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Brian is going to a lifestyle event, by himself? What are our feelings on that? Plus, how have we found peace in the lifestyle given all of the things we've expressed disdain for... All of that and more on this episode of the Front Porch Swingers Podcast? Check out our bonus episodes at https://patreon.com/frontporchswingers Brenna's XXX fun: https://sincityhotwife.co Get 10% off Shivers gummies with code FPS at https://shivers.store Join us for an upcoming event: https://members.frontporchswingers.com Get a FREE month of Kasidie access by clicking on the Kasidie banner at https://frontporchswingers.com

We started with wanting to do an episode in honor of the 250th anniversary of the US Army – so we invited an army vet onto the show. But Shawn is more than a vet. We ended up spending most of our time talking about how he once owned the largest nightclub in Indiana, a chicken shack, and yes, served in Afghanistan. Join us as we talk to the multi hyphenated changemaker Shawn Shivers II!

Jay and Elle are joined by a special guest, very near and dear to our hearts - the Tramp. Finally we get the chance to talk about what the Tramp has been up to.  This will be a good one! Visit us at UnapologeticSwingers.comAlso visit our partner Shivers.Store and use the discount US at checkout for 10% off your order        

Episode 190 of the podcast and it's June 11, 2025 as we record this.  Main Topic:  Embrace the Chaos and Boredom of Summer Up to 48% off your first subscription or 20% off one time purchases with code VALERIE20 at checkout You can claim it at: https://magicmind.com/VALERIE20 #magicmind #mentalwealth #mentalperformance PATREON: Thank you to our existing patrons for believing in our work offline and here in the podcast.  Become a patron of the arts at Patreon.com/valerieihsan for books, writing instruction, coaching, and planning. Also, the Planner Plays and Monthly Reflections are always free for all members on my Patreon page. But I don't list them as Public", so click correct tier for updated links, dates, and cancellations. I just put up a new schedule last week for the upcoming months.   Go to Patreon.com/strangeairstories for short stories in the paranormal mystery genre.   Segment 1 (Announcements/Author Updates): (Valerie):  • Aligned Author: A bespoke book coaching journey for soul-led experts, creatives, and writers ready to channel their life's work into a living, breathing legacy.)  I created Aligned Author to provide a sacred space for authors to truly understand what has been holding them back, to learn how to merge the soul with the ego, to live and create in that duality, and to discover their own super powers.  (Erick): Shadow Signals for sale now; preplanning for the summer, "screw around" days on the river, finishing energy on the little things before they fall through the cracks What are you reading? Valerie:   How to Read a Book (Monica Wood) (Not ready to give up on them, but struggling to finish them:) Four Thousand Weeks: Time Management for Mortals by Oliver Burkeman; The Year of the Puppy (Alexandra Horowitz) ;  The Teller of Small Fortunes Julie Leong  Erick:   A Wounded Deer Leaps Highest (Charlie J. Stephens) ; the Shivers series on audio (short horror); Strange Pictures (mystery) Segment 2 (Resources/Tips/Tidbits): Tidbit #1: • Tidbit #2:    Segment 3 (Main Topic):  Chaos of summer is real   And don't forget: Go to valerieihsan.com to schedule a free consultation to see if Aligned Author is right for you.   Get 48% off the Magic Mind : https://magicmind.com/VALERIE20 and use Valerie20 at checkout. #magicmind #mentalwealth #mentalperformance   Next episode:  Find Us:   Valerie's Linktree: https://linktr.ee/valerieihsan (Find Passion Planner discount codes here.) Erick's Linktree link: https://linktr.ee/erickmertzauthor Patreons:  https://patreon.com/valerieihsan    https://patreon.com/strangeairmysteries Tools: ProWriting Aid: https://prowritingaid.com/?afid=9378 (affiliate link)

While the Tramp is away, Elle will play! Buckle in for an all girls episode.Visit us at UnapologeticSwingers.comAlso visit our partner Shivers.Store and use the discount US at checkout for 10% off your order         

Hoy en Level Trance rendimos homenaje a una auténtica leyenda del trance: Armin van Buuren. Productor, DJ, visionario y creador de un legado que ha marcado a generaciones enteras. Desde los himnos clásicos como “Communication” o “Shivers”, hasta sus colaboraciones más actuales y potentes, repasamos sus mejores temas, sus momentos clave y el impacto que ha tenido en la escena global. Prepárate para un viaje lleno de energía, emoción y melodías que han hecho historia. Desde A State of Trance hasta los grandes escenarios del mundo… hoy el protagonista absoluto es Armin. Sube el volumen, cierra los ojos y déjate llevar. Presentado por: DJ Maikel Emitido en: Efecto FM 89.0

Episode 352 of the Front Porch Swingers podcast delves further into the issue of maintaining an erection in the lifestyle, after MANY messages following last week's episode. Brenna explains the lady perspective, including how it feels for some of her friends when they are routinely running into erection issues. Plus, are creampies part of the kink world? Check out our bonus content here: https://patreon.com/frontporchswingers Brenna's XXX Fun: https://sincityhotwife.co Get 10% off Shivers gummies with code FPS at https://shivers.store Try Kasidie FREE for a whole month! Click on the Kasidie banner at https://frontporchswingers.com Join us for an upcoming event: https://members.frontporchswingers.com  

 The Funeral CourtshipAbandoned Childhood wishes, finally fulfilled.Based on a post by secret sexy writer. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.I had known Alex Newberry my entire life. He was the boy down the street during my childhood, the boy behind me throughout school, and the boy who I always wished would see me as more than just "one of the boys." Especially since I was a girl.But I'd never pressed for anything more. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. His family was my second family. Even his nana considered me as her granddaughter.We'd stayed in touch even after I left town to pursue a new career. Throughout the year, we would exchange Emails and sometimes the occasional text. Only at my birthday and on Christmas did I receive snail mail from him. They were always hilarious and always perfect.The day I received the small envelope in early Fall threw me for a loop. It was written in Alex's neat print and had a pre-printed return label with his address, so I knew it was from him. I just didn't know why. I was even more stunned when I slid my finger under the flap and pulled out the single sheet of paper folded in half.I had been standing by the sofa in the living room when I opened the envelope. My eyes scanned the brief note inside, and my knees gave out. I collapsed to the sofa, tears rimming my eyes.Alex's grandmother, Nana Newberry, had passed away.Visions played in my head like an old home movie. Mostly, they were of the summers swimming in the pond behind her house and the day-trips she'd invite me to go on with Alex. Both of my own grandmothers had passed away when I was still too young to remember them much. My loss was almost as deep as Alex's was.Almost.Once I'd caught my breath, I reached for my cell phone and pulled up his number. I tried to swallow my tears as I heard the line ring. I wasn't surprised to receive his voicemail. He was probably busy making arrangements and handling family."Hey, Alex. It's Jaynie. I got your letter. I'm so sorry. I'm booking a flight out tonight, and I'll be there as soon as I can. If there's anything you need, let me know. See you soon."I was already halfway to my bedroom when I clicked off the phone and shoved it into my pocket. My brain was on autopilot as I dragged my suitcase from the closet and gathered the necessary toiletries from the bathroom cabinets and drawers. I was folding socks and panties when I realized I should call the airport.Less than an hour later, I was in the backseat of a cab and leaving a message on my boss's phone telling him I would be out of town for a couple of days due to a family emergency. I arranged for a rental car and for nightly accommodations nearest to my hometown. I knew there was no place in town to stay, the population being barely just under five hundred. If anything had changed over the years, that definitely wasn't one of them.It wasn't until I was seated on the plane, the city's lights fading into dots below me that I let myself think about Nana again. I missed her hugs the most. Her squishy arms always surrounded me with such love. I felt protected. Wanted. My parents were always busy working. Nana was so much more than just an adoptive grandparent.My mind wandered, and I remembered Alex's hugs. I smiled, laughing softly at the memory of him hugging me tight with a toothy grin while Nana took our picture. Then he pushed me into the pond; with my clothes on. We were only six. But I was old enough to know that I liked Alex more than I liked other boys.I was the only girl in the neighborhood, so I either had to adapt to being a tomboy or be left out. I chose the former, much to my mother's dismay. I allowed her to enroll me in dance classes when she insisted I act more like a girl, but I secretly enjoyed playing with the boys more. I didn't mind being the Indian the cowboys always captured and tied up. Or the robber they arrested with the plastic set of handcuffs. Or even Princess Leia, when they wanted to re-enact Star Wars, especially when Alex got to be Han Solo and rescue me.I must have drifted off because the next thing I heard was the announcement to fasten our seatbelts and put seats and tray-tables in the upright position for landing. The plane was only half-full, so I was soon strolling through the nearly empty terminal and heading downstairs to collect my baggage and rental car. I grabbed a cup of coffee from the only open vendor and asked the information desk for directions to the hotel where I'd made reservations. There was nothing more I could do for Alex tonight.But once I'd reached my destination, the last thing on my mind was sleep. My accommodations were comfortable, but not even a hot shower seemed to help. I crawled beneath the covers and turned on the TV, hoping I'd just fall asleep from boredom and get some rest before the hour drive to my hometown in the morning.A ringing phone and the incessant chatter of a woman and man pulled me out of the strangest dream. I'd been fully dressed and standing by Nana's pond, but I was thirty-four years old, not six. Alex walked towards me, his hands in the front pockets of his jeans, and he flashed his toothy grin at me. I reached for his hand, and I swear I stepped forward, but the next thing I knew, I was falling backwards into the pond. I struggled to swim, the weight of my clothes pulling me underwater. Someone grabbed my hand, and then I woke up.An automated wake-up call answered my sleepy greeting, and I clumsily set the receiver back on the handset and rolled over, groaning. That's when I realized the morning news was playing on the TV. My body felt like it had been through a 5K run; or maybe it had struggled to stay above water. In either case, I dragged myself to the bathroom for another shower.I decided on a simple navy pantsuit and crimson camisole blouse. It was cool but dark enough for the funeral, yet I didn't feel completely dreary in it. Plus it emphasized my curves and long legs. Today, I felt like I wanted to be a girl in front of Alex. Not that it would matter.After securing another cup of coffee, I took a deep breath and pointed the rental car towards my hometown. I remembered where the only funeral home was, and I had plenty of time before the services started. Yet, I was suddenly nervous. I hadn't actually seen Alex in several years, despite our constant contact. I hated the fact that it took something like this to bring us together again. I promised myself that I would visit more often.The parking lot was overflowing when I finally pulled up to the funeral home. I ended up parking half a block away on a side street and walking back to the large Victorian-style house that had been converted into the place where we said goodbye to our loved ones. Trees adorned with vibrantly colored leaves decorated the front yard. It looked like something out of a Norman Rockwell painting, set right in the heart of my hometown.I joined the throng of people who had come to pay their respects, and managed to find a seat in the back of the largest room that was always used for services. The belief in the community was that our two churches were for worship and weddings. Funerals were held at Thompkins & Sons, no matter if you were Catholic or Baptist.I didn't recognize a single person near me, but I was sure that Nana had known most of the town and then some, and I'd been a teenager when I'd left for college. I settled myself in and made sure I had my tissues accessible.The service itself was lovely, and there were lots of tears from everyone. Alex even got up and made a speech at one point. While I knew I was there because of Nana, I couldn't help staring at her grown grandson. His stature had reached at least six feet. He towered over me by at least five inches.I don't remember a word he said, but I could describe him with my eyes closed. His short brown hair, his tailored black suit and tie, the dimple in his right cheek when he smiled. He had green eyes, and I could imagine them sparkling while he talked about his grandmother, the corner of his eyes crinkling with his laughter.People were standing up around me and talking, and I blinked, realizing that the service was over. I wiped at my eyes and stood, not sure what to do now. I slipped out of the row and away from the crowd. It was then that I noticed no one was by the open casket. I quietly made my way to the front of the room and stopped before Nana's permanent expression of peace.Tears tugged at the back of my throat, and I had to stop myself from reaching out to grasp her folded hands. The purple dress she was wearing went well with her silvery hair, and she looked as if she were asleep. I silently thanked her for all the good times we'd had together, for accepting me as one of her grandchildren, for making me feel wanted.I don't know how long I stood there, but I had the feeling that someone was watching me. I needed to move on. I kissed my fingertips and gently pressed them to her rubbery cheek. When I turned to leave, blazing green eyes met mine, and I gasped."Jaynie, you came."And then Alex's arms pulled me against his hard body.I wrapped him in my arms and held him tight, resting my cheek on his shoulder. I couldn't believe how good he felt. Something deep inside of me stirred, and I had to force it back down. He was my best friend. It would never be anything more than that."Of course I came. I left you a message. I took the red-eye last night.""I'm sorry, I haven't checked my phone. I hoped you'd come, but I wasn't counting on it. "I pulled away to look at his face. Our eyes met again, and I groaned inwardly. "I wouldn't have missed this for anything. She was like my own grandmother. Thank you for letting me know.""What about work?""They'll survive without me for a couple of days." I laughed and before I could wipe away my tears, his thumb brushed my cheek. I sucked back my breath and hid my surprise with a smile. "What can I do to help now that I'm here?"Alex stared at me for a moment, a lopsided grin on his face. He blinked, and then his toothy grin came out full force, dimple included. "There's a dinner at Nana's house after we go to the cemetery. Do you have a car?""I have a rental. I'm staying in Rosewood at the Holiday Inn.""Let me tell Mom and Dad I'll meet them. Do you mind driving?""No, lead the way." I smiled and even felt a little giddy when he grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd that was slowly filtering out the front doors. I barely had a chance to say hello to his parents before he was heading in the direction where I said I'd parked my car. And then we were pulling out to line up behind the black sedan his parents were riding in and the hearse idling before them.It suddenly occurred me to that everyone else was going to be following me. I must have looked nervous because Alex grasped my hand on the gearshift between us and squeezed it."I'm glad you're here."I swallowed heavily and turned to smile at him. He was watching me, something unreadable in those green eyes. I opened my mouth to ask him what he was thinking, but nothing came out. And then he let go of my hand and motioned that we should move.I was in a daze as I drove to the cemetery, sat through the rest of the ceremony, and climbed back into my car and drove us to Nana's house. It wasn't until we were sitting in her driveway that I felt the tears return. I hadn't been here in so many years I couldn't count them. I had been a horrible granddaughter, adopted or not."I know. I miss her, too." Alex squeezed my hand again and then got out.I swiped the back of my hand across my eyes and climbed out, automatically locking the car."No one's going to steal it," Alex laughed. It was a deep, comforting sound.I shrugged. "It's just a habit."He laughed again and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, guiding me up the drive. People were mingling on the wrap-around front porch, and the smell of fried chicken wafted out the screen on the front door.It felt and smelled like home.I had eaten my share of food and then some. At some point, Alex and I became separated amongst all the guests. I took the opportunity to sneak upstairs to use the larger bathroom. On my way back, I passed the room Nana used to sit in and work on projects. I remember her teaching me how to sew as I sat on a little cushioned stool.I smiled, knowing I could sew a button back onto a blouse or a pair of pants, but that was all now. The sound from downstairs grew fainter as I moved closer to the window on the far side of the room. The pond in the backyard glittered back under the noon sun. Weeping Willows outlined the oasis of my youth, and for a moment, I longed for those days.I longed to have Nana hug me one more time. The last time she had, I was leaving for college. She told me to be a good girl and make my parents proud. I couldn't remember the last time I'd hugged my parents. Or seen them face-to-face. We talked about once a month, but they were always traveling now that they were retired. I bit back a laugh at the irony.I wandered back downstairs, smiling and nodding at people who recognized me, although I couldn't say who they were. That was the problem with small towns, and with moving away. All of the elderly people remembered when you were born and whom your parents were, but you rarely remembered anything about them, much less their names.The crowd was smaller now, and I heard several women in the dining room and kitchen cleaning up the dishes. I hugged my arms to my chest and slowly walked down the long hallway to the back of the house. Framed photos hung on both sides of the wall, and I suddenly wished I'd had a grandmother growing up who'd had pictures of me on display. As much as Nana had tried to make me feel accepted in her home, I really wasn't a part of her family.I pushed pending tears away and stepped out the back door and down the steps to the yard. The sun was warm, and the pond beckoned me to it. I found myself standing on the small wooden dock Alex's dad had built. One of the boards was broken, and the weather had done a good job fading the stain, but otherwise it was still sturdy.A warm breeze blew up off the water, rustling through the switches on the Willow. I stretched out my arms to feel it, and took a big sigh. I hadn't felt so relaxed in a long time. While I didn't mind my job, I didn't love it. While I loved traveling, I didn't like having to do it for work.What I wouldn't give to be able to come home at the end of the day and sit out on a porch like the one at Nana's and watch the sun go down instead of watching it from the sixth-floor balcony of my high-rise in the city. To hear the sound of crickets in the evening instead of the rush of traffic.A board creaked behind me, and I spun around. Someone grabbed my hand as I stepped back, and I was suddenly back in my dream. I gasped and struggled to regain my balance. Instead of falling backwards into the water, I was jerked forward and into Alex's strong embrace."Whoa! You okay, Jaynie?"I caught my breath and swallowed, blinking away the remnants of my dream. "Yeah. Thanks. I must have slipped.""Everyone's gone home." He dropped his arms but didn't move away."I'm sorry, I didn't realize. I'll be on my way." I started to walk past him, but he grabbed my wrist."Stay." He released my hand and cleared his throat. "Please stay."I lifted my eyes to his and held his gaze. I wanted to reach out to touch him, to caress his cheek, to run my fingers through his hair. But I refrained and kept my hands at my sides. "Okay."His smile lit up his whole face, but there was a shadow in his eyes. He stared at me a moment longer and then said, "Let's go back to my place so we can talk."I blinked, realizing what he'd said, and then I brushed away any ulterior motives. Of course, we'd go back to his place. We couldn't stay at Nana's. He'd be most comfortable in his home. And I wanted to see it. I really did.We said goodbye to his parents inside, and then I followed his car across town to his small house. I parked behind him in a gravel driveway overgrown with weeds and stared at the weather-beaten boards of the house, the crooked front steps, the boards over one of the windows."It's just a rental," Alex laughed. He climbed out and ran his hand back through his hair as he headed back to my car. "I've actually been living with Nana, taking care of her. When she had to go to the hospital, I got this place. We weren't sure what to do with her house.""I'm sorry, I didn't—""It's okay, Jaynie. This place was a steal. Besides, Nana left me her house in her will, so once we clean the place out, I'll be moving back there.""What? That's wonderful! Congrats, Alex. I know you love it there." I couldn't stop myself from hugging him. Or feeling the slightest bit jealous. When our eyes met again, I stepped back and shut the driver's side door. I cleared my throat and my thoughts. "So, let's see what we've got.""Be careful of the first step." He held out his hand and helped me up to the front porch. He wrestled with the lock on the door and then it swung open into a clean living room. The carpet was definitely dated, and the walls needed a good coat of paint, but his modern leather and oak furniture minimized the noticeable eyesores. "Want something to drink?""Sure, whatever you're having." I glanced around, setting my purse on an end table. Typical masculine knickknacks decorated the few shelves on the walls: various sports paraphernalia, photos of Alex and his buddies, a couple of dusty mugs from a tavern in Florida.My eyes stopped on a photo of two young kids. A boy and a girl. The glass was cleaner than the rest of the photos, and the metal frame was brushed nickel rather than the standard black plastic frames on the others."That's us at Nana's pond." Alex handed me a glass of cola and picked up the frame. He took a sip of his own soda and put the frame back after a moment, snorting softly. "I shoved you into the water after she snapped the picture."I gulped. I had forgotten that part. That when Nana had lifted her camera, she'd told Alex to put his arm around me and smile. He hadn't wanted to hug me. Maybe I'd pretended all along that he liked hanging out with me.But he'd kept the picture. He'd kept it clean and prominently displayed.I took a sip of my drink and moved to sit on the sofa. The leather squeaked as I sank into the corner with a soft sigh. It was comfortable. So much so that I toed off my heels and curled my legs up underneath me. The heat of the afternoon sun streaming in the bare window behind me warmed the material, and I laid my head back for a moment and breathed deep."It's quiet here." I kept my eyes closed and smiled sadly. "I miss this."The sofa squeaked again, and the weight on the cushion next to me shifted."Me, too."For the longest time, neither of us talked. The only sound was the clinking of ice in our glasses and the occasional car driving by outside. I didn't want to move. I wished I could just curl

 The Funeral CourtshipAbandoned Childhood wishes, finally fulfilled.Based on a post by secret sexy writer. Listen to the Podcast at Connected.I had known Alex Newberry my entire life. He was the boy down the street during my childhood, the boy behind me throughout school, and the boy who I always wished would see me as more than just "one of the boys." Especially since I was a girl.But I'd never pressed for anything more. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. His family was my second family. Even his nana considered me as her granddaughter.We'd stayed in touch even after I left town to pursue a new career. Throughout the year, we would exchange Emails and sometimes the occasional text. Only at my birthday and on Christmas did I receive snail mail from him. They were always hilarious and always perfect.The day I received the small envelope in early Fall threw me for a loop. It was written in Alex's neat print and had a pre-printed return label with his address, so I knew it was from him. I just didn't know why. I was even more stunned when I slid my finger under the flap and pulled out the single sheet of paper folded in half.I had been standing by the sofa in the living room when I opened the envelope. My eyes scanned the brief note inside, and my knees gave out. I collapsed to the sofa, tears rimming my eyes.Alex's grandmother, Nana Newberry, had passed away.Visions played in my head like an old home movie. Mostly, they were of the summers swimming in the pond behind her house and the day-trips she'd invite me to go on with Alex. Both of my own grandmothers had passed away when I was still too young to remember them much. My loss was almost as deep as Alex's was.Almost.Once I'd caught my breath, I reached for my cell phone and pulled up his number. I tried to swallow my tears as I heard the line ring. I wasn't surprised to receive his voicemail. He was probably busy making arrangements and handling family."Hey, Alex. It's Jaynie. I got your letter. I'm so sorry. I'm booking a flight out tonight, and I'll be there as soon as I can. If there's anything you need, let me know. See you soon."I was already halfway to my bedroom when I clicked off the phone and shoved it into my pocket. My brain was on autopilot as I dragged my suitcase from the closet and gathered the necessary toiletries from the bathroom cabinets and drawers. I was folding socks and panties when I realized I should call the airport.Less than an hour later, I was in the backseat of a cab and leaving a message on my boss's phone telling him I would be out of town for a couple of days due to a family emergency. I arranged for a rental car and for nightly accommodations nearest to my hometown. I knew there was no place in town to stay, the population being barely just under five hundred. If anything had changed over the years, that definitely wasn't one of them.It wasn't until I was seated on the plane, the city's lights fading into dots below me that I let myself think about Nana again. I missed her hugs the most. Her squishy arms always surrounded me with such love. I felt protected. Wanted. My parents were always busy working. Nana was so much more than just an adoptive grandparent.My mind wandered, and I remembered Alex's hugs. I smiled, laughing softly at the memory of him hugging me tight with a toothy grin while Nana took our picture. Then he pushed me into the pond; with my clothes on. We were only six. But I was old enough to know that I liked Alex more than I liked other boys.I was the only girl in the neighborhood, so I either had to adapt to being a tomboy or be left out. I chose the former, much to my mother's dismay. I allowed her to enroll me in dance classes when she insisted I act more like a girl, but I secretly enjoyed playing with the boys more. I didn't mind being the Indian the cowboys always captured and tied up. Or the robber they arrested with the plastic set of handcuffs. Or even Princess Leia, when they wanted to re-enact Star Wars, especially when Alex got to be Han Solo and rescue me.I must have drifted off because the next thing I heard was the announcement to fasten our seatbelts and put seats and tray-tables in the upright position for landing. The plane was only half-full, so I was soon strolling through the nearly empty terminal and heading downstairs to collect my baggage and rental car. I grabbed a cup of coffee from the only open vendor and asked the information desk for directions to the hotel where I'd made reservations. There was nothing more I could do for Alex tonight.But once I'd reached my destination, the last thing on my mind was sleep. My accommodations were comfortable, but not even a hot shower seemed to help. I crawled beneath the covers and turned on the TV, hoping I'd just fall asleep from boredom and get some rest before the hour drive to my hometown in the morning.A ringing phone and the incessant chatter of a woman and man pulled me out of the strangest dream. I'd been fully dressed and standing by Nana's pond, but I was thirty-four years old, not six. Alex walked towards me, his hands in the front pockets of his jeans, and he flashed his toothy grin at me. I reached for his hand, and I swear I stepped forward, but the next thing I knew, I was falling backwards into the pond. I struggled to swim, the weight of my clothes pulling me underwater. Someone grabbed my hand, and then I woke up.An automated wake-up call answered my sleepy greeting, and I clumsily set the receiver back on the handset and rolled over, groaning. That's when I realized the morning news was playing on the TV. My body felt like it had been through a 5K run; or maybe it had struggled to stay above water. In either case, I dragged myself to the bathroom for another shower.I decided on a simple navy pantsuit and crimson camisole blouse. It was cool but dark enough for the funeral, yet I didn't feel completely dreary in it. Plus it emphasized my curves and long legs. Today, I felt like I wanted to be a girl in front of Alex. Not that it would matter.After securing another cup of coffee, I took a deep breath and pointed the rental car towards my hometown. I remembered where the only funeral home was, and I had plenty of time before the services started. Yet, I was suddenly nervous. I hadn't actually seen Alex in several years, despite our constant contact. I hated the fact that it took something like this to bring us together again. I promised myself that I would visit more often.The parking lot was overflowing when I finally pulled up to the funeral home. I ended up parking half a block away on a side street and walking back to the large Victorian-style house that had been converted into the place where we said goodbye to our loved ones. Trees adorned with vibrantly colored leaves decorated the front yard. It looked like something out of a Norman Rockwell painting, set right in the heart of my hometown.I joined the throng of people who had come to pay their respects, and managed to find a seat in the back of the largest room that was always used for services. The belief in the community was that our two churches were for worship and weddings. Funerals were held at Thompkins & Sons, no matter if you were Catholic or Baptist.I didn't recognize a single person near me, but I was sure that Nana had known most of the town and then some, and I'd been a teenager when I'd left for college. I settled myself in and made sure I had my tissues accessible.The service itself was lovely, and there were lots of tears from everyone. Alex even got up and made a speech at one point. While I knew I was there because of Nana, I couldn't help staring at her grown grandson. His stature had reached at least six feet. He towered over me by at least five inches.I don't remember a word he said, but I could describe him with my eyes closed. His short brown hair, his tailored black suit and tie, the dimple in his right cheek when he smiled. He had green eyes, and I could imagine them sparkling while he talked about his grandmother, the corner of his eyes crinkling with his laughter.People were standing up around me and talking, and I blinked, realizing that the service was over. I wiped at my eyes and stood, not sure what to do now. I slipped out of the row and away from the crowd. It was then that I noticed no one was by the open casket. I quietly made my way to the front of the room and stopped before Nana's permanent expression of peace.Tears tugged at the back of my throat, and I had to stop myself from reaching out to grasp her folded hands. The purple dress she was wearing went well with her silvery hair, and she looked as if she were asleep. I silently thanked her for all the good times we'd had together, for accepting me as one of her grandchildren, for making me feel wanted.I don't know how long I stood there, but I had the feeling that someone was watching me. I needed to move on. I kissed my fingertips and gently pressed them to her rubbery cheek. When I turned to leave, blazing green eyes met mine, and I gasped."Jaynie, you came."And then Alex's arms pulled me against his hard body.I wrapped him in my arms and held him tight, resting my cheek on his shoulder. I couldn't believe how good he felt. Something deep inside of me stirred, and I had to force it back down. He was my best friend. It would never be anything more than that."Of course I came. I left you a message. I took the red-eye last night.""I'm sorry, I haven't checked my phone. I hoped you'd come, but I wasn't counting on it. "I pulled away to look at his face. Our eyes met again, and I groaned inwardly. "I wouldn't have missed this for anything. She was like my own grandmother. Thank you for letting me know.""What about work?""They'll survive without me for a couple of days." I laughed and before I could wipe away my tears, his thumb brushed my cheek. I sucked back my breath and hid my surprise with a smile. "What can I do to help now that I'm here?"Alex stared at me for a moment, a lopsided grin on his face. He blinked, and then his toothy grin came out full force, dimple included. "There's a dinner at Nana's house after we go to the cemetery. Do you have a car?""I have a rental. I'm staying in Rosewood at the Holiday Inn.""Let me tell Mom and Dad I'll meet them. Do you mind driving?""No, lead the way." I smiled and even felt a little giddy when he grabbed my hand and pulled me through the crowd that was slowly filtering out the front doors. I barely had a chance to say hello to his parents before he was heading in the direction where I said I'd parked my car. And then we were pulling out to line up behind the black sedan his parents were riding in and the hearse idling before them.It suddenly occurred me to that everyone else was going to be following me. I must have looked nervous because Alex grasped my hand on the gearshift between us and squeezed it."I'm glad you're here."I swallowed heavily and turned to smile at him. He was watching me, something unreadable in those green eyes. I opened my mouth to ask him what he was thinking, but nothing came out. And then he let go of my hand and motioned that we should move.I was in a daze as I drove to the cemetery, sat through the rest of the ceremony, and climbed back into my car and drove us to Nana's house. It wasn't until we were sitting in her driveway that I felt the tears return. I hadn't been here in so many years I couldn't count them. I had been a horrible granddaughter, adopted or not."I know. I miss her, too." Alex squeezed my hand again and then got out.I swiped the back of my hand across my eyes and climbed out, automatically locking the car."No one's going to steal it," Alex laughed. It was a deep, comforting sound.I shrugged. "It's just a habit."He laughed again and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, guiding me up the drive. People were mingling on the wrap-around front porch, and the smell of fried chicken wafted out the screen on the front door.It felt and smelled like home.I had eaten my share of food and then some. At some point, Alex and I became separated amongst all the guests. I took the opportunity to sneak upstairs to use the larger bathroom. On my way back, I passed the room Nana used to sit in and work on projects. I remember her teaching me how to sew as I sat on a little cushioned stool.I smiled, knowing I could sew a button back onto a blouse or a pair of pants, but that was all now. The sound from downstairs grew fainter as I moved closer to the window on the far side of the room. The pond in the backyard glittered back under the noon sun. Weeping Willows outlined the oasis of my youth, and for a moment, I longed for those days.I longed to have Nana hug me one more time. The last time she had, I was leaving for college. She told me to be a good girl and make my parents proud. I couldn't remember the last time I'd hugged my parents. Or seen them face-to-face. We talked about once a month, but they were always traveling now that they were retired. I bit back a laugh at the irony.I wandered back downstairs, smiling and nodding at people who recognized me, although I couldn't say who they were. That was the problem with small towns, and with moving away. All of the elderly people remembered when you were born and whom your parents were, but you rarely remembered anything about them, much less their names.The crowd was smaller now, and I heard several women in the dining room and kitchen cleaning up the dishes. I hugged my arms to my chest and slowly walked down the long hallway to the back of the house. Framed photos hung on both sides of the wall, and I suddenly wished I'd had a grandmother growing up who'd had pictures of me on display. As much as Nana had tried to make me feel accepted in her home, I really wasn't a part of her family.I pushed pending tears away and stepped out the back door and down the steps to the yard. The sun was warm, and the pond beckoned me to it. I found myself standing on the small wooden dock Alex's dad had built. One of the boards was broken, and the weather had done a good job fading the stain, but otherwise it was still sturdy.A warm breeze blew up off the water, rustling through the switches on the Willow. I stretched out my arms to feel it, and took a big sigh. I hadn't felt so relaxed in a long time. While I didn't mind my job, I didn't love it. While I loved traveling, I didn't like having to do it for work.What I wouldn't give to be able to come home at the end of the day and sit out on a porch like the one at Nana's and watch the sun go down instead of watching it from the sixth-floor balcony of my high-rise in the city. To hear the sound of crickets in the evening instead of the rush of traffic.A board creaked behind me, and I spun around. Someone grabbed my hand as I stepped back, and I was suddenly back in my dream. I gasped and struggled to regain my balance. Instead of falling backwards into the water, I was jerked forward and into Alex's strong embrace."Whoa! You okay, Jaynie?"I caught my breath and swallowed, blinking away the remnants of my dream. "Yeah. Thanks. I must have slipped.""Everyone's gone home." He dropped his arms but didn't move away."I'm sorry, I didn't realize. I'll be on my way." I started to walk past him, but he grabbed my wrist."Stay." He released my hand and cleared his throat. "Please stay."I lifted my eyes to his and held his gaze. I wanted to reach out to touch him, to caress his cheek, to run my fingers through his hair. But I refrained and kept my hands at my sides. "Okay."His smile lit up his whole face, but there was a shadow in his eyes. He stared at me a moment longer and then said, "Let's go back to my place so we can talk."I blinked, realizing what he'd said, and then I brushed away any ulterior motives. Of course, we'd go back to his place. We couldn't stay at Nana's. He'd be most comfortable in his home. And I wanted to see it. I really did.We said goodbye to his parents inside, and then I followed his car across town to his small house. I parked behind him in a gravel driveway overgrown with weeds and stared at the weather-beaten boards of the house, the crooked front steps, the boards over one of the windows."It's just a rental," Alex laughed. He climbed out and ran his hand back through his hair as he headed back to my car. "I've actually been living with Nana, taking care of her. When she had to go to the hospital, I got this place. We weren't sure what to do with her house.""I'm sorry, I didn't—""It's okay, Jaynie. This place was a steal. Besides, Nana left me her house in her will, so once we clean the place out, I'll be moving back there.""What? That's wonderful! Congrats, Alex. I know you love it there." I couldn't stop myself from hugging him. Or feeling the slightest bit jealous. When our eyes met again, I stepped back and shut the driver's side door. I cleared my throat and my thoughts. "So, let's see what we've got.""Be careful of the first step." He held out his hand and helped me up to the front porch. He wrestled with the lock on the door and then it swung open into a clean living room. The carpet was definitely dated, and the walls needed a good coat of paint, but his modern leather and oak furniture minimized the noticeable eyesores. "Want something to drink?""Sure, whatever you're having." I glanced around, setting my purse on an end table. Typical masculine knickknacks decorated the few shelves on the walls: various sports paraphernalia, photos of Alex and his buddies, a couple of dusty mugs from a tavern in Florida.My eyes stopped on a photo of two young kids. A boy and a girl. The glass was cleaner than the rest of the photos, and the metal frame was brushed nickel rather than the standard black plastic frames on the others."That's us at Nana's pond." Alex handed me a glass of cola and picked up the frame. He took a sip of his own soda and put the frame back after a moment, snorting softly. "I shoved you into the water after she snapped the picture."I gulped. I had forgotten that part. That when Nana had lifted her camera, she'd told Alex to put his arm around me and smile. He hadn't wanted to hug me. Maybe I'd pretended all along that he liked hanging out with me.But he'd kept the picture. He'd kept it clean and prominently displayed.I took a sip of my drink and moved to sit on the sofa. The leather squeaked as I sank into the corner with a soft sigh. It was comfortable. So much so that I toed off my heels and curled my legs up underneath me. The heat of the afternoon sun streaming in the bare window behind me warmed the material, and I laid my head back for a moment and breathed deep."It's quiet here." I kept my eyes closed and smiled sadly. "I miss this."The sofa squeaked again, and the weight on the cushion next to me shifted."Me, too."For the longest time, neither of us talked. The only sound was the clinking of ice in our glasses and the occasional car driving by outside. I didn't want to move. I wished I could just curl

Send us a textALLAN BRYCE IN CONVERSATION 3This week I'm joined by Allan Bryce, the publisher of Dark Side magazine and organizer of the annual DarkFest horror festival. In this episode we discuss plans for this year's DarkFest, including guests like Francesca Ciardi and Lynn Lowery plus the usual Hammer Ladies, there will also be a screening of Shivers. We also chat about his interest in launching an "InfiniFest" event focused on science fiction and fantasy films, in addition to the horror-focused DarkFest.Throughout, Allan provides fascinating insights into the business side of running an independent horror publication and event organizer. The podcast highlights his passion for horror culture and his efforts to engage with fans in creative ways.You can watch now on our YouTube Channelhttps://youtube.com/@carlislecultcinemaclub?si=B10gLSYtYWMsDZfmListen Direct here on our Websitehttps://thecarlislecultcinemacast.buzzsprout.comOr Catch it on the Following Platforms.============== SPOTIFY. 

Episode 350 of the Front Porch Swingers Podcast delves into all sorts of topics! Brenna enjoyed a full 8 hour date, partially clothed and partially very unclothed... It had us questioning what we really want out of the lifestyle. Brian reminisces on his exotic dancer hookups. Plus, why has our sex life seen an INSANE boost lately? Find Brenna's XXX fun here: https://sincityhotwife.co Join us for an upcoming event: https://members.frontporchswingers.com Try Kasidie FREE for a whole month! Click on the Kasidie banner at https://frontporchswingers.com Get tons of bonus content and support the show at https://patreon.com/frontporchswingers Get 10% off Shivers with code FPS at https://shivers.store    

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Today Eric and John Had the absolute honor of interviewing one of the greatest to ever do it, Lynn Lowry (The Crazies, Cat People, Shivers, Etc.)This episode has felt like a long time coming, and it still doesn't feel real. I remember seeing her for the first time in my favorite George Romero film to this day, This Crazies. Not only has Lynn help mold what horror is today, but she continues to trailblaze the indie horror scene with her own acting prowess and producer notoriety. Prepare yourselves for some "Crazy" Hilarious BTS stories from the generations of horror. So sit back, relax and check out one our wildest interviews yet!

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A murder of crows, a pride of lions. These names for groups of animals are called terms of venery! Who comes up with this stuff? We'll tell you!And what better song to pair with this than "Shivers" by Ed Sheeran? Is there a better song, period? Ok, so there are lots of better songs in the world, but Ed Sheeran seems like a pretty likeable guy it turns out!For Eurovision, we're talking about Montenegro's "Clickbait" by NeonoeN, a song which was selected but ultimately disqualified! Find us on instagram here: https://www.instagram.com/gettingdownandwordy/And email us at gettingdownandwordy@gmail.comHuge thanks to Patsy Walker for the use of our theme song “Who's Wordy Now”!This week's promoted podcast is Beyond the Shadows. Find them anywhere you get podcasts or at this link: https://open.spotify.com/show/6hgfTsx24MjcxaopQNURyX?si=b7679e12b5a0417f&nd=1&dlsi=de44a28423804d3bFind them, us, and lots of other great podcasts on our podcast network podmoth.network

This month marks 7 years since we began recording this podcast. Looking back over the years, we see how much has changed, how much we've grown, what we've accomplished and what we still suck at. We narrow it down to the 7 most important things you should know from our experiences in the past 7 years.Richard has an announcement that everyone will be going through a second puberty. This one, just as awkward and with all new hair issues. Yay! #growershowerhoperCan you convince an outsider to change their perception of the lifestyle? Are we supposed to? We are not or activists Simply lifestyle people who need a group chat and a foam party -not equal rights!We suck at OnlyFans mostly because its something that requires a schedule and full commitment. Who knew head gear and fancy lighting were required to capture a hot foursome? Every career has a Monday morning!Lauren has expanded her sex intellect learning new terms, new positions, and becoming better at dirty talk through the years. Richard feels lazier at sex now than 7 years ago. We learn that TriMix is a game changer!In almost 100 episodes, we got one thing right: an episode where we gave advice to "be the host of your own party" and that advice is something we still use on vacations.Hello my name is Lauren and I'm a swinger. We celebrate 7 years clean. How do you stay completely safe? We give you the fool proof answer.Our biggest accomplishment might be our successful DP. It only took us almost 7 years! We have Shivers and TabuToys to thank for it. It only takes a podcast and sponsors for us to learn stuff. #realtalkCheck our sponsors:Tabutoys.com (promo code: ROOM77) CHECK OUT THE NEW PUMP - IT'S A SPA FOR YOUR PENISShivers.store (promo code: R77) and save 10% NEW Product Launch!BikiniAddiction.com (promo code: ROOM77) Patreon Help us #keepitupBook your Desire / Temptation /Hedo trip* with Lauren and get a free Bikini Addiction bikini!

Episode 347 of the Front Porch Swingers Podcast dives into a recent hotel takeover we attended. Brenna went into it with A LOT of expectations, and not all of them came to fruition... We discuss the importance of being in the right headspace at an event, and the aftermath of Brenna not being on her A game...Don't worry, there were still some spicy moments! Join us for an upcoming event: https://members.frontporchswingers.com See Brenna's XXX fun, including her FREE onlyfans: https://sincityhotwife.co Try Kasidie free for a month! Click on the Kasidie banner at https://frontporchswingers.com Get 10% off Shivers gummies with code FPS at https://shivers.store Bonus content available at https://patreon.com/frontporchswingers  

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Bongani Bingwa speaks with Lehlohonolo Thobela, Meteorologist at the South African Weather Service, to debunk a viral voice note falsely claiming that aphelion will bring the coldest winter in 100 years, explaining what aphelion really is and why spreading fake weather alerts causes unnecessary panic. 702 Breakfast with Bongani Bingwa is broadcast on 702, a Johannesburg based talk radio station. Bongani makes sense of the news, interviews the key newsmakers of the day, and holds those in power to account on your behalf. The team bring you all you need to know to start your day Thank you for listening to a podcast from 702 Breakfast with Bongani Bingwa Find all the catch-up podcasts here https://www.primediaplus.com/702/702-breakfast-with-bongani-bingwa/audio-podcasts/702-breakfast-with-bongani-bingwa/ Listen live - 702 Breakfast is broadcast weekdays between 06:00 and 09:00 (SA Time) https://www.primediaplus.com/station/702 Subscribe to the 702 daily and weekly newsletters https://www.primediaplus.com/competitions/newsletter-subscription/  Follow us on social media: 702 on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/TalkRadio702   702 on TikTok: www.tiktok.com/@talkradio702  702 on Instagram: www.instagram.com/talkradio702  702 on X: www.x.com/Radio702  702 on YouTube: www.youtube.com/@radio702  See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Sable was investigating the outbreak of a narcotic known as shiv. While following someone who appears to be on the drug, a rift opened up and some undead creature popped out and attacked the rogue.This episode was named by our Patron member Scott and voted on by all of our patrons. They also get the outtakes at the end of episodes.We would love for you to become a Patron of our podcast You can join us on our Patreon Page.Cast:Brook Bullock - Dungeon Master (Twitter)Kyri Hester - Moxie, Tiefling Bard (Instagram)Connor Shenold - Sable, Half-elf RogueJohnnie Payne - August E. Greymoor, Human Fighter (Instagram)Michael Cross - Dr. Elias Stone, Human Cleric (Twitter)Special Thanks:Theme Music - Ovani SoundSound Effects and additional music courtesy of Jeffrey McBride (Facebook) Table Top Audio, dScryb.com , and Monument Studios Dice for the cast of Red Dirt DnD provided by Esty Way Gaming.You can find Red Dirt DnD on Facebook and on our website: RedDirtDND.comThere's also new content on our YouTube pages, just search for Red Dirt DnD.We would love for you to become a Patron of our podcast, you can join us on our Patreon Page.Red Dirt DnD is a Red Dirt RPG, LLC production.

Episode 126, or what we've deemed "the movie where sexual consent hadn't been invented yet", where we cover Cronenberg's 1975 sexual body horror, Shivers. We have differing opinions on this one, but we do agree that Gunn's Slither owes a lot to this lesser-known Cronenberg classic. Cited Work: Grotesque Desire: The Early Horror Films of David Cronenberg and the Limits of Morality Daniel IllgerWeen almost finishes the found footage horror The Devils Children for this week's Tubi or Not TubiUp Next: The Dead ZoneWhat We're WatchingRuPaul's Drag RaceThe GorgeSpecial Shout Out to Veronica Wynne's "Meet Me Over the Bridge"Where to Find us:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Threads⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Youtube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠TikTok⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Letterboxd⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠boozeboobsandbloodpodcast@gmail.comb3horrorpodcast.combluesky: @⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠b3podcast.bsky.social⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠

 The Tramp and Elle talk Orgies! Our own experiences and pro tips. You won't want to miss this one. Visit us at UnapologeticSwingers.comAlso visit our partner Shivers.Store and use the discount US at checkout for 10% off your order         

On the Saturday April 19, 2025 edition of The Richard Crouse Show we meet Dr. Janet McMordie. She is a sports medicine physician who blends her medical expertise with a passion for the arts. During the pandemic, she embarked on a simultaneous journey into storytelling, discovering a revitalized connection to her creativity. She shifted from a tunnel-visioned medical career to explore improv, acting, and producing. We talk about medicine, acting, her award-winning Second Act Actors podcast and much more. Then, David Cronenberg. The Village Voice called him "the most audacious and challenging narrative director in the English-speaking world.” He has directed horror films, dramas, psychological thrillers and gangster films, like “Shivers,” “Scanners,” “Videodrome,” “The Fly,” “A History of Violence,” “Eastern Promises” and “The Dead Zone” among many others. Seven of his films were selected to compete for the Palme d'Or, the most recent being “The Shrouds,” which was screened at the 2024 Cannes Film Festival. Starring Vincent Cassel, Diane Kruger and Guy Pearce, “The Shrouds” explores the future of death. Casserl plays a “an innovative businessman and grieving widower, who builds a novel device to connect with the dead inside a burial shroud. This burial tool installed at his own state-of-the-art though controversial cemetery allows him and his clients to watch their specific departed loved one decompose in real time.” It's an unsettling idea for a film, but it is a powerful and ultimately therapeutic look at grief in its many forms.

Welcome to my new episode "Dynamic Trance Universe" Podcast. Доброго времени суток, дорогие друзья! В эфире 465-й эпизод подкаста-путеводителя в замечательный мир #Trance музыки. Сегодня моему любимому сыну Кириллу исполнилось 5 лет. В честь этого "большого" события я записал лайв-микс, состоящий из его любимых, а также парочки новых треков, которые появились в моей коллекции недавно. Ему очень нравится Hard Dance, Tech Trance и Techno. А также любит мои вокальные компиляции и даже пытается подпевать ;) @aeroritmixmuzik #DTUPodcast465 #Hard Trance #Uplifting #TechTrance #Techno #Trancefamily TRACKLIST: 01. Age Of Love - The Age Of Love (Charlotte de Witte & Enrico Sangiuliano Remix/Will Sparks Edit) [DIKI] 02. Sander van Doorn - God Mode [A STATE OF TRANCE] 03. Cygnus X - Superstring (nilsix Remix) [HIGH CONTRAST (BE YOURSELF)] 04. Chris Schweizer vs Armin van Buuren & Susana vs Photographer - Scorpion vs Shivers vs Airport (Chris Schweizer Mashup) [CD-R] 05. Reflekt feat. Delline Bass - Need To Feel Loved (David Forbes Warehouse Refit) [CD-R] 06. W&W x Armin van Buuren - Ready To Rave [RAVE CULTURE] 07. Nifra - NRG [RAVE CULTURE] 08. DJ NICI - We Are One [HTE] 09. Marcel Woods - Advanced (Maddix Remix) [BE YOURSELF] 10. Digital Culture vs Spacefrog & Derb - Follow Me 2024 [NOCTURNAL KNIGHTS] 11. David Forbes - Daytona [WAO138?!] 12. David Forbes vs Scooter - Techno Is My Only Drug vs Hyper Hyper (Armin van Buuren Mashup) [CD-R] 13. David Forbes - All My Friends Are Hot [WAO!138?!] 14. Allen Watts pres. AWaken - Fragments [HIGH VOLTAGE] 15. Steve Dekay & Allen Watts pres. AWaken - D.N.A. [WAO!138?!] 16. Digital Culture - Wildcard [FSOE] 17. Mark Sherry pres. Dark Sherry - Tears In The Rain [TECHBURST] 18. Will Atkinson & Klaus Kaz - Hard_Vox_Tekk_ [VICTIMS HELPLINE] 19. Ben Nicky, Hannah Laing & Paul Findlay x Signum feat. Scott Mac - Coming On Strong (Trance Mix) [ARMADA] 20. Chicane & Moya Brennan - Saltwater (Paul Webster & Patrick Gormley Remix) [ARMADA] 21. MDM - Mash It Up (Matt Darey's Hard On Mix) [NULIFE] 22. Shugz - Party People [ALL WAYS DANCE] 23. Funk Tribu - Rockets (Franck Remix) [CAROUSE] 24. Flour - Galattica [EXHALE] 25. OMAKS, Vortek's, ENERGIC - Morning Rave [ENERGIC] 26. Warp Brothers & Flymeon - Phatt Bass [EVIL TWIN] 27. Showtek - FTS (Hard Mix) [DUTCH MASTERS WORKS] 28. Scooter - The Hardcore Massive [SHEFFIELD TUNES] ▶ PromoDJ: promodj.com/aeroritmix ▶ VK: vk.com/public204888851 ▶ Telegram: t.me/aeroritmixmuzik Подписывайтесь на мой подкаст (Subscribe to My Podcast): ● Apple Podcasts - podcasts.apple.com/ru/podcast/… ● Pocket Casts - pca.st/drpc1gfj

The Tramp is joined by Dr. John Carrozzella from the Florida Center of Hormones and Wellness for an in depth discussion about hormonal balancing and why it's so critically important in the lifestyle. https://hormonesandwellness.com/ Visit us at UnapologeticSwingers.comAlso visit our partner Shivers.Store and use the discount US at checkout for 10% off your order    

Thank you for tuning in to Bone Chilling Tales to Keep You Awake Podcast. Feel free to check out our sister podcasts, A Truly Haunted Podcast and True Whispers a True Crime Podcast. See you on the next dreadful episode. #scarystories #realstories #horrorpodcasts are #horrorpodcasts #horrorpodcast #horror #horrormovies #podcast #horrorfilms #horrorfilm #podcasts #horrormovie #film #films #movies #movie #horrorcommunity #horrorfamily #damnedmovies #moviesofthedamned #horrorobsessed #horrorfans #halloween #horrornerd #horrorfanatic #horrorpod #horrorfan #slasher #paranormal #horrorjunkie #horrorpodcaster #horrorgram #horrorcomedy #scarystories #scary #creepy #horrorstories #horror #scaryfacts #creepypasta #creepyfacts #creepystories #creepyfact #scaryfact #horrormovies #halloween #conspiracytheory #conspiracy #horrorstory #scarymovie #scaryposts #conspiracytheories #scarythreads #spooky #scaryvideo #horrorfacts #paranormal #horrorfan #horrors #scarymemes #haunted #horrorfact #ghost   Warning: This podcast may be: frightening · scaring · hair-raising · terrifying · petrifying · spine-chilling · bloodcurdling · chilling · horrifying · alarming · appalling · daunting · formidable · fearsome · nerve-racking · unnerving · eerie · sinisterBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/bone-chilling-tales-to-keep-you-awake--4731503/support.

Many of us find ourselves in the middle of a storm right now. Whether it's the storm of financial stress, parenting struggles, career challenges, feelings of unworthiness, federal policy changes, or all of that and more…it can feel impossible to find peace. But in today's sermon, we'll discover that Jesus is our calm through the fiercest storms that may come our way, and nothing in this world can shake the peace that he provides. Join us as we continue our series, “The Way.”  Scripture Reading: Mark 4:35-41 Share: Know someone who needs this message right now? Send them the link! Connect: https://rb.gy/0gguyc Give: https://pushpay.com/g/kindredumc Prayer: https://rb.gy/xwmuok Newsletter: https://mailchi.mp/kindrednc.church/kindreds-latest-3-30-2025

The Tramp and Elle are joined by a very special guest who is involved in three different ENM worlds that rarely collide.  Visit us at UnapologeticSwingers.comAlso visit our partner Shivers.Store and use the discount US at checkout for 10% off your order        

On the Saturday April 19, 2025 edition of The Richard Crouse Show we meet Dr. Janet McMordie. She is a sports medicine physician who blends her medical expertise with a passion for the arts. During the pandemic, she embarked on a simultaneous journey into storytelling, discovering a revitalized connection to her creativity. She shifted from a tunnel-visioned medical career to explore improv, acting, and producing. We talk about medicine, acting, her award-winning Second Act Actors podcast and much more. Then, David Cronenberg. The Village Voice called him "the most audacious and challenging narrative director in the English-speaking world.” He has directed horror films, dramas, psychological thrillers and gangster films, like “Shivers,” “Scanners,” “Videodrome,” “The Fly,” “A History of Violence,” “Eastern Promises” and “The Dead Zone” among many others. Seven of his films were selected to compete for the Palme d'Or, the most recent being “The Shrouds,” which was screened at the 2024 Cannes Film Festival. Starring Vincent Cassel, Diane Kruger and Guy Pearce, “The Shrouds” explores the future of death. Casserl plays a “an innovative businessman and grieving widower, who builds a novel device to connect with the dead inside a burial shroud. This burial tool installed at his own state-of-the-art though controversial cemetery allows him and his clients to watch their specific departed loved one decompose in real time.” It's an unsettling idea for a film, but it is a powerful and ultimately therapeutic look at grief in its many forms.

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Segment One – Miscommunication C@ckblockBad communication during a Temptation hookup on Shivers leaves Lauren highly gullible and Richard unintentionally cockblocking half the group. Find out how we apologize after shattering a poor man's soul and ego because he's denied entry to Lauren, all while Richard was busy banging his wife.Segment Two – Stalker VibesAfter stalking a couple at Temptation, we fell in love at first sight for 3 days. We amazingly did not receive a restraining order, but we did learn a valuable lesson.Segment Three – The Event: Clone A WillyOur FLIRT event was amazing! One of the highlights? The Clone-A-Willy demo during happy hour. It made Lauren hoarse and Richard happily slap a horse-sized “willy clone” on his face. Thanks to Tabutoys.com, the happy hour pool was filled with dick. Meanwhile, the other dick—Richard— interviews guests, uncovering a couple into necrophilia and another who had some, uh… farm-related experiences. Listen now before the FCC bans us!Segment Four – Temptation Cruise TeaseWe recorded a short segment aboard the Temptation Cruise—hear our initial thoughts before the full debrief in the next episode. We'll be on the next cruise in November—book through me! The last couple who did just left our cabin (wink). Can't wait? Join Patreon  and reach out!Check our sponsors:Tabutoys.com and Clone-A-Willy  Save 15% with code: ROOM77 until they are gone!Shivers.store Save 10% (promo code: R77)BikiniAddiction.com Save 10% (promo code: ROOM77)Patreon - Become a Member! Help us #keepitupBook your Desire / Temptation /Hedo trip* with Lauren and get a free Bikini Addiction bikini!

Segment One – Miscommunication C@ckblockBad communication during a Temptation hookup on Shivers leaves Lauren highly gullible and Richard unintentionally cockblocking half the group. Find out how we apologize after shattering a poor man's soul and ego because he's denied entry to Lauren, all while Richard was busy banging his wife.Segment Two – Stalker VibesAfter stalking a couple at Temptation, we fell in love at first sight for 3 days. We amazingly did not receive a restraining order, but we did learn a valuable lesson.Segment Three – The Event: Clone A WillyOur FLIRT event was amazing! One of the highlights? The Clone-A-Willy demo during happy hour. It made Lauren hoarse and Richard happily slap a horse-sized “willy clone” on his face. Thanks to Tabutoys.com, the happy hour pool was filled with dick. Meanwhile, the other dick—Richard— interviews guests, uncovering a couple into necrophilia and another who had some, uh… farm-related experiences. Listen now before the FCC bans us!Segment Four – Temptation Cruise TeaseWe recorded a short segment aboard the Temptation Cruise—hear our initial thoughts before the full debrief in the next episode. We'll be on the next cruise in November—book through me! The last couple who did just left our cabin (wink). Can't wait? Join Patreon  and reach out!Check our sponsors:Tabutoys.com and Clone-A-Willy  Save 15% with code: ROOM77 until they are gone!Shivers.store Save 10% (promo code: R77)BikiniAddiction.com Save 10% (promo code: ROOM77)Patreon - Become a Member! Help us #keepitupBook your Desire / Temptation /Hedo trip* with Lauren and get a free Bikini Addiction bikini!

Episode 338 of the Front Porch Swingers podcast details some BIG topics! Brenna is now 2 weeks post-op from a major elective surgery. Hear how we expect that to impact our lifestyle journey. Plus, we're itching to shake up the lifestyle space! Want to know how?? Join us for bonus content and Brenna's post-op vlogs here: https://patreon.com/frontporchswingers Our upcoming events: https://members.frontporchswingers.com Brenna's FREE Onlyfans and more: https://sincityhotwife.co Try Kasidie FREE for a month! Click on the Kasidie banner at https://frontporchswingers.com Get 10% off your Shivers order with code FPS at https://shivers.store  

 The Tramp and Elle are back to talk about our own unique takes on organic play and how incredible it can be when everything comes together. This one is fun! Visit us at UnapologeticSwingers.comAlso visit our partner Shivers.Store and use the discount US at checkout for 10% off your order         

Episode 337 of the Front Porch Swingers podcast delves into what it's REALLY like to go through a major body transformation while being in the lifestyle. Plus, what are some of the concerns Brenna has about her own body following her elective surgery, and how will it impact how she gets down in this space? Try Shivers at a discount! Get 10% off Shivers gummies with code FPS at https://shivers.store Get bonus content, including vlogs on Brenna's surgery journey: https://patreon.com/frontporchswingers.com Join us for an upcoming event: https://members.frontporchswingers.com Brenna's spicy pages: https://sincityhotwife.co

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Episode 335 of the Front Porch Swingers podcast walks through what we personally look for in lifestyle events. And here's a hint: It does NOT involve jean shorts and t-shirts... Plus, more on why Brenna finally decided to delve into plastic surgery! Join Brenna's surgery journey and get other bonus content at https://patreon.com/frontporchswingers Our upcoming events: https://members.frontporchswingers.com Get 10% off your Shivers gummy order with code FPS at https://shivers.store Brenna's XXX fun: https://sincityhotwife.co Brian's FREE onlyfans: https://onlyfans.com/bi-zaddy  

paypal.me/LibroTobias Brian James Freeman es un autor estadounidense cuya ficción se ha publicado en revistas y antologías, incluidas Borderlands 5, Corpse Blossoms y los cuatro volúmenes de la serie Shivers. Su primera novela, Black Fire, fue escrita bajo el seudónimo de James Kidman. Canciones: • “Motherland” de Sugarland • “Bye Mom” de Chris Janson Narración, edición y montaje: Asier Menéndez Marín Diseño logo Podcast: albacanodesigns (Alba Cano) Escucha el episodio completo en la app de iVoox, o descubre todo el catálogo de iVoox Originals

In this chilling narration video, we dive into five spine-tingling online horror stories that will make you rethink your next click. From creepy encounters on online dating apps to unsettling Craigslist ads, these terrifying tales show the dark side of the internet. Whether it's an innocent chat turning into a nightmare or a seemingly normal meetup going horribly wrong, these stories will keep you on the edge of your seat. Be careful who you trust online – you never know who's lurking behind the screen. Watch at your own risk… and don't forget to lock your doors! #OnlineHorror #CraigslistHorror #OnlineDatingNightmares #CreepyStories You can also listen in podcast form "Scary Stories from Bad Vibes" Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/6WCjzGChSiOtskaZjonvqz Apple Podcast: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/scary-stories-from-bad-vibes/id1614005565 iHeartRadio: https://www.iheart.com/podcast/53-bad-vibes-nightmares-94022380/ Deezer: https://www.deezer.com/show/3497187 Podcast Addict: https://podcastaddict.com/podcast/3868720 Podchaser: https://www.podchaser.com/podcasts/bad-vibes-nightmares-4264713 JiloSaavn: https://www.jiosaavn.com/shows/Scary-Stories-from-Bad-Vibes/1/A7Unzn6te1Y_ Become a CHANNEL MEMBER for early access for as little as 99 cents a month: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC7N-0n6MRuhtRVfCpj_oArQ/join Perhaps buy some MERCH: https://teespring.com/stores/bad-vibes-storytelling Follow me on Social Media: TWITTER: https://twitter.com/BadVibesYOUTUBE INSTAGRAM: https://www.instagram.com/badvibesstorytelling/ Send your TRUE story in: badvibes760@gmail.com Music by: C.O.A.G: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zXZsUCwRkPs Rain sounds: https://t.co/nQiu86WD20 https://www.youtube.com/@UCiSKnkKCKAQVxMUWpZQobuQ C.O.A.G: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zXZsUCwRkPs "Quinn's Song: A New Man" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ "Echoes of Time" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ Timestamps: Story 1:(00:00) Story 2: (04:02) Story 3: (07:03) Story 4:(11:48) Story 5: (14:27) Stories by: 2. https://tinyurl.com/4ntj63pp 3. https://tinyurl.com/4dkfjuka 4. https://tinyurl.com/bddb33c3 5. https://tinyurl.com/37yp8j25Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/scary-stories-from-bad-vibes--5472198/support.

Happy Thursday Morons!! We're back with another *scrumptious* solo episode for your listening pleasure. Today, we're kicking things off by recapping Ben's dreamy night at Katz Deli, getting invited to ski in Sunny Florida, Josh's past buying dr*gs, and an embarassing text sent to friend of the pod, Chrissy D. Plus, we answer YOUR messages and guess exactly how many calories are in a Krispy Kreme donut... What are ya nuts?! Leave us a voicemail here!Follow us on Instagram and TikTok! Sponsors:Visit carawayhome.com/GUYS10 to take advantage of this limited-time offer for up to 20% off your next purchase. Fatty15 is on a mission to replenish your C15 levels and restore your long term health. You can get an additional 15% off their 90 day subscription Starter kit by going to fatty15.com/GOODGUYS and using code GOODGUYS at checkout. To get this new customer offer and your new 3-month unlimited wireless plan for just 15 bucks a month, go to mintmobile.com/goodguysPlease note that this episode may contain paid endorsements and advertisements for products and services. Individuals on the show may have a direct or indirect financial interest in products or services referred to in this episode.Produced by Dear Media.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

This week, Desmond and Tom take in a double feature of lackluster werewolf movies: Sung Kang's horror comedy Shaky Shivers and Larry Fessenden's depressive Blackout. Songs included: "Unleash the Wolves" by Powerwolves, "Shake Your Blood" by Probot feat. Lemmy Kilmister, "Wait for the Blackout" by The Damned, and "To the Wolves" by Whitechapel. Send feedback to: dreadmediapodcast@gmail.com. Follow @DevilDinosaurJr and @dreadmedia on Twitter! Join the Facebook group! Support the show at www.patreon.com/dreadmedia. Visit www.desmondreddick.com, www.stayscary.wordpress.com, www.dreadmedia.bandcamp.com, www.kccinephile.com, and www.dejasdomicileofdread.blogspot.com.

The Tramp, Jay, and Elle are back to talk about our own unique takes on our best lifestyle related dates. This one takes some twists and turns! Visit us at UnapologeticSwingers.comAlso visit our partner Shivers.Store and use the discount US at checkout for 10% off your order        

Episode 59 will include our Chick Chat: a recap of what we've been up to in our daily lives including a quick NYE Friction Party Recap; Life in the Lifestyle: we share some ideas we have about how being in the lifestyle keeps us healthy; and then we wrap things up with Goin' Deep: highlighting a sexy FFFM story from Kenzie! Connect with us: Instagram/X: FWAT_Podcast Email: friendswithatwist@yahoo.com Website: friendswithatwist.com Check out our Partners: Shivers/Luv'ure: https://shivers.store - Coupon Code FWAT for 10% off - VDAY SALE: Coupon Code fwatlove to get 20% off any bottle products from the Shivers and Luvure lines*** STI Testing/ED Medications: https://shamelesscare.com/fwat/?lead-source=FWAT - Coupon Code FWAT for $15 off your order Game of Lifestyle: https://www.gameoflifestyle.com - Coupon Code FWAT10 for 10% off Quiver: https://www.quiver.us/?QCode=FWAT - QCode FWAT for a free all=-access 30-day trial DK Apparel - Wear Your Lifestyle: https://www.dklsapparel.com/?aff=5  - LS focused clothing & more!

In July 1992, Scholastic published the first Goosebumps book by R.L. Stine for young readers nationwide. Never before had a book series attempted to be just scary enough for children and very quickly one thing became clear, kids loved it. In the three decades since its debut, Goosebumps has become one of the best-selling children's book series of all time. With over 400 million books in print, two feature films, video games, consumer products, multiple television adaptations, and more in store for 2025, Goosebumps continues to be one of the most notable cultural phenomena of the past century. This January 10th, 2025 marked the release of the second season of the thrilling live-action Disney+ anthology series Goosebumps: The Vanishing, and this coming March will see the release of R.L. Stine's newest book in his House of Shivers series, Say My Name, Say My Name. In today's episode, guest-host Billy DiMichele is joined by the master of horror himself, R.L. Stine, to talk all things funny and scary, while later in the program, we get to hear from Jayden Bartels, one of the stars of Disney+'s newly released Goosebumps: The Vanishing. → Resources About R.L. Stine: Learn more about the author and his many books. About Goosebumps: Learn more about the thrilling Goosebumps series by R.L. Stine. About Goosebumps: The Vanishing: Learn more about the newest installment of the live-action Goosebumps television series, executive produced by Scholastic Entertainment, and now available to stream in full on Disney+ and Hulu. Spooky stories for Halloween: Suzanne McCabe interviews R.L. Stine about what it is about spine-chilling books that's so compelling for young readers, in this spooky-season-themed 2019 Scholastic Reads episode. 25 Years of Goosebumps: R.L. Stine visits Scholastic Reads to talk about the 25th anniversary of the Goosebumps series in this 2017 Scholastic Reads episode. → Highlights R.L. Stine, author, Goosebumps “No one expects this kind of thing. To get so lucky, to have a big bestselling series that lasts. No one plans on it. We had no idea. It all happens, Harry Potter or Hunger Games, Twilight, etc. because of kids. Kids telling kids.” “I LOVE the middle-grade audience.” “I think horror is funny. [It] makes me laugh.” “I'm a huge believer that television shows really encourage reading. Back in the 90s, when the original Goosebumps series went on FOX kids, we gained a million readers a month. So, I've always been a big believer that television can encourage reading.” Jayden Bartels, actor, Goosebumps: The Vanishing “I think it's so interesting how [R.L. Stine] found a way to scare children without giving them nightmares.” “I think it was a big thing for this show, taking the monsters, we all know and love and grew up on, and bringing in new characters and new stories to life.” “We can bring in a new perspective that the younger generation can relate to. And I think that the characters in the show are so multifaceted and so deep and layered.” → Special Thanks Producers: Maxine Osa, Anne Sparkman, Allyson Barkan Sound Engineer: S. Shin Music Composer: Lucas Elliot Eberl → Coming Soon I SPY LOVE

Interview with Ollee Owens.   Canadian soul/blues powerhouse singer Ollee Owens announces the release of her new album, Nowhere to Hide, on October 25th through her Ollee Owens Music label imprint. The first single from Nowhere to Hide, “Some Days,” was released on August 30. Produced by Bobby Blazier, the music on Nowhere to Hide is also graced by the presence of Muscle Shoals all-star guitarist Will McFarlane on eight of the album's eleven tracks. “The writing of ‘Some Days' came out of a desire to acknowledge the ups and downs of our day-to-day experiences and at the same time call out the resilience of the human spirit no matter what we come up against,” Owens says. “Sonically, we imagined it as a blues-infused song that leaves the listener feeling happy. It was recorded in Nashville with some of the best session musicians in Music City: Chris Rodriguez, Craig Young, Bobby Blazier, and DeMarco Johnson. The energy in the room that day was palpable as the song began to take shape, capturing exactly what I heard in my head when we wrote the song, resulting in a soulful and hope-filled anthem.” After returning to music a decade ago and releasing 2022's Cannot Be Unheard, the Calgary-based blues/rock singer is better than ever with her latest dazzling, down-to-earth studio album Nowhere to Hide. It's one teeming with stylish, sophisticated jewels mined from blues, rock, and soul. Nowhere to Hide features eight co-writing credits by Owens and a few covers, including Bob Dylan's "Lord Protect My Child." Whether it's Owens' confident delivery fueling the driving title track, the infectious "Some Days," or the deliciously well-crafted "Shivers and Butterflies," Owens is as dynamic as the eleven-track album is flawless. "I learned so much," Owens says of the creative process, "especially, vocally, as there was real opportunity to dig deeper and embody the lyrics." Nowhere to Hide, recorded at Nashville's Sweetbriar Studio and Gnome Studios, shines with help from a who's who of acclaimed Nashville session musicians Blazier brought to the album. "Bobby has an incredible ability to bring people together," Owens says of Blazier. "We all got in the studio together, gave it everything we got, and made some great music." That great music derives from Owens' backstory in the farming community of New Bothwell, Manitoba. As a teen, she gravitated toward Dylan, Delta Blues, The Staple Singers, and Etta James. "When I came back to creating music, I really realized the depth and influence that particular style of music had on me," Owens says of her early listening habits. Owens and her husband started their family early and had three daughters, one of whom has a cognitive disability. After some soul-searching, and realizing her daughter had exceptional needs, she took a hiatus from music. "I focused on being present and engaged for my daughters," she says. As a result, "Lord Protect My Child" strikes an emotional chord as Owens pours her soul into it. "That song has really become close to my heart," she says. "My daughter is twenty-three now, but there's still a lot of vulnerability there. The desire for protecting and taking care of her will never go away." Owens will be playing a Canadian concert in October celebrating the release of Nowhere to Hide and has plans for further touring in the spring. She's also performed at the Roots Blues and BBQ Festival in Drumheller, Alberta, and Calgary's National Music Centre, among several other venues. Now with Nowhere to Hide, Owens will have a larger fan base thanks to an amazing album you would be wise to experience wherever you get your music.    Ollee's Info /https://olleeowens.com/  

Episode 330 of the Front Porch Swingers podcast details an important conversation wherein Brenna attempts to answer one very important question: Is she jealous when it comes to Brian's solo play? And if not, what else is at foot that has made her feel negatively about Brian's encounters in the past? Plus, we discuss some new boundaries we have put in place thanks in large part to this conversation.  Join us for bonus material and support the show on Patreon! https://patreon.com/frontporchswingers Join us for an upcoming event! https://members.frontporchswingers.com 10% off Shivers gummies with code FPS at https://shivers.store Get a free month of Kasidie access! Click on the Kasidie banner at https://frontporchswingers.com Brenna's XXX fun is here: https://sincityhotwife.co Brian's FREE Onlyfans: https://onlyfans.com/bi-zaddy  

Episode 328 of the Front Porch Swingers podcast details the place single men hold in the hotwife lifestyle, and the ups and downs we've seen single men experience in this space. Plus, we explain what REALLY makes a single man successful, no BS and no canned answers... AND.... what slutty hotwife fun did Brenna have while Brian was on a work trip? Vote for us for AVN's Best Podcast! https://submissions.awards.avn.com/signup Find even more FPS fun at https://patreon.com/frontporchswingers See Brenna's XXX fun at https://sincityhotwife.co Brian's FREE NSFW Page: https://onlyfans.com/bi-zaddy Join us for an upcoming event! https://members.frontporchswingers.com Get 15% off Butter Wellness's perineum massager with code FPS at https://butterwellness.com Get 10% off Shivers gummies with code FPS at https://shivers.store Get a free month of Kasidie access! Click on the Kasidie banner at https://frontporchswingers.com  

Episod 326 of the Front Porch Swingers podcast details a week of wins for us! Between TWO successful play dates for Brenna and a very naughty visit to the s*x club, we walked away from the week feeling fulfilled and hopeful for our lifestyle future! We also discuss in depth why we have stepped back from a lot of the events we used to go to... For more FPS, join us on Patreon! Bonus episodes, a secret chat group and more at https://patreon.com/frontporchswingers Join us for an upcoming event: https://members.frontporchswingers.com Get 15% off any Butter Wellness products with code FPS at https://butterwellness.com Get 10% off our favorite bedroom wellness products at https://promescent.com/fps Get 10% off Shivers gummies with code FPS at https://shivers.store Brenna's XXX Fun: https://sincityhotwife.co Brian's XXX Fun: https://onlyfans.com/bi-zaddy  

Connor and Harry discuss Junji Ito's horror manga series Uzumaki, Gyo, and Shivers, as well as the limits of translating print comics into anime adaptations, with the Junji Ito Collection and Maniac series.