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Boise State RB Sire Gaines hits the practice field Monday morning then meets with the media in first fall camp interview - he's more than ready to play and chase the ghost of Ashton Jeanty, he said, Broncos battle through chippy Monday practice, Boise State is No. 25 in the coaches preseason poll, Kellen Moore runs a 126-play scrimmage and Ashton Jeanty looks at buying a $12.5M home in the Vegas area, who are the top "Freaks'' of college football and how many will Boise State face this seasonSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boise State RB Sire Gaines hits the practice field Monday morning then meets with the media in first fall camp interview - he's more than ready to play and chase the ghost of Ashton Jeanty, he said, Broncos battle through chippy Monday practice, Boise State is No. 25 in the coaches preseason poll, Kellen Moore runs a 126-play scrimmage and Ashton Jeanty looks at buying a $12.5M home in the Vegas area, who are the top "Freaks'' of college football and how many will Boise State face this seasonSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boise State RB Sire Gaines hits the practice field Monday morning then meets with the media in first fall camp interview - he's more than ready to play and chase the ghost of Ashton Jeanty, he said, Broncos battle through chippy Monday practice, Boise State is No. 25 in the coaches preseason poll, Kellen Moore runs a 126-play scrimmage and Ashton Jeanty looks at buying a $12.5M home in the Vegas area, who are the top "Freaks'' of college football and how many will Boise State face this seasonSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Former Boise State DE Ahmed Hassanein makes his debut in an NFL uniform - how'd he do, RB Sire Gaines makes his 2025 debut at Boise State's fall camp, Seahawks insider Gregg Bell (The News Tribune of Tacoma) on progress from DE Demarcus Lawrence and RB George Holani, Idaho State star Jared Allen going into the Pro Football Hall of Fame, will pro baseball work in Vegas (and why?)See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Former Boise State DE Ahmed Hassanein makes his debut in an NFL uniform - how'd he do, RB Sire Gaines makes his 2025 debut at Boise State's fall camp, Seahawks insider Gregg Bell (The News Tribune of Tacoma) on progress from DE Demarcus Lawrence and RB George Holani, Idaho State star Jared Allen going into the Pro Football Hall of Fame, will pro baseball work in Vegas (and why?)See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Former Boise State DE Ahmed Hassanein makes his debut in an NFL uniform - how'd he do, RB Sire Gaines makes his 2025 debut at Boise State's fall camp, Seahawks insider Gregg Bell (The News Tribune of Tacoma) on progress from DE Demarcus Lawrence and RB George Holani, Idaho State star Jared Allen going into the Pro Football Hall of Fame, will pro baseball work in Vegas (and why?)See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boise State reporter B.J. Rains (BroncoNationNews.com) joins Prater and Mallory after attending fall camp practice No. 4 on Friday - a practice where RB Sire Gaines made his 2025 debut (ankle, soft tissue issues). Rains also touches on the kicking competition between returning player Jarrett Reeser and newcomer Colton Boomer, and what defensive coordinator Erik Chinander said about the Braxton Fely situation. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boise State reporter B.J. Rains (BroncoNationNews.com) joins Prater and Mallory after attending fall camp practice No. 4 on Friday - a practice where RB Sire Gaines made his 2025 debut (ankle, soft tissue issues). Rains also touches on the kicking competition between returning player Jarrett Reeser and newcomer Colton Boomer, and what defensive coordinator Erik Chinander said about the Braxton Fely situation. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boise State reporter B.J. Rains (BroncoNationNews.com) joins Prater and Mallory after attending fall camp practice No. 4 on Friday - a practice where RB Sire Gaines made his 2025 debut (ankle, soft tissue issues). Rains also touches on the kicking competition between returning player Jarrett Reeser and newcomer Colton Boomer, and what defensive coordinator Erik Chinander said about the Braxton Fely situation. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This episode goes into Gilbert Arenas Arrested for gambling, it also goes into Rick Ross Wanting to get 50 Son Sire a puppy, Chrisean Rock address Rumors Hosted by your Pastor Michael Smith and co-hosted by your Brotha Lamick IsraelIf you would like tune in and join Brotha Lamick Young Disciples Discord the link is https://discord.gg/SVQygUP2 If you would like to sign up for the Monthly newsletter/ have a special request/report you would like done email Brotha Lamick Israel at Lamick19@outlook.com

Wegovy, the blockbuster weight-loss drug, is now available in Singapore more than two years after it was approved by the Health Sciences Authority.Synopsis: Join Natasha Ann Zachariah at The Usual Place as she unpacks the latest current affairs with guests. Wegovy's arrival here sparks a deeper conversation about who should take it, how it makes us rethink obesity and weight loss, and whether weight-loss drugs are a magic bullet. Earlier in July, pharmaceutical firm Novo Nordisk, which makes Wegovy, announced in a statement that the injectable drug is now available with prescription from any licensed physician at hospitals and clinics across Singapore. The global hype around Wegovy, which is made for weight loss, stemmed from Ozempic, which was created as an anti-diabetic drug. The latter garnered a lot of attention on social media a few years ago after its users, who weren’t all diabetics, showed off their considerable weight loss. What connects Wegovy and Ozempic – besides both being made by Novo Nordisk – is that they contain the active ingredient semaglutide. Mimicking the natural hormone glucagon-like peptide-1, semaglutide regulates blood sugar levels, curbs the appetite and induces the sensation of fullness. One of the differences? Wegovy has a maximum dosage of 2.4mg, while Ozempic has a maximum dosage of either 1mg or 2mg depending on the country. In Singapore, Ozempic's maximum dosage is capped at 1mg based on HSA's approved label. While the benefits have been laid out, what should those considering Wegovy look out for? To answer these questions on this episode of The Usual Place, I have: Senior consultant endocrinologist Dr Sue-Anne Toh from Novi Health, a specialist medical clinic and health-tech company. She has more than 20 years of experience in internal medicine, diabetes, and metabolic health. Her patient Farhan Hanis, a 26-year-old university student and a former plus-sized model. He started on Wegovy about two months ago. General practitioner Dr Bosty Chan, who co-founded health telemedicine providers Sire and Dame, which offers weight management as part of a suite of services. Highlights (click/tap above):4:13 Gamechanger to the weight loss market in Singapore? How do these options compare with surgically invasive options? 16:15 Dr Toh on why some cannot lose weight easily; how GLP-1 hormones work39:50 Managing costs of such GLP-1 medication45:00 Dr Chan on whether weight-loss drugs are supposed to be for the long term1:00:17 Should Singapore redefine obesity markers for the population? Host: Natasha Ann Zachariah (natashaz@sph.com.sg) Read Natasha’s articles: https://str.sg/iSXm Follow Natasha on her IG account and DM her your thoughts on this topic: https://www.instagram.com/theusualplacepodcast Follow Natasha on LinkedIn: https://str.sg/v6DN Filmed by: Studio+65 Edited by: Teo Tong Kai, Eden Soh & Natasha Liew Executive producers: Ernest Luis & Lynda Hong Follow The Usual Place Podcast and get notified for new episode drops every Thursday:Channel: https://str.sg/5nfmApple Podcasts: https://str.sg/9ijXSpotify: https://str.sg/cd2PYouTube: https://str.sg/theusualplacepodcastFeedback to: podcast@sph.com.sg SPH Awedio app: https://www.awedio.sg --- Follow more ST podcast channels: All-in-one ST Podcasts channel: https://str.sg/wvz7 Get more updates: http://str.sg/stpodcasts The Usual Place Podcast YouTube: https://str.sg/4Vwsa --- Get The Straits Times app, which has a dedicated podcast player section: The App Store: https://str.sg/icyB Google Play: https://str.sg/icyX --- #tup #tuptrSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

I want to scream at you But even standing at my shoulder length My eye at your chest. You'd be a million miles away Look what I make of you. I have no mistakes left and still The fate of it is that, You have my gratitude, your gracious And yet they eat away At all the things I have And maybe there'll be more of me For now the morbid days are just as caving in as Any other making that we make of it Don't thank me, Just outrank them. Banking on your every moment Effervescent, tragic endings Waiting on your every scent and center Don't disintegrate just yet And now we enter impact Stand for circumstances Do work faster Horror horror Do you know the motive of her Former engines? Motive, motive Steer the plot or rear the message m Fritter fritter Audiences get disinterested So effing quickly. Would you mild or would you mold Or would you wake to fold the eggs into the bacon, Bread, and then tomato— Would you fear her message? Would you quick forget you're on her planet? Surely safe to know But know but knots And no but not again You bought it with your faux and auctions Hallmark cards And feathers fauxes Don't you know The faucet's only running water Oh you're hard predictable And chlorinated Oh the poison Dripping at your ways And wilting at your guilt The James The reckon gestures Reckon, Avery Severed by the check Or just the ever ending Never get there Message to a friend To just keep going When she ends it It is just another death You'll get on with it In the end Never friends. Never. Good I hate you Could you maybe Find me ugly? That's your money in my Every reaching corner Every angling cent And harsh presentations of Skin that's aging and Wages which haven't Coverage to front the Expenses, Crash diets Go broken Ugly cause you're course Everything fits But still empty on the inside I live in shredded Shambles of service But there's no gratitude My breath is only your own And this bread is my headache I haven't a sermon Or diamond Or unworthy Sex appeal And really only Ever off when Only ever on You're still demolishing the board You're still diminishing the severs Yet you neglected Each and every Crevice of this Never ending friendship— But did I ever mention there is a glass slipper For each and every person ever Just to wish one? Did it ever occur to you The circumstances you are under r Live for it Or get lost There's really only porridge in her oven If the gas or turning off or over Don't turn over now The resin's covered in the Corvette. Only cause I had to Sense when is it Blood sense. Get laid Don't flinch Get paid Gold finch Get reckless I call spirits north for dinner South for lunch And up for porridge at breakfast I've passed on I've been awake You're mortal girl The one you're on is Really only such a small pond That I should think To cover up With dirt. Start over. —and Skrillex is just in the corner the whole time playing video games. Worst dream ever. But why's Seth Meyer's mad at me? I'm guessing he always was! He's people are just like that All conservative, conformed— Again, it's not your fault It's just uncomfortable! Again I only ever approached it wanting to know If the l broach l fits But even Lucille Ball won't come if I call her— Probably don't even got the right number Code of arms Or helm of awe, huh. Fuck, man. When's Tonight Show in hiatus Need you off the island, off In Prague And out my anus, Don't remind me I've been Jamie Lee Curtis Just recently enough That I miss it. Ugh. I know, I resent that. Find a line to draw Or fly a kite past I'm past my reckoning Just for tonight, The suffering ends Surely not enough to past the time Before my electrolytes fly in But tonight Just tonight I want to dine in my mind Or die alone Without trying to find the light— The neighbor simply seems to follow it. (At least I got her ought to not slam the door now, Police interventions, There really are cause for those.) What is a warfare! Buy me a checkmark! My question mark seems to go off a lot All for it God, You're remarkable I gift a heart or though I out all my crystals in the Rockerfeller plaza But still held on to an amethyst for Dillon Francis? There those eyes are again; I hate to hurt you North; But I'm no mother board Or mother ship Or Mother Earth Broke my focus long enough to call you up, But sure, I'm just short of even past conscious. Nothing's safe for us, you know. One one to call; No code of conduct– No safety in numbers, or color guard No home, and no love in our times For our kind– We're all here now And the wrong time Is all time. {Enter The Multiverse} Do you see me? I don't not see you. Well. Well. I thought there'd be more having to say. There's nothing to say. Not nothing… Nothing. Huh. —unless you say it. I've nothing to say. Then say nothing. The frog croaks, The oak leafs, The custard leaves its corridors The hark leaps The oath melts, The sworn have sworn To never mark. To no remose, To no remark; The carrier, and carry her— The fierce need, For Vegabonds, For every caper read Amen. All is spoken; And all in thought also in words All is listened And all has heard not in her form Stiff. You're horrified. You're horrifying. Sure, but— Brother— Broken— Nothing that I've never heard before Capable. Half-friend. Northerner. Cape cod. Hamptons. Fair straights. Ancient. Sacred. R I T U A L S LEGENDS: R I T U A L S OH GOD. No! NO! NO! It just keeps going! Thank you! Thank God. I thought it was over. You were invoked. I was implicated. Fun fact: Here's the thing. You were murdered. Ah, gains. Why the fuck do I never get to just choose when this happens? Cause you don't. This isn't fair! I watch 2 segments of— STEPHEN COLBERT enters. *shattered. Shithead. STEPHEN COLBERT enters shattered. —I was shattered when I heard about it. What's that? Never you mind. I didn't— I just— asked. He finds his way to the round table in the center of the dark room. He seems twisted; it's as if he's been blindsided. Capable. And still there's nowhere In here The city we share I can go To make the sound Eager to leave my soul As how I know you. Awkward! Just wait. You've been betrayed! I— know that already. Is this your card? {Enter The Multiverse} GET OFF THE TRAIN. — Lil bitz Fool. Why every time I see you, you look guilty. Why. You never look innocent at all. If something went down — I know it was you. Hide a lie; Can't hide a lie Can't tell a tell Can't roll the ball Can't bowl the strike Can't run at all Can't fool the hare Can't skin the cat Can't dance a bit Don't row the boat Can't play the role Don't know the tune Can't trim the tree Can't hold the bowl Can't kill the fowl Don't tell the tale. Hide a lie. Run a mile Taste the bile Fill the basket Now you're moron Now you're mortal That's immoral Jimmy Fallon —that's a turtle. Tell the lie. Hide the fold. Kill the curse; Sail the ark Fill the void Hate the gap Kill the king Tell the tale Tell a lie Hide the [The Festival Project ™] knife. In for life, or what? Info wars at most. Live to tell the tale? Learn to spike the punch Learn to punch the wall Lean up on the door Learn to most of all Shut the fuck up Keep your mouth shut I love New York Give the bad news Put a smile on Oh you gotta love it I get close to nothing once a month And then come back To pull the puffer out the dragon Goddammit what you want me for I learned another lesson Don't devour her All I wanted was Just a sour odor Give the last call I go heroin blind For heroine times And by the time it all gets darker I will have pulled the plug and written on the wall in Permanent marker. ugh. Fuck you. Fuck The Doors. Fuck your chorus. Fuck your archer. Fuck, you found I. I all for her, Shoot the wombat; —But the door shuts on its own Without it getting harder, now. Don't it? Donut. i don't— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I— Belt Buckle Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I don't— Belt buckle— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Okay. I— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I— Belt Buckle Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I don't— Belt buckle— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Can I contour? Not even one episode Or epicenter Even for a lonely I got the warning For your magnitude before So what you want It's just a test Pacific coast Or night crawler Nightmare or Nightfall You swore you won't I do desire not a lover But a hand to hold And father for my own So. Shove it up your Probably want a I don't need disaster warning What you wanted Limoncello Light waves And light gave a damn I have a dance I cave to for And there you are Just a horrible oar, Now I row the boat But you don't disaster Nor could you decide to divorce her Even if I ever worked At Art gallery Organizers God, you wore her sweater Just to make it all seem rather backwards If perchance I ran my hand just over All the soft Love in the world Are you not a dozen roses? To far my flames I gave you my heart Flower Done moving Don't moon Did you really pay the neighbor Just to hate me Haven't you heard On our earth There's turf war? So far, white doves But no lost wolves, Poor pigeons, following Of course you were hard wired I hate not once But all times the hurt Each time I struck Sure I want for California And Equinox saunas And then no more do I run the tub! But for now as I soak and the roach prowls, I get my motion under the water, Sure form and no more fire till the moon comes up who rose at dusk? Likely or lite brawl Sire, You care to hard work But you desire awful I was right in all forms Now I die here Your knife and all you are Feels right as blood pours out I want but only suffer Your call could only burden My tie to fall a lark Cries Out In To Her Arms you fall and I desire I desire I now Have a heart to cry I died, sir. You won. How awful. Just a nugget of truth, This window of lies, A mask so broken And yet in the cracks there, my mirror My shadow My hard times Out to work And off to war And what you wanted No, not outside Inside love But nevermind that Now the blood pours out and sweet, I thank to this relief and finally Rest, I. No longer shall I mourn your love to not And know the guilt is slain in you anew, my heart Dear shadow, youth becomes my blood And dear far cry, Dear boy you, Wait to know me in again another There came and withered and your force Now knows mine, Never end and tethered, There I wait, then Now I blood and dreaming, sleeping in Your pure, Decency. I have strike and so wait my end; And you, go on, Now without my voice. A harp. Welcome to Ecuador. What are you doing here? I grow bananas. Every once in awhile I have you over For a cocktail Or five. Every night I tighten my eyes on you, Thoughts. Every space in time Is just a collar Dog A bark. Every time you call I still come over Though you do not want, I opposite. You see, You are time. I see you now, God. I feel your heart, I Can involve My lips quaking Your worried me My fall, right? Why— I belong in your eye, Why, Heart my home, I, Never go. Never not. Bullet to a gun For to wish I'm not awake And to dream though seek, I call And to worry Wishes swimming Thunder rolls and Hard I fall So wait and weather Weather storm And feather. You know I'm locked, and fault Too consumed by news cameras Noise tied around my, Neck your beck and call My battered back And there is she All I am not And movement, You controller Red and virtuous Are thy neither my friend, Nor foe, Nor narrow and the neck, dripping The feet, and defeated I am in my shallow Your wish is my make her I make thy for glory She the golden trophy, Truth, you will not with, These, you will decanter Encounter; or I slay you in my motion I say your name and sheild thy slain And there you are, a force And here she comes, a brain My greying matter; Your Tuesday, Wednesday She fears me not One, two, four blue eyes I'm nothing now Six blondes, four heartaches I rung, you wanted I eat, you shatter I starve, you know me Then in the waste My waist till not your honor And so, I go And she And she And she And she Eighty five and one divine But all are yours And yours are mine So then. We have killed her. And there, she lay slain, And ye, we rejoice And yet, we became To seize, none has not To breathe, yet remains— The truth comes our time, As body decays. Fuck. I don't think that was it. Nevermind. *fixed it . {Enter The Multiverse} The Complex Collective © [The Festival Project ™] -Ū.

I want to scream at you But even standing at my shoulder length My eye at your chest. You'd be a million miles away Look what I make of you. I have no mistakes left and still The fate of it is that, You have my gratitude, your gracious And yet they eat away At all the things I have And maybe there'll be more of me For now the morbid days are just as caving in as Any other making that we make of it Don't thank me, Just outrank them. Banking on your every moment Effervescent, tragic endings Waiting on your every scent and center Don't disintegrate just yet And now we enter impact Stand for circumstances Do work faster Horror horror Do you know the motive of her Former engines? Motive, motive Steer the plot or rear the message m Fritter fritter Audiences get disinterested So effing quickly. Would you mild or would you mold Or would you wake to fold the eggs into the bacon, Bread, and then tomato— Would you fear her message? Would you quick forget you're on her planet? Surely safe to know But know but knots And no but not again You bought it with your faux and auctions Hallmark cards And feathers fauxes Don't you know The faucet's only running water Oh you're hard predictable And chlorinated Oh the poison Dripping at your ways And wilting at your guilt The James The reckon gestures Reckon, Avery Severed by the check Or just the ever ending Never get there Message to a friend To just keep going When she ends it It is just another death You'll get on with it In the end Never friends. Never. Good I hate you Could you maybe Find me ugly? That's your money in my Every reaching corner Every angling cent And harsh presentations of Skin that's aging and Wages which haven't Coverage to front the Expenses, Crash diets Go broken Ugly cause you're course Everything fits But still empty on the inside I live in shredded Shambles of service But there's no gratitude My breath is only your own And this bread is my headache I haven't a sermon Or diamond Or unworthy Sex appeal And really only Ever off when Only ever on You're still demolishing the board You're still diminishing the severs Yet you neglected Each and every Crevice of this Never ending friendship— But did I ever mention there is a glass slipper For each and every person ever Just to wish one? Did it ever occur to you The circumstances you are under Live for it Or get lost There's really only porridge in her oven If the gas or turning off or over Don't turn over now The resin's covered in the Corvette. Only cause I had to Sense when is it Blood sense. Get laid Don't flinch Get paid Gold finch Get reckless I call spirits north for dinner South for lunch And up for porridge at breakfast I've passed on I've been awake You're mortal girl The one you're on is Really only such a small pond That I should think To cover up With dirt. Start over. —and Skrillex is just in the corner the whole time playing video games. Worst dream ever. But why's Seth Meyer's mad at me? I'm guessing he always was! He's people are just like that All conservative, conformed— Again, it's not your fault It's just uncomfortable! Again I only ever approached it wanting to know If the l broach l fits But even Lucille Ball won't come if I call her— Probably don't even got the right number Code of arms Or helm of awe, huh. Fuck, man. When's Tonight Show in hiatus Need you off the island, off In Prague And out my anus, Don't remind me I've been Jamie Lee Curtis Just recently enough That I miss it. Ugh. I know, I resent that. Find a line to draw Or fly a kite past I'm past my reckoning Just for tonight, The suffering ends Surely not enough to past the time Before my electrolytes fly in But tonight Just tonight I want to dine in my mind Or die alone Without trying to find the light— The neighbor simply seems to follow it. (At least I got her ought to not slam the door now, Police interventions, There really are cause for those.) What is a warfare! Buy me a checkmark! My question mark seems to go off a lot All for it God, You're remarkable I gift a heart or though I out all my crystals in the Rockerfeller plaza But still held on to an amethyst for Dillon Francis? There those eyes are again; I hate to hurt you North; But I'm no mother board Or mother ship Or Mother Earth Broke my focus long enough to call you up, But sure, I'm just short of even past conscious. Nothing's safe for us, you know. One one to call; No code of conduct– No safety in numbers, or color guard No home, and no love in our times For our kind– We're all here now And the wrong time Is all time. {Enter The Multiverse} Do you see me? I don't not see you. Well. Well. I thought there'd be more having to say. There's nothing to say. Not nothing… Nothing. Huh. —unless you say it. I've nothing to say. Then say nothing. The frog croaks, The oak leafs, The custard leaves its corridors The hark leaps The oath melts, The sworn have sworn To never mark. To no remose, To no remark; The carrier, and carry her— The fierce need, For Vegabonds, For every caper read Amen. All is spoken; And all in thought also in words All is listened And all has heard not in her form Stiff. You're horrified. You're horrifying. Sure, but— Brother— Broken— Nothing that I've never heard before Capable. Half-friend. Northerner. Cape cod. Hamptons. Fair straights. Ancient. Sacred. R I T U A L S LEGENDS: R I T U A L S OH GOD. No! NO! NO! It just keeps going! Thank you! Thank God. I thought it was over. You were invoked. I was implicated. Fun fact: Here's the thing. You were murdered. Ah, gains. Why the fuck do I never get to just choose when this happens? Cause you don't. This isn't fair! I watch 2 segments of— STEPHEN COLBERT enters. *shattered. Shithead. STEPHEN COLBERT enters shattered. —I was shattered when I heard about it. What's that? Never you mind. I didn't— I just— asked. He finds his way to the round table in the center of the dark room. He seems twisted; it's as if he's been blindsided. Capable. And still there's nowhere In here The city we share I can go To make the sound Eager to leave my soul As how I know you. Awkward! Just wait. You've been betrayed! I— know that already. Is this your card? {Enter The Multiverse} GET OFF THE TRAIN. — Lil bitz Fool. Why every time I see you, you look guilty. Why. You never look innocent at all. If something went down — I know it was you. Hide a lie; Can't hide a lie Can't tell a tell Can't roll the ball Can't bowl the strike Can't run at all Can't fool the hare Can't skin the cat Can't dance a bit Don't row the boat Can't play the role Don't know the tune Can't trim the tree Can't hold the bowl Can't kill the fowl Don't tell the tale. Hide a lie. Run a mile Taste the bile Fill the basket Now you're moron Now you're mortal That's immoral Jimmy Fallon —that's a turtle. Tell the lie. Hide the fold. Kill the curse; Sail the ark Fill the void Hate the gap Kill the king Tell the tale Tell a lie Hide the [The Festival Project ™] knife. In for life, or what? Info wars at most. Live to tell the tale? Learn to spike the punch Learn to punch the wall Lean up on the door Learn to most of all Shut the fuck up Keep your mouth shut I love New York Give the bad news Put a smile on Oh you gotta love it I get close to nothing once a month And then come back To pull the puffer out the dragon Goddammit what you want me for I learned another lesson Don't devour her All I wanted was Just a sour odor Give the last call I go heroin blind For heroine times And by the time it all gets darker I will have pulled the plug and written on the wall in Permanent marker. ugh. Fuck you. Fuck The Doors. Fuck your chorus. Fuck your archer. Fuck, you found I. I all for her, Shoot the wombat; —But the door shuts on its own Without it getting harder, now. Don't it? Donut. i don't— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I— Belt Buckle Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I don't— Belt buckle— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Okay. I— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I— Belt Buckle Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I don't— Belt buckle— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Can I contour? Not even one episode Or epicenter Even for a lonely I got the warning For your magnitude before So what you want It's just a test Pacific coast Or night crawler Nightmare or Nightfall You swore you won't I do desire not a lover But a hand to hold And father for my own So. Shove it up your Probably want a I don't need disaster warning What you wanted Limoncello Light waves And light gave a damn I have a dance I cave to for And there you are Just a horrible oar, Now I row the boat But you don't disaster Nor could you decide to divorce her Even if I ever worked At Art gallery Organizers God, you wore her sweater Just to make it all seem rather backwards If perchance I ran my hand just over All the soft Love in the world Are you not a dozen roses? To far my flames I gave you my heart Flower Done moving Don't moon Did you really pay the neighbor Just to hate me Haven't you heard On our earth There's turf war? So far, white doves But no lost wolves, Poor pigeons, following Of course you were hard wired I hate not once But all times the hurt Each time I struck Sure I want for California And Equinox saunas And then no more do I run the tub! But for now as I soak and the roach prowls, I get my motion under the water, Sure form and no more fire till the moon comes up who rose at dusk? Likely or lite brawl Sire, You care to hard work But you desire awful I was right in all forms Now I die here Your knife and all you are Feels right as blood pours out I want but only suffer Your call could only burden My tie to fall a lark Cries Out In To Her Arms you fall and I desire I desire I now Have a heart to cry I died, sir. You won. How awful. Just a nugget of truth, This window of lies, A mask so broken And yet in the cracks there, my mirror My shadow My hard times Out to work And off to war And what you wanted No, not outside Inside love But nevermind that Now the blood pours out and sweet, I thank to this relief and finally Rest, I. No longer shall I mourn your love to not And know the guilt is slain in you anew, my heart Dear shadow, youth becomes my blood And dear far cry, Dear boy you, Wait to know me in again another There came and withered and your force Now knows mine, Never end and tethered, There I wait, then Now I blood and dreaming, sleeping in Your pure, Decency. I have strike and so wait my end; And you, go on, Now without my voice. A harp. Welcome to Ecuador. What are you doing here? I grow bananas. Every once in awhile I have you over For a cocktail Or five. Every night I tighten my eyes on you, Thoughts. Every space in time Is just a collar Dog A bark. Every time you call I still come over Though you do not want, I opposite. You see, You are time. I see you now, God. I feel your heart, I Can involve My lips quaking Your worried me My fall, right? Why— I belong in your eye, Why, Heart my home, I, Never go. Never not. Bullet to a gun For to wish I'm not awake And to dream though seek, I call And to worry Wishes swimming Thunder rolls and Hard I fall So wait and weather Weather storm And feather. You know I'm locked, and fault Too consumed by news cameras Noise tied around my, Neck your beck and call My battered back And there is she All I am not And movement, You controller Red and virtuous Are thy neither my friend, Nor foe, Nor narrow and the neck, dripping The feet, and defeated I am in my shallow Your wish is my make her I make thy for glory She the golden trophy, Truth, you will not with, These, you will decanter Encounter; or I slay you in my motion I say your name and sheild thy slain And there you are, a force And here she comes, a brain My greying matter; Your Tuesday, Wednesday She fears me not One, two, four blue eyes I'm nothing now Six blondes, four heartaches I rung, you wanted I eat, you shatter I starve, you know me Then in the waste My waist till not your honor And so, I go And she And she And she And she Eighty five and one divine But all are yours And yours are mine So then. We have killed her. And there, she lay slain, And ye, we rejoice And yet, we became To seize, none has not To breathe, yet remains— The truth comes our time, As body decays. Fuck. I don't think that was it. Nevermind. *fixed it . {Enter The Multiverse} The Complex Collective © [The Festival Project ™] -Ū.

I want to scream at you But even standing at my shoulder length My eye at your chest. You'd be a million miles away Look what I make of you. I have no mistakes left and still The fate of it is that, You have my gratitude, your gracious And yet they eat away At all the things I have And maybe there'll be more of me For now the morbid days are just as caving in as Any other making that we make of it Don't thank me, Just outrank them. Banking on your every moment Effervescent, tragic endings Waiting on your every scent and center Don't disintegrate just yet And now we enter impact Stand for circumstances Do work faster Horror horror Do you know the motive of her Former engines? Motive, motive Steer the plot or rear the message m Fritter fritter Audiences get disinterested So effing quickly. Would you mild or would you mold Or would you wake to fold the eggs into the bacon, Bread, and then tomato— Would you fear her message? Would you quick forget you're on her planet? Surely safe to know But know but knots And no but not again You bought it with your faux and auctions Hallmark cards And feathers fauxes Don't you know The faucet's only running water Oh you're hard predictable And chlorinated Oh the poison Dripping at your ways And wilting at your guilt The James The reckon gestures Reckon, Avery Severed by the check Or just the ever ending Never get there Message to a friend To just keep going When she ends it It is just another death You'll get on with it In the end Never friends. Never. Good I hate you Could you maybe Find me ugly? That's your money in my Every reaching corner Every angling cent And harsh presentations of Skin that's aging and Wages which haven't Coverage to front the Expenses, Crash diets Go broken Ugly cause you're course Everything fits But still empty on the inside I live in shredded Shambles of service But there's no gratitude My breath is only your own And this bread is my headache I haven't a sermon Or diamond Or unworthy Sex appeal And really only Ever off when Only ever on You're still demolishing the board You're still diminishing the severs Yet you neglected Each and every Crevice of this Never ending friendship— But did I ever mention there is a glass slipper For each and every person ever Just to wish one? Did it ever occur to you The circumstances you are under r Live for it Or get lost There's really only porridge in her oven If the gas or turning off or over Don't turn over now The resin's covered in the Corvette. Only cause I had to Sense when is it Blood sense. Get laid Don't flinch Get paid Gold finch Get reckless I call spirits north for dinner South for lunch And up for porridge at breakfast I've passed on I've been awake You're mortal girl The one you're on is Really only such a small pond That I should think To cover up With dirt. Start over. —and Skrillex is just in the corner the whole time playing video games. Worst dream ever. But why's Seth Meyer's mad at me? I'm guessing he always was! He's people are just like that All conservative, conformed— Again, it's not your fault It's just uncomfortable! Again I only ever approached it wanting to know If the l broach l fits But even Lucille Ball won't come if I call her— Probably don't even got the right number Code of arms Or helm of awe, huh. Fuck, man. When's Tonight Show in hiatus Need you off the island, off In Prague And out my anus, Don't remind me I've been Jamie Lee Curtis Just recently enough That I miss it. Ugh. I know, I resent that. Find a line to draw Or fly a kite past I'm past my reckoning Just for tonight, The suffering ends Surely not enough to past the time Before my electrolytes fly in But tonight Just tonight I want to dine in my mind Or die alone Without trying to find the light— The neighbor simply seems to follow it. (At least I got her ought to not slam the door now, Police interventions, There really are cause for those.) What is a warfare! Buy me a checkmark! My question mark seems to go off a lot All for it God, You're remarkable I gift a heart or though I out all my crystals in the Rockerfeller plaza But still held on to an amethyst for Dillon Francis? There those eyes are again; I hate to hurt you North; But I'm no mother board Or mother ship Or Mother Earth Broke my focus long enough to call you up, But sure, I'm just short of even past conscious. Nothing's safe for us, you know. One one to call; No code of conduct– No safety in numbers, or color guard No home, and no love in our times For our kind– We're all here now And the wrong time Is all time. {Enter The Multiverse} Do you see me? I don't not see you. Well. Well. I thought there'd be more having to say. There's nothing to say. Not nothing… Nothing. Huh. —unless you say it. I've nothing to say. Then say nothing. The frog croaks, The oak leafs, The custard leaves its corridors The hark leaps The oath melts, The sworn have sworn To never mark. To no remose, To no remark; The carrier, and carry her— The fierce need, For Vegabonds, For every caper read Amen. All is spoken; And all in thought also in words All is listened And all has heard not in her form Stiff. You're horrified. You're horrifying. Sure, but— Brother— Broken— Nothing that I've never heard before Capable. Half-friend. Northerner. Cape cod. Hamptons. Fair straights. Ancient. Sacred. R I T U A L S LEGENDS: R I T U A L S OH GOD. No! NO! NO! It just keeps going! Thank you! Thank God. I thought it was over. You were invoked. I was implicated. Fun fact: Here's the thing. You were murdered. Ah, gains. Why the fuck do I never get to just choose when this happens? Cause you don't. This isn't fair! I watch 2 segments of— STEPHEN COLBERT enters. *shattered. Shithead. STEPHEN COLBERT enters shattered. —I was shattered when I heard about it. What's that? Never you mind. I didn't— I just— asked. He finds his way to the round table in the center of the dark room. He seems twisted; it's as if he's been blindsided. Capable. And still there's nowhere In here The city we share I can go To make the sound Eager to leave my soul As how I know you. Awkward! Just wait. You've been betrayed! I— know that already. Is this your card? {Enter The Multiverse} GET OFF THE TRAIN. — Lil bitz Fool. Why every time I see you, you look guilty. Why. You never look innocent at all. If something went down — I know it was you. Hide a lie; Can't hide a lie Can't tell a tell Can't roll the ball Can't bowl the strike Can't run at all Can't fool the hare Can't skin the cat Can't dance a bit Don't row the boat Can't play the role Don't know the tune Can't trim the tree Can't hold the bowl Can't kill the fowl Don't tell the tale. Hide a lie. Run a mile Taste the bile Fill the basket Now you're moron Now you're mortal That's immoral Jimmy Fallon —that's a turtle. Tell the lie. Hide the fold. Kill the curse; Sail the ark Fill the void Hate the gap Kill the king Tell the tale Tell a lie Hide the [The Festival Project ™] knife. In for life, or what? Info wars at most. Live to tell the tale? Learn to spike the punch Learn to punch the wall Lean up on the door Learn to most of all Shut the fuck up Keep your mouth shut I love New York Give the bad news Put a smile on Oh you gotta love it I get close to nothing once a month And then come back To pull the puffer out the dragon Goddammit what you want me for I learned another lesson Don't devour her All I wanted was Just a sour odor Give the last call I go heroin blind For heroine times And by the time it all gets darker I will have pulled the plug and written on the wall in Permanent marker. ugh. Fuck you. Fuck The Doors. Fuck your chorus. Fuck your archer. Fuck, you found I. I all for her, Shoot the wombat; —But the door shuts on its own Without it getting harder, now. Don't it? Donut. i don't— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I— Belt Buckle Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I don't— Belt buckle— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Okay. I— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I— Belt Buckle Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Belt buckle. I don't— Belt buckle— Belt buckle. Belt buckle. Can I contour? Not even one episode Or epicenter Even for a lonely I got the warning For your magnitude before So what you want It's just a test Pacific coast Or night crawler Nightmare or Nightfall You swore you won't I do desire not a lover But a hand to hold And father for my own So. Shove it up your Probably want a I don't need disaster warning What you wanted Limoncello Light waves And light gave a damn I have a dance I cave to for And there you are Just a horrible oar, Now I row the boat But you don't disaster Nor could you decide to divorce her Even if I ever worked At Art gallery Organizers God, you wore her sweater Just to make it all seem rather backwards If perchance I ran my hand just over All the soft Love in the world Are you not a dozen roses? To far my flames I gave you my heart Flower Done moving Don't moon Did you really pay the neighbor Just to hate me Haven't you heard On our earth There's turf war? So far, white doves But no lost wolves, Poor pigeons, following Of course you were hard wired I hate not once But all times the hurt Each time I struck Sure I want for California And Equinox saunas And then no more do I run the tub! But for now as I soak and the roach prowls, I get my motion under the water, Sure form and no more fire till the moon comes up who rose at dusk? Likely or lite brawl Sire, You care to hard work But you desire awful I was right in all forms Now I die here Your knife and all you are Feels right as blood pours out I want but only suffer Your call could only burden My tie to fall a lark Cries Out In To Her Arms you fall and I desire I desire I now Have a heart to cry I died, sir. You won. How awful. Just a nugget of truth, This window of lies, A mask so broken And yet in the cracks there, my mirror My shadow My hard times Out to work And off to war And what you wanted No, not outside Inside love But nevermind that Now the blood pours out and sweet, I thank to this relief and finally Rest, I. No longer shall I mourn your love to not And know the guilt is slain in you anew, my heart Dear shadow, youth becomes my blood And dear far cry, Dear boy you, Wait to know me in again another There came and withered and your force Now knows mine, Never end and tethered, There I wait, then Now I blood and dreaming, sleeping in Your pure, Decency. I have strike and so wait my end; And you, go on, Now without my voice. A harp. Welcome to Ecuador. What are you doing here? I grow bananas. Every once in awhile I have you over For a cocktail Or five. Every night I tighten my eyes on you, Thoughts. Every space in time Is just a collar Dog A bark. Every time you call I still come over Though you do not want, I opposite. You see, You are time. I see you now, God. I feel your heart, I Can involve My lips quaking Your worried me My fall, right? Why— I belong in your eye, Why, Heart my home, I, Never go. Never not. Bullet to a gun For to wish I'm not awake And to dream though seek, I call And to worry Wishes swimming Thunder rolls and Hard I fall So wait and weather Weather storm And feather. You know I'm locked, and fault Too consumed by news cameras Noise tied around my, Neck your beck and call My battered back And there is she All I am not And movement, You controller Red and virtuous Are thy neither my friend, Nor foe, Nor narrow and the neck, dripping The feet, and defeated I am in my shallow Your wish is my make her I make thy for glory She the golden trophy, Truth, you will not with, These, you will decanter Encounter; or I slay you in my motion I say your name and sheild thy slain And there you are, a force And here she comes, a brain My greying matter; Your Tuesday, Wednesday She fears me not One, two, four blue eyes I'm nothing now Six blondes, four heartaches I rung, you wanted I eat, you shatter I starve, you know me Then in the waste My waist till not your honor And so, I go And she And she And she And she Eighty five and one divine But all are yours And yours are mine So then. We have killed her. And there, she lay slain, And ye, we rejoice And yet, we became To seize, none has not To breathe, yet remains— The truth comes our time, As body decays. Fuck. I don't think that was it. Nevermind. *fixed it . {Enter The Multiverse} The Complex Collective © [The Festival Project ™] -Ū.

Boise State football opens fall camp Monday morning - all eyes on RB Sire Gaines, Spencer Danielson and Kage Casey talk about Gaines and his "intensity,'' Danielson on how the punter/kicker combination can be more productive in 2025 with Oscar Doyle (P) and Colton Boomer (K), B.J. and a conversation about which players will be captains this season, has anyone watched Happy Gilmore 2 yet (how was it?), massive event hitting downtown Boise on Saturday (and on ESPN SportsCenter on Monday), Bob on Ichiro and this weekend's Baseball Hall of Fame induction ceremonySee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boise State football opens fall camp Monday morning - all eyes on RB Sire Gaines, Spencer Danielson and Kage Casey talk about Gaines and his "intensity,'' Danielson on how the punter/kicker combination can be more productive in 2025 with Oscar Doyle (P) and Colton Boomer (K), B.J. and a conversation about which players will be captains this season, has anyone watched Happy Gilmore 2 yet (how was it?), massive event hitting downtown Boise on Saturday (and on ESPN SportsCenter on Monday), Bob on Ichiro and this weekend's Baseball Hall of Fame induction ceremonySee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boise State football opens fall camp Monday morning - all eyes on RB Sire Gaines, Spencer Danielson and Kage Casey talk about Gaines and his "intensity,'' Danielson on how the punter/kicker combination can be more productive in 2025 with Oscar Doyle (P) and Colton Boomer (K), B.J. and a conversation about which players will be captains this season, has anyone watched Happy Gilmore 2 yet (how was it?), massive event hitting downtown Boise on Saturday (and on ESPN SportsCenter on Monday), Bob on Ichiro and this weekend's Baseball Hall of Fame induction ceremonySee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boise State football coach Spencer Danielson kicked off fall camp with his opening press conference Thursday - what did we learn about his team, Danielson on QB Maddux Madsen and his expectations, will RB Sire Gaines be ready for Monday's opening practice, what Kellen Moore and Ashton Jeanty said at NFL training camps, Hulk Hogan dies - a gut punch for guysSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boise State football coach Spencer Danielson kicked off fall camp with his opening press conference Thursday - what did we learn about his team, Danielson on QB Maddux Madsen and his expectations, will RB Sire Gaines be ready for Monday's opening practice, what Kellen Moore and Ashton Jeanty said at NFL training camps, Hulk Hogan dies - a gut punch for guysSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Boise State football coach Spencer Danielson kicked off fall camp with his opening press conference Thursday - what did we learn about his team, Danielson on QB Maddux Madsen and his expectations, will RB Sire Gaines be ready for Monday's opening practice, what Kellen Moore and Ashton Jeanty said at NFL training camps, Hulk Hogan dies - a gut punch for guysSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In 1429, a man, fleeing for his life, goes through a door that will let him in but not out, and finds himself in the hands of a host who makes most unusual dem Read more ...

Who wants to go on a game show to find their true love (or at least the person they're supposed to marry due to tradition)? Captain Ryker Waterborn and Brynleigh do! While Ryker is actually seeking marriage, companionship, and love, Brynleigh is there for revenge against Ryker. Believing that he is the reason her entire family is dead, Brynleigh devotes her time in the dating games to make sure Ryker falls in love and chooses her to marry, so that on the night of their marriage, she'll kill him. But when she's confused about the truth, does she dare betray her very powerful Sire's to destroy Ryker's command? We don't know! Seriously, this is a cliffhanger. So, if you like those, listen here. ***We would love and appreciate it if you could subscribe, rate & review! Follow us @ShhhDirtyBooks on FB & IG as well as on our website at ShhhDirtyBooks.com. Thank you for joining us!*** Music by Jim Townsend

This show features a live recording of my performance at Vintage Industrial Bar in Zagreb, where I opened for a band called Bad Daughter. Due to the mix's length, I included additional tracks. The mix starts with "sve se kretalo i sve je stalo.", my first solo release. At the end, you'll hear a piece I created with my girlfriend, Timna Bjažević, for her college project, followed by "Crème Brûlée," a track made for a VA compilation for Festival GROUNDED, closing out the mix. Tracklist: tonota - sve se kretalo i sve je stalo. tonota x varboska - le pank non mort 3 N/OBE - Will You Let Go, Sire (tonota remix) piano improvisation - 1 min Tebe nema, jao srcu mome (Without you, Oh my poor heart) live improvisation tonota x Summer Krinsky - Not the same tonota x Summer Krinsky - Mountains tonota x Summer Krinsky - Moment tonota feat. Julijana Lešić - Odkad seke nismo zapjevale Outro of the set tonota x Timna Bjažević - Canibal tonota - Crème Brûlée

his Tuesday, the Race of the Day is the Hazel Wright Sire Stakes at Assiniboia Downs. Tune in as Ashley Mailloux offers her analysis.

This episode is another retina-focused EyeNovation episode featuring Prof. Robyn Guymer who presented an in-depth discussion on the SIRE sign, assessment of visual function in Geographic atrophy and also current GA trials and treatments.   YouTube link: https://youtu.be/p-R4_OsuGKE  

Prater and Mallory discuss Sire Gaines and the Boise State running back room with B.J. Rains (BNN Report/Bronco Nation News), Saints insider Ross Jackson on Kellen Moore following his first two months of camp, Father's Day memories with our listeners, NBA and NHL finals are getting intense, Baseball with Bob has Behler getting us ready for the College World SeriesSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Prater and Mallory discuss Sire Gaines and the Boise State running back room with B.J. Rains (BNN Report/Bronco Nation News), Saints insider Ross Jackson on Kellen Moore following his first two months of camp, Father's Day memories with our listeners, NBA and NHL finals are getting intense, Baseball with Bob has Behler getting us ready for the College World SeriesSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

It looks like Missouri's legislature has a plan to present to try and keep the Royals and Chiefs in the state... will it work? Brenden and Andy discuss whether they would care to see either team move to Kansas or not. Plus, Dam That Sire before the Belmont Stakes this weekend!

Désiré Doué, tout juste 20 ans mardi, revient en équipe de France auréolé du titre de meilleur joueur de la finale de Ligue des champions et aspire déjà à un rôle important en Bleu, bien qu'il ne compte qu'une sélection avant la demi-finale de Ligue des nations contre l'Espagne. Le nouveau prodige du football français a reçu son plus beau cadeau d'anniversaire en avance, la "coupe aux grandes oreilles". Avec deux buts, une passe décisive et des gestes de classe, le numéro 14 a été l'un des grands artisans du triomphe du PSG contre l'Inter Milan (5-0). Distribué par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Invité, fonction, était l'invité de François Sorel dans Tech & Co, la quotidienne, ce jeudi 24 septembre. Il/Elle [est revenu(e) / a abordé / s'est penché(e) sur] [SUJET] sur BFM Business. Retrouvez l'émission du lundi au jeudi et réécoutez la en podcast.

Hii leo jaridani tunaangazia haki za kibinadamu za raia nchini Uganda, na simulizi ya mkimbizi nchini Mexico ambaye alikimbia machafuko nchini mwake Haiti. Makala tunakwenda nchini Kenya na mashinani nchini Ethiopia, kulikoni?Kamishna Mkuu wa Haki za Binadamu wa Umoja wa Mataifa , Volker Türk, leo Ijumaa mjini Geneva, Uswisi kupitia msemaji wake ameelezea wasiwasi wake kuhusu kupitishwa kwa muswada uliopendekezwa na Bunge la Uganda unaoruhusu raia kuhukumiwa katika mahakama za kijeshi.Wakati raia wa Haiti Giovanni Rotschild alipowasili Mexico mwaka 2022 baada ya safari ndefu isiyo na uhakika kutoka nchi mwake kulikosheheni ghasia, hakufahamu mtu yeyote wala hakuzungumza kabisa lugha ya kispanyola. Lakinialipata msaada kumwezesha kujenga upya maisha na kupata jamii mpya.Makala tukielekea siku ya kandanda, kabumbu au mpira wa miguu duniani itakayoadhimishwa Jumapili wiki hii Mei 25 ikibeba maudhui nguvu ya kdandanda katika kuleta mabadiliko tuabisha hodi Nairobi Kenya ambapo leo Mkurugenzi Mkuu wa shirika la Global Youth Forum linalounganisha vijana Kenya kwa lengo la kutokomeza umasikini na kuishi maisha bora kupitia michezo mbalimbali ikiwemo kandanda akizungumza na Idhaa hii ya Kiswahili anaeleza umuhimu wa kandanda katika ajenda ya Umoja wa Mataifa ya maendeleo endelevu.Na katika mashinani, fursa ni yake Hola msichana mwenye umri wa miaka 15 kutoka wilaya ya Sire nchini  Ethiopia ambaye  kutokana na mafunzo ya stadi za maisha ya Shirika la Umoja wa Mataifa la Kuhudumia Watoto UNICEF yanayoungwa mkono na asasi ya kupinga ndoa za utotoni ya GPChild Marriage ameweza kuepuka ndoa za utotoni na sasa anatumia mafunzo hayo kutahadharisha na kulinda wenzake.Mwenyeji wako ni Assumpta Massoi, karibu!

Herby Lutz, jersey development manager, and Marc Bolen, dairy sire marketing coordinator, discuss some of the top ranking young sires of the Jersey breed from the April 2025 sire summaries. Listen as they highlight high-interest (GForce™)  sires and give a preview of new and exciting sires that will be added to the lineup in coming months.

Despite all the bad blood, there's still something to be said about the bond between Sire and Childe...Support our players:Alana aka Cassian - https://spectralcraft.ca/Chad aka Antonio - https://twitch.tv/chad8472Lee aka Iris - https://linktr.ee/beeghostyyRaven aka Jaeson - https://www.twitch.tv/raven_tree7Valencia aka Demetrienne - https://www.twitch.tv/ultravalencia and for their book - https://a.co/d/9AxCdH8Music: The Embrace and Bloody Castle by Ivan Duch (https://ivanduch.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ Get bonus content on Patreon Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Andy and Brenden discuss the Chiefs 2025-2026 Schedule. Plus, they prepare for the 2025 Preakness Stakes with Dam That Sire!

Hosts Jim DeRogatis and Greg Kot pay tribute to the late singer, songwriter and musician David Thomas. They do a deep dive on his career and life, discussing his music with Pere Ubu and Rocket from the Tombs.Join our Facebook Group: https://bit.ly/3sivr9TBecome a member on Patreon: https://bit.ly/3slWZvcSign up for our newsletter: https://bit.ly/3eEvRnGMake a donation via PayPal: https://bit.ly/3dmt9lUSend us a Voice Memo: Desktop: bit.ly/2RyD5Ah Mobile: sayhi.chat/soundops Featured Songs:Pere Ubu, "Non-Alignment Pact," The Modern Dance, Plan 9, 1978The Beatles, "With A Little Help From My Friends," Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, Parlophone, 1967Pere Ubu, "Babylonian Warehouses (Live on Sound Opinions)," Why I Hate Women, Smog Veil, 2006Dead Boys, "Ain't It Fun," We Have Come for Your Children, Sire, 1978Pere Ubu, "30 Seconds Over Tokyo," 30 Seconds Over Tokyo (Single), Hearthan, 1975Dead Boys, "Sonic Reducer," Young, Loud and Snotty, Sire, 1977Rocket from the Tombs, "Amphetamine (Live)," The Day the Earth Met Rocket from the Tombs (Live From Punk Ground Zero, Cleveland 1975), Smog Veil, 2002Pere Ubu, "Laughing," The Modern Dance, Blank, 1978Pere Ubu, "Humor Me," The Modern Dance, Blank, 1978Pere Ubu, "Dub Housing," Dub Housing, Chysalis, 1978Pere Ubu, "Caligari's Mirror," Dub Housing, Chysalis, 1978Pere Ubu, "(Pa) Ubu Dance Party," Dub Housing, Chysalis, 1978Pere Ubu, "Navvy," Dub Housing, Chysalis, 1978Pere Ubu, "Waiting For Mary," Cloudland, Fontana, 1989Pere Ubu, "George Had a Hat," The Tenement Year, Enigma, 1988Rocket from the Tombs, "Sonic Reducer," The Day the Earth Met Rocket from the Tombs (Live From Punk Ground Zero, Cleveland 1975), Smog Veil, 2002Pere Ubu, "Caroleen (Live on Sound Opinions)," Why I Hate Women, Smog Veil, 2006Arvella Gray, "John Henry," I Blueskvarter Chicago 1964, Volume Two, Jefferson, 2000See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

We finally got over the hump of the less inspired bosses! In part 4 we tackle the 2nd batch of slayer bosses, an addition to Kourend, and our first F2P boss!   Call in on Speakpipe and leave us a voice message! Join the community discord: www.Discord.gg/Wilderness  You can support the show at: www.Patreon.com/TheWildernessPodcast  Come hangout in-game in our clan 'Wild' Get in touch with us at TheWildernessPodcast@gmail.com

Brian, Blake, and Richard are back for Episode 558 of the Chasing Tone Podcast - Corey Congilio preaches the blues and takes on a great white shark The guys are joined by the awesome Corey Congilio for this special episode and we start of with old dad jokes and terrible blues anecdotes. Corey has some new music out and he tells us about the challenges he faced becoming a frontman having been a legendary sideman with so many great acts. Brian and Corey share a passion for online teaching and so it would be impossible to not cover this aspect of Corey's career. This turns into a historical look at how this evolved for Corey and there are some great industry insights as well as a wealth of tips for any content creators and blues players.We talk gear from all levels of the budget range and we dig into Corey's personal tastes and his Vintage guitar collection. He has an honest appraisal of what makes a great guitar and digs deep into his love of Bigsby equipped guitars.Wherever you are on your guitar journey you are gonna love this very special episode!Brothers Osborne, Fishman, Gear demos, Brian's Whiteboard, Collings, Sire...it's all in this week's Chasing Tone!Listen to "She's Like The Weather" Check out Corey's website WorkingClassGuitar.com! We are on Patreon now too!Support the show (https://www.patreon.com/chasingtonepodcast)Awesome Course, Merch and DIY mods:https://www.guitarpedalcourse.com/https://www.wamplerdiy.com/Find us at:https://www.wamplerpedals.com/https://www.instagram.com/WamplerPedals/https://www.facebook.com/groups/wamplerfanpage/Youtube:https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCdVrg4Wl3vjIxonABn6RfWwContact us at: podcast@wamplerpedals.comSupport the show

Once upon a time, a king met a sage, and the king lived around those who always agreed with him, saying, "Yes, Sire, you're correct," and it's possible to have a sense of always being right, and then wanting to have everybody agree with you and condescend. So he had a tinge of that even when he met the sage. So the king, upon meeting the sage, there in a place that seemed a little desolate, when other people there said, "Who are you?" to the sage. And when the sage detected that sense of ego in the king, to impart wisdom to him, he replied something that seemed unusual. Because he was a sage, maybe antithetical to being a king, and he said, "I am a king." Surprising, right? The sage saying "I'm a king." So let's see what happens. (0:38:44) ------------------------------------------------------------ To connect with His Grace Vaiśeṣika Dāsa, please visit https://www.fanthespark.com/next-steps/ask-vaisesika-dasa/ ------------------------------------------------------------ Add to your wisdom literature collection: https://iskconsv.com/book-store/ https://www.bbtacademic.com/books/ https://thefourquestionsbook.com/ ------------------------------------------------------------ Join us live on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/FanTheSpark/ Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/sound-bhakti/id1132423868 For the latest videos, subscribe https://www.youtube.com/@FanTheSpark For the latest in SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/fan-the-spark ------------------------------------------------------------ #vaisesikaprabhu #vaisesikadasa #vaisesikaprabhulectures #spirituality #bhaktiyoga #krishna #spiritualpurposeoflife #krishnaspirituality #spiritualusachannel #whybhaktiisimportant #whyspiritualityisimportant #vaisesika #spiritualconnection #thepowerofspiritualstudy #selfrealization #spirituallectures #spiritualstudy #spiritualexperience #spiritualpurposeoflife #spiritualquestions #spiritualquestionsanswered #trendingspiritualtopics #fanthespark #spiritualpowerofmeditation #spiritualgrowthlessons #secretsofspirituality #spiritualteachersonyoutube #spiritualhabits #spiritualclarity #bhagavadgita #srimadbhagavatam #spiritualbeings #kttvg #keepthetranscendentalvibrationgoing #spiritualpurpose #successsadhana

Throughout music history and across genres, artists have made drinking songs. From buoyant and rowdy to reflective and moody, hosts Jim DeRogatis and Greg Kot share some of their favorites. They also review the new album from Sharon Van Etten.Join our Facebook Group: https://bit.ly/3sivr9TBecome a member on Patreon: https://bit.ly/3slWZvcSign up for our newsletter: https://bit.ly/3eEvRnGMake a donation via PayPal: https://bit.ly/3dmt9lUSend us a Voice Memo: Desktop: bit.ly/2RyD5Ah Mobile: sayhi.chat/soundops Featured Songs:Fear, "More Beer," More Beer, Restless, 1985The Beatles, "With A Little Help From My Friends," Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, Parlophone, 1967Sharon Van Etten, "Live Forever," Sharon Van Etten & The Attachment Theory, Jagjaguwar, 2025Sharon Van Etten, "Trouble," Sharon Van Etten & The Attachment Theory, Jagjaguwar, 2025Sharon Van Etten, "Indio," Sharon Van Etten & The Attachment Theory, Jagjaguwar, 2025Sharon Van Etten, "I Want You Here," Sharon Van Etten & The Attachment Theory, Jagjaguwar, 2025Sharon Van Etten, "Somethin' Ain't Right," Sharon Van Etten & The Attachment Theory, Jagjaguwar, 2025Three 6 Mafia, "Sippin on Some Syrup," Three 6 Mafia - Poppin' My Collar - Single, Loud, 2006Nina Simone, "Lilac Wine," Wild is the Wind, The Verve Music Group, 1966The Rolling Stones, "Salt of the Earth," Beggars Banquet, Decca, 1968Beastie Boys, "Brass Monkey," Licensed to Ill, Def Jam, 1986Midland, "Drinkin' Problem," On the Rocks, Big Machine, 2017Kendrick Lamar, "Swimming Pools (Drank)," good kid, m.A.A.d city, Top Dawg Entertainment, 2012Snoop Dogg, "Gin and Juice," Doggystyle, Death Row, Interscope and Atlantic, 1994The Replacements, "Here Comes a Regular," Tim, Sire, 1985The Champs, "Tequila," Go, Champs, Go!, Challenge, 1958Jamie Foxx, "Blame It (feat. T-Pain)," Intuition, J, 2008Against Me!, "T.S.R.," As The Eternal Cowboy, Fat Wreck Chords, 2003Chumbawamba, "Tubthumping," Tubthumper, Republic, 1997Louis Prima and Keely Smith, "One Mint Julep," Breaking It Up!, Columbia, 1958The Kinks, "Alcohol," Muswell Hillbillies, RCA Victor, 1971Thin Lizzy, "Whiskey in the Jar," Single, Decca, 1972Kris Kristofferson, "Sunday Mornin' Coming Down," Kristofferson, Monument, 1970Lou Reed, "Underneath the Bottle," The Blue Mask, RCA Victor, 1982Darkside, "Graucha Max," Nothing, Matador, 2025See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.