wacked-out friends. A pair of off-duty firemen broke it up; sadly, one is married and the other is gay." "Briana, I have a confession: I'm a gay man in denial and I'm tired of hiding the real me," I stated sincerely. Briana's laughter rocketed through the connection, followed by some off-screen conversation, then the phone being handed around. "If you want that lie to be believable, tell us you are secretly a lesbian," Jarunee snickered at me in her native Thai tongue. "Give me a second and I'll come up with something more believable," I chuckled back in the same lingo. "How have you been?" "Pretty good; better than you since that little Korean girl wiped your ass all over the mats," she responded in English. "Okay, she's not so little, and I have it on good authority she was a champion on the Tijuana Midget Fighting Circuit while still in preschool," I covered my ass, then a fear began clawing its way inside me. "Is there any suggestion that she and I may have gone to bed together?" "Of course; this morning's upload," Jarunee informed me. "Oh, in that case, please tell the rest of the Kappa Sigmas that I won't be doing Spring Break after all," I groaned. "What, why?" Jarunee gulped, wondering what she'd done wrong. "Her dad is going to kill me," I related jokingly. "I won't make it to the end of this semester, much less to March. It was a nice dream, though." "Are you serious?" Jarunee worried. "Apparently Hope's, that's Hope Song who kicked my ass, father is some sort of a South Korean superman who eats two-bit punks like me for breakfast," I shrugged. "It can't be, and the phone was taken away. "Oh, my God! Was that one of Yeong Song's daughters you banged that can now be seen all over the internet?" a different girl babbled. "You really are a dead man." "Ooo-kayyy, who are you, by the way? I'm Zane," I started off. "Sorry. I'm Chrissy and my father is in the Navy and he does, stuff. I don't know how bad that man is but I've seen SEALs scramble to get out of that man's way faster than they would for any admiral." "What? That's absurd," I joked. "No one is that much of a bad-ass." Except for Gabrielle Black, I am so going to die at this man's hands, aren't I? "All I know is that the Navy decided it was safer to put him up at our house as opposed to a motel. Mom got upset because apparently the North Korean government put a huge bounty on his head since he killed so many of their Special Forces guys, no lie." I said nothing for the longest time. "Maybe he'll think I'm good son-in-law material," I tried to sound upbeat. "Yes," Chrissy tried to sound positive as well. I, of course, was desperately trying to remember how many times I had made Hope suck my cock, and our discussion of anal sex wasn't worth mentioning. Curling up into a fetal ball wouldn't do anyone any good either. "Very well, Chrissy. Can I talk to Briana one more time?" I asked. "Of course, Zane, and don't worry; the whole Kappa Sigma Sorority will start working on this problem. We will figure out something," she assured me. "Hey, guy," Briana sounded apprehensive, "are you going to be okay?" "Babe, it is just another day ending in 'y'. I've got this," I said confidently. "Good night, now." Briana said her good-byes and I took a moment to get my thoughts together before heading upstairs. It turned out I had over seventy ladies in my place, none more surprising than Coach Dana Gorman. She was paired with Valarie against Millicent and Raven in what looked like a close match up on the pool table. Another totally bizarre image was Vivian and Rio laying stomach first on the floor near one of the TV's, calves kicking in the air with Vivian helping Rio with something oddly akin to schoolwork. Mercy, Opal, Brandi, and Brigit were gathered around the closest table having formed some sort of study group as well. Magically enough, in the twilight of my life (no, I am not over-reacting!) it is good to see one of my plans actually work in almost the way I had intended. No one had noticed me arrive so I turned to go to the drink bar, and walked right into Paige. "Hi!" she squealed in excited delight. Her tight little albino body vibrated with orgasmic energy. "Hey, Babe," I kissed her on the lips lightly. She kept her hands tightly clasped behind her back. "You don't smell like sex," she grinned. "I went out to eat with the preacher's wife, Paige," I groaned. "Not every date is an inevitable sexual hook-up. We had a nice meal and talked about our church, morality, and religion, honest to God." "I believe you," Paige wouldn't stop grinning. "Cordelia is in your room, waiting for you, and thank you, thank you, thank you." Paige was undoubtedly ecstatic over the red marker on Cordelia's face that read 'Paige is smarter'. To see that was one of Paige's deepest desires. Cordelia was working away on her tablet as I slipped into my room. She was fully on my sleeping stage, lying on her back and tablet held up over her head as she worked on it. "Hello, Zane," Cordelia said. "I like your place; it is very you." "Cordelia," I managed to say back in a civil tongue. "Did you know who Yeong Song is?" "Of course I do," Cordelia answered without looking away from her work. I didn't say too much because I had little polite to say to the girl at the moment. After a minute she finished up working on her computer, put it down, propped herself up on her elbows, and smiled my way. Her pigtails swayed as she looked me over. "You are upset," she noted. "Why are you here?" I inquired curtly. "Oh, now we are in the 'you are angry with me but doing an admirable job controlling your violent impulses and going to reduce your interactions with me yet not going to let me alter your lifestyle in any way' phase," Cordelia sighed. "I am not fighting the fact that you are the smartest person on campus, maybe the smartest person I've ever met, but I think we are done playing around. When I drive out of these gates for the last time four years from now, I'm going to forget you and go on with my life," I told her. Cordelia smirked, then laughed. "Zane, I made you, you are my creation," she giggled. I was about to get pissed, then I got another boot to the head. "I was drawn to your family's tragic death years ago, saw your return to the United States as an excellent opportunity for us both, created several identities, talked to your aunt on-line about FFU, altered the admissions software so your application would be accepted, and made sure your medical records weren't examined until you were on campus." "You put me and Rio together," I pieced together; Cordelia nodded. "Iona?" "Ah, she's loyal to you, but it was easy enough to put her in your class. She is the type of girl who runs across traffic to save a turtle crossing the road," Cordelia smiled. "I knew she'd rally to your side, just like I knew that would be enough to keep you here until other events unfolded," she seemed terribly pleased. "Now the sorority and Christina are all you as well as the run-ins with the law, but you are my weapon to use on this campus, Zane. I could never beat Chancellor Bazz without creating a scandal that would break the school apart," she informed me. "Your rebellion was a possibility I explored but your ability to enlist Christina and the freshmen wasn't something I could facilitate; again, that was all your doing." "I have respected you and Heaven," Cordelia pointed out. "Because Christina and I would kill you," I countered. "No; I kept her secret because I am not needlessly cruel," she said. I almost believed it. "Wrong, Cordelia; you didn't betray Heaven because Christina and I would leave FFU," I stated. "Your game would fall apart; not because either one of us is special but because you don't like playing with dumb people, there is no challenge to it." Cordelia's smile only got wider. "You don't disappoint," she remarked, without a hint of shame or guilt. "Am I forgiven?" It occurred to me that no matter how absurd on the surface, Cordelia wanted someone to know and, in a way, understand her genius. "I think we may be past that," I murmured. "How about this; the Time Lord Mafia needs, I need your help," she confessed, but I was wary. "When Ms. Black came here I was suspicious that her record was too clean," Cordelia related, "so when you gave me that warning, I began digging very carefully. Well, this morning something happened." "Oh, crap," I muttered. "How bad and how likely is it that you will be tracked back to here?" "I set up a blind station in Lima, Peru," she said matter-of-factly, "all paid for in cash by people who don't know the real me. I had surveillance on the place as standard practice. Late last night, Lima time, three armed men broke into the small room and tore the place up." "Who were they?" I was now more intrigued. "They spoke perfect Spanish so I had no clue until one of them screwed up and a cheap shelf fell on him. He cursed in Hebrew." Cordelia exhibited real shock. "They were Mossad. I check up on some other stuff and I really think they are Israeli intelligence." What in the hell was Mossad doing hunting Gabrielle? What the hell was the only guy in an all-girls university doing getting involved with all this? Fuck it all, I'm a horny eighteen-year-old boy with more girlfriends than any two sane men would want. Wasn't talking to yourself one of the signs of mental instability? I was saved by the phone, sort of. "Zane, this is Doctor Scarlett," the Vice Chancellor said, "I am at your door and I need to come up and talk to you for a bit." "Of course, Doctor Scarlett," I responded as I caught Cordelia's eye. I hung up and the two of us headed into the main area. As soon as we exited the screens, Cordelia went toward the closest group of students to warn them and I travelled down the stairs. "Hey, Doctor," I greeted my latest guest. I screened the keypad from her view, asked the system for a new password, and read it off to her as it popped up. Doctor Scarlett reentered the code and had it scan her thumbprint without comment. "Thank you, Zane," Victoria greeted me politely. "I would like to see your domicile as well, if that is convenient." "Sure thing," I told her. "We have about forty-five minutes before curfew so it's pretty occupied." "It is your room," she nodded. "I have every reason to believe you are responsible with its use." I wouldn't say that, but then in the past five minutes my life had gone to hell anyway, and I had to put up a good face until bedtime. "Ah, the pictures I've seen do not do the view justice, Mr. Braxton," Doctor Scarlett exhaled. "Relax, take a walk around, and/or help yourself to some food, Doc," I offered. "After nine o'clock you may call me Victoria, Zane," she allowed in return. I was a little stunned. No one seemed overjoyed that Victoria was here but they weren't stampeding toward the door either. "You provide a great deal of stability," she told me softly. "Your presence provides your guests with a sense of peace and safety." "Perhaps you missed Coach Gorman giving two of your students pool lessons right over there?" I suggested. "Dana is your guest too, though I doubt her mood is swayed one way or another by your sense of calm," she grinned, then was brought up short. "Zane, there are two women in, bikinis in your, " "It is a hot tub," I provided the identification, "and I also provide the swim suits for those who need them." Victoria stared at me for a few seconds and I could sense her ready to finally explode on me with some righteous rage toward my overtly sexual ways. "Why would you have women's swimsuits?" she asked patiently. "I have one-pieces as well," I responded. "What would be the point of installing a hot tub, showers, and a sauna if I don't also supply the girls with swimsuits and towels?" Those words put her back on an even keel. Still -- "Doc, I have women coming in my second-story bedroom window back home in the middle of the night for the purposes of sexual intercourse," I sighed. "I hardly need to give students here revealing clothing to feed any vicarious thrill. Do you want a suit to take a dip?" "Let me think about that," she replied quickly. "How long does it take you to obtain a girl a suit?" "I have a suit for you already; you are virtually Vivian's size. And I even have one in red if that is your preference," I said. "Do you really want me to be in a red bikini?" she wondered. It was a trick question. "It is a one-piece, and all I want is for you to be as happy as you can be without trampling on the aspirations of others," I answered. "So you feel responsible for all the girls at this school," she stated. It took me a moment to realize this was a statement, not a question. "Good night, Zane," Victoria smiled. "Good night, ladies," she called out to the room. A chorus of 'good night's' were returned. She disappeared down the stairs and I felt a deep desire to be alone. Peace and quiet sounded good, yeah, I know. "Bro?" Rio snuck up on me. She gave me a quick once-over, then tenderly wove her arms around my waist and hugged me tightly. "I'm okay, Rio," I muttered. "Don't lie to me," she squeezed me tighter. "Trust me; I know that desperate, hopeless look well and I can see it creeping up behind your eyes. Zane, I don't know what's wrong and I'm not going to ask, but I want you to know that I'm here for you." I tilted my upper body back and met her gaze. "Who are you and what have you done to my Rio?" I grinned weakly. "Hey," she remained scarily compassionate, "you've soaked up my pain often enough. It is about time you let me carry some of yours." "What can I do?" Iona wiggled up to my side. A further miracle was delivered when Paige appeared within my field of vision at over five feet away. "Guys, do you think I can have the night to myself? I need to work out things in my head," I begged. "Consider it done," Rio and Iona stated together. Iona departed to spread the word. Rio departed as well, but doubled back to give me another hug. "Zane, don't leave me," she whispered into my chest. "Three seconds ago I was going to knock you out, roll you up in a blanket, and take you with me when I scaled the walls and ran home," I sighed. "To the bitter end," I gave Rio's and my own little motto. "To the bitter end," she mumbled back. After that, going to bed was surprisingly easy. "Zane," Gabrielle greeted me with a ghostly voice. I had called her and said we needed to talk. "Someone did some poking around on you," I told her, "and as a result, three Mossad agents broke into a false station they had in Peru. Is there anything we need to know about why Israeli Intelligence sent three armed men looking for you?" "Three," she mused. "The back-up squad was outside. Since you made no mention of a grenade, I assume they wanted me alive. What are the odds of them tracing the search back to Freedom Fellowship?" As she talked, she sat down on the bed next to me, next to my hip. "Since I have no clue as to what resources they can bring to bear, I would feel safe enough remaining here if they were after me," I answered. "What's your next move?" For a reason that went way beyond insane, I suddenly didn't want her to leave. "I wait. I do not have infinite exit plans or resources," she told me. "You are taking this awful well," I noted. "As opposed to wasting energy becoming pointlessly annoyed? You will keep me apprised of further developments," she commanded then rose to leave. "Gabrielle, do you know a guy named Yeong Song?" I blurted out. "I know of him but I've never met him," she stop

The 1941 Cape Gerardeau UFO crash precedes the Roswell incident by six years. This is a story about a man of faith confronted with the impossible task of giving last rites to extraterrestrials.

MD Selig's book, "Hush" is a novel but is based on the historical experiences of the author, MD Selig. He was a fighter pilot during Desert Storm as well as a senior intelligence officer. He got to see all sides of a story; how it was in real life, how the public was informed about it, and what wasn't being seen. He learned a lot. His book is full of action and includes so much of the mysteries of the past including the stories about Roswell. Talking with him is a real treat so don't miss this very intriguing interview.  

===== MDJ Script/ Top Stories for October 31st Publish Date:  October 31st    Commercial: From the BG AD Group Studio, Welcome to the Marietta Daily Journal Podcast.    Today is Friday, October 31st and Happy Birthday to John Candy I’m Keith Ippolito and here are the stories Cobb is talking about, presented by Times Journal Superior Plumbing Taste of Kennesaw is Saturday Marietta honors Rev. Dr. Nelson Price with Roswell Street commemorative naming Students can apply to over 60 Georgia colleges and universities for free in November Plus, Leah McGrath from Ingles Markets on carrots All of this and more is coming up on the Marietta Daily Journal Podcast, and if you are looking for community news, we encourage you to listen and subscribe!  BREAK: Ingles Markets 4 STORY 1: Superior Plumbing Taste of Kennesaw is Saturday  Mark your calendars—The Superior Plumbing Taste of Kennesaw is back! On Nov. 1, from 11 a.m. to 6 p.m., downtown Kennesaw (2829 Cherokee Street) will transform into a foodie’s paradise. Picture this: over 30 local restaurants serving up their best bites, a Beer Garden for the grown-ups, live music all day, and even a big screen for catching the games. Kids? They’ll be busy with inflatable slides and bounces while you stroll through the Georgia Grown Member Village. Restaurants like The Melting Pot, Gus’s Fried Chicken, and Williamson Brothers BBQ are just a few of the highlights. Admission’s free, and food samples range from $1 to $10. Proceeds benefit local charities like Shop with a Mustang and KSU Cares. Parking? Plenty—downtown, Adams Park, or First Baptist Church. Questions? Call 770-423-1330 or visit kennesawbusiness.org. Don’t miss it! STORY 2: Marietta honors Rev. Dr. Nelson Price with Roswell Street commemorative naming  For 35 years, Rev. Dr. Nelson Price stood at the pulpit of Roswell Street Baptist Church, drawing thousands to hear his sermons. Now, the stretch of Roswell Street from Marietta Square to Cobb Parkway—yes, past the Big Chicken—will honor his legacy as the “Rev. Nelson L. Price Memorial Pathway.” The name of the road isn’t changing, but two signs will mark the tribute. At Wednesday’s dedication, Mayor Steve “Thunder” Tumlin called it a “joyous occasion,” adding, “He wasn’t just a road; he was a pathway—a lamp to our feet.” Price, who passed away in August at 94, left an indelible mark on Cobb County. He mentored students, counseled presidents, baptized thousands, and even delivered Jimmy Carter’s 1977 inauguration address. The church he led grew from 700 members to a 10,000-strong congregation, filling a 4,000-seat sanctuary every Sunday. At the unveiling, friends and family shared stories. Former Braves pitcher Jim Nash recalled meeting Price in 1969: “My wife made me go to church. Best decision ever.” Price’s wife, “Miss Trudy,” thanked everyone, saying Nelson would’ve been humbled. STORY 3: Students can apply to over 60 Georgia colleges and universities for free in November  Good news for Georgia high school seniors: college application fees? Waived. Yep, over 60 colleges and universities across the state are letting seniors apply for free this November, thanks to a partnership between the Georgia Student Finance Commission (GSFC), the University System of Georgia, the Technical College System of Georgia, and private schools. No limits, either—apply to as many schools as you want. Fees can add up fast, so this is a big deal for families. If you use the GEORGIA MATCH admissions dashboard, the fee waivers are automatic. Curious? Head to GAfutures.org for the full list of schools and details. GSFC’s goal? Making college more affordable, plain and simple. We have opportunities for sponsors to get great engagement on these shows. Call 770.799.6810 for more info.  We’ll be right back. Break: Ingles Markets 4 STORY 4: Gwinnett SWAT team captures Marietta murder suspect A man accused of killing his stepfather in a Marietta apartment shooting is now in custody after a SWAT team arrested him in Gwinnett County. Pharron Carlos Banks, 26, had been on the run since Monday night, when police say he fatally shot 58-year-old Michael Jackson during a domestic dispute at the Briggs at Power Park apartments on Franklin Gateway. Officers arrived just after 6:30 p.m. to find Jackson with multiple gunshot wounds. He was rushed to Wellstar Kennestone Hospital but didn’t survive. Banks fled before police arrived. His car was later found near the Atlanta University Center and brought back to Marietta for evidence processing. On Wednesday, Marietta police tracked Banks to a home in Gwinnett. With a search warrant in hand, Gwinnett’s SWAT team surrounded the house, issued commands, and arrested Banks just after 5 p.m. “Our hearts go out to the family and everyone affected by this tragedy,” Marietta police said, thanking Gwinnett officers for their help. STORY 5: Marietta council tabling measure that would require permit to protest The Marietta City Council hit pause on a proposed ordinance that would require permits for protests, opting to send it back for legal review. Councilwoman Cheryl Richardson made the motion, saying the city needs a constitutional law expert to weigh in. The ordinance, as written, would require groups of five or more to get a permit for an “expression event,” limit protest locations and times, and restrict sound amplification like megaphones. “Expression’s not the issue—it’s volume,” said Mayor Steve “Thunder” Tumlin. Richardson wasn’t sold. “Five people? That’s too small. If seven of us wave on a corner, we’d need a permit? That’s not right,” she said, adding the term “expression” felt off. The committee unanimously agreed to table it. Next meetings: Nov. 10 (work session) and Nov. 12 (voting). And now here is Leah McGrath from Ingles Markets on carrots We’ll have closing comments after this. Break: Ingles Markets 4 Signoff-   Thanks again for hanging out with us on today’s Marietta Daily Journal Podcast. If you enjoy these shows, we encourage you to check out our other offerings, like the Cherokee Tribune Ledger Podcast, the Marietta Daily Journal, or the Community Podcast for Rockdale Newton and Morgan Counties. Read more about all our stories and get other great content at mdjonline.com Did you know over 50% of Americans listen to podcasts weekly? Giving you important news about our community and telling great stories are what we do. Make sure you join us for our next episode and be sure to share this podcast on social media with your friends and family. 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CTL Script/ Top Stories of October 31st Publish Date: October 31st   Pre-Roll: From the Ingles Studio Welcome to the Award-Winning Cherokee Tribune Ledger Podcast  Today is Friday, October 31st and Happy Birthday to John Candy I’m Peyton Spurlock and here are the stories Cherokee is talking about, presented by Times Journal Cherokee County food pantries preparing for SNAP freeze Walmart drone delivery service coming to Woodstock Pigtails & Crewcuts announces new Woodstock salon owner Plus, Leah McGrath from Ingles Markets on carrots We’ll have all this and more coming up on the Cherokee Tribune-Ledger Podcast, and if you’re looking for Community news, we encourage you to listen and subscribe!  Commercial: Ingles Markets 10 STORY 1: Cherokee County food pantries preparing for SNAP freeze With the federal government shutdown, SNAP benefits—food stamps—are set to stop this Saturday, leaving over 1.4 million Georgians scrambling. Food pantries in Cherokee County are bracing for the surge. MUST Ministries is already feeling the strain. They’re ramping up efforts with mobile pantries, fresh food distributions, and toy shop registrations already spiking. Donations? Desperately needed. Encompass Ministries is rolling out weekly food boxes and bread tables, while Never Alone Food Pantry is building emergency kits and asking for canned meats, diapers, and financial help. Veterans? American Legion Post 45 is opening a pantry for active-duty families, offering free non-perishables. The need is overwhelming, but these organizations are stepping up. Want to help? Visit their websites or donate directly. Every bit counts. STORY 2: Walmart drone delivery service coming to Woodstock Big news for Woodstock: the Walmart on Highway 92 is gearing up to launch drone deliveries—yes, drones. The city announced it’s approved permits for Wing, in partnership with Walmart, to start flying orders straight to customers’ homes. When? No exact date yet, but first, the store needs a “nest” built—a hub for 18 drones to charge, launch, and land. Mayor Michael Caldwell called it a step into the future, saying Woodstock is all about innovation (with safety in mind, of course). So, how does it work? Through the Wing app, you’ll pick your delivery spot—driveway, backyard, wherever—and confirm it’s clear. The drones, fully electric and FAA-regulated, can carry up to 2.5 pounds and fly six miles one way. Groceries, household goods, even over-the-counter meds? All fair game. Alcohol and prescriptions? Not so much. Wing’s already had success in other states like Texas, and now Woodstock’s joining the club. Stay tuned—your next Walmart order might just land in your yard. STORY 3: Pigtails & Crewcuts announces new Woodstock salon owner Pigtails & Crewcuts, the beloved kids’ hair salon, is changing hands in Woodstock and Roswell. Kelly Talal, a local mom and owner of the Marietta West Cobb location, is taking over. For Kelly and her husband, this isn’t just business—it’s personal. “As a parent, I know how stressful haircuts can be,” she said. “But Pigtails & Crewcuts? It turns chaos into fun. The themed chairs, the kind stylists—it’s magic for kids.” With a background in advertising and a knack for building community, Kelly’s ready to lead. Her husband handles the numbers; she handles the heart. The salons, with their bright colors, vehicle chairs, and even birthday party rooms, will keep running as usual—maybe even expand hours down the road. For updates, check out their Facebook page or website. We have opportunities for sponsors to get great engagement on these shows. Call 770.874.3200 for more info.    We’ll be right back. Break: Ingles Markets 10 STORY 4: Cherokee County Football Power Rankings - Week 12  The Cherokee County football power rankings are in, and as Week 12 approaches, there’s plenty to talk about—big wins, tough losses, and everything in between. No. 1 — Sequoyah (8-1, 5-1) The Chiefs? Absolute beasts. Last Friday, they obliterated Pope 70-13, breaking their own scoring record again. QB Kolby Martin was nearly perfect—seven passes, five touchdowns, 169 yards. Oh, and Will Rajecki? Just casually racking up 100+ yards on seven carries. They’re tied for first in Region 6AAAAA and face Creekview next. Buckle up. No. 2 — Creekview (5-4, 5-1) The Grizzlies are rolling. They edged out River Ridge 21-14 last week, locking in a playoff spot. Their only region loss? A nail-biter against Sprayberry. With a bruising run game and a stingy defense, they’re ready for their showdown with Sequoyah. No. 3 — Woodstock (6-3, 4-2) The Wolverines bounced back strong, shutting out Riverwood 23-0 after a tough loss to Sequoyah. Trace Washington was unstoppable—136 yards on 17 carries. Coach Dan Devine has this team playoff-bound for the second year in a row. No. 4 — River Ridge (6-3, 3-3) The Knights are struggling. Two straight losses, and QB Hunter Lockerman’s absence is glaring. The defense, led by Wyatt McCarty and Matthew Burdette, is solid, but the offense needs a spark. They’ll try to end on a high note against Lassiter. No. 5 — Etowah (3-7, 1-5) The Eagles’ season is over, but there’s hope. QB Zeke Douglass and WR Walker Hughes were a dynamic duo, and most of their key players will return in 2026. No. 6 — Cherokee (1-9, 0-6) A rough year for the Warriors, but there’s promise. Freshman QB Zack Parker and lineman Nation Farmer are bright spots. With new facilities coming in 2026, they’re looking to rebuild. STORY 5: Turn lane coming to Lakeside Drive at Holly Springs Parkway  Changes are on the way for the intersection of Lakeside Drive and Holly Springs Parkway, right where new apartments and townhomes are going up. On Oct. 21, Cherokee County commissioners gave the green light for Calco Engineering to start designing improvements for the intersection. The project, tied to a 2021 rezoning deal with Quintus Development, includes a right-turn lane from Lakeside onto Holly Springs Parkway. As part of that deal, the developer chipped in $200,000 toward the lane’s construction. Now, with $42,000 approved for design work, plans are moving forward. A conceptual design will be reviewed before detailed plans are finalized. And now here is Leah McGrath from Ingles Markets on carrots Commercial: We’ll have closing comments after this.   COMMERCIAL: Ingles Markets 10   SIGN OFF –   Thanks again for hanging out with us on today’s Cherokee Tribune Ledger Podcast. If you enjoy these shows, we encourage you to check out our other offerings, like the Cherokee Tribune Ledger Podcast, the Marietta Daily Journal, or the Community Podcast for Rockdale Newton and Morgan Counties. Read more about all our stories and get other great content at www.tribuneledgernews.com Did you know over 50% of Americans listen to podcasts weekly? Giving you important news about our community and telling great stories are what we do. Make sure you join us for our next episode and be sure to share this podcast on social media with your friends and family. Add us to your Alexa Flash Briefing or your Google Home Briefing and be sure to like, follow, and subscribe wherever you get your podcasts. Produced by the BG Podcast Network Show Sponsors: www.ingles-markets.com See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On today's episode, we're filling you in on all the behind the scenes details from our trip to Roswell, GA for the Royal Oak Invitational, AND our results from the Battlin' BBQ Cookoff in Ingleside, TX!

Spooky Week continues as Big Rich, TD, and Fletch go full X-Files! From Roswell's mystery crash to the mind-bending 3I/Atlas incident, the guys dive into alien conspiracies, chat with UFO experts, and break out the tin foil hats. Is the truth really out there… or is it parked over New Mexico? Strap in, Earthlings — this one's out of this world.

M.D. (Michael) Selig—decorated Marine jet-attack pilot,Netflix/Showtime filmmaker, and author of the international bestsellingpsychological thriller HUSH—on your show, Tell Me Your Story? Selig flew combat missions in Desert Storm (A-6EIntruder), earned 5 Air Medals (one with Combat “V” for Valor), and laterwrote/directed projects on Netflix and Amazon Prime. His new novel, HUSH, blends real-world ops insight withpulse-pounding fiction to explore alien manipulation, Deep-State deception, andmind control—and why so many “impossible” events manage to hide in plain sight. Your Audience will Learn: First-hand perspective on how covert narratives arebuilt—and denied. Roswell, disclosure timelines, and the psychology that keeps secretssecret. How a combat aviator translates mission reality intopage-turning fiction. How impossible-sounding events can be hidden in plainsight for decades The psychology of mind control and why smart peoplemiss obvious truths Why he wrote fiction to expose what feels like fact—andwhere the line blurs The craft: turning mission-grade realism into apage-turning, cinematic read Are you open to scheduling him for an interview? Why your Audience will Receive Valuable Content: Selig writes the kind of thriller only someone who'slived on the edge could craft. He merges a historian's eye for ignored details(B.A. History, University of Arkansas) with theoperational realism of a combat aviator: alien manipulation, Deep-State deceit,mind control, and the machinery of secrecy—told with the velocity of a missionbrief and the tension of a cinematic set piece. Bio M.D. (Michael) Selig doesn't just write for thescreen—he lived stories worth filming. A decorated Marine combat jet-attackpilot (A-6E Intruder, Desert Storm) and former Squadron Intelligence Officerwith 5 Air Medals (one with Combat “V”), Selig later wrote/directed projectsseen on Netflix, Showtime, and Amazon Prime. His international bestsellingnovel HUSH is a high-stakes psychological thriller about alien manipulation,Deep-State deception, and mind control—rooted in a historian's eye for ignoreddetails and a warrior's understanding of mission reality. Selig is also amusician, outdoorsman, and devoted father who often opts for off-grid living. Some Previous Interviews: Broader Lens Podcast; AeonByte; Grimerica Outlawed; Journey to Truth; Into The Parabnormal; Glenda'sMagical Creations; The SportCat Show; and more. Sample Questions for Producers and Host: 1. You sayHUSH is fiction rooted in historical fact. What truths inspired it? 2. “Hidden inplain sight” —how does that work in reality? 3. How longhas organized mind control been shaping narratives? 4. Regarding Roswell, what mechanismshave kept it buried for decades? 5. Why choosea thriller—not nonfiction—to surface these ideas? 6. Whichhistorical details do most people overlook that you can't unsee? 7. As aformer Squadron Intelligence Officer, what patterns of secrecy are familiar? 8. What wouldfull disclosure realistically look like—and who would resist or embrace it? 9. How didthe Desert Storm experience shape your sense of truth vs. propaganda? 10. What cancivilians do to sharpen “narrative situational awareness?” Marine Captain & Squadron Intelligence Officer; 5Air Medals, including Combat “V” for Valor Flew combat missions in Operation Desert Storm (A-6EIntruder) Wrote, directed, and starred in “Southern Justice”(Netflix) and “The Gunrunner Billy Kane” (currently on Amazon Prime) Producer/musician; devoted father; lives close tonature, often off-grid

In this in-depth interview, host Martin Willis welcomes veteran UFO researcher Donald Schmitt, protégé of Dr. J. Allen Hynek, the famed astronomer behind Project Blue Book. Schmitt shares rare personal insights into Hynek's life, his shift from skeptic to believer, and the behind-the-scenes struggles with government secrecy. They explore pivotal UFO cases including Socorro, Roswell, Pascagoula, Travis Walton, and reveal how Hynek quietly investigated Roswell before its public rediscovery. Schmitt reflects on Hynek's legacy, his influence on modern UFO research, and what Hynek might think of later landmark encounters such as the Ariel School Incident. A moving conversation about mentorship, truth-seeking, and carrying forward Hynek's mission to legitimize the scientific study of the UFO phenomenon.SHOW NOTES

This week on Epic Realms, bestselling author Kevin J. Anderson joins Nick for a wide-ranging and inspiring conversation. Known for his work on Dune, Star Wars, The X-Files, and DC Comics, Kevin shares stories from his incredible career and his creative process—from his early writing days in Wisconsin to collaborating with legends like Frank Herbert's son Brian Herbert and Rush drummer Neil Peart. They discuss Kevin's latest releases, including Nether Station, a chilling blend of science fiction and cosmic horror from the Weird Tales line, and the newly remastered Terra Incognita fantasy trilogy—complete with its companion rock albums from Roswell 6. Kevin opens up about balancing passion projects, running his publishing imprint WordFire Press, and teaching the next generation of writers. If you love sci-fi, fantasy, or behind-the-scenes stories from one of the most prolific authors in the genre, this episode is not to be missed. Listen now and explore more at EpicRealmsMedia.com Follow Kevin J. Anderson: WordFire.com | Patreon.com/KevinJAnderson

Welcome to The Jen Hardy Show: Fabulous Over Fifty! (merging the podcast and YouTube Channel!) Today you have the opportunity to sit down (virtually) with musical icon Ron Sowell—a singer, songwriter, producer, and longtime musical director of Mountain Stage, NPR's legendary music show now running for over four decades. Ron opens up about his eclectic musical journey from Roswell, New Mexico to West Virginia, sharing stories of backing up artists of every genre and collaborating with some of his biggest musical heroes. In this candid conversation, Ron discusses his latest album—conceived during the long days of the lockdown—and explores the philosophy behind his uplifting song "It's All Up To You," which celebrates the idea that while aging is inevitable, getting old is optional. The episode dives into the heart and humor of pursuing creative passion later in life, the joy of connecting with audiences, and how Mountain Stage has exposed him to a stunning variety of music from across the globe. Whether you're a music lover or just looking for motivation to keep pursuing what brings you joy, this is a conversation you won't want to miss. Stick around—links to Ron's music and more are included in the show notes, so you can experience his work for yourself!   Thank you for joining me today! I'm having a blast creating Fabulous Over 50 & it would be an honor to have you share it with someone who would enjoy it. Thank you! Want more? Go to the website and you'll find many ways to live your best life over 50! I'd love to hear what you think about this episode, and what you'd like to hear about in the future. Send me a message HERE. Have a blessed week, Jen   In the beginning of this episode, I talk about kidsy.co, my new discovery for affordable, quality, baby products for those adorable grandchildren! Check it out if you have children or grandchildren. You are going to find some incredible discounts! And as you know, I love finding quality things, but I don't like paying retail prices. (they are not paying for sponsorship - it's just cool!) Want to connect? You can find me in the following places: JenHardy.net Facebook Instagram LinkedIn     ABOUT RON Best known for his role as Music Director of Mountain Stage, the internationally acclaimed radio show, Ron Sowell is also a dynamic singer-songwriter, guitar & harmonica player, performer and producer. Growing up on the high deserts of Roswell, New Mexico. Ron dedicated his early years to sports and music. He learned to sing by mimicking his dad's high tenor in church and he played a mean third base for his state champion Little League team. At age 13 his life was altered forever when his mother bought him a guitar and lessons at a local music store. Buoyed by her encouragement and the revelation that "girls dig it" Ron played "till his fingers hurt" in a series of rock bands and folk groups. In high school he was crushed by the realization (and several NFL-sized linebackers) that at 5'8" and 155 pounds, a professional sports career was not in his future. So, heading off to college with a scholarship to sing in the choir in his pocket, Ron dove headlong into developing his musical skills. It was there that he began writing songs. After graduation from Eastern New Mexico University, he hit the road playing clubs and coffee houses. Four years later on a brief visit to the beautiful hills of West Virginia it felt "so right" that he unloaded his car and began putting down roots. There he formed two critically acclaimed bands "The Putnam County Pickers" and "Stark Raven" with whom he recorded four albums and clocked thousands of miles touring across the US, Germany, Turkey, Greece, Crete, Ethiopia and Greenland. About the same time Ron joined a fledgling local radio show called Mountain Stage as the resident guitar player eventually rising to the position of music director. Starting with a handful of local radio stations, Mountain Stage is now heard on almost 300 stations nationwide on NPR. As a member of the Mountain Stage Band he has played with a wide array of artists ranging from Sarah McLachlan, Lyle Lovette & Maria Muldaur to The Band, REM, Dr John & Nora Jones.  "Dance Till the Music Stops" marks the release of his 4th solo album.        

Guest Host George Knapp and UFO Researcher Richard Geldreich discuss UFO history he's found via rare newspaper articles including information on UFO incidents at nuclear missile sites, Roswell, NM and possible Men in Black incidents. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This episode: Is Arby's secretly rewriting fast-food history? CJ, Smitty, and Dr. Mounce dive fork-first into the internet's sizzling reactions to the brand-new Arby's Steak Nuggets — the mysterious menu item taking social media by storm.In true All Things Unexplained fashion, we'll explore the wild, hilarious, and downright bizarre things people are saying online — before culminating in a blind first taste test that none of us have previewed. Will they be steakhouse heaven… or fast-food folly?Tune in for laughter, suspense, and maybe a little indigestion as we find out together if Arby's really has the meats.Watch the video of The Great Arby's Steak Nugget Experiment: https://youtube.com/live/2BuiGXcg_WM Subscribe to All Things Unexplained on YouTube: @allthingsunexplained Links:     YouTube: https://youtube.com/@allthingsunexplained      Shop: https://all-things-unexplained-shop.fourthwall.com      Website/support: https://allthingsunexplained.com      Video podcast playlist: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLUBNCmjIGgJjFeGxSZgrtDeW_TjIV4XHp        Dr. Mounce in Beast Games Ep. 0: https://youtu.be/gs8qfL9PNac?si=whD290YawP8WBSTH      Guest list: https://allthingsunexplained.transistor.fm/people      New to streaming or looking to level up? Check out StreamYard and get $10 discount!

The nonfiction book, “It Never Happened” Volume 1, confirms and validates a colossal cover-up of the “UFO question” by the U.S. Air Force. It is authored by retired Air Force Captain David Schindele who was a former Minuteman ICBM launch control officer stationed at Minot Air Force Base in North Dakota. It was there in 1966 when he was involved in a very serious incident where a flying object managed to take down all ten of his nuclear-tipped missiles and render them unlaunchable! This very grave situation involved the strategic U.S. nuclear deterrent force, which was America's first line of defense in the Cold War.It resulted in the Air Force “instructing” Captain Schindele to never speak of the incident again and telling him that, “As far as you are concerned, It Never Happened.” Captain Schindele maintained his silence for nearly forty years until other former missileers began to speak out about their incredible unearthly incidents. It was then that he attempted to learn the long history of Air Force cover-up. He needed to find out why the Air Force publicly insisted that flying objects didn't exist, that they posed no threat to national security, and that there was “nothing to investigate.” He also found he needed to confirm to the world the awesome Truth that “We are not alone in the Universe.”The book reveals the enormous amount of attention given to Unearthly Flying Objects by the Air Force, which is documented in its own investigative efforts code-named Project Sign and Project Grudge. Those projects are examined in detail, which outlines a trail of convoluted and contorted investigative activity by the Air Force to determine modus operandi of the objects and their threat to national security. This investigative activity was impacted by crucial and essential efforts by high level officials to also protect Truth of the UFO question and the closely held Magnificent and Monumental Secret of Roswell and other recoveries. Released secret and top secret government documents bring all this into the open and into perspective, which then serves to confirm the reality and Truth of the “UFO question.”BioRetired Air Force Captain David D. Schindele spent his active military career as an ICBM launch control officer with both the Atlas E and Minuteman One weapon systems, and then he remained in the Air Force reserve long enough to obtain his retirement papers and retain his officer commission. After active duty, he worked as an aerospace engineer in development of the Air Force Manned Orbiting Laboratory, and also Apollo astronaut backpacks used on the moon. He then settled into a thirty-two year career as a computer systems analyst working for two major companies, until retiring in 2002.For nearly forty years, Captain Schindele kept his Air Force mandated secret of the un-earthly experience he had, which put ten of his Minuteman missiles out of commission. It was only after other missileers began to tell of their similar experiences that he recognized that Truth of the “UFO question” must be released to all of humankind. He currently resides in Washington State with his wife Diana, in a marriage of twenty-one years, and they have a combined family of four adult children and eight grandchildren.https://www.amazon.com/dp/0998689041 https://www.pastliveshypnosis.co.uk/https://www.patreon.com/alienufopodcastMy book 'Verified Near Death Exeriences' https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DXKRGDFP Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Christian College Sex Comedy: Part 17 I Need A Bigger Bed? In 30 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the podcast at Explicit Novels.             Being dead is wonderful; you never get tired and you have all the time in the world to regret how you ended up this way      Yes, Rio," Mercy wiggled in even tighter, "you can annoy me whenever you want." I was starting to seriously work over Heaven's butthole when I caught Barbie Lynn move her lips over to Rio's ear. "You rock," Barbie Lynn whispered to my 'Bro'. Rio kept her eyes shut but grunted in disgust. She was a stone-cold pitiless bad-ass who cared about nothing and nobody, just ask her. "Are you putting your whole god-damn fist up my ass?" Heaven hissed. "That's my thumb, ya big baby," I quietly teased. We owed it to our bed buddies to keep the noise down as much as possible. "That's right, Big Daddy, tear my poor little hinny up," she pouted devilishly. She was on top so she had to press her tits hard against me to whisper in my ear. "Next time I want to be alone so you can treat me like your dog-bitch, press my face into a pillow to stifle my screams, and drill me deeper than you've ever reached before." "Are you trying to make me cum before I even get inside you?" I gasped. "Oh, God, no," Heaven squeaked. "Don't you dare, please," she begged. "You make me feel so good. I'm sorry I teased you. We can take it slow if you want." "If you want to make me happier, play with yourself and let me feel it," I breathed. Heaven struggled for words before giving up and grunting. Her hips shook as she accelerated her hand's manipulations of her cock, which rested tightly against my stomach. At the same time, I switched up my one thumb with three fingers in her rectum. Heaven gave a choked whimper as she took my intrusion tentatively, then pushed down even harder. As my bulbous head pressed past her sphincter, Heaven hiccupped and tears welled in her eyes. "I, I, did the calculations," she gulped. "If I, have sex with you, every twelve hours, my rectum will, adjust so sex, will be more, fun." "You figured this all out?" I teased. "Purely scientific, I swear," she grinned. "It is, not because, I want to, fuck you, all the time." "I respect you for your mind, Heaven, but this time I think you might be too close to the subject matter," I tickled her back. She took hold of my cock. "Too close to this," she gulped. I swiveled my hips back and forth, sending my cock deeper and deeper into Heaven. She eventually gave up any hopes of a coherent argument and curled herself onto my chest, panting. "Hello, Lover," I told her in near silence. "Thank you, my Bitch," she responded between kisses to the line where the jaw meets the throat. The rest of what either one of us wanted to say was lost as I rocked my hips up, propelling my cock even deeper into her bowels. Heaven clawed at my chest as her sexual tension ramped up. Eventually, our symmetry brought Heaven struggling to the end of her road. "Boyfriend, boyfriend, boyfriend," she gurgled. "He's my Boyfriend!" she screamed. At least she didn't use my name, unless you counted the fact that I was the only boy on campus. "Oh, damn," Heaven gasped for air. "Thanks for bringing me back, Zane." We kissed passionately. "Thanks for the, attitude adjustment too." "Huh?" I wondered. I'd heard the term before but not from someone who regularly talked with Heaven. "Iona posted the slang," Heaven gasped-giggled. I shifted my head from the right side of Heaven's head to the left. My shock must have registered with Heaven, whose gaze went from my face to looking over her shoulder to the form of Gabrielle Black. Heaven scrambled off me and pulled the sheets tight. Shades of Gabrielle Black "We need to talk, Zane Braxton." I saw Gabrielle's lips move but I was pretty sure the words floated across the room without disturbing the ears of anyone around us. I gave her a nod, planted on Heaven a reassuring, full-on kiss, then quick-stepped over to a wardrobe and put on a robe. She followed me out, keeping a keen eye on me while mostly hanging in my blind spot. Vivian was sound asleep as we passed her. I took Gabrielle to the far corner of the Solarium, locating a remote control when we were close. Ms. Black gave me a fatally cold look as I punched in the code that would give us a dead zone electronically to talk in. "Surveillance," I held up the remote. She understood the implications. "I want to see more of your so-called gift with women." I had no doubt this was not a sexual come-on. I would have been a hell of a lot happier if it was; instead, it put me in a situation I knew very little about. "Strip," I requested, with as much calm as I could instill in my voice. Gabrielle gave me a lightning assessment, then started shedding her perpetually black outerwear and lingerie. When she finished, the words 'Hot Damn' came up a ton of times unbidden to my thoughts. I worked out regularly, took martial arts, and stretched whenever I could. I might as well have been a coach potato as far as Gabrielle was concerned. She wasn't bulky; rather, strong in the long muscles that counted more for strength and stamina. I still managed to have the courage to ask her to extend her arms and spread her legs. Hell, I even touched her ass, thigh, and caressed the right shoulder twice. When I finished up, I was before her once more. I leaned on the back of a chair and waited, I had taken five minutes, where in most cases it took seconds, but this woman's body wove deceptions like a champion. "Well?" she finally gave in to her curiosity before I gave in to my fear. "Well, I imagine the most important thing to you at this second is the wrists. I did spend some time in a high-pressure private academy in my formative years and I know the difference between horizontal and vertical. Horizontal cuts on the wrist are a cry for help, vertical show a real desire to die." "Now, I can't know for sure that you didn't make two attempts but you look like you're insanely intense, emphasis on the insane, so I guess some fucked up shit happened to you that made you damn sure the only answer was to check out permanently," I stated evenly. "What now?" she questioned me, her intonation utterly devoid of emotion or compassion. "I'd like to tell you what I tell every other woman I learn a secret about, that your past is your business and your business alone," I sighed. "But?" she prodded me. "Gabrielle, your body is a roadmap of pain, suffering, and death," I shrugged, "and there is no damn way you came to this school legally." Gabrielle studied me in a way that made an icy fist grasp my heart. "Of course, I am hardly a poster child for someone who does belong at FFU. Are you going to kill me now or do you want me to continue?" I inquired hopefully. "Mr. Braxton, Zane, the wiring in this place is sub-standard and clearly unauthorized. I would choke you unconscious, put you in the hot tub, then electrocute you," she informed me with the air of a professor describing the events of tenth century Anglo-Saxon England. "I will not do this right now because you are terrified of me, which shows a great deal of insight and intelligence, somewhat remarkable in someone so young," she added. "Okay. Something allowed you to slip past the Psych Evaluation to get into someone's military; I could put that down to being experience with the system plus being clever enough to fool the testers," I said. "Once inside, something fucked up your perception of authority, something not good. I figure you are obsessed with physical defense, bi-sexual, yet your sexual attitude toward me is one of contempt. Since you don't know me enough to hold me in contempt yet, you were abused by a man in authority over you," I delivered the bad news. Gabrielle did not respond. "This is total conjecture but it patches in with what comes later; you entered some kind of actual combat duty. You learned not only that you were good at killing but you liked it. It substituted for sexual release and that whole risk-pain thing you have kept until today. I count six bullet wounds, a knife wound on the back above the right kidney, and two things I guess are shrapnel wounds but I've never seen any before to compare," I added. "I imagine you got out of the regular service because the level of your medical care diminished for a while, then, Bang!, you got this expensive plastic surgery. You do okay for maybe three years, then you pick up that nick in your left ankle, followed by the shoulder getting done," I said. "No indications of why these two injuries?" she narrowed her eyes. "I'm going to go all James Bond on you. Gabrielle Black fell for somebody hard and I'm betting it was a woman. It is kind of frightening to think of what kind of psycho she was to lure you in and trap you," A light flickered in her eyes when I went down this path. "You guarded her, became very close to her as a parade of lovers passed through her life until she sucked you in." "One day you found yourself killing for her and I doubt you asked why. I doubt there was only one time but in the end, it was never enough. One night you came back and found this year's model on the payroll. Gabrielle Black is way too smart to wait for this to play out. You loved her but you liked living more, so you escaped before you were introduced to your employer's retirement plan," I grimaced. "You came back to the United States, your accent indicates time in France or Italy, and this job fell into your lap. Lancaster, Virginia is out of the way enough for you to hide in while close enough to several major cities for you to move around if you need to, so you edit your work record and hire on at an all-girls university," I finished. "What now?" "I don't kill you and Vivian. Making two deaths look like an accident would be incredibly difficult; murder-suicide would only make your female cohorts dig deeper and there are some serious advantages in staying here for me," she stated. Sensing my confusion, she clarified. "Vivian has been awake for some time observing us but I doubt she can hear what we are saying." Gabrielle finished redressing; she gave me a once-over. "My turn. What makes you hard? Seriously, you have been perpetually aroused since I've met you," she mused. "There is a bit of a list: fear, joy, sunlight, moonlight, sex, the impossibility of sex, I informed her. "I understand," Gabrielle cut me off. "Who are you going to tell?" "Christina Buchanan, Cordelia Dresden, and Dana Gorman." I decided that lying would do me worse than no good; I might get one or two lies past Gabrielle and this wasn't the time to waste one. "Good enough. But if there are repercussions from tonight, I will feel far less tolerant toward you," she made sure I understood. I was happy that this looked like a painless parting of the ways. "Thank you," I spoke to her retreating form. She looked over her shoulder questioningly. "For taking me seriously," I explained. She gave a curt nod, turned, and departed. Vivian pretended to be asleep when I returned to bed and I let her. It seemed like the rare sane thing for me to do. Say 'Lesbian Bikers' at your own peril.             Mankind is poison because we compromise our souls for the companionship of others   "Vivian, I'm going to take a shower," I whispered to Vivian. I was hovering over her from the back of the sofa-sleeper, asking permission to take my shower downstairs. She was laid out beneath me, her jersey bunched up around her breasts and her left thumb hooked into the band of her shorts and pushing them dangerously down. "Umm," she sighed, a little smile tilting her lips. "Honey, I need your permission to use the downstairs shower," I continued. I wisped across her lips with my own. Her smile blossomed into full-blown pleasure. "Okay, I'm getting up, I'm getting up," she moaned. Vivian slowly opened her eyes as she stretched and twisted her body to wakefulness. "Good morning, Zane," she yawned with this adorable little grin on her face. "You look beautiful," I complimented quietly. "Umm, thank you," she purred. "You look, Zane! What are you doing?" she bolted upright, barely missing a head-on-head collision. "I'm asking you permission to go down to the fifth floor and take a shower," I repeated. "Why didn't you simply sneak past me?" she propped herself up on her elbows. "I said I would wait on your decision, so I waited. Can I please, please do something," I pleaded, "before I go nuts?" "Umm, okay," Vivian said cautiously. I reached down to her midsection and she flinched so I held back. No word passed for several seconds so I resumed my journey to her pushed up sleeping jersey and slowly pulled it down until her stomach and crotch were covered. "Zane," Vivian sighed, "could you control your hormones for thirty minutes, when you are awake?" "I have to go now," I stood up, "because covering you up didn't make you any less attractive." "Zane," Vivian came off the sofa and followed me, "you should attempt to look at a woman as a fellow follower of Christ and less in terms of beautiful and ugly and you might be happier. Go take a shower." She's telling me this with an earnest warm face and finely sculpted legs that disappear right below the crotch into that billowing Dallas Cowboys shirt. "Go on and fuck the bitch," Rio growled as she traipsed by with Mercy's hand on her shoulder. Barbie Lynn came slowly limping behind. Barbie flashed me a grin and I raced to catch up. At the bottom of the stairs something occurred to me. "Hon, where is your towel?" I asked Barbie Lynn. She shot me an apologetic smile. I stepped behind Barbie Lynn, ran a hand along her hip to the curve of her stomach and kissed her on the neck. "Take mine; I'll catch up," I chuckled. I draped my towel over her shoulder and bounded up the stairs. At the top of the stairs I stumbled to a stop. Vivian had only then finished taking off her jersey and was holding it in her left hand. The bottom of the shirt scrapped the ground. Vivian looked at me, neither shocked, ashamed, nor outraged. Her breasts were freaking gorgeous, fully round, buoyant, and with a miniscule droop. Her pale blue panties left little to the imagination, her cunt lips clearly camel toed. "I apologize," I quickly spun away and raced to my sleep area. I grabbed a towel and headed straight for the stairs. "Zane, it is okay," Vivian called out. She'd covered her breasts and diaphragm with the jersey. "Huh?" "I don't mind; I know you didn't mean to see me so I'm not offended and I don't feel you went back on your word," she related with a sense of grace. I wasn't truly sure of what word I hadn't gone back on but she appeared happy. "Does that mean you can flash me your ta-ta's guilt free?" I asked hopefully. Vivian regarded me with amusement. "Zane, constantly being distracted by unbridled sexuality will not leave you content," she lectured me patiently. We regarded each other for some time. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" "If you are going to offer, could you come over here, turn around, bend over, grab your ankles and finally look past your thigh at me?" I cringed. She shook her head, regarded me once, then rolled her eyes. "I may not be able to save you but I'm not going to shove you down to damnation either," she stated firmly. "Do it; I won't take advantage of you and I'll tell you a valuable secret," I offered. Lesbian Bikers Normally my chance of success with Vivian and that line was nil, but the convergence of a Gabrielle's midnight visit and her desire to show me that trust and honesty could exist without a sexual context brought her to me. She slowly turned around and assumed my desired position. I rabidly wanted to step up to her, gently slip her panties aside and take her cunt with deep languid strokes. "Please stand up," I groaned. Once she was up I leaned into her ear. "You are not a virgin," I whispered carefully. Vivian tensed slightly. "All it means to me is that you know what you are talking about when you mention sexuality and I have to treat you with more respect. I apologize for prying." She twisted to face me and was about to say something but I put a finger to her lips to silence her. "People are listening," I cautioned her quietly. "Thank you for that," Vivian whispered. "It was one time in high school and we had exchanged Promise Rings. It was a mistake we both regret." "It's all cool," I grinned. "I kind of wish your first time had turned you into a wild sex monkey and you and your beau planned on having five hundred kids, but we're good." "Zane," Vivian sounded exasperated, "I pity the woman you decide to marry." "What?" I acted shocked, "I would never cheat on my wife." "Oh, I believe you, but I fear the poor woman would die from exhaustion," she scolded me. "She'd die happy?" I offered up as my only defense. "Lord, give me strength," Vivian groaned. "Go take a shower." "Gotchya, Boss," I beamed happily. I turned half way to the door, then gave a backward glance. "Vivian, if you ever need anything, just ask." "I, ." she was about to scold me but she stopped and sighed. "Fine, Zane, I know you mean well; now go." I winked and raced away. I could swear Vivian believed she was getting a crash course in Mothering a Teenage Boy. Biker Bar Horror Story It had been a hard day of first-round semester testing plus restructuring the Marksmanship and Orienteering Clubs. I still managed to get in sufficient studying (in my opinion) for Friday's round of activities. At lunch I had a little talk with Cordelia and Christina about Gabrielle Black and their fears concerning her. I really wish both women hadn't looked so concerned. I would have preferred they called me paranoid instead. I was sitting watching some bizarre sitcom rerun with an arm around Iona when Rio came rocketing up the stairs. "Hey, Princess," she screamed at me (in case anyone has missed it, Rio is a freak), "Val found out about a Biker bar called the Dixie Roadhouse and we're heading there. Do you want in?" I looked down to Iona who, despite a look of fearful concern, gave me a nod of consent. "Sure thing, Rio," I said, as I popped over the sofa and pulled Iona along after me. "Zane, you are not going out to a bar," Vivian rose to the challenge. "You are only eighteen." "If I don't go, we may not get Rio back," I cautioned my guardian. "Speaking of which: Rio, where is Mercy?" Vivian rounded on my 'Bro'. "I ambushed her: hit her in the head with the Gutenberg Bible and tied her to the back of Valerie's hog," Rio smiled proudly. Pulling Iona along with me, I pursued Rio down the stairs. "I promise I'll bring them all back," I shouted to Vivian. She was kind enough not to chase me down and make me stay. The Dixie Roadhouse looked like some sort of converted barn with a few cobbled together outbuildings. Mine was probably not the first car to grace this dirt parking lot but it was definitely rare to have a ride with four wheels parked here. I had Rio and Mercy with me. Of course, Mercy had not been beaten and tied up for tonight's outing. Iona had ridden gleefully on the back of Val's bike. "This is going to be epic," Rio exulted. "That's right," I joked tragically. "We are five teenagers in school uniforms going into a place that constantly lays down new sawdust to cover up all the blood." "Hey, Sissy-Boy," Rio punched me, "this is on my Bucket List, so don't wimp out on me now." We quickly paired up, Rio with Mercy and Iona with me. Val, Valkyrie went in alone as she felt that would increase her odds of survival. She also wore her Stormriders' patch and colors. Unfortunately, the rest of her gang was two thousand miles away. "Rio," Valerie coughed as she handed Rio a switchblade. Rio snickered, flipped the blade out several times in quick succession before stealthily stashing it into her waist band. 'Thank God,' I thought, 'she actually knows how to use a knife.' The double doors leading into the bar/club were propped open so we migrated in as a group. People didn't stop and stare but they managed a passable job of telling us to 'get the hell out' with their eyes alone. Valerie led us to the bar where the lone bartender took his time getting to us. The guy was going for the chest hair with a black leather vest look along with copious amounts of facial hair. "We don't serve kids," he growled out when he stopped in front of Valkyrie. "We are not high school kids, we are not cops; we are college kids who need a damn drink, not a lecture. So are you going to give us shit or a beer, because there must be a dozen lame college dumps we can go slumming at." "Who are you?" he grumbled. "Valkyrie, Stormriders," Valerie answered. "What is your name?" he persisted. "Valerie Palmer," she shrugged. "Are you kin of Mad Dog Palmer?" he inquired. "Dude, no one calls him Mad Dog who wants to live, and he's my grandfather," she smiled. "Got it," the bartender gave a sinister grin. "What are you doing here?" "My Dad divorced my Mom and became a born again Christian," she informed the guy. "Harsh; so are these kids yours?" he asked; meaning the rest of us. "They are not members but I consider them my associates," Valkyrie allowed. The bartender shrugged and started handing out beers. Val pulled out a roll of bills and paid for our first round. Val and I took slow steady pulls on our drinks. Rio downed hers in two chugs. Mercy and Iona took tentative sips and made disgusted faces as a result. I paid for Rio's second round. "It tastes awful," Iona whispered to me. "Pretend you are drinking it then. Beer is not for everyone," I assured her, and letting her see my smile dispelled any thought that I felt less of her for being different. "Rio," Mercy tried next. "Drink it," Rio demanded. "Do it, and I'll screw you with the bottle; don't, and I'll pour it over your head and shirt." Mercy choked on her response and took a swig of beer. "You annoy the hell out of me, Mercy," Rio reacted in a warmer tone. I looked at Valerie; she looked to me and nodded. Things could be working out far worse. I noticed six biker babes playing pool off in the darkest corner. I didn't think they were a problem but two of them kept giving me the eye. I hoped my current group of women would provide me shielding. A group of ten bikers came rolling into the place, laughing, punching, and doing other masculine bonding rituals. They noted the five out-of-place newcomers at the bar but didn't seem put out until I saw these two guys in the pack and they saw me. We had a bit of history that went all the way back to a bad night for me on a bench in a communal jail cell. Perhaps I suggested that if they didn't get out of my way, I would shove their heads through the bars of the cell. I was in for two counts of assault and they were in for minor drug possession so they backed down. By the look on their faces, they remembered that night, oh, fuck. "Guys!" I cried out. I came off my stool and quickly walked up to the closer of the two. He actually took a step back into one of his buddies. "It is good to see you, Man," I kept grinning. I stepped up, put my left hand on his right elbow to propel his hand up. I clasped his palm and shook it, chest to chest. "A week ago we were all in lock-up together, I was totally wasted, and this guy and his buddy (I nodded to the second guy) saved my ass. Let me buy all of you guys the first two rounds," I offered. The guy who was clearly the dominant member gave my 'buddy' a look. He figured something wasn't right but he didn't know what it was. The two bikers in the cell hadn't talked about their facedown with some college kid since they'd backed off without a fight. "That's about right, Zane," the guy holding my hand said. "Those two guys get out of the hospital?" he continued as we walked as a group to the bar. "Yeah, I administered a warning more than a lesson," I shrugged. "I wanted them to leave my ladies alone. The point was made. The whole jail thing was the Sheriff getting me back for a fight I was in the previous weekend but no one pressed charges." That earned me some knowing chuckles. Beers were handed out; I paid for this round and the next, my heart finally calming down from the near catastrophe. "Gus, what's with the little girls?" the leader addressed the bartender. He titled his head toward Valkyrie. Her colors gave her the higher status. "The little one is with Zane and those two (Rio and Mercy) are together," Valarie answered deadpan. The big guy put his hand on Iona's shoulder while looking at me. "Mind if I take your girl for a dance," he didn't ask, he told me. "You take your hand off of her and I'll forget you touched my girl," I stated with a quiet calm coming over me. "If I don't?" he taunted me. "I don't play twenty questions," I warned him. "Seriously, dude, you want to get into a fight over a girl barely out of a training bra?" Valerie tried to make light of the situation. "She's his sister." The leader let go of Iona and stepped back. "She's your sister? Why in the hell did you bring you sister to this place?" he was curious. "Are you trying to tell me this place isn't 'family friendly'?" I grinned, finally taking a real breath. "That's a fucked-up way to look at things but yes, I guess it is," he chuckled. He reached past Iona and took his beer. Everyone around us relaxed again. "What were you going to do?" he idly asked me. "Since you had your left hand on Iona and your right was going for that steel rod you use as a sap, I was going crush your trachea then introduce your forehead to the bar," I explained. "That might have killed me," he noted. "Nothing personal, but I had nine more bodies to put down," I reminded him. "I would have given us better than even odds that we would be getting out of here," Valerie joined in. "So you really kicked Dog-Boy and Sticks off their bench?" he changed direction. Apparently, then, some in the gang did know. "They were a bit stoned and I was really pissed off," I exaggerated. "That makes sense; they are idiots," the leader grinned. A group of four more bikers with the same colors as the current crop came in. The guy we'd been talking with and five others broke off and headed to the rear of the establishment to seats around two circular tables. The four guys remaining gathered around Rio and Mercy. One guy put a hand on Mercy's shoulder. "Come on out and see my ride," he grinned at a surprisingly calm Mercy. "Hands off," Rio sneered, "I own the bitch." That caused the four men to look at each other. "Don't worry, I rent her out from time to time," Rio acted nonchalant. Two of the guys closed in, one running a hand down Mercy's shoulder and thigh while the other put a hand on each of her hips. "How much?" he growled. "We can take her into the bathroom right now." "Nope," Rio shrugged. "She's got tests at school tomorrow and I've got her busy all weekend long, but write down your number and I'll call you. Zane, pen." I tossed Rio a pen who handed it to the biggest biker. The guy looked Rio, then to her hand. "No," Rio snickered. "Mercy, off the stool and lean over the bar," she emphasized with a slap to the ass. Mercy scrambled to obey. Rio smiled at the dude then flipped Mercy's skirt up, wedged her already slender lacy underwear into her ass crack. Rio smacked a cheek. "Here you go." "Hell, ya," he laughed, as he scrawled his name and number over Mercy's proffered ass cheek. "Are you sure you are going to remember this?" "Oh, yeah; I'm going to be pounding this ass most of the night when I get her home," Rio told him. "I thought you said she had tests tomorrow," the third guy joked. "So do I, and that means I've got a lot of stress to work through," Rio grinned shark-like. "She's going to have to suck it up." That earned another round of laughs. "You really, truly annoy the hell out of me, Mercy," Rio snorted. Mercy resumed her barstool, turned to face Rio and sipped her beer once more. The warming radiance of Mercy's smile was both tragic and sweet. I stole a look toward Iona who had a wide-eyed curious look about her and ended up at Valarie, who looked relieved enough to finally put her back to the bar and look around. We were into our second beer (still Iona and Mercy's first and Rio's fourth) when our sense of ease began floundering. One of the biker chicks that had been playing pool came over to get a round of beers for her outfit. "Candy-ass whores," the woman taunted Rio as she picked up the six beers and walked away. Rio looked to me, somewhat confused and then outraged, and ended up with a glance to Valarie. "What did you say?" Rio sounded disarmingly curious to the biker chick. "You heard me," the woman scoffed. Rio was off the stool like a shot and brought her beer down on the biker chick's head. "Iona, stay close behind me," I hissed. I motioned to Mercy to get her attention. Before the woman could right herself, Rio kicked her in the thigh. As she stumbled forward, all of her beers crashed to the sawdust on the ground. Since the target of her wrath wasn't face-planting fast enough, Rio linked her fists together and hammer-slammed the chick between the shoulder blades; down she went. "I told you to repeat what you said, Bitch!" Rio screamed as she kicked the fallen woman in the ribs. At that point, three of the biker chick's closest companions descended on Rio and pulled her away. Valarie gestured to me to stay seated and I got Mercy's attention and kept her on her stool as well. "Hold her up," growled the biker girl Rio had decked. "What did you say, Bitch?" Rio snarled right back. "Lose the bull-dykes and I'll make you taste my shoe leather." "She's trying to get killed," Valarie whispered to me. Iona tensed with fear. "No, she's trying to get us all killed," I responded softly. "Let's take her outside," the first biker babe suggested as Rio struggled and kicked, attempting to free herself. "No," a different girl directed. "Let's take her to the john; I have an idea." The other women laughed and began dragging Rio away. "Zane!" Rio called out, "We are about to have a Leather Lesbian Slut orgy. Join in anytime you like." That was my cue to get my ass kicked. I moved to intervene, Val on my left between me and the worst of the crowd, Mercy to my right, and Iona taking up the rear. Sadly, a guy around my height but with a beer gut decided that I wasn't going to have an easy time of it. "No, you don't," he threatened. It was pretty clear four or five other guys were ready to jump in. Rio's cursing form disappeared behind the doors. I didn't have much time before Rio incensed the biker chicks so much they throttled her. "Do you have a gun?" I asked with as much patience as I could muster. He grinned evilly, pulled back his vest, and showed me the automatic he had stuck into his belt. I waited until his hand released the vest and moved toward his hip. I snatched the gun, flipped it around and rammed the barrel into his stomach. The only sound in the place was the four overhead fans and some Chris Rock wannabe belting it out over the stereo system. Rio's screams were becoming shriller. "I don't appreciate you pointing a gun at one of my brothers," a different man said. He was one of the group of four that had arrived earlier but I had the impression he was 'somebody'. "I'm really busy right now but I promise to deal with you when I retrieve my friend; okay?" I didn't wait for his response because I was sure it would suck. "Do you want me to feed you your gun back one bullet at a time?" I prodded the guy I had the gun on? He looked around for the moral support from his gang members. "Do it and you are dead," he countered with what I felt was false bravado. "That will hardly do you any good," I grinned as I cocked the hammer back. "Do you want your gun back?" "Ah, yes?" the biker gulped. "Are you going to let me get my girl and get her out of here?" I asked. "Ah, sure?" he seemed confused. I un-cocked the gun, flipped the handhold around and offered him his piece, grip first. No one appeared to know what to make of that. As if expecting a trick, the guy moved slowly. When he took it, I made to move past him. "You be careful now," I told him. He cocked the gun and pressed it into the side of my ribs. "Fuck you," he managed to get out before the 'click' and the point of Valkyrie's blade dug into his jugular, drawing a line of blood. "You really are too fucking stupid to live," Val seethed. "I'm Valkyrie of the Stormriders," she challenged the room. "We wage war on the Hell's Angels and the Mongols so some two-bit outfit like you Warlords doesn't bother me in the least. I'll bleed every one of you fuckers. Your bitch picked a fight with our bitch and you wouldn't man up and deal with it so now my friends will," she growled. "Zane, go get Rio." I nodded quickly and moved past the guy with the gun. "Iona with me; Mercy, you watch Valkyrie's back," I ordered. Iona clung to my back while Mercy hesitantly moved back to back with Val. She wanted to come with us and save Rio, no doubt. I raced over to the women's bathroom and flung open the door. Four sets of eyes riveted me as I came in. The other two women were busy shoving Rio headfirst into one of the toilets. The rest of us were facing knives and guns and Rio was about to get a swirlie. "Hi," I stammered. The two women holding Rio down backed out of the stall and joined the stand-off. "Zane, what fucking took you so long?" Rio panted. She staggered out and looked Iona and I over. "Where the fuck is Mercy?" Rio sounded concerned. "You stupid cow!" I snapped. "We are about to be murdered because of you, damn it." "You left Mercy out there with those animals?" Rio screeched back. She tried to push past the other biker chicks but thankfully didn't get very far. I'd have decked her myself. "Would you please give us our friend back," I requested after taking a deep breath. I was about to be told 'no' when one of the other bikers stepped into the light and I made her out clearly for the first time. "You're, I started to say. "You are Zane Braxton," she stated. "The guy who fucked your sister for an hour?" the lady closest to the lead girl asked. "Yeah," she leered. "He's the kid from the DVD she sent me and her husband, the bitch." Yes, this was the twin sister of the Sheriff's Deputy I'd had a three-way with. Didn't she work at a college club as a bartender? What a small damn world. The whole atmosphere of the room changed. Rio shrugged off the hands holding on to her but didn't bolt. "Rio, take Iona out to the others and wait for me in the parking lot," I insisted. "No, Zane. I'm not leaving you here to take Rio's beating," Iona resisted. Rio wasn't abandoning me either. I reached out and stroked Iona's hair and put my keys in her hand. "It will be okay. No one is going to kill anyone here tonight. Now I need you to go so I can settle up accounts," I grinned down at her with only a twinge of worry. Rio resolved the matter by taking Iona by the hand and dragging her out. Iona looked to be on the verge of tears. Rio's eyes told me she's suddenly sobered up and was regretting leaving me in harm's way. I looked back at the six women and the one oddity chipped away at my senses but I didn't know what to make of it. "So, how's your husband?" was the only, and rather lame, thing I could think to say. "I think he's turned State's Evidence against the Aryan Nation," she shrugged. "I thought your husband was some sort of hardened criminal," I inquired. "Ha," several of the chicks chuckled. "Zane, my husband is an accountant," she clarified with some amusement at my expense. "But, weapons charges, he was laundering money?" I pieced it together. "Good job, College boy," the 'strange' woman congratulated me. "Let's get you out of here before someone takes offense," the leader said. "Give me your number and we'll walk you out. I'm Belle, by the way." She offered her hand and I foolishly kissed it. I quickly gave up my digits, then we did a series of handshakes, French kisses and introductions. When the 'strange' woman's turn came, she introduced herself as Willa. I wanted to fucking cry because just looking at a woman will tell me a good deal about her person, a handshake even more, and a kiss is freaking El Dorado. Willa was a biker chick but she was also college educated, had a regimented training background, and was the only woman in the room who was looking for a way to not hurt Rio, very service-minded of her. "There may be a problem," I interrupted as we headed for the door. "There is this guy," I described the guy I took the gun from, "who I took his gun and threatened him with it. This other guy," I painted a portrait of the authoritative guy, "told me he was pissed with the whole gun thing." All the women stopped and looked at one another. "Zane, where is the gun?" Belle questioned me. "I gave it back to him once he agreed that I could come in here and retrieve Rio, my friend," I answered. "It is a damn miracle you aren't dead," Willa scowled. "I would have been but my other buddy, Val, put a knife to his throat. I left her with Rio's companion covering her back," I explained. "She's kind of tough." "That the one with Stormrider colors?" Belle asked. "Yeah. She's Valarie Palmer, my classmate as FFU," I told them. "Is she Damien Palmer's little girl?" Willa guessed. "She's his oldest granddaughter; is that important?" I inquired. The women seemed nervously amused by my ignorance. "He's a God-damn legend, Zane," Belle said. "Damien Palmer once took the Stormriders to a Mongol gathering in Las Vegas. Outnumbered three to one, they kicked serious ass, cleared out the place, and he ended the fight by grabbing a Mongol chapter president and some other poor Mongol bastard, jumped out a fifth-story balcony, and used their bodies to cushion his fall. I doubt prison has mellowed him much." "Your problems are a little more immediate. The guy whose gun you took is Big Ted, he's a moron. That 'other guy' is Deacon, Warlord chapter president for Northern Virginia," Willa weighed in. "Is he going to let my girls go?" I fretted. "Let's go and find out," Belle shrugged. We stepped out, Belle in the lead, followed by Willa, then me, then the rest. There were a few guys standing by the doors watching something. No one was jumping around or nursing serious wounds so I hoped the girls had exited. "Belle, the kid and I need to have a word out back," Deacon ordered confidently. "Deacon, my sister is keeping an eye on this guy," Belle suggested. "It may not be a good idea to put him in the hospital." "We can't let him push Big Ted around; it is happening," Deacon declared. "Big Ted," she looked to the guy I'd punked, "you want to kick Zane's ass out front?" Belle left Big Ted in the awkward position of taking his chances with me or looking weak in front of his gang. "I'll hand him his nuts," Big Ted growled. Deacon gave his consent and the club emptied out into the front lot. My girls were huddled around my car and Valarie's bike. Rio looked like she was going to do something stupid like run up to me but Mercy and Val held her back. I was actually relieved to see that Iona was behind the wheel of my car with the engine running. The Warlords spread out in a rough semi-circle with Deacon, Big Ted and Belle in the center. I had backed up about ten feet toward the road, facing the Warlords, when Big Ted came for me. He was about my height but around fifty pounds heavier, thus the name Big Ted. The Warlord flexed his arms and did some kind of primitive gesture meant to intimidate me. "So do we start with 'ready, set, go' or what?" I questioned. That brought a round of laughter from the motorcycle gang and Big Ted looked over his shoulder to share in their mirth. My first kick caught him in the nuts, the second one caught him in the chest and knocked him down, and the third saw me stomping on his nut sack once again. I swept around him and kicked him in the head hard enough, he rolled over twice in the dust. Ted was seriously unconscious. For ten seconds no one said a word. Any hope I had of getting away with my underhanded win began to fade when Deacon came forward. "You come to my roadhouse, beat up one of my people, and expect to get away with it?" he grumbled. "Deacon, I am so very sorry this happened. My friends and I only wanted to come by, have a few beers, and let my buddy Val soak in the kind of establishment she was used to going to, namely a biker bar," I said carefully. "Things were said, my best bud went a little nuts, and the shit got out of hand. How can I make it up to you?" "What the fuck can you do for me?" Deacon sneered. "Five thousand dollars?" I threw out there. He studied me. "You have that kind of money?" he questioned me. "Absolutely; I can have you the money tomorrow at six p.m." I promised. "Don't fuck up," he stated with menace, "or I will hunt you and your friends down. Got it?" "Understood," I pledged. Deacon snorted in disdain and headed back inside. The rest of the Warlords were heading inside with a few dragging Ted in and I finally let my focus expand beyond my immediate environs. The car pulling up was still unexpected. I knew the shape of the person who stepped out of the Sheriff's cruiser. "Zane," Sheriff's Deputy Tara Cavanaugh greeted me happily. "Belle," she said to her sister with far less warmth. "Zane, what brings you here?" "A schoolmate of mine is a motorcyclist; she wanted to see what a biker bar was like so we ended up here." "We couldn't get in because we are only eighteen but another friend of mine got sick and had to go to the bathroom. Belle was good enough to get her out," I lied. "Zane, you have sawdust on your shoes," Tara pointed out. "I had to go part of the way in to get my friend," I grinned feebly. "Zane, are you lying to me?" Tara frowned. "Yes," I admitted. "The truth is only going to cause a whole lot of trouble, though." "Wow, morally flexible where the law is concerned," Belle licked her lips. "Of course we already knew he was all kinds of flexible, didn't we?" "Usually the point where I start being talked about like a piece of meat is my cue to leave," I stated crossly. "Deputy Cavanaugh, may I leave now?" "Beat it, Zane," Tara told me. "Thanks, Deputy; take care, Belle. It was nice to meet you and thanks for all your help," I thanked her before rejoining my companions. Valarie drove alone in the lead. The rest of us followed in my car, sans conversation. Sorting Through One Helluva Mess We kept our silence until we stepped out of the elevator on the fifth floor. Valarie grabbed Rio ferociously, slammed her into the wall with one hand holding Rio's right bicep while her forearm was pressed so it choked Rio's throat. "You stupid, crazy bitch!" Valarie howled. "You could have gotten us all killed!" I looped an arm around Mercy's waist before she could go charging to Rio's rescue, and have Valarie beat her up. "Hang on, Mercy; I'll work this out," I whispered. She nodded but her concern was burning through. It was heart-warming to see Iona put an arm through Mercy's in what would be a futile gesture to keep Mercy still if things went bad. "Get your hands off me, Cum-dumpster," Rio snarled, followed by some choking noises as Valerie applied pressure to her windpipe. Next Rio tried to kick Valerie but the bigger woman deflected it with her thigh. It was time for me to step up. "I've got this, Valerie," I told her calmly. Valerie stepped back because she figured her next option was to beat Rio black and blue. I moved into Valerie's place but put my hands to either side of Rio's shoulders. "Rio, this is done; let's put it aside and go to bed early if you want, but I want to ask you one thing if you'll let me," I asked softly. "Fuck off, Zane," Rio rumbled, "I'm not in the mood for one of your mind games." "Okay," I shrugged. "To the Bitter End," I nodded. "To the Bitter End," she muttered back, her eyes drooping to the ground. "We are done," I told the rest of the crowd. Valerie snorted angrily and I figured she'd either bitch me out or never speak to me again. Rio grabbed me before I got away. "I, damn it, Zane, I screwed up again," she choked back a sob. "I'm fine, Rio. I signed on for the crazy so I have no one to blame but myself," I reassured her. "What did you want to ask me?" she sighed as she put her cheek on my chest. "Bro, I can't keep charging in to save you and keep Iona safe at the same time. What am I going to do?" I inquired. "Sorry, Man. I fucked up big time," she moaned. "I don't know why it happened." "That doesn't matter, Rio. Let's call it a night," I said serenely. We started to break up and I could see Valerie still glaring hate at me and Rio. "Rio, do me a favor?" "What?" Rio sounded dejected. "What was the second and, third thing you asked me in the bathroom?" I inquired. Rio snapped her face up toward me, angry and upset. "Don't," she insisted. "I have a near-eidetic memory so if you don't remember, I do," Iona chimed in. "Shut up, you two," Rio snarled. "Rio, I have had it with you. Jump and I'll kick in your teeth," Val seethed in response. Mercy looked ready to jump in too. "You said 'Where is, I began. "Don't, damn it," Rio growled, but she could see I wasn't going to relent. "Fine," she groaned in defeat. "I asked where Mercy was, then I bitched you out for leaving her with those 'animals'. Happy now?" "Pretty much, yeah," I tried not to sound pleased with myself. What I did accomplish was put a glimmer of understanding in Valerie's mind. A few seconds later Mercy clued in too. "Oh, Rio," Mercy teared up, "you didn't have to worry." "I swear, if you cry I'm going to shove so many ice cubes up your cunt, your eyes will shimmer like a snow globe," Rio swore to Mercy. "Rio," Valerie sighed with exasperation, "Learn how to fight, and more importantly, learn when not to fight." In the pack dynamic, going off and picking your own fight was nuts; fighting for someone in your group was totally different. By the uncomplicated code that nomads lived by, you stuck up for your own, and that made all the difference to Valerie. Rio was still crazy and could have gotten us all killed, but she'd done it for another member of the group; in this, case, Mercy. That demanded a reprimand, not expulsion. "How about we go up to Zane's and have some ice-cream?" Iona suggested. "We have ice-cream?" Rio perked up. "When did this happen?" "Rio," Iona sighed wearily, "we put them in on the first day. They are two 1950's style ice-cream freezers, one opposite the close showers and the other down by the far kitchenette." "Mercy," Rio grinned fiercely, "Bring several wash cloths to bed tonight. I'm going to cover your nipples with mint chocolate chip and lick it off." I wondered if Mercy could actually orgasm to death, she certainly looked ready to. "I thought you were going to, Mercy turned to Rio and patted her own behind. "Pound-cake, what makes you think you are getting any sleep tonight?" Rio chastised Mercy, then spanked her ass. "Rio, are you bi-polar?" Val ground out. "One second you are weeping on Zane's shoulder and the next you are engaging in kinky foreplay with your girlfriend." "She's not my girlfriend, she's my toy," Rio corrected. "Also, this shit ain't over. I know Zane jumped on a grenade meant for me but I can't do anything about it right now. I know I put us all in danger, again, nothing I can do about it at the moment. I do know that when I find that bitch Belle or any of her girl-pals, I'm going upside their heads with a pool cue, though." "Gosh," mused Iona, "I should figure out what I want on my tombstone." "Mine is going to read 'didn't kill Rio Talon soon enough'," griped Valerie. "Hardy-har-har," grumped Rio. "You are acting like they'll ever find our bodies." "You annoy me," Mercy whispered to Rio before licking her ear. "Careful, you," Rio smirked. "Ice cubes-cunt snow globe." I was thankful when I got to the door lock, entered my code, and held the door for them to head up. I tagged Valerie at the top of the stairs. She looked at me with annoyance but softened to curiosity when she saw my concern. "Zane," Vivian called out before I got anywhere. "We need to talk." That was depressing. "Val, I need to ask you something important. Can you please wait?" I asked the biker babe. "Sure," she promised before heading to get a drink. I walked with Vivian into my bedroom area. At the foot of the bed was laid out a skirt, shirt, bra, panties and socks. The shoes were on the floor. The owner was no mystery. Reclining on the pillows was Paige. She was clothed, sort of. She was decked out all in brilliant red: stockings, garter belt, silky panties, and a gauze-like bra that highlighted her pale breasts perfectly. Her flesh radiated like freshly fallen snow and her hair flowed forth from my pillow like a glacier crafted by spiders into a delicate web. "Hey," I sighed hungrily. "Hey," Paige responded in a rich sultry voice. "Paige!" Vivian snapped. "How did you get past me?" "I'm a ghost-panthress stalking my prey," Paige leered. "With the way Zane's heart is pounding, I'm doing a good job of it too." "Get up, put on a robe, and leave the room now," Vivian insisted. "Oh," groaned Paige as she rolled over and shook her delicious shaped bottom at me, "I'm so tired. I need someone's help in getting out of bed." Yes, I wanted to go to the bed right then, but it had nothing to do with helping Paige actually get out of that bed or that position. "I'll take care of her," I told Vivian. I walked to a wardrobe across the room, opened it up, and took a look around inside. Vivian walked behind me and gasped. "What are you doing with all these robes, all these women's robes, Zane?" Vivian muttered. "I got them predicated on the notion that I would have women up here. I thought it would be considerate of me to give them a choice of what to wear," I indicated my selection. "How did you smuggle them all in here?" Vivian wondered. "We have mail service, Vivian. I ordered them online." She seemed confused. The university didn't block clothing sites from their computer network. I pulled out a short red one with a white and black tiger circling on the back and showed it to Paige. "Oh, cool, I'll look like a Bangkok whore," Paige sounded conflicted. "Actually, this one is from China so that would make you a White Russian Shanghai hooker," I corrected. "Oh, I like that," Paige purred as she crawled over to my side of the bed on all fours. &qu

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What do presidents really know about UFOs, consciousness, and the deeper architecture of reality?This episode of the Presidential Podcast explores the strange and often contradictory relationship between political power and metaphysical truth. From Truman to Trump, we trace how each administration has approached the phenomenon—sometimes with curiosity, sometimes with silence, and sometimes with a quiet sense of awe.The public has long speculated about what goes on behind closed doors in the Oval Office. Are presidents briefed on crash retrievals? Do they know about non-human entities? Are they told the truth—or just enough to keep them quiet? The answers, as we'll explore, are layered, elusive, and often more philosophical than technological.We begin with Harry Truman, who was president during the Roswell incident in 1947. While the official explanation dismissed the crash as a weather balloon, internal memos and military movements suggest something far more significant. Truman's administration oversaw the birth of MJ-12, the rumored secret group tasked with managing recovered craft and non-human technology. Whether MJ-12 was real or mythologized, its presence in the historical record points to a deep compartmentalization of knowledge—one that may have excluded even the Commander-in-Chief.Eisenhower, with his military background, was reportedly briefed on recovered materials and entities. Some insiders claim he even visited a base to see them firsthand. His farewell address warning of the “military-industrial complex” may have been more than political—it may have been personal.John F. Kennedy pushed for transparency, especially around space and intelligence. But his assassination cut short any deeper inquiry. Jimmy Carter famously reported a UFO sighting and promised disclosure during his campaign. Once in office, however, he was reportedly told that the truth was “too complex” to release. His disappointment was palpable.Bill Clinton took a more active approach. He sent aides to investigate Area 51 and Roswell. His response? “I tried. There's a government inside the government, and I don't control it.” This statement, often dismissed as hyperbole, may reflect a deeper reality: that the phenomenon operates outside traditional political structures.Barack Obama was asked repeatedly about UFOs. His answers were playful, evasive. “I can't tell you,” he joked. “They'd have to kill me.” But behind the humor was a pattern: presidents were aware, but not empowered. They were briefed, but not invited into the deeper rooms.Donald Trump broke the mold. He spoke about UFOs, supported the creation of Space Force, and oversaw the release of Pentagon videos confirming UAPs. But even he admitted: “I've heard some interesting things. I'll tell you one day. Maybe.” Why the silence? Why the deflection? The answer may lie in the nature of the phenomenon itself.Jim Semivan, a former CIA official involved in recent disclosure efforts, described the truth as “indigestible.” He worried about how to explain to children that there's a force that can control the environment, insert thoughts, deceive, and that we're not in control. The fear isn't about technology—it's about existential collapse.James Lakatsky, who ran AAWSAP for the Defense Intelligence Agency, concluded that UAPs are a technology that integrates physical and psychic phenomena—and that they manipulate psychological parameters in the witness. This isn't just about flying objects. It's about reality itself.So where does this leave the presidents?They may be briefed. They may be curious. But the final answer may not be political—it may be personal. It may come through experiencers, researchers, and those willing to question the nature of reality.#PresidentialPodcast #UFOs #Consciousness #Disclosure #DeepDive

Dr. Tom Davis preaches from Mark 10:17-27.

What REALLY Lies Beneath Area 51? | The Lazar Files and John Lear's Revelations

For this mid-week podcast we welcome back Paul Kimball, and we discuss Roswell, Rendlesham Forest, and various other UFO cases. We discuss what Paul feels are the best cases and why. I have to apologize for some of the sound quality. Paul sounds fine, but for some reason, both of my microphones have me sounding like I am talking through a tin can. No idea what happened and nothing much I could do about it. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

How AI is Reshaping the Architect WorkflowIn this episode of the EntreArchitect Podcast, Mark R. LePage sits down with architect and entrepreneur Greg Holman, AIA, founder of Studio 27 and creator of CADMonkeyAI. Greg shares his journey from earning his Master of Architecture at Texas Tech University to managing multimillion-dollar projects and eventually launching his own practice in Roswell, New Mexico. With over two decades of experience across diverse project types, Greg brings both a seasoned design perspective and an entrepreneurial mindset to the conversation.The discussion explores how artificial intelligence is reshaping the workflow of architects, particularly within small firms. Greg explains how CADMonkeyAI, his new platform, streamlines building system and material selections by leveraging manufacturer data and AI-driven efficiency. He highlights the opportunity for architects to reclaim valuable time for creativity, collaboration, and client relationships by integrating smart technologies into their daily practice.Looking ahead, Greg shares his vision for a future where AI acts not as a replacement, but as an empowering partner in architectural design. He and Mark dive into the challenges of adoption, the importance of adaptability for small practices, and the broader implications for community-focused architecture. This episode offers both inspiration and practical advice for architects ready to embrace the tools of tomorrow while staying true to the values that define their work.This week at EntreArchitect Podcast, How AI is Reshaping the Architect Workflow with Greg Holman.Learn more about Greg at Studio 27, check out CADMonkeyAI, and connect with him on LinkedIn.Please Visit Our Platform SponsorsArcatemy is Arcat's Continuing Education Program. Listen to Arcat's Detailed podcast and earn HSW credits. As a trusted provider, Arcat ensures you earn AIA CE credits while advancing your expertise and career in architecture. Learn more at Arcat.com/continuing-education.Visit our Platform Sponsors today and thank them for supporting YOU... The EntreArchitect Community of small firm architects.

And good evening, everyone, wherever you are around this world and the great beyond — welcome back to The X Zone Radio Show. I'm your host, Rob McConnell, coming to you from our broadcast center and studios in Niagara, Ontario, Canada — and around the world on The ‘X' Zone Broadcast Network, TOOBER, and our many affiliate stations across North America and beyond. Tonight, we take another step beyond the ordinary into the extraordinary — with a guest whose work explores the strange crossroads between hidden history, conspiracies, and the paranormal. My guest this hour is Donald Jeffries, a writer and researcher whose thought-provoking work appears on his Substack — donaldjeffries.substack.com — where he tackles the mysteries and cover-ups that most of the mainstream would rather ignore. From UFOs and government secrecy to ghosts, conspiracies, and the forces that shape human destiny, Donald Jeffries brings a fearless, unfiltered perspective to the unexplained. Donald, welcome to The X Zone. It's great to have you with usBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-x-zone-radio-tv-show--1078348/support.Please note that all XZBN radio and/or television shows are Copyright © REL-MAR McConnell Meda Company, Niagara, Ontario, Canada – www.rel-mar.com. For more Episodes of this show and all shows produced, broadcasted and syndicated from REL-MAR McConell Media Company and The 'X' Zone Broadcast Network and the 'X' Zone TV Channell, visit www.xzbn.net. For programming, distribution, and syndication inquiries, email programming@xzbn.net.We are proud to announce the we have launched TWATNews.com, launched in August 2025.TWATNews.com is an independent online news platform dedicated to uncovering the truth about Donald Trump and his ongoing influence in politics, business, and society. Unlike mainstream outlets that often sanitize, soften, or ignore stories that challenge Trump and his allies, TWATNews digs deeper to deliver hard-hitting articles, investigative features, and sharp commentary that mainstream media won't touch.These are stories and articles that you will not read anywhere else.Our mission is simple: to expose corruption, lies, and authoritarian tendencies while giving voice to the perspectives and evidence that are often marginalized or buried by corporate-controlled media

The sea around Skellig Michael never rests. Waves slam the cliffs like a heartbeat, and mist rises from the rocks like breath from some sleeping giant. Eight miles off the Kerry coast, this jagged island looks less like a piece of earth and more like a fragment of another world. More than a thousand years ago, monks climbed 600 stone steps to live here, chasing silence, prayer, and the edge of heaven. Today, visitors come for the same reason, though they may not know it. Whether you're drawn by faith, history, or a galaxy far, far away, Skellig has a way of making you listen to what the sea remembers. And that's where today's story begins — between exile and return, faith and freedom, stone and surf. Because sometimes, we're all just trying to find our way back to the ocean. With Music from Niamh Dunne, Wolf Loescher, and Jocelyn Pettit & Ellen Gira. This is Quest & Chorus #309 0:58 - Niamh Dunne "Ballyneety's Walls" from Portraits 4:17 - WELCOME TO QUEST & CHORUS Welcome to Quest & Chorus, where every wave might carry a myth, and every exile still dreams of home. I'm your bard, Marc Gunn, also host of the Irish & Celtic Music Podcast, and typically host of this show as Folk Songs & Stories, but today, we call it Quest & Chorus. And today, we drift to the edge of the world, To Skellig Michael, where the sea swallows history and monks once whispered their prayers to gulls. It's also where a Jedi gave up the fight. And where a selkie sings himself back into the sea. Today's theme may seem like exile or perhaps it's where you truly belong. Quest & Chorus is a 6-part podcast series. I fuse my love of Celtic and folk music, science fiction and fantasy, and travel into a podcast with a quest. In each episode, you will get a clue to unlock a secret reward. And at the end of the season, you will combine all of those clues to unlock an even bigger amazing reward. If you're new to the show, please follow us. You can do that at PubSong.com. UPCOMING SHOWS NOV 1: Georgia Renaissance Festival Fall Festival, Fairburn, GA NOV 8: IrishFest Atlanta, Roswell, GA with Inara NOV 14-16: CONjuration, Duluth, GA NOV 22: Georgia Renaissance Festival Fall Festival, Fairburn, GA DEC 6: Georgia Renaissance Festival Fall Festival, Fairburn, GA DEC 7: Nerdy Wonderland at The Lost Druid, Avondale Estates, GA @ 12 - 5 PM. 6:24 - Wolf Loescher "Rovin' Journeyman" from Child of Alba Please leave a comment on the podcast show notes at pubsong.com or wherever you listen. Email pictures of where you're listening to follow@celtfather . I'll send you a free gift and you can learn more about how to follow this podcast. News If you're looking for Celtic Halloween music, I have a large selection of such music. While my Happy Songs of Death album fits the bill, I also did a series of concerts inspired by that theme for several years. Follow the link in the shownotes for details. A big thanks to my… 7:45 - GUNN RUNNERS ON PATREON If you enjoy this podcast or you love listening to my music, please follow my Celtfather Patreon page. You can sign up for free and get updates on what's new and you can get an ad-free edition of this podcast before public listeners. But you get so much more when you become a Patron of the Arts. Patreon is one of the ways modern musicians and podcasters make a living. For just $5 per month, you'll get exclusive, unreleased songs, podcasts, video concerts, bootleg concerts, and so much more. Email follow@celtfather to get more details! 9:47 - Jocelyn Pettit & Ellen Gira "Going Home" from Here To Stay 13:15 - TODAY'S SHOW IS BROUGHT TO BY CELTIC INVASION VACATIONS Every year, I take a small group of people on a relaxing adventure to one of the Celtic nations. We don't see everything. Instead we stay in one area. We get to know the region through its culture, history, and legends. You can join me with an auditory and visual adventure through podcasts, blogs, videos, and photos. In 2026, you can join me for a Celtic Invasion of Galicia in Spain. Sign to the Celtic Invasion Vacations mailing list at CelticInvasion.com. Let's begin the… 13:47 - QUEST & CHORUS of SKELLIG MICHAEL Eight miles off the coast of County Kerry is the island of Skellig Michael. It is a jagged twin-peaked island. Its name comes from the Irish Sceilg Mhichíl which means Michael's Rock. It was dedicated to the Archangel Michael. The island's history began in the sixth century. Monks sought isolation and closeness to God. So they settled there because the early Irish monastic tradition valued hardship, solitude, and spiritual testing. The monks carved out a small community on narrow terraces more than 600 steps above sea level. The monastic settlement they built still survives. They built a cluster of beehive stone huts, stone crosses and terraces connected by narrow paths. Everything was dry-stone construction. That means they were fitted together without mortar. They were built so well that they have lasted over a millennium. The monks grew small gardens, caught seabirds and fish, and collected rainwater in cisterns. They survived off of what the island would allow. Skellig Michael was a center of devotion to Saint Michael the Archangel sometime after the 8th century. The island was also a pilgrimage site for centuries. Climbing its steps was seen as a form of penance and spiritual renewal. By the 13th century, life on Skellig Michael had become too difficult. Storms, isolation, and changing Church patterns led the monks to relocate to the mainland, near Ballinskelligs. But the island remained a place of pilgrimage well into the modern era. Skellig Michael is now a UNESCO World Heritage Site. It is recognized for its exceptional preservation of early Christian monastic life and its haunting natural beauty. It's also become familiar to a new generation as Ahch-To, the oceanic world where Luke Skywalker lived in exile in Star Wars: The Force Awakens and The Last Jedi. Even now, Skellig Michael stands as a symbol of endurance, of faith carved into stone, of solitude turned to sanctuary, and of the fragile bridge between human devotion and the raw power of nature. LEGENDS OF SKELLIG MICHAEL One of the more famous legends involves the Tuatha Dé Danann and the Milesian invasion of Ireland. It is recounted in the Lebor Gabála Érenn (the Book of Invasions). According to this myth: As the Milesians sailed toward Ireland around 1400 BC in the mythic narrative, a storm was caused by the Tuatha Dé Danann. They are one of the faerie-like supernatural race in Irish mythology. Skellig's cliffs are sometimes mentioned as one of the treacherous places where ships were driven ashore. One version says Irr, a son of Míl Espáine (the mythic ancestor of the Gaels), was travelling from the Iberian Peninsula. He drowned and was buried on Skellig. MY THOUGHTS on SKELLIG MICHAEL 20:02 - Marc Gunn “Selkie's Life” from Come Adventure With Me Check out my blog of the puffins of Skellig Michael. Selkie's Life, Selkie Call of the Sea #234 Thank you for returning to the sea with me. Skellig Michael is not the end of the story. But it's where stories are kept safe. Next time, we wander the great alignments of Carnac, stones older than myth, standing like trees in time. Until then… If the sea calls you, don't be afraid to answer. 23:39 - CREDITS Thanks for listening to Quest & Chorus. This episode was edited by Mitchell Petersen. You can follow and listen to the show on my Patreon or wherever you find podcasts. Sign up to my mailing list to learn more about songs featured in this podcast and discover where I'm performing. Remember. Reduce, reuse, recycle, and think about how you can make a positive impact on your environment. Join the Quest and Sing Along at www.pubsong.com! #pubstories    

In this extraordinary episode, Grant Cameron and Cindy Voll welcome back Katie Page—CEO of Rocky Mountain Ranch Research—for a sweeping exploration of psi experimentation, paranormal phenomena, and the hidden history of Rocky Mountain Ranch. Katie's personal experiences and investigative work span decades, revealing a tapestry of mystery, trauma, and global intrigue.Childhood Psi Training & Theta ConditioningKatie shares her involvement in the “Twilight Learners Program” at age 10, a biofeedback initiative run by Thomas H. Budzynski, a former Area 51 engineer. She was trained to enter and maintain a theta brainwave state using guided meditation, temperature control, and sensory isolation. Initially framed as migraine therapy, Katie now believes this was part of a covert psi conditioning program linked to the Monroe Institute and CIA Stargate.She describes the eerie setting: a quiet office with no other patients, brown leather chairs, and cassette tapes that mirror the Gateway Experience. Her lucid dreaming abilities and intuitive sensitivity may be lasting effects of this early training.Rocky Mountain Ranch: Military, Mind Control & Mystery BoxesKatie's connection to Rocky Mountain Ranch reveals a deeper layer of government involvement. Soldiers from Camp Carson were reportedly stationed on the property, experiencing psychic manipulation and mind control. One soldier was compelled to walk into the woods by an unseen force—released only to repeat the cycle multiple times.She recounts sightings of strange illuminated boxes that vanished into the ground, shadow figures, and disembodied voices. Her own experiences include a radiation-like handprint received during filming, which led to a cleansing ceremony by Native American paranormal rangers.Disclosure & LiabilityKatie expresses skepticism about full disclosure, citing liability concerns. If psi programs involving children are exposed, governments could face lawsuits and public backlash. She believes this is one reason why disclosure remains elusive, despite mounting evidence and public interest.Skinwalker China & Global PhenomenaKatie introduces her new project, Skinwalker China, which explores paranormal phenomena and folklore in a closed society. With help from a partner in the Chinese entertainment industry, she's gathering cases and building bridges across cultures. She discusses China's history of psi research, including the 1980s telekinesis programs involving children, and wonders whether these individuals were tracked into adulthood.The GATE Program & Trauma-Based RecruitmentKatie connects her own story to the GATE program and similar initiatives that recruited gifted and traumatized children. She believes both spectrums were targeted—those with high cognitive abilities and those with hyperactivity or learning disabilities. Her own diagnoses of ADHD and dyslexia may have been cover stories for deeper involvement.She reflects on the emotional toll of uncovering these connections and the importance of documenting her journey. Her upcoming book on Rocky Mountain Ranch will include these revelations, along with new experiments and fieldwork.Conclusion: A Living MysteryThis episode is a masterclass in experiential research and investigative storytelling. Katie Page brings decades of insight, personal testimony, and archival access to the table—illuminating a mystery that continues to evolve. Whether you're a seasoned researcher or a curious seeker, this conversation offers clarity, empowerment, and a call to explore the unknown with courage and compassion.Katie Page - https://katiepaige.netGrant Cameronwww.presidentialufo.org

ATU T-shirt https://all-things-unexplained-shop.fourthwall.com/products/all-things-unexplained-t-shirt UFO T-shirt https://all-things-unexplained-shop.fourthwall.com/en-usd/products/ufo-2 Watch Applying traditional scientific methods to the study of UAP: Dr. Stephen Bruehl: https://www.youtube.com/live/cz-pO8x8j4o?si=HktNtrlMqtwfhmXk  Watch Patricia Cornwell's Sharp Force | The Phantom Slasher Returns (Premieres Tuesday, October 7th at 10 AM EST): https://www.youtube.com/live/cz-pO8x8j4o?si=HktNtrlMqtwfhmXk This episode: Could an All Things Unexplained discovery in the newly released JFK files—a Soviet scientist the CIA thought could be the assassin, had ties to radiation studies, Apollo-era space travel, and the Van Allen Belts—be a missing puzzle piece in one of history's biggest controversies?Subscribe to All Things Unexplained on YouTube: @allthingsunexplained Links:     Watch this live podcast video on YouTube: https://youtube.com/live/vfeODyux-Lc      YouTube: https://youtube.com/@allthingsunexplained      Check out our merch! https://all-things-unexplained-shop.fourthwall.com/      Video podcast playlist: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLUBNCmjIGgJjFeGxSZgrtDeW_TjIV4XHp        Dr. Mounce in Beast Games Ep. 0: https://youtu.be/gs8qfL9PNac?si=whD290YawP8WBSTH      Our previous tweets on the JFK file related to space travel and much more: https://x.com/atunexplained      The JFK file (with missing pages) on the Russian scientist―also suspected of being the potential JFK assassin―related to space travel, radiation, and much more: https://www.archives.gov/files/research/jfk/releases/2025/0318/104-10413-10306.pdf      Bart's appearance on Joe Rogan: https://youtu.be/P7xu0t9dTbI?si=GIxnE6M0v08C8n5b      Bart's website: https://www.sibrel.com/      Bart's YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/bartsibrel1      Bart's podcast: https://www.subscribestar.com/bartsibrel      Jarrah's website: https://jarrahwhite.com/      Jarrah White trailer for Trojan SMERSH: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YE7PNcA1qMY      Moonbase Horizon by Jarrah White: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLOFH9q50V_sdQKaMyB-mRG7CxNsUhRPo7      Powerful JRE: https://www.youtube.com/@joerogan        Guest list: https://allthingsunexplained.transistor.fm/people Hosted by Dr. Tim Mounce—best-selling author, Audible narrator, and Beast Games (by @MrBeast ) Season 1 contestant #718—alongside cohosts CJ and Smitty.Featured in Patricia Cornwell's New York Times Bestselling Novel Identity Unknown:“Earth was plan B. It's where the Martians escaped thousands of years ago when their own planet was about to be destroyed,” Marino replies as if it's commonly known.No doubt he learned this and more from All Things Unexplained, Ancient Aliens or one of his other favorite podcasts and TV shows. He and my sister both tune in religiously, and it makes for lively dinner conversations when all of us are together.— Identity Unknown, p. 164Follow All Things Unexplained:   Twitter https://twitter.com/atunexplained    IG https://instagram.com/allthingsunexplainedpodcast    TikTok https://tiktok.com/@allthingsunexplained     FB https://facebook.com/allthingsunexplainedpodcast    Apple Podcasts https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/all-things-unexplained/id1518410497 Top 15 Science & Society Podcast.People's Choice Podcast Award Nominee.Ranked among the Top 100 UFO Podcasts and Top 60 Bigfoot Podcasts by MillionPodcasts.   Email us: allthingsunexplained@yahoo.com Music Credits: 1. Sourced via YouTube Audio Library.2. Moonbase Horizon with permission by Jarrah White.3. Bart's Moon Man Song with permission by Bart Sibrel.#UFO #UAP #Paranormal #Bigfoot #Cryptids #AlienEncounters #UnexplainedPhenomena #Conspiracy #AncientAliens #SecretBases #aliens #RemoteViewing #alien #Disclosure #ParanormalPodcast #AllThingsUnexplained #Whistleblower #abductions #Science #Astrophysics #scarpetta #book #books #newbook #patriciacornwell #cornwell #patricia #forensic #mystery #serialkiller #crime #forensics #thriller #women #female #watchthis #readthis #mustread #breaking #literature #author #authors ★ Support this podcast ★

Guest host Richard Syrett and author/lawyer Christopher Johnston discuss reimagining one of history's most debated mysteries as a courtroom drama. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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The Unbelievable, Utterly Implausible, and Probably Non-Existent Case of Majestic 12In the convoluted corridors of power and human paranoia, where memos masquerade as cosmic revelations and weather balloons tumble into extraterrestrial intrigue, there lurks the saga of Majestic 12—that alleged 1947 cabal of generals, scientists, and one ironic debunker, hastily assembled by Truman to wrangle Roswell's wreckage and hush up humanoid visitors from the stars. Forged documents whisper of reverse-engineered wonders and shadowy silencing, all debunked by the FBI yet persisting like a stubborn cosmic joke. Join us as we unravel this bureaucratic absurdity, pondering if it's disinformation or plain old delusion.

  “What's the most humbling moment you've ever experienced?” That's just one of the questions at the heart of this special “Greatest Hits” episode, where Kent Hance, the best storyteller in Texas, shares the stories that listeners have loved most over the years. From the quirky streets of Roswell, New Mexico—home to UFO conventions and unexpected celebrity encounters—to the unpredictable world of politics, Kent's tales are as varied as they are memorable. Hear about the time a single guest turned a political reception into a legendary story, the high school dare that ended with a leap out the window, and the fundraiser invitation that nearly gave a friend a heart attack when 25,000 people were invited to a house built for 200. Kent's stories aren't just funny—they're packed with wisdom and insight. Whether he's recounting the importance of kindness in the service industry (“He's going to Austin. His bags are going to Toronto.”), or reflecting on the humbling nature of politics, Kent's greatest hits remind us that life is unpredictable, and sometimes the best stories come from the most unexpected moments. Notable Quotes & Moments: “Politics can be humbling.” “If you go to the UFO convention in Roswell, be sure and don't be looking up while you're driving.” “He's going to Austin. His bags are going to Toronto.” “If you think 50 people will show up, get a room for 30.” Themes & Insights: The unpredictable nature of life and politics The value of humility and humor The importance of kindness and quick thinking Legendary Texas personalities and unforgettable events Call to Action: Enjoyed these classic stories? Subscribe to Kent Hance, The Best Storyteller in Texas Podcast, leave a positive review, and share this episode with friends who love a good laugh and a great story. Follow us on Instagram at @beststorytellerpodcast for more legendary moments!  

Drew cracks open a Bubbler by New Glarus while Derek sips on Lunar Harvest Pumpkin Ale by Ghostfish Brewing Co as they dive deep into one of the most mysterious early UFO cases , the Maury Island Incident. The two unravel the strange events that predate Roswell, including debris, strange men in black, and government intrigue. They also chat about the upcoming season of Fallout, swap a few personal UFO stories, and question just how far the truth might stretch beyond the stars.   Get your Strange Brew and Porch Pint Society merch here. 

The Georgia Politics Podcast continues its Candidate Profile series with a conversation featuring Roswell Mayor Kurt Wilson, who is running for re-election. In this in-depth discussion, Mayor Wilson reflects on his first term in office — from the accomplishments he's most proud of to the challenges that tested his administration and the lessons learned along the way. We dive into Wilson's approach to leadership, decision-making, and community building as Roswell continues to evolve as one of North Fulton's most dynamic cities. The mayor shares insights on his priorities for a second term, including city infrastructure, responsible growth, and fiscal management. Whether you're a Roswell resident, a North Fulton voter, or simply interested in how local governments shape Georgia's political landscape, this episode offers an inside look at Mayor Wilson's record, his re-election platform, and his vision for Roswell's future. Click here to connect with Mayor Wilson or learn more about his campaign. Connect with The Georgia Politics Podcast on Twitter @gapoliticspod Hans Appen on Twitter @hansappen Craig Kidd on Twitter @CraigKidd1 Lyndsey Coates on Instagram @list_with_lyndsey Proud member of the Appen Podcast Network. #gapol

St. Paul lays out the way husbands and wives ought to live together in holy matrimony. A wife is to submit to her husband as the Church submits to Christ, and a husband is to love his wife as Christ loves the Church. Although the world today reacts negatively toward this text, Christians are right to cherish it as God's good gift. It is certainly good that the Church submits to Christ as He gives Himself for her; therefore, it is certainly good when husbands and wives model their lives after this pattern. The marriage between Christ and His Church is the true foundation, and human marriage provides a glimpse into that mystery.  Rev. Brian Flamme, pastor at Immanuel Lutheran Church in Roswell, NM, joins host Rev. Timothy Appel to study Ephesians 5:22-33.  To learn more about Immanuel Lutheran, visit immanuelroswell.org. “God's Gift of Marriage” is a mini-series on Sharper Iron that studies the Song of Solomon and other key texts from the Bible concerning marriage. Although the world is terribly confused concerning what marriage is, God's Word reveals how good a gift marriage truly is and points us to the relationship between Christ, the Bridegroom, and His Church, the Bride.  Sharper Iron, hosted by Rev. Timothy Appel, looks at the text of Holy Scripture both in its broad context and its narrow detail, all for the sake of proclaiming Christ crucified and risen for sinners. Two pastors engage with God's Word to sharpen not only their own faith and knowledge, but the faith and knowledge of all who listen. Submit comments or questions to: listener@kfuo.org

This episode: Whistleblower Dylan Borland with a shocking Tic Tac UFO revelation. Watch this episode on YouTube: https://youtube.com/live/2CVJKBsdo1c ATU T-shirt https://all-things-unexplained-shop.fourthwall.com/products/all-things-unexplained-t-shirtATU Mug https://all-things-unexplained-shop.fourthwall.com/products/all-things-unexplained-ceramic-coffee-mug-2-sip-into-the-unknownATU Hoodie https://all-things-unexplained-shop.fourthwall.com/products/atuhoodieSubscribe to All Things Unexplained on YouTube:     https://youtube.com/@allthingsunexplained Links:     Shop: https://all-things-unexplained-shop.fourthwall.com      Website/support: https://allthingsunexplained.com      Watch Dr. Mounce in Episode 0 of Beast Games by Mr. Beast   https://youtu.be/gs8qfL9PNac?si=whD290YawP8WBSTH        Creators and guests: https://allthingsunexplained.transistor.fm/people         Check out our official All Things Unexplained YouTube podcast: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLUBNCmjIGgJjFeGxSZgrtDeW_TjIV4XHp        Weaponized clip: https://x.com/jeremycorbell/status/1974964610144121319?s=42     Kevin Knuth on All Things Unexplained: https://youtube.com/live/2VSikCOpLaw     Joe Rogan Experience #1315: https://youtu.be/BEWz4SXfyCQ?si=CqQYfMQ3dKaAY98O     Dylan Borland opening statement: https://youtu.be/ARnygbC708c?si=AnFj5rR2Xid7HclQCheck out our merch! https://all-things-unexplained-shop.fourthwall.com/      Hosted by Dr. Tim Mounce—best-selling author, Audible narrator, and Beast Games (by @MrBeast ) Season 1 contestant #718—alongside cohosts CJ and Smitty.Featured in Patricia Cornwell's New York Times Bestselling Novel Identity Unknown:“Earth was plan B. It's where the Martians escaped thousands of years ago when their own planet was about to be destroyed,” Marino replies as if it's commonly known.No doubt he learned this and more from All Things Unexplained, Ancient Aliens or one of his other favorite podcasts and TV shows. He and my sister both tune in religiously, and it makes for lively dinner conversations when all of us are together.— Identity Unknown, p. 164Follow All Things Unexplained:   Twitter https://twitter.com/atunexplained    IG https://instagram.com/allthingsunexplainedpodcast    TikTok https://tiktok.com/@allthingsunexplained     FB https://facebook.com/allthingsunexplainedpodcast    Apple Podcasts https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/all-things-unexplained/id1518410497 Top 15 Science & Society Podcast.People's Choice Podcast Award Nominee.Ranked among the Top 100 UFO Podcasts and Top 60 Bigfoot Podcasts by MillionPodcasts.   Email us: allthingsunexplained@yahoo.com Music Credits: sourced via YouTube Audio Library.#UFO#UAP#Paranormal#Bigfoot#Cryptids#AlienEncounters#UnexplainedPhenomena#Conspiracy#AncientAliens#SecretBases#aliens#RemoteViewing#alien#Disclosure#ParanormalPodcast#AllThingsUnexplained#Whistleblower#abductions#Science#Astrophysics #scarpetta #book #books #newbook #patriciacornwell #cornwell #patricia #forensic #mystery #serialkiller #crime #forensics #thriller #women #female #watchthis #readthis #mustread #breaking #literature #author #authors ★ Support this podcast ★

Podcast 307 – Local Businesses Team Up to Launch the Sounds of Dunwoody – Nida Mudd & Miguel Romero   Sounds of Dunwoody is turning the Shops of Dunwoody into a live music stage this Saturday, October 18th. From 3–10 PM, you'll catch student bands from Dunwoody High and Mount Vernon School, rock covers from PDL Atlanta, and a headlining set from the high-energy Francisco Vidal Band. They're airing the Georgia vs. Ole Miss game at 3:30, so bring a blanket, grab takeout, and settle in for an all-day community hangout.   The idea started with Nida Mudd, owner of Judy & Grace Boutique, who wanted to bring Alive in Roswell-style energy to Dunwoody. Her new boutique has quickly become a local favorite for stylish women over 50, offering timeless pieces and specializing in mother-of-the-bride dresses. Nida teamed up with Miguel Romero from Taqueria Los Hermanos, who was already turning the Shops of Dunwoody into a live music spot. Word got out and more local businesses stepped in, community organizations sponsored, and the first annual Sounds of Dunwoody comes to life this Saturday.   Website: https://whatsupdunwoody.com/podcast-307-local-businesses-team-up-to-launch-the-sounds-of-dunwoody-nida-mudd-miguel-romero/     What's Up Dunwoody Links:  

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Lesley and Brad are back to recap their conversation with Dr. Shanté Cofield, The Movement Maestro. They share how showing up as yourself makes the hard days easier, why boundaries are non-negotiable, and how letting go of the “struggle equals success” myth frees you to enjoy the work you love. And because it's not all business, Lesley answers a listener's fun question about how she manages to look fresh after a long flight.If you have any questions about this episode or want to get some of the resources we mentioned, head over to LesleyLogan.co/podcast https://lesleylogan.co/podcast/. If you have any comments or questions about the Be It pod shoot us a message at beit@lesleylogan.co mailto:beit@lesleylogan.co. And as always, if you're enjoying the show please share it with someone who you think would enjoy it as well. It is your continued support that will help us continue to help others. Thank you so much! 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Will everyone connect with it? No, and that's a good thing. Lesley Logan 0:17  Welcome to the Be It Till You See It podcast where we talk about taking messy action, knowing that perfect is boring. I'm Lesley Logan, Pilates instructor and fitness business coach. I've trained thousands of people around the world and the number one thing I see stopping people from achieving anything is self-doubt. My friends, action brings clarity and it's the antidote to fear. Each week, my guest will bring bold, executable, intrinsic and targeted steps that you can use to put yourself first and Be It Till You See It. It's a practice, not a perfect. Let's get started. Lesley Logan 0:56  Welcome back to the Be It Till You See It interview recap where my co-host in life, Brad, and I are going to dig into the incredible, amazing, badass convo we have with the one and only, Shante Cofield. Brad Crowell 1:10  Shante.Lesley Logan 1:11  The Movement Maestro. Brad Crowell 1:12  Oh yeah. Lesley Logan 1:13  Oh my gosh. It was in our last episode. And if you haven't listened to that one, you've missed out on life. You really like you kind of fucked up. You got to go listen to it. You can listen after this, and you can listen and then like, usually like, depend on how you set your podcast situation up. It could be right after this. If you're listening to the OPC app, it's right below this one. If you're in your Apple app, good luck. They've changed it all the time. It's hard to find an episode you missed. Then that's why we do these recaps. But first, today, it is October 9th, it's Curious Events Day. Brad Crowell 1:42  Curious Events Day. Lesley Logan 1:44  I chose this because of Shante. So, the other ones seemed quite boring. There was World Post Day, and I was like, oh, that's so Shante, but it means like, mail, like. Brad Crowell 1:53  What do you mean male? Lesley Logan 1:54  Like, post mail, like mailing a letter, World Post Day. Not as not as in, like, social media post. Brad Crowell 2:00  I was definitely not thinking M-A-I-L. Lesley Logan 2:03  Yeah, mail. So I didn't choose that one, because that would be the opposite of Shante. But, Curious Events Day is October 9th, and it's a day to wonder about everything we've ever wondered about. So how do you get those little ships into the bottles? I think they do it like they're flat and they put it in. But you should, if you still wonder, you should look that up. Who figured out how to tie shoelaces? That is curious. What is the most recent sighting of Bigfoot in North America? I'm seriously doubting where the feedback might come from. I definitely do mean, pick your sources wisely. Why can't we figure what happened in Roswell? Be inquisitive, be persistent, and be careful, don't forget that old adage, curiosity killed the cat, and then the end is that satisfaction brought it back. But do be mindful. Brad Crowell 2:49  And then it's like, but I had nine lives, so you're good. Be curious. Lesley Logan 2:52  But also, like, do judge your news sources carefully. Brad Crowell 2:57  Oh my gosh. Please, please validate things. Lesley Logan 2:59  Please. Also, like. Brad Crowell 3:01  Anytime, anything seems like, oh yeah, that, that news makes sense. No, go, look it up. Lesley Logan 3:06  Also, don't just look at headlines or scan things. Read. Use your reading skills. Like, use them. It's very, very important. And it's, it's something that's like, I think what I like about world curious day or nationally curious day is, like, just it, it's a way to get off of social media and then go. Brad Crowell 3:28  Curious Events Day.Lesley Logan 3:29  Curious Events Day and go look up things, you know, maybe use a library, like, I don't know, be curious there, too. Anyways, so our Winter Tour is announced, y'all, it announced, well, a while back, and if you haven't bought your tickets yet, you could, it might be Slim Pickens. So go to opc.me/tour to see all the incredible cities. We are recording this before October 1st, so I actually have no idea where we're going yet. We are.Brad Crowell 3:55  We're still working all that out, but it but there's, you know, we got like 25 cities on the docket that we're trying to figure out. Lesley Logan 4:01  That's the goal. Brad Crowell 4:02  It's even bigger and better than we've ever done before. And it's only possible because you come to see the events, and see each other and hang and, you know, come meet us in in real life and we love it. Lesley Logan 4:15  It's kind of how all things work. Brad Crowell 4:15  And the dog, you know. Lesley Logan 4:15  If you like this podcast, you gotta leave a review, share it with a friend and listen. You gotta. If you, if you like our show, you gotta like, you got like, there's things you have more power than you realize. And if you don't attend an event, we don't go back. Brad Crowell 4:30  That's very key. Lesley Logan 4:31  Even if we like this city. So, opc.me/tour. Also, we're currently in Cambodia for our retreat. If you're not on the waitlist yet, you're gonna want to get on that, because in January, we're opening up the early bird special for the retreat, and only those on the waitlist get the early bird option. You don't have to get on the waitlist, but you get to pay full price. And that's that's just like we're spelling out for you.Brad Crowell 4:54  Just to put this out there, we've had a lot of people asking about October 2026. So, a lot of people, and there is only room for, you know, there's a limited amount of space we have.Lesley Logan 5:04  As much as we love you and we hate saying no.Brad Crowell 5:08  I would love to, you know, make sure everybody can join us. But, you know, there's a limited amount of space.Lesley Logan 5:15  Well, because, to be honest, like, we just like the smaller busses, because it means, like, we get to spend more time with you versus the bigger bus, and it's like not as much time with you. And also the bigger bus means less sites to see because the busses don't fit in certain places.Brad Crowell 5:27  Yeah, it is, you know, I mean, what we'll, look, we'll bring the bigger bus if we have the group for the bigger bus, but, yeah, we are limited on we can't go through the big temple.Lesley Logan 5:35  There's only so much room on the patio, so get your spot quickly by being on the waitlist.Brad Crowell 5:44  All right, and then we're excited. On October 19th, we're actually going to be going to Singapore. Oh, for the waitlist people go to lesleylogan.co/retreats plural lesleylogan.co/retreats. On October 19th, we're fired up to be coming to Singapore. This is a new thing for us. We were invited. It's a private event, but I just want to put that out there, you know, for you, if, if you want to host us coming through, just reach out, and we'll see how we can figure it out.Lesley Logan 6:10  Just ask. We actually just came back yesterday when we're recording this from U.K. and people were, I shared, like, oh, we're we actually are here because people asked. Like, it wasn't like we had a studio owner ask, and then we had another studio go, hey, how do I get that at my studio? And then we put the events together. And so, you know, we, we, sometimes we have to plan years in advance, like, this particular event was actually planned two years ago, but we can do that. And we, we actually are the kind of people that don't just show up on your door unannounced. We do need an invitation. And so we already talked about Winter Tour that's coming up in December. Then January is gonna be the Pilates Journal Expo. It's in Huntington Beach. If you go to xxll.co/pilatesjournal, you can get your tickets for that. I've got a world premiere of a workshop, which is really fun for me, because I just like having a space where you can ask whatever question you want about Pilates. Don't worry, there's some other nuggets around that, but, like, it's really a space for that.Brad Crowell 7:04  What was the URL again?Lesley Logan 7:07  xxll.co/pilatesjournalBrad Crowell 7:10  Yeah, we got a new URL shortener, y'all. xxll.co Lesley Logan 7:14  Yeah, because, you know, it's what they needed. Brad Crowell 7:15  We did that instead of a phone number. Lesley Logan 7:17  They still want the phone number. Brad Crowell 7:19  Yeah, the phone number is not gonna be. Lesley Logan 7:21  I still want it. We haven't looked at it. We haven't looked into if we can have a like, you know, 310 just be it.Brad Crowell 7:27  In March, we're gonna be.Lesley Logan 7:27  In Poland. We're gonna be in Poland again. I'm so excited to be back in Poland with Karen Frischmann. So it's, like, kind of amazing you get to learn from the two of us at the same time, which means a bigger bang for your buck, xxll.co/poland, anyone can go, by the way, just because, Karen and I speak in English, okay, that's how we teach. And then it's translated into Polish. But you can just come and then Karen and I will drag Brad, Brad through Europe, all the way over to Brussels, and we are going to be. Brad Crowell 8:00  I will not be complaining. Lesley Logan 8:01  At El's Studio in Brussels. Very, very excited about this. Brad Crowell 8:05  L-L-E Elle's. Lesley Logan 8:06  Oh, actually it's E-L-S.Brad Crowell 8:07  E-L-S apostrophe El's Studio.Lesley Logan 8:08  Yeah, I think it's El's with the apostrophe, because then it's else's. That's what I learned when there's an S, you just put the apostle on the other side. Anyways, you can go to xxll.co/brussels to grab your tickets for that. And in April, we can announce this right now. Brad Crowell 8:28  We can talk about that. I'm pretty sure we already did. Lesley Logan 8:31  So there's something, oh, we might have. We're going to be in London. There is a there is a POT in London. And what I'm doing in London is not yet to be announced, because I haven't signed my contract. So we're gonna be at the POT in London. We're doing something. Brad Crowell 8:45  We're gonna have a booth, and we're gonna be talking about flashcards. So, come hang out. If you've never been to a Pilates On Tour, it is a lot of fun. They're amazing events. They really do a great job with that. And we can't wait to be back in London, it's gonna be amazing.Brad Crowell 8:55  And you can buy day passes for that so. Brad Crowell 8:59  Cool. Love it. All right, before we get into this incredible interview with Shante, we actually had a question, and the question was from Pilates Physio.Lesley Logan 9:08  So there's two people sent in the same question within two weeks. And I like when you read these out loud. Just read them out loud. Read them both. Brad Crowell 9:16  Okay, so Pilates Physio said, how do you look this fresh flying UK to Australia, I always look dragged through the hedge backwards.Lesley Logan 9:26  Hedges backwards, Sorry. Brad Crowell 9:27  Hedges? Lesley Logan 9:28  Yeah, the hedges backwards, sorry. My nails are too long. I typed it up myself.Brad Crowell 9:32  Okay. And the next one is Pilates, Inhale Pilates asks, how the hell do you look so fresh and glowing after all of that flying that is so unfair. And let me tell you my secret. Lesley Logan 9:45  Oh, yeah, you want to tell your secret. So I love both these women, because one of them asked it after I did story, when we had just landed in the UK, and we were driving to (inaudible) and we landed in Edinburgh and we were driving into (inaudible) and then the other one asked it after I we landed, went through security, got through our Global Entry, and we were in the, like, baggage claim area, and I did it. And so it's really quite funny, because for the first one, I actually purposely didn't wear any makeup, and just did my brow stuff because we were flying overnight, and I knew I'd be trying to sleep, and it was like about 30 hours of travel, and you don't wanna have makeup. And for the second one, we had a whole day flight, and I was like, I gotta do stories. I gotta do this. I gotta have my makeup on. And I am so proud of how amazing my makeup survived the Edinburgh, Heathrow, Heathrow to L.A. I did I will say I looked pretty ragged by the time we did L.A. to Las Vegas. I was so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open. So it wasn't like I was dragging a hedge backwards.Brad Crowell 10:43  We both were (inaudible) out on the plane home, like we were, we were asleep before we left the ground. I don't remember taking off.Lesley Logan 10:48  Yeah, I think we just like, I fell asleep so hard. So I will say, I think it's really easy on social media to look at someone who like and go, oh, they look so great. And to be honest, like in that moment, I caught the right light, but I will. So here's what I told them both, really great skin care. You have to have a great skin care routine. You must be doing this all the time. There isn't any makeup hack you can do that can out do bad skin care. Like every makeup artist I've ever worked with, is like the first step to great makeup is the skincare. So fine. When you like, I love the one I use. We don't have a short link for it. We have, like, a long link for it. Brad Crowell 11:30  We can get a short link for it. It's the the tarantula.Lesley Logan 11:34  No, I don't, I don't have, I don't have a social I don't have an affiliate for that. I'll tell you what that is. But, yeah, it's in the sponsors page. Yeah, so, so we'll drop that in there. He'll give it to you in a second. So, great skincare. Must, must, must, must do. Second, if you are flying long, like U.K. to Australia or the U.S. to Europe, like anything, that's 12-hour flight and it's overnight, I highly recommend no makeup, because you are going to try and sleep. But I do believe in mascara and brow gel like and I really do believe in it. It has changed the life. And if you're like, oh, I over plucked my brows when I was younger, you gotta go you gotta follow Striiike. You gotta follow, Striiike is the Instagram account Kristie Streicher. She has a (inaudible) three i's, she will, she will teach you how to grow your brows out, you guys. She was a client of mine. I was a client with of hers. I have not seen her in years, and I'm so proud of what my brows are doing. But I hire because what happened like your eyebrows and your lashes, like frame your eyes, and it can make a tired eye look happier. So we don't have affiliates for Striiike, but go and just learn from them. They have tons of tutorials. Tarantulash is by Bakeup Beauty again, no affiliates. I can't make any money off this, but I'm obsessed. I buy two sticks of mascara every time I shop with them, because you can get the free shipping, The, so once you have a good brow, good mascara you like and great skincare, you can fly anywhere. You also have to drink water. You must drink water when you fly. You have to drink water when you fly. I did not, I do not sleep well on most flights, especially long ones. In fact, when Pilates Physio asked that question, I had not slept at all because the flight sucked so much. On the way home, I think I got a little bit of sleep so, so I would love that. Then, when you want to apply makeup, like I had makeup on the second one, when you want to apply makeup, you you do want to find a makeup line that is easier for you to use, so that it doesn't take too long, and second that through the day, it looks better. No affiliate for Westman Atelier, I have tried multiple times. But I actually love their free concierge program. You can get on a call with someone. They can pick your colors for you, and it is she, she's a great it's a clean beauty line that actually, as a day goes on, it kind of just like melts into your skin more. So it doesn't streak as the day goes on, it's almost like, it's not that it rubs off, but it just like kind of becomes your skin. So I like that. Brad Crowell 14:03  All right, I think I'm also just gonna interrupt you and say, I love all of these amazing things that you've been figuring out. So the skincare link is xxll.co/skincare. Lesley Logan 14:12  Okay, there you go. Brad Crowell 14:12  So xxll.co/skincare and you'll be able to see what Lesley has been using for skincare. I was also just going to jump in there and say, I don't know anybody else in the world who prioritizes their sleep the way that you do.Lesley Logan 14:29  I know I wish I could sleep on a plane, but I do prioritize it outside of planes. Brad Crowell 14:33  Yeah. And so, you know, when you're asking, like, what is it that you're doing? I think it is, you know, it is built on this foundation of consistent sleep. Lesley Logan 14:42  Yes. Well, I think all of it is, right, but I will say, like, great skincare, great sleep. Drink some water. You'd be surprised. And also just be a little nicer to yourself, like the fact that you think that you've, of course, I thought I looked like hell on the first one. You know what I mean. But like. You smile and you look like more awake. Find the sunshine. You'll look more awake like I think we are constantly thinking that we are supposed to look like supermodels all the time, and no one does, including supermodels. They look like shit actually, most of the time, when you see them outside, but they have a confidence to them that they're beautiful people. And you have to start liking yourself, and you have to start to know that you have so many beautiful features, highlight them and have a great day. Brad Crowell 15:23  Yeah. And have a great day. Look, if you have any questions, Lesley clearly would love to answer those questions, just text us back at 310-905-5534, or you can submit it at beitpod.com/questions, that's beitpod.com/questions.Lesley Logan 15:44  I also just love the ones.Brad Crowell 15:45  You can also leave your wins there, too, for our Friday episodes. Lesley Logan 15:49  And also, I think I just get excited when it's, like, a non Pilates question, because it's like, here is all the research I've done. I figured it out. This is the mascara, you know. Brad Crowell 15:57  I love it. Lesley Logan 15:58  All right, let's talk about Shante.Brad Crowell 16:00  All right. Stick around. We'll be right back. Brad Crowell 16:03  All right, welcome back. Let's talk about Shante Cofield. I just want to say I love Shante. She's amazing, and we actually do know her in real life. We had a chance to hang out with her a few times over the years. She's just fantastic. So, Shante has created this persona called The Movement Maestro.Brad Crowell 16:21  I don't think it's a persona. It's her. It's.Brad Crowell 16:25  It's a, yes, so it's a persona. Actually, that's the definition of it. All right, so Shante is known as The Movement Maestro, and she's actually a physical therapist by trade and an entrepreneur by choice. And she said that on the the interview, and I thought that's a great way to say that. A physical therapist by trade, entrepreneur by choice. She's based in Southern California, and she now focuses on online business coaching, specifically helping health and fitness pros run, build and grow profitable online personal brands. So loving that. And she primarily uses Instagram as their quote, unquote top of funnel for lead generation, and she's just super great at it. She's been doing it for a long time. And she's also the business partner. She's business partners with Jill Coleman for a group coaching program that they do together, that we would absolutely recommend. Of course, Jill was also our coach. If you remember, Jill's been on the pod, all the things, but what a fun conversation. I mean, also, I just wanted to say,Lesley Logan 17:22  Secretly, I just wanted to talk with her, so I brought her on the pod.Brad Crowell 17:25  Well, she, she says this thing that I think is really funny when she when she's agreeing with you, she says this, this, this.Lesley Logan 17:33  Oh, I felt like I had just a cheerleading session. I was, like. Brad Crowell 17:37  Amazing. Lesley Logan 17:37  I, anytime I'm like, doubtful of, like, the do I know what the fuck I'm talking about? I'm just listening to this episode and hear her like compliment the fuck out of me.Brad Crowell 17:46  What was one of the things that you loved that she said.Lesley Logan 17:51  I mean, aside from how amazing she made me feel about myself, so she said that one of the biggest gifts is showing up authentically, because that is what you actually give other people permission to do the same. So when you show up authentically, you invite other people to do this. And I couldn't believe, I couldn't agree more. I think, like when I get to come to a workshop, and people are nervous, and, you know, I'm even nervous because I'm like, oh my god, they paid all this money, they traveled all this way. I hope I don't disappoint them, like, because people might have a different idea of me on like, from online stuff. I don't know. You know what I mean. People tell a story about them, about somebody, and then you meet them, but I. Brad Crowell 18:36  Don't meet your heroes. Everyone always says, Lesley Logan 18:36  Yeah, well, because some of those people suck, not me and not Shante, but, I.Brad Crowell 18:39  I think if you're showing up authentically online when you met someone in person, then you know what you're gonna get. Lesley Logan 18:45  Of course. Brad Crowell 18:46  That's the goal. Lesley Logan 18:47  I but I will just say, like, I always make sure that even when I feel nervous, I have like, the more authentic I can be to myself, the more every one of these people in this room will drop the nerves, will, will will show up and will have a great time with us. So it's really, really fun for me, so I couldn't agree more, and it helps you get out of your own head, because sometimes we get in our own head about things, and it's like, if you are just being your authentic self, it's one, so much easier, and two other people will be the same, and you won't have to worry if people are being real or not about you. Shoot. We also talked about declaring boundaries and priorities and that you the when you say, like, this is what I do, or I'm putting myself first, you model this behavior for others. I mean, like, can she and I just go on a tour together and tell people to prioritize themselves first. I love this. It's so, so good for the people in your life, for the partners in your life, for the friends in your life, like, and I just, I'm just, like, obsessed with all those things, yeah.Brad Crowell 19:45  I mean, I love that. I think it's important. I think it's great. Lesley Logan 19:45  She also, this is very important. She said, anything but yourself is unsustainable. So, like, if you're trying to be other people, yeah, like, it's so unsustainable.Brad Crowell 19:58  That's why I was gonna chime in, one of the stories that she told was when we follow these people online, and then, and then they quit, and they're like, actually built this thing, and I don't like anything about it and all this stuff. And, you know, it's amazing, because you can build things with marketing. When you do marketing properly, it will build a thing. But you need to make sure you like the thing, you need to make sure you like the people that you're going to be talking with, you know, because otherwise it will be unfulfilling. And I think that if you are talking about something that you don't believe in, it's not sustainable. And that's where this authenticity comes in. When you talk about something you're passionate about, or you believe in, or you really, you know, are wanting to encourage others to tackle and change and do all the things. It comes through, it shines through, right? And also is it allows it for you, you can stand by your word, you know, so that I think that.Lesley Logan 20:53  I also think like it when you're consistent, people do see that, even if they're not buying your thing right away, like, and it doesn't mean you don't get to pivot or evolve. But I have noticed, like, people who keep changing this, oh, I'm doing this now, I'm doing this now. I'm doing this now, and they're so different. Oh, I'm back to this now. I'm like, are they okay? What are they doing? You know. So I do think that the way, if you are, if you are afraid to post on socials, or you're afraid to mark your market yourself, or put yourself out there. Just know that if you're putting your true self and what you believe in out there, it's gonna be so much easier to show up on a hard day, and people are gonna truly start to connect with that. Will everyone connect with it? No, and that's a good thing. You don't want everyone to connect with you. I promise you that. There are some crazy people out there. You don't want them to like your stuff, so be your authentic self, and it will repel them.Brad Crowell 21:45  Yes, yes, yeah, and not even in a negative way. It just they won't be attracted to it. So I really loved when she was talking about the societal lie that success requires struggle. And I found this really intriguing, because I I lived this, this story of, we've talked about this a little bit before, but the bootstrapping, the solopreneur, I gotta do it all myself. Why? Because I'm broke and I can't afford to whatever. And it became a story that I told myself. And then what happens is, it becomes your MO, it becomes your persona.Brad Crowell 22:19  Yeah, well, you tell a story, but also, but you feel like it has to be hard all the time. Brad Crowell 22:20  It has to be hard all the time. But it's not even, it's not even that it has to be hard all the time. That's not the story we initially tell ourselves, but it becomes a lived experience that we then adopt. Right? And so all of a sudden, you're like, like, because when you start to delegate, when you do have a team, and you start giving things over to the team, such as, I'm a teacher, I'm teaching 7000 hours a week, you know, all of a sudden you're not teaching that much anymore. But you've, you've adopted this. It's got to be challenging, or we're not moving forward approach, you suddenly feel like you're doing it wrong, or you're or like some something, something is wrong. You can't, you can't figure out what it is. But it's because we've built this on this foundation of it's got to be hard for it to be right. Lesley Logan 23:09  Well, all the I work with a lot of teachers like, Oh my god, but if I do it like that, then the clients aren't going to because they want to feel burn. It's like, do you want to teach like that? If you don't want to teach like that, stop teaching like that, because they like educate people on what it is. You're making it hard on yourself, and then it's not going to be fun to show up all the time, and you're not going to like it and that, you're like, oh, but it's, it's got to be hard. I it's got to be a struggle. And then I'll get to the other side. You got to do things you like and and there. And success does have obstacles, but it doesn't have to be like you're trudging through like quicksand.Brad Crowell 23:41  Yeah, I mean, you're, you're not here to be miserable every day and faking this thing, right? I think that I just really liked what she said about it. And she said, of course, work is hard, but when it but when it comes to what things that you enjoy doing and the people you enjoy being around, it can still be fun, even when you are working hard, but the but the high level effort doesn't have to be, like killing yourself to make it. Like the struggle, I think the we jokingly say the struggle is real. But also, you know, it doesn't always have to be a struggle every day. Lesley Logan 24:21  Correct. And also, like, I just posted about this today on Instagram, because multiple times during the two events we had people were like, you must be tired, and I was like, oh, I'm not tired. You know, I might be tired. I'll be tired tonight. I might even be a little bit tired tomorrow. But like, I'm not tired right now because I love what I'm doing. I didn't put anything up here that you could buy that would exhaust me.Brad Crowell 24:42  Yeah, well, I think this weird assumption with that, like, wow, you must be tired means you must be burned out, because what you do is so much, like, I cannot fathom how you're able to execute it all you know, and still have time for yourself.Lesley Logan 24:57  Yeah. Well, that goes back to what we said with Shante said earlier, I prioritize myself and I have boundaries. Big time, big time. And I recognize that, like people have kids and blah, blah, blah and all this stuff. I still think that, because she said, we are a mirror, and we, when we are ourselves, other people do the same. If you put yourself first, other people see this, and they too will do it. So we it's not like people will just assume, oh, I gotta not bother that person. You have to say, I can't do that right now. But like, if you are doing something you love, yes, it'd be hard days, but it doesn't have to be a struggle. Brad Crowell 25:27  Yeah. Well, look, stick around. We'll be right back. We're gonna dig into the Be It Action Item that Shante left us, right after this. Brad Crowell 25:36  Alright, finally, let's talk about those Be It Action Items. What bold, executable, intrinsic or targeted action items can we take away from your convo with Shante Cofield. Lesley Logan 25:46  You go first. Brad Crowell 25:47  Okay. She said when starting out or starting something new, she advised, if someone chooses to believe in you, believe them. And I just loved this. I loved this because this concept of borrowing confidence. I've never thought of before, I never heard of before, but it's so real. Lesley Logan 26:04  This is so brilliant. Brad Crowell 26:04  Because what like, it's almost insulting if you don't believe the person, like, I believe in you. I believe that you can do the thing and you're like, you're right, you're wrong, I'm gonna fail. Right? It's like, you kind of are throwing it back in their face, right? But I also love this reframes this whole idea. When someone is like, I know you can do the thing. You can borrow that confidence from that. What a cool idea. She said, then advise. She said, afterwards, celebrate. Clap yourself. Clap for yourself, and go learn the thing, and then get in those reps. Choose to believe the evidence of your growing confidence, right? And I think when you're when you're, especially when you're starting something new, if you have a mentor or a friend who's like, really, really cheering for you, they're seeing something that you might not see in yourself in the moment, you know, but it doesn't mean you don't have it. So, yeah.Lesley Logan 26:55  Yeah, yeah, okay. It's like, she also just loves our anthem, being in this pod, because she said do it scared. Yep. She said, confidence is a byproduct. It's on the other side of action. So a byproduct of taking action is confidence. That's how you get confidence. Everyone's waiting for confidence. Take action. You gotta take the action to get the confidence, and waiting to feel better about it is a trap. One must still have to take action and show up in this way. So you've got to take the action, guys. And she also said, the confidence, the happiness, the understanding, the clarity that you are looking for, the guidance, the direction, the answers that you're looking for are on the other side of doing the thing. So do it scared and freaking. Say this episode and go back and listen to her tell you that, because it's I couldn't I was just like, yeah, this is why she's on the pod. Like, literally, to remind people so you be it till you see it. I'm obsessed with you Shante, you guys, they have their own podcast. I also know that since we interviewed them for this and I was like, what do you do right now, they were, you know, sharing like, (inaudible) they did a podcasting course.Brad Crowell 28:00  Oh, cool. The podcast is called Maestro On The Mic.Lesley Logan 28:03  Maestro On The Mic. And also, I love their weekly newsletters. I highly recommend. It's an email I actually do read every week. I really, really like it. And it's also I got her on the pod because I got one. And I said, I fucking love this one. Brad Crowell 28:14  Side note, she's a doctor. Lesley Logan 28:16  Yeah. All right, sorry, Dr. Shante, anyways, she is a doctor. She is a badass. I love her journey. I hope that you saw yourself in some of these things that she said. And Shante is gonna wanna know what your takeaways are, so definitely send her a DM what your favorite part was? Send it to the Be It Pod. Share this with a friend who needs to hear it. This is how we be it till we see it and until next time, Be it Till You See It.Brad Crowell 28:39  Bye for now.Lesley Logan 28:41  That's all I got for this episode of the Be It Till You See It Podcast. One thing that would help both myself and future listeners is for you to rate the show and leave a review and follow or subscribe for free wherever you listen to your podcast. Also, make sure to introduce yourself over at the Be It Pod on Instagram. I would love to know more about you. Share this episode with whoever you think needs to hear it. Help us and others Be It Till You See It. Have an awesome day. Be It Till You See It is a production of The Bloom Podcast Network. If you want to leave us a message or a question that we might read on another episode, you can text us at +1-310-905-5534 or send a DM on Instagram @BeItPod.Brad Crowell 29:23  It's written, filmed, and recorded by your host, Lesley Logan, and me, Brad Crowell.Lesley Logan 29:28  It is transcribed, produced and edited by the epic team at Disenyo.co.Brad Crowell 29:33  Our theme music is by Ali at Apex Production Music and our branding by designer and artist, Gianfranco Cioffi.Lesley Logan 29:39  Special thanks to Melissa Solomon for creating our visuals.Brad Crowell 29:43  Also to Angelina Herico for adding all of our content to our website. 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Ocultismos desterradosJuan Jesús Vallejo nos sumerge en uno de los enigmas más controvertidos de la historia moderna: la posibilidad de que gobiernos poderosos guarden restos de seres de otros mundos. Desde la comparecencia del exagente de la CIA David Grusch —quien acusó al Pentágono de ocultar cuerpos no humanos— hasta el histórico caso de Roswell en 1947, cuando la Fuerza Aérea estadounidense afirmó haber recuperado una nave desconocida, las sospechas sobre contactos extraterrestres no han dejado de crecer.Junto a Jorge Luis Sucksdorff, se examinan los testimonios, documentos y teorías que señalan que los gobiernos podrían haber mantenido en secreto evidencia tangible de vida fuera de la Tierra. Un recorrido por décadas de encubrimientos, filtraciones y revelaciones que siguen desafiando los límites de nuestra comprensión.¡Descubre más sobre extraterrestres en un nuevo episodio de Noche de Misterio!

Support our Halloween “Overcoming the Darkness” campaign to help people with depression: https://weirddarkness.com/HOPEThese fictional books predicted the Titanic, nuclear weapons, presidential names, and pandemic lockdowns before they happened, and with such terrifying accuracy that you'll question whether the authors were writing fiction — or prophecy.IN THIS EPISODE: The captain and crew of the ocean vessel St. Andrew not only saw what appeared to be a flying saucer – but narrowly avoided being destroyed by it when it dove into the sea, almost crashing into their ship. (The Falling Saucer) *** We hear of crashed UFOs, flying saucers, or extraterrestrial spacecraft – but… how reliable are the stories we've been told? We'll look at cases after the Roswell incident to see if they hold up. (Where Are The Crashed UFOs?) *** In the Mexican city of Durango there lived a witch who, while stunning beautiful, was grotesquely ugly when it came to her soul and personality – because people never seemed to believe her when she told them of the powers she possessed. And some regretted that. (The Witch of Durango) *** Imagine yourself in the Old West renting a carriage, forgetting to return it the next morning on time, and because of that, having the finger of murder being pointed at you. That's what happened to Hattie Woolsteen. (The Trial of Hattie Woolsteen) *** A cemetery off the western coast of Winnipeg has lost its gravestones, the house that used to be there is gone, but that doesn't mean that souls don't reside there. (The Legend of Nes Cemetery) *** But first – we'll look at nine books, works of fiction, but somehow they eerily predicted the future with stunning accuracy. We begin with that story. (Books That Predicted The Future) CHAPTERS & TIME STAMPS (All Times Approximate)…00:00:00.000 = Lead-In00:00:49.672 = Show Open00:03:07.223 = Books That Predicted The Future00:10:40.243 = The Falling Saucer00:17:27.342 = ***Where Are The Crashed UFOs?00:24:53.333 = Witch of Durango00:28:07.862 = Trial of Hattie Woolsteen00:36:22.416 = ***Legend of Nes Cemetery00:43:26.739 = Show Close*** = Chapter starts after ad break inserted at this time stampSOURCES AND RESOURCES FROM THE EPISODE…What Would It Take To Build Jules Verne's Space Cannon?: https://tinyurl.com/yyrktv2qSilas Newton's FBI File: https://vault.fbi.gov/silas-newton“Books That Predicted The Future” by Ben Gazur for Mental Floss: https://tinyurl.com/y4nb5j7b“The Falling Saucer” by A. Sutherland for Message to Eagle: https://tinyurl.com/yyv9ryt6“Where Are The Crashed UFOs?” by Nick Redfern for Mysterious Universe: https://tinyurl.com/y6lobv92“The Witch of Durango” by Robert Bitto for Mexico Unexplained: https://tinyurl.com/y6fnjpuz“The Trial of Hattie Woolsteen” by Robert Wilhelm for Murder By Gaslight: https://tinyurl.com/y5ba3e9h“The Legend of Nes Cemetery” by MJ Banias for Mysterious Universe: https://tinyurl.com/yxklmlh3=====(Over time links may become invalid, disappear, or have different content. I always make sure to give authors credit for the material I use whenever possible. If I somehow overlooked doing so for a story, or if a credit is incorrect, please let me know and I will rectify it in these show notes immediately. Some links included above may benefit me financially through qualifying purchases.)= = = = ="I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." — John 12:46= = = = =WeirdDarkness® is a registered trademark. Copyright ©2025, Weird Darkness.=====Originally aired: November 04, 2020EPISODE PAGE (includes sources): https://weirddarkness.com/BooksThatPredictedFutureABOUT WEIRD DARKNESS: Weird Darkness is a true crime and paranormal podcast narrated by professional award-winning voice actor, Darren Marlar. Seven days per week, Weird Darkness focuses on all thing strange and macabre such as haunted locations, unsolved mysteries, true ghost stories, supernatural manifestations, urban legends, unsolved or cold case murders, conspiracy theories, and more. On Thursdays, this scary stories podcast features horror fiction along with the occasional creepypasta. Weird Darkness has been named one of the “Best 20 Storytellers in Podcasting” by Podcast Business Journal. Listeners have described the show as a cross between “Coast to Coast” with Art Bell, “The Twilight Zone” with Rod Serling, “Unsolved Mysteries” with Robert Stack, and “In Search Of” with Leonard Nimoy.DISCLAIMER: Ads heard during the podcast that are not in my voice are placed by third party agencies outside of my control and should not imply an endorsement by Weird Darkness or myself. *** Stories and content in Weird Darkness can be disturbing for some listeners and intended for mature audiences only. Parental discretion is strongly advised.#WeirdDarkness #BooksThatPredictedTheFuture #ScienceFiction #TitanicPrediction #CreepyPredictions #FictionBecomesReality #PropheticNovels #EeriePredictions #UnexplainedMysteries #BooksTheCameTrue

From Slender Man to Bloody Mary, discover the dark psychology behind urban legends and the real murders, sightings, and crimes they've inspired. Donate or learn more about our OVERCOMING THE DARKNESS campaign: https://weirddarkness.com/hopeIN THIS EPISODE: From monsters to ghosts, some scary urban legends and myths have been spooking out the masses for years — and for good reason, as they have backstories based on real figures and events. From Candyman to Slenderman, we'll look at a few of the most terrifying urban legends that are based on true tales, and we'll look into what it takes to create an urban legend of these magnitudes. (The True Stories Behind Terrifying Urban Legends) *** Unidentified Flying Objects have been around much longer than Roswell. Four centuries ago, before flying vehicles were known to even be possible, ancient Russia had quite a shock when they looked into the sky. (The Robozero Lake UFO of 1663) *** In St. James Episcopal Cemetery in Marietta, Georgia there is a grave that people say began to weep tears of blood when they got too close. (The Halloween Legend of Mary Meinert's Grave) *** A man believes he hears the sound of a car crash – but it shouldn't be impossible from where he lives. (The Unexplained Sound of a Crash) *** While serving a life sentence for the murder of 14-year-old Mary Ellen Deener, Lester Eubanks was granted a trip to an Ohio mall — then he vanished without a trace. (The Escape of Lester Eubanks)CHAPTERS & TIME STAMPS (All Times Approximate)…00:00:00.000 = Lead-In00:01:10.683 = Show Open00:03:27.505 = True Stories Behind Terrifying Urban Legends00:26:38.074 = ***(Possible Ad Break Insertion)00:52:42.931 = ***What Makes An Urban Legend01:06:16.516 = The Robozero Lake UFO of 166301:15:54.623 = ***Halloween Legend of Mary Meinert's Grave01:20:26.196 = Unexplained Sound of a Crash01:24:24.135 = Escape of Lester Eubanks01:34:30.779 = Show Close*** = Chapter starts after ad break inserted at this time stampSOURCES AND RESOURCES FROM THE EPISODE…“The True Stories Behind Terrifying Urban Legends” by Marco Margaritoff for All That's Interesting: https://tinyurl.com/y65pg596 and Jake Rossen for Mental Floss: https://tinyurl.com/yy8w7d56“What Makes an Urban Legend” by David Robson for BBC.com: https://tinyurl.com/y44qhtxo“The Robozero Lake UFO of 1663” by A. Sutherland for Message to Eagle: https://tinyurl.com/y6zh7fct“The Halloween Legend of Mary Meinert's Grave” by Jessica Ferri for The Line Up: https://tinyurl.com/yyrlku7u“The Unexplained Sound of a Crash” by Ellen Lloyd for Ancient Pages: https://tinyurl.com/y6fyh9ae“The Escape of Lester Eubanks” by Marco Margaritoff for All That's Interesting: https://tinyurl.com/y4yvnfff=====(Over time links may become invalid, disappear, or have different content. I always make sure to give authors credit for the material I use whenever possible. If I somehow overlooked doing so for a story, or if a credit is incorrect, please let me know and I will rectify it in these show notes immediately. Some links included above may benefit me financially through qualifying purchases.)= = = = ="I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." — John 12:46= = = = =WeirdDarkness® is a registered trademark. Copyright ©2025, Weird Darkness.=====Originally aired: October 26, 2020PRINT VERSION (includes sources): https://weirddarkness.com/CreateAnUrbanLegendABOUT WEIRD DARKNESS: Weird Darkness is a true crime and paranormal podcast narrated by professional award-winning voice actor, Darren Marlar. Seven days per week, Weird Darkness focuses on all thing strange and macabre such as haunted locations, unsolved mysteries, true ghost stories, supernatural manifestations, urban legends, unsolved or cold case murders, conspiracy theories, and more. On Thursdays, this scary stories podcast features horror fiction along with the occasional creepypasta. Weird Darkness has been named one of the “Best 20 Storytellers in Podcasting” by Podcast Business Journal. Listeners have described the show as a cross between “Coast to Coast” with Art Bell, “The Twilight Zone” with Rod Serling, “Unsolved Mysteries” with Robert Stack, and “In Search Of” with Leonard Nimoy.DISCLAIMER: Ads heard during the podcast that are not in my voice are placed by third party agencies outside of my control and should not imply an endorsement by Weird Darkness or myself. *** Stories and content in Weird Darkness can be disturbing for some listeners and intended for mature audiences only. Parental discretion is strongly advised.#WeirdDarkness #UrbanLegends #TrueCrime #SlenderMan #ScaryStories #Creepypasta #TrueHorrorStories #Paranormal #UnsolvedMysteries #HorrorStories

En julio de 1947, en el desierto de Nuevo México, un extraño objeto cayó del cielo y el ejército de Estados Unidos se apresuró a encubrir lo ocurrido. ¿Fue realmente un simple globo meteorológico, o los restos de una nave de otro mundo junto con sus tripulantes? Décadas de testimonios, informes clasificados y teorías han convertido a Roswell en el epicentro de la conspiración ovni. Hoy, desentrañamos el misterio que dio origen a la era moderna de los extraterrestres.

This Freaky Friday (Episode 13), I'm uncovering the strange story of Majestic 12 - the alleged secret committee formed after Roswell that became the blueprint for UFO secrecy. From the leaked ‘Majic Eyes Only' documents to claims of alien autopsies and modern whistleblowers, I'll explore how MJ-12 turned into the ultimate playbook for government cover-ups. Was it truth, hoax, or a mix of both? Hmmm... let's investigate. RAQUELLE + YOMyourownmagic.comig @raquellemantrafb group your own magicSPONSORS' SPECIAL OFFERS hereOur Sponsors:* Check out Happy Mammoth and use my code MAGIC for a great deal: https://happymammoth.comSupport this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/your-own-magic/donationsAdvertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brands