Podcasts about Swallowing

This Friday will see the annual Oyster Swallowing Competition take place, as part of the Ballylongford Oyster Festival in Kerry. The festival is struggling however to attract women competitors and is currently calling all female oyster enthusiasts to participate…Joining Seán to discuss is Marie Hanrahan O'Neill, PRO of the Ballylongford Oyster Festival…

This Friday will see the annual Oyster Swallowing Competition take place, as part of the Ballylongford Oyster Festival in Kerry. The festival is struggling however to attract women competitors and is currently calling all female oyster enthusiasts to participate…Joining Seán to discuss is Marie Hanrahan O'Neill, PRO of the Ballylongford Oyster Festival…

In this Mission Matters episode, Adam Torres interviews Muna Yassin, winner of the pitch competition hosted at Grant Cardone's headquarters. Muna shares the origin of her invention Pill Pal, a device inspired by her grandmother's struggle with taking pills. From 3D-printing her prototype to winning $6,000 in funding, Muna is on a mission to improve lives and bring her product to pharmacies and nursing homes. Follow Adam on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/askadamtorres/ for up to date information on book releases and tour schedule. Apply to be a guest on our podcast: https://missionmatters.lpages.co/podcastguest/ Visit our website: https://missionmatters.com/ More FREE content from Mission Matters here: https://linktr.ee/missionmattersmedia Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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Today I unpack part of my story that is really just beginning. Many people around me know that I don't drink alcohol. I often say something like "I quit drinking a while back."But it's only been recently that I realized that there's a difference between "quitting" and "recovering".This revelation came as I faced down the constant specters of anxiety and depression, and realized that...1.) Swallowing more and different chemicals, pharmaceutical or otherwise, didn't feel like a solution.2.) I can't and don't care to do this alone.

 A wife surrenders her clothes during treasure hunt. By sharedare. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. One of my hubby's closest buddies had flown in from Phoenix to spend the weekend with us. Jay and Hubby had grown up together and, up until a few years ago, the two had always lived in the same neighborhood. Moving up the corporate ladder eventually required Jay to relocate to Arizona, but he and hubby had remained as close as ever.It was Friday night, and the three of us were enjoying a casual evening of wine and conversation. As the night wore on, we somehow ended up talking about jewelry, and my desire to upgrade the diamond in my wedding ring. Hubby and I had often discussed the idea of upgrading to a full karat. Unfortunately, the price had always been more than we could reasonably afford. And so went the discussion that night, only this time it included Jay. I had consumed just enough wine to make me a little goofy, so I wasn't too surprised by myself when I remarked to hubby and Jay that I should work the streets for a day or two to raise money for my diamond. Both Jay and hubby were all for the idea, urging me to hop into a mini-skirt and get to work. Jay said I definitely had the body for it. We all laughed and soon the conversation turned to other topics. The following day, hubby and Jay were up and out of the house early, heading downtown on what they described as a “secret mission”. Although they returned home about six hours later, they refused to divulge the purpose of their trip. It seemed as though we were going to spend our Saturday night, as we had the previous night, sampling a new collection of California wines, feasting on barbecue, and otherwise enjoying the warm night air. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to me, except that hubby wasn't partaking in any wine, claiming that he had a slight upset stomach. I should have been more suspicious, especially since his upset stomach didn't seem to affect his appetite for steak. At about 10pm, having already consumed quite a few glasses of wine, Jay and hubby finally sprung their surprise on me. They said they had decided to split the cost of a one-karat diamond for me, but that I had to agree to play a little game in order to “win” my jewel. I didn't know exactly what to expect, but I decided to hear them out on their plan. Jay explained that he and hubby had purchased a gift card with which I could purchase my diamond. He went on to say that all I had to do was go on a treasure hunt to find four purple marbles. Hubby chimed in and said that he and Jay had hidden the marbles in four separate locations, and that they would drive me to each location and tell me where to retrieve each marble. Before I could ask what the catch was, Jay, an impish grin on his face, explained that I would be required to leave one article of clothing behind in exchange for each marble. He also said that, to play the game, I had to limit myself to only four pieces of clothing, not including my shoes. And my shoes, he explained, had to be the highest-heeled footwear I owned. I continued sipping my wine as I considered the offer made by these two screwballs. I really didn't mind Jay seeing me in my birthday suit, but I wasn't sure just how adventurous this game was going to be. Neither hubby nor Jay would give me any clues on the locations of the marbles, but they did emphasize that if I didn't retrieve all the marbles, or if I failed to leave an article of clothing at each discovery site, they would cash in the card and get their money back. In the end, the wine gave me the courage I needed to take them up on their dare. After donning a t-shirt, gym shorts, and a pair of four-inch high-heeled black boots, we headed off to town (town, by the way, is Reno, Nevada). I demanded that no photos or video be taken. Reno is a small city and believe me, word gets around. I locked up their phones and mine in a small lock box and slid it under my front passenger seat. Jay sat in the back while hubby drove. Our first destination was a Bartley Ranch Park on the south outskirts of town. It was fairly close to our neighborhood. As I peered out the window from my seat, I could see that the park was fairly well lighted, and only a few people seemed to be in the area. From the back seat, Jay handed me a 3X5 card that told me that I could find my first marble taped underneath the picnic table located under a gazebo, close to the river. Looking across the park, I could see the river running along the opposite side of the park from the parking lot. Mustering up some courage, I opened the door and headed out across the grass. The picnic table I was looking for was about 100 yards from the car, and the only other people in the park were off to the side. Finding and retrieving the marble was no problem at all, but I hesitated when it came time to pull off my shirt. I looked around the park and saw that nobody seemed to be paying any attention to me. Taking in a deep breath, I pulled off my shirt, tossed it under the table, and started off back to hubby, Jay, and the security of our car. I had decided that it would be better to walk quickly, than run and bring extra attention to myself. Besides, as athletic as I was, the 4″ heels and my tipsy champagne-induced condition would likely result in a nasty spill, drawing even more attention, if not intervention. About halfway across the grass, the sound of a few catcalls made me pick up my pace a bit. The warm summer air felt good and I guess I was more worried about getting mugged than being seen in my bra. I nearly stumbled when my heels caught a clump of grass. Jay and hubby were both applauding and cheering as I reentered the car. I played it cool, and didn't let on how nervous I was. Besides, we were already moving on to our second destination. Hubby next wheeled the car into a parking spot on the side of a gas station/convenience store. At first I thought they would tell me to actually go inside the store, so I was relieved when the card Jay handed me directed me to walk around to the back of the building, enter the women's restroom, and retrieve my marble from inside the hand towel dispenser. Looking around and seeing nobody near us, I slipped out of the car and made my way around the building. Thankfully, nobody was there and I quickly stepped into the restroom. Popping open the dispenser, I grabbed my marble and replaced it with my gym shorts. Standing in the bathroom in my bra and panties, I cracked open the door to find that the coast was clear. Seeing it was, I headed back to the security of the car.   As I had rounded the corner of the building, I saw there was a guy pumping gas. Distracted by my plight, I again almost took a spill as I stepped off the curb in those damned heels, resulting in an ungracious public ‘titty-wiggle' in front of the car. Jay and hubby were cheering as I jumped into the front seat.  but the guy pumping gas had his back to me, so my trip went undetected. Once settled back in the car, Jay popped open a bottle of champagne and poured us each a glass. He said that he thought I could use a little more “courage” to prepare for the final two stages of the great treasure hunt. As we sat in the parking lot sipping champagne, a van pulled in alongside us, on my side of the car. The driver, an older man, definitely did the “double take” as he stepped past my window. I actually considered flashing one of my tits at him, but he turned and made his way into the store before I could. Jay and hubby chuckled as we backed out and headed off for destination number three. On the way, hubby reached over and began rubbing my pussy through my panties. I didn't realize how sexually aroused I had become with the night's antics until his hand touched my little red beaver. It was then that I realized I was already wet, and getting wetter by the second. While momentarily stopped at an intersection, Jay reached over the seatback and began massaging my breasts. We had never included Jay in any of our sexual adventures, so I was a bit surprised at his boldness. But I didn't object. It all felt very erotic, and I could feel that I was well on my way to an orgasm. I was so distracted, that it took me a moment to realize that a muni bus had pulled up alongside us. The intersection was well lighted and the driver had to be able to see everything going on in the car. Still, I didn't try to stop hubby and Jay from continuing to paw at me. We quickly moved off as the light changed, no doubt leaving the bus driver with some great images to get through the rest of his shift with. Our third destination was at Keystone Square shopping mall. Hubby parked the car in a donut shop parking lot, next to a bank. The mall was closed and we were the only car in the parking lot. Once again, Jay handed me a card, which directed me to retrieve my marble from the side of the ATM located in front of the bank. Exiting the car, I made my way across the asphalt lot and 5 drive-thru lanes, to reach the bank. Again, the marble was easy to locate. After confirming that there was nobody around, I slipped off my bra, freeing my c-cup titties from their restraints. I thought to myself, some bank guy is going to get a great boob shot when he reviews the surveillance videos that I know protect most ATM's. Crossing back over the drive-thru lanes, wearing only panties and high-heels, I was really starting to get brave (or maybe just drunk). Instead of immediately returning to the car, I stopped and waived to Jay and hubby. I even turned around, bent over, and flashed a ‘moon' at the two. My daring behavior was suddenly rewarded when the mall security guy came around the corner in his little pickup truck. I had barely stepped out onto the drive-thru when he pulled up to me and stopped. All I could see was the shadow of a head behind the steering wheel. I thought about trying to cover up, but it was useless. Instead, I smiled and waved, and continued across the lot to the car. Since I was no longer on bank property, the guard never said a word, he just watched me slide into the car, and drive away.  Public exposure is still a violation of city ordinances. Add to that a public drunkenness misdemeanor, and I was risking a night in the county lockup. Both the guys were laughing and cheering as we drove off. Once again, Jay handed me more champagne as we sped along to our final destination. This part of the journey took us to the other side of town. I am sure that at least a dozen drivers got an eyeful as they spied my bare boobies through the passenger window. Jay seemed to relish in the parade. He definitely seemed to like driving in the inside lane. By then I was really feeling the buzz of the champagne. Working our way to the north side of the city, hubby eventually pulled onto 8th street where it paralleled the highway. Hubby pulled over and parked on the left side, right on the corner of Sierra & 8th. The street was actually elevated above the highway and Sierra Avenue passed over the highway without the usual high arched overpass. Looking around, I could not see any obvious locations where my two tormentors would have concealed the fourth and final marble. Jay tapped on my shoulder and handed me the last card. The card directed me to cross south, over the entire overpass and recover the marble, which was taped underneath the handrail on the opposite side of the overpass. I looked across the overpass and saw that it spanned 6 highway lanes plus a large median. It had to be at least 150 yards to the other side. I tried to consider my options at this point, pondering whether or not I could make the round-trip trek without being seen, and knowing that the return trip would be without a stitch of clothing. Both Jay and hubby had a hopeful look in their faces that told me they would both blow their wads before I returned to the car, if I had the guts to get that last marble. Swallowing the remnants of my champagne, I resolved to get the last marble and win my new diamond. It was well past midnight and traffic on the highway seemed light. The streets immediately around us seemed completely devoid of any foot or vehicle traffic. I had plenty of liquid courage to back me up, and I was incredibly turned on by the prospect of walking the streets of Reno naked for a quarter mile, round trip. I reached over and grabbed hubby's crotch, gave it a squeeze, and told him he better be ready to “put out” when I got back. The bastard already had a hard-on, and his face was consumed by a wide grin. With a final look around the area, I stepped out of the car and started my trek across the overpass. My gait was swift, and the night air had cooled, causing my nipples to stiffen, and stand out so far you could hang a coat on each nipple. The walk across seemed endless, but finally I made it to the other side without incident. Once again, the marble was exactly where the card said it would be. After freeing the marble from the tape, I stepped out of my panties and hung them on the end of the railing. Now it was time for the return trip. As you might imagine, there was absolutely no concealment on the overpass. I was naked and completely exposed to anyone who might drive or walk by. But I held the final purple marble in my hand! It was soon to be replaced with a huge diamond, and that pleasurable thought led to a sudden outburst of dancing, high on the bridge overlooking 8 lanes of well-lit urban highway. The night air tingled as it slid past my exposed pussy lips. My thick red-haired bush was already wet from the evening's antics, and hubby's skilled fingers. Nearing the halfway point on the overpass, I realized a taxi had just turned onto the avenue two blocks up, and coming my way. But there was nothing I could do. There was nowhere to hide, and nothing to cover myself up with. As the taxi neared, I could feel myself trembling – a combination of fear and sexual pleasure. I decided to just keep walking proudly, no matter what. The taxi sped along towards me at a normal speed; until the driver realized what he was seeing in his headlights. He almost locked up the breaks as he slowed to get a better look. I flipped him a glance, smiled, and just kept walking. I could feel the juices flowing from my pussy, a trickle even found its way down the inside of my leg. I thought for a moment that the driver would stop and jump out of his cab, but instead, after a thorough observation he continued on his way, no doubt with happier thoughts on his mind. I had been focusing on the taxi cab, which seemed to take several minutes yet was only about 20 seconds; and in doing so, I had not realized that there were suddenly now some pedestrians on the bridge ahead of me. Straining to look ahead, it appeared as though a man and woman were approaching. All I could tell was that they were holding hands. My heart really began to race as I closed on the couple, my swaying tits waving happily at them. What would they do or say? The couple turned out to be two college-aged kids. When they saw me, they stopped dead in their tracks and watched me approach. While the young man seemed to be absorbed with staring at my pussy, the girl incredulously asked what I was doing. I paused long enough to explain that I was responding to a dare from my hubby. Champagne certainly does wonders for one's courage. The couple seemed duly impressed, so off I walked, leaving the couple standing on the bridge behind me, watching my ass jiggle as I walked away. By the time I reached the car, a bus could have driven by and I wouldn't have batted an eyelash. I was so horny and pumped up when I got into the car, I would have let hubby spread me across the hood of the car and make love to me right there on the street, if he would have suggested it. Instead, we took off southward and went downtown to the Reno Arch. This 5th stop was my idea, because I wanted a photo to commemorate this night. I had the pleasure of further exposing myself to other motorists, as my clothes were now spread the length of Reno. I was now reasonably drunk and I wanted something to remember my diamond quest by. I retrieved my phone & handed it to Jay as hubby was approaching Virginia Avenue along Commercial Row. We turned left & pulled over just north of the Downtown Reno Arch. As I got out, walked around the front of the car, then into the road & walked toward the famous neon sign which spans over the downtown street. Jay snapped several pics in rapid succession, Tourists under the arch started looking at me and whistling, so I waved. Within 20 seconds Jay said he had plenty of good pics, so I darted back in my front seat and hubby took us home. Hubby and Jay continued to play with me, keeping me insanely horny until we got home. What happened after that is another story. It suffices to say that, in addition to experiencing one of the most erotic public-nudity adventures of my life, I also won my new diamond, which will always remind me of my “night of nudity” in Reno!   By sharedare, for Literotica

 A wife surrenders her clothes during treasure hunt. By sharedare. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. One of my hubby's closest buddies had flown in from Phoenix to spend the weekend with us. Jay and Hubby had grown up together and, up until a few years ago, the two had always lived in the same neighborhood. Moving up the corporate ladder eventually required Jay to relocate to Arizona, but he and hubby had remained as close as ever.It was Friday night, and the three of us were enjoying a casual evening of wine and conversation. As the night wore on, we somehow ended up talking about jewelry, and my desire to upgrade the diamond in my wedding ring. Hubby and I had often discussed the idea of upgrading to a full karat. Unfortunately, the price had always been more than we could reasonably afford. And so went the discussion that night, only this time it included Jay. I had consumed just enough wine to make me a little goofy, so I wasn't too surprised by myself when I remarked to hubby and Jay that I should work the streets for a day or two to raise money for my diamond. Both Jay and hubby were all for the idea, urging me to hop into a mini-skirt and get to work. Jay said I definitely had the body for it. We all laughed and soon the conversation turned to other topics. The following day, hubby and Jay were up and out of the house early, heading downtown on what they described as a “secret mission”. Although they returned home about six hours later, they refused to divulge the purpose of their trip. It seemed as though we were going to spend our Saturday night, as we had the previous night, sampling a new collection of California wines, feasting on barbecue, and otherwise enjoying the warm night air. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to me, except that hubby wasn't partaking in any wine, claiming that he had a slight upset stomach. I should have been more suspicious, especially since his upset stomach didn't seem to affect his appetite for steak. At about 10pm, having already consumed quite a few glasses of wine, Jay and hubby finally sprung their surprise on me. They said they had decided to split the cost of a one-karat diamond for me, but that I had to agree to play a little game in order to “win” my jewel. I didn't know exactly what to expect, but I decided to hear them out on their plan. Jay explained that he and hubby had purchased a gift card with which I could purchase my diamond. He went on to say that all I had to do was go on a treasure hunt to find four purple marbles. Hubby chimed in and said that he and Jay had hidden the marbles in four separate locations, and that they would drive me to each location and tell me where to retrieve each marble. Before I could ask what the catch was, Jay, an impish grin on his face, explained that I would be required to leave one article of clothing behind in exchange for each marble. He also said that, to play the game, I had to limit myself to only four pieces of clothing, not including my shoes. And my shoes, he explained, had to be the highest-heeled footwear I owned. I continued sipping my wine as I considered the offer made by these two screwballs. I really didn't mind Jay seeing me in my birthday suit, but I wasn't sure just how adventurous this game was going to be. Neither hubby nor Jay would give me any clues on the locations of the marbles, but they did emphasize that if I didn't retrieve all the marbles, or if I failed to leave an article of clothing at each discovery site, they would cash in the card and get their money back. In the end, the wine gave me the courage I needed to take them up on their dare. After donning a t-shirt, gym shorts, and a pair of four-inch high-heeled black boots, we headed off to town (town, by the way, is Reno, Nevada). I demanded that no photos or video be taken. Reno is a small city and believe me, word gets around. I locked up their phones and mine in a small lock box and slid it under my front passenger seat. Jay sat in the back while hubby drove. Our first destination was a Bartley Ranch Park on the south outskirts of town. It was fairly close to our neighborhood. As I peered out the window from my seat, I could see that the park was fairly well lighted, and only a few people seemed to be in the area. From the back seat, Jay handed me a 3X5 card that told me that I could find my first marble taped underneath the picnic table located under a gazebo, close to the river. Looking across the park, I could see the river running along the opposite side of the park from the parking lot. Mustering up some courage, I opened the door and headed out across the grass. The picnic table I was looking for was about 100 yards from the car, and the only other people in the park were off to the side. Finding and retrieving the marble was no problem at all, but I hesitated when it came time to pull off my shirt. I looked around the park and saw that nobody seemed to be paying any attention to me. Taking in a deep breath, I pulled off my shirt, tossed it under the table, and started off back to hubby, Jay, and the security of our car. I had decided that it would be better to walk quickly, than run and bring extra attention to myself. Besides, as athletic as I was, the 4″ heels and my tipsy champagne-induced condition would likely result in a nasty spill, drawing even more attention, if not intervention. About halfway across the grass, the sound of a few catcalls made me pick up my pace a bit. The warm summer air felt good and I guess I was more worried about getting mugged than being seen in my bra. I nearly stumbled when my heels caught a clump of grass. Jay and hubby were both applauding and cheering as I reentered the car. I played it cool, and didn't let on how nervous I was. Besides, we were already moving on to our second destination. Hubby next wheeled the car into a parking spot on the side of a gas station/convenience store. At first I thought they would tell me to actually go inside the store, so I was relieved when the card Jay handed me directed me to walk around to the back of the building, enter the women's restroom, and retrieve my marble from inside the hand towel dispenser. Looking around and seeing nobody near us, I slipped out of the car and made my way around the building. Thankfully, nobody was there and I quickly stepped into the restroom. Popping open the dispenser, I grabbed my marble and replaced it with my gym shorts. Standing in the bathroom in my bra and panties, I cracked open the door to find that the coast was clear. Seeing it was, I headed back to the security of the car.   As I had rounded the corner of the building, I saw there was a guy pumping gas. Distracted by my plight, I again almost took a spill as I stepped off the curb in those damned heels, resulting in an ungracious public ‘titty-wiggle' in front of the car. Jay and hubby were cheering as I jumped into the front seat.  but the guy pumping gas had his back to me, so my trip went undetected. Once settled back in the car, Jay popped open a bottle of champagne and poured us each a glass. He said that he thought I could use a little more “courage” to prepare for the final two stages of the great treasure hunt. As we sat in the parking lot sipping champagne, a van pulled in alongside us, on my side of the car. The driver, an older man, definitely did the “double take” as he stepped past my window. I actually considered flashing one of my tits at him, but he turned and made his way into the store before I could. Jay and hubby chuckled as we backed out and headed off for destination number three. On the way, hubby reached over and began rubbing my pussy through my panties. I didn't realize how sexually aroused I had become with the night's antics until his hand touched my little red beaver. It was then that I realized I was already wet, and getting wetter by the second. While momentarily stopped at an intersection, Jay reached over the seatback and began massaging my breasts. We had never included Jay in any of our sexual adventures, so I was a bit surprised at his boldness. But I didn't object. It all felt very erotic, and I could feel that I was well on my way to an orgasm. I was so distracted, that it took me a moment to realize that a muni bus had pulled up alongside us. The intersection was well lighted and the driver had to be able to see everything going on in the car. Still, I didn't try to stop hubby and Jay from continuing to paw at me. We quickly moved off as the light changed, no doubt leaving the bus driver with some great images to get through the rest of his shift with. Our third destination was at Keystone Square shopping mall. Hubby parked the car in a donut shop parking lot, next to a bank. The mall was closed and we were the only car in the parking lot. Once again, Jay handed me a card, which directed me to retrieve my marble from the side of the ATM located in front of the bank. Exiting the car, I made my way across the asphalt lot and 5 drive-thru lanes, to reach the bank. Again, the marble was easy to locate. After confirming that there was nobody around, I slipped off my bra, freeing my c-cup titties from their restraints. I thought to myself, some bank guy is going to get a great boob shot when he reviews the surveillance videos that I know protect most ATM's. Crossing back over the drive-thru lanes, wearing only panties and high-heels, I was really starting to get brave (or maybe just drunk). Instead of immediately returning to the car, I stopped and waived to Jay and hubby. I even turned around, bent over, and flashed a ‘moon' at the two. My daring behavior was suddenly rewarded when the mall security guy came around the corner in his little pickup truck. I had barely stepped out onto the drive-thru when he pulled up to me and stopped. All I could see was the shadow of a head behind the steering wheel. I thought about trying to cover up, but it was useless. Instead, I smiled and waved, and continued across the lot to the car. Since I was no longer on bank property, the guard never said a word, he just watched me slide into the car, and drive away.  Public exposure is still a violation of city ordinances. Add to that a public drunkenness misdemeanor, and I was risking a night in the county lockup. Both the guys were laughing and cheering as we drove off. Once again, Jay handed me more champagne as we sped along to our final destination. This part of the journey took us to the other side of town. I am sure that at least a dozen drivers got an eyeful as they spied my bare boobies through the passenger window. Jay seemed to relish in the parade. He definitely seemed to like driving in the inside lane. By then I was really feeling the buzz of the champagne. Working our way to the north side of the city, hubby eventually pulled onto 8th street where it paralleled the highway. Hubby pulled over and parked on the left side, right on the corner of Sierra & 8th. The street was actually elevated above the highway and Sierra Avenue passed over the highway without the usual high arched overpass. Looking around, I could not see any obvious locations where my two tormentors would have concealed the fourth and final marble. Jay tapped on my shoulder and handed me the last card. The card directed me to cross south, over the entire overpass and recover the marble, which was taped underneath the handrail on the opposite side of the overpass. I looked across the overpass and saw that it spanned 6 highway lanes plus a large median. It had to be at least 150 yards to the other side. I tried to consider my options at this point, pondering whether or not I could make the round-trip trek without being seen, and knowing that the return trip would be without a stitch of clothing. Both Jay and hubby had a hopeful look in their faces that told me they would both blow their wads before I returned to the car, if I had the guts to get that last marble. Swallowing the remnants of my champagne, I resolved to get the last marble and win my new diamond. It was well past midnight and traffic on the highway seemed light. The streets immediately around us seemed completely devoid of any foot or vehicle traffic. I had plenty of liquid courage to back me up, and I was incredibly turned on by the prospect of walking the streets of Reno naked for a quarter mile, round trip. I reached over and grabbed hubby's crotch, gave it a squeeze, and told him he better be ready to “put out” when I got back. The bastard already had a hard-on, and his face was consumed by a wide grin. With a final look around the area, I stepped out of the car and started my trek across the overpass. My gait was swift, and the night air had cooled, causing my nipples to stiffen, and stand out so far you could hang a coat on each nipple. The walk across seemed endless, but finally I made it to the other side without incident. Once again, the marble was exactly where the card said it would be. After freeing the marble from the tape, I stepped out of my panties and hung them on the end of the railing. Now it was time for the return trip. As you might imagine, there was absolutely no concealment on the overpass. I was naked and completely exposed to anyone who might drive or walk by. But I held the final purple marble in my hand! It was soon to be replaced with a huge diamond, and that pleasurable thought led to a sudden outburst of dancing, high on the bridge overlooking 8 lanes of well-lit urban highway. The night air tingled as it slid past my exposed pussy lips. My thick red-haired bush was already wet from the evening's antics, and hubby's skilled fingers. Nearing the halfway point on the overpass, I realized a taxi had just turned onto the avenue two blocks up, and coming my way. But there was nothing I could do. There was nowhere to hide, and nothing to cover myself up with. As the taxi neared, I could feel myself trembling – a combination of fear and sexual pleasure. I decided to just keep walking proudly, no matter what. The taxi sped along towards me at a normal speed; until the driver realized what he was seeing in his headlights. He almost locked up the breaks as he slowed to get a better look. I flipped him a glance, smiled, and just kept walking. I could feel the juices flowing from my pussy, a trickle even found its way down the inside of my leg. I thought for a moment that the driver would stop and jump out of his cab, but instead, after a thorough observation he continued on his way, no doubt with happier thoughts on his mind. I had been focusing on the taxi cab, which seemed to take several minutes yet was only about 20 seconds; and in doing so, I had not realized that there were suddenly now some pedestrians on the bridge ahead of me. Straining to look ahead, it appeared as though a man and woman were approaching. All I could tell was that they were holding hands. My heart really began to race as I closed on the couple, my swaying tits waving happily at them. What would they do or say? The couple turned out to be two college-aged kids. When they saw me, they stopped dead in their tracks and watched me approach. While the young man seemed to be absorbed with staring at my pussy, the girl incredulously asked what I was doing. I paused long enough to explain that I was responding to a dare from my hubby. Champagne certainly does wonders for one's courage. The couple seemed duly impressed, so off I walked, leaving the couple standing on the bridge behind me, watching my ass jiggle as I walked away. By the time I reached the car, a bus could have driven by and I wouldn't have batted an eyelash. I was so horny and pumped up when I got into the car, I would have let hubby spread me across the hood of the car and make love to me right there on the street, if he would have suggested it. Instead, we took off southward and went downtown to the Reno Arch. This 5th stop was my idea, because I wanted a photo to commemorate this night. I had the pleasure of further exposing myself to other motorists, as my clothes were now spread the length of Reno. I was now reasonably drunk and I wanted something to remember my diamond quest by. I retrieved my phone & handed it to Jay as hubby was approaching Virginia Avenue along Commercial Row. We turned left & pulled over just north of the Downtown Reno Arch. As I got out, walked around the front of the car, then into the road & walked toward the famous neon sign which spans over the downtown street. Jay snapped several pics in rapid succession, Tourists under the arch started looking at me and whistling, so I waved. Within 20 seconds Jay said he had plenty of good pics, so I darted back in my front seat and hubby took us home. Hubby and Jay continued to play with me, keeping me insanely horny until we got home. What happened after that is another story. It suffices to say that, in addition to experiencing one of the most erotic public-nudity adventures of my life, I also won my new diamond, which will always remind me of my “night of nudity” in Reno!   By sharedare, for Literotica

Swallowing is something that most of us don't think twice about—until it becomes difficult. But what if counting how many times you can swallow in 30 seconds could help flag potential health concerns? That's the idea behind a study that has generated recent public and media attention. Researchers examined how healthy individuals performed on the Repetitive Saliva Swallowing Test (RSST). It's a quick and simple screening tool used to check for signs of oropharyngeal dysphagia, a disorder that can affect people with neurological conditions, head or neck cancer, and other medical conditions. Speech-language pathologists (SLPs) evaluate patients for—and treat—swallowing disorders. The American Speech-Language-Hearing Association (ASHA) is sharing the following information to put the study's findings—and its broader application with the general public—into context.

Some men think it's just about dominance or kink. But there's more to it.In this episode, I break down why so many men feel deeply drawn to the act of a woman swallowing during oral sex—and how this desire ties into emotional intimacy, connection, and trust.✅ Swallowing is symbolic — For many men, it's not just physical. It's a visceral expression of being fully accepted and desired. ✅ Kink requires trust — You can't fast-track intimacy. Women open up sexually after they feel consistently safe and emotionally connected. ✅ Non-sexual intimacy is the gateway — If you're skipping the daily moments of non-sexual touch, warmth, and presence, you're missing the real foreplay.If you're craving more depth, connection, and next-level sex…Ready to improve your sex life? Apply to work with me:

Claudio Milstein, PhD joins the podcast to discuss the concept of unified care in managing voice, swallowing, and upper airway disorders. Dr. Milstein explains the importance of interdisciplinary collaboration in optimizing patient outcomes and shares details about an exciting upcoming CME on unified care.

D&P Highlight: An urge contrary to swallowing is an automatic DQ...but there's no shame in that game. full 325 Tue, 08 Jul 2025 18:55:00 +0000 LYQAmW1uUPMNic8f4bmozjeWN1ehNkL8 news The Dana & Parks Podcast news D&P Highlight: An urge contrary to swallowing is an automatic DQ...but there's no shame in that game. You wanted it... Now here it is! Listen to each hour of the Dana & Parks Show whenever and wherever you want! © 2025 Audacy, Inc. News False

Speech-language pathologist and vocal specialist Stacy Menton joins Dr. Linda Bluestein to expose the surprising links between connective tissue disorders like EDS and common (but misunderstood) issues with voice, breathing, and swallowing. From overlooked diagnostics to cutting-edge therapies and startling new research, this conversation peels back the curtain on symptoms often dismissed or misdiagnosed. A must-listen for patients, clinicians, and anyone who's been told "everything looks normal." Takeaways: Hypermobile patients often experience voice, breathing, and swallowing issues—but go undiagnosed. Imaging and scope studies often miss the root causes of symptoms in EDS patients. Certain vocal exercises may actually harm people with fragile connective tissues. Sniffing can break a dangerous airway cycle caused by inducible laryngeal obstruction. An international team is working to create speech therapy protocols specifically for EDS. Want more Stacey Menton?Website: http://staceymenton.comFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100077671590313 Want more Dr. Linda Bluestein, MD? Website:  ⁠https://www.hypermobilitymd.com/⁠. YouTube: ⁠⁠youtube.com/@bendybodiespodcast⁠⁠  Instagram: ⁠⁠https://www.instagram.com/hypermobilitymd/⁠⁠  Facebook: ⁠⁠https://www.facebook.com/BendyBodiesPodcast⁠⁠  X: ⁠⁠https://twitter.com/BluesteinLinda⁠⁠  LinkedIn: ⁠⁠https://www.linkedin.com/in/hypermobilitymd/⁠⁠  Newsletter: ⁠⁠https://hypermobilitymd.substack.com/⁠⁠ Shop my Amazon store ⁠⁠https://www.amazon.com/shop/hypermobilitymd⁠⁠ Thank YOU so much for tuning in. We hope you found this episode informative, inspiring, useful, validating, and enjoyable. Join us on the next episode for YOUR time to level up your knowledge about hypermobility disorders and the people who have them. Join YOUR Bendy Bodies community at ⁠https://www.bendybodiespodcast.com/⁠. YOUR bendy body is our highest priority! Use this affiliate link for Algonot to get an extra 5% off your entire order: ⁠https://algonot.com/coupon/bendbod/⁠ Learn more about Human Content at ⁠⁠http://www.human-content.com⁠⁠ Podcast Advertising/Business Inquiries: ⁠⁠sales@human-content.com⁠⁠ Part of the Human Content Podcast Network FTC: This video is not sponsored. Links are commissionable, meaning I may earn commission from purchases made through links. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Speech-language pathologist and vocal specialist Stacy Menton joins Dr. Linda Bluestein to expose the surprising links between connective tissue disorders like EDS and common (but misunderstood) issues with voice, breathing, and swallowing. From overlooked diagnostics to cutting-edge therapies and startling new research, this conversation peels back the curtain on symptoms often dismissed or misdiagnosed. A must-listen for patients, clinicians, and anyone who's been told "everything looks normal." Takeaways: Hypermobile patients often experience voice, breathing, and swallowing issues—but go undiagnosed. Imaging and scope studies often miss the root causes of symptoms in EDS patients. Certain vocal exercises may actually harm people with fragile connective tissues. Sniffing can break a dangerous airway cycle caused by inducible laryngeal obstruction. An international team is working to create speech therapy protocols specifically for EDS. Find the episode transcript here. Want more Stacey Menton?Website: http://staceymenton.comFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100077671590313 Want more Dr. Linda Bluestein, MD? Website:  ⁠https://www.hypermobilitymd.com/⁠. YouTube: ⁠⁠youtube.com/@bendybodiespodcast⁠⁠  Instagram: ⁠⁠https://www.instagram.com/hypermobilitymd/⁠⁠  Facebook: ⁠⁠https://www.facebook.com/BendyBodiesPodcast⁠⁠  X: ⁠⁠https://twitter.com/BluesteinLinda⁠⁠  LinkedIn: ⁠⁠https://www.linkedin.com/in/hypermobilitymd/⁠⁠  Newsletter: ⁠⁠https://hypermobilitymd.substack.com/⁠⁠ Shop my Amazon store ⁠⁠https://www.amazon.com/shop/hypermobilitymd⁠⁠ Thank YOU so much for tuning in. We hope you found this episode informative, inspiring, useful, validating, and enjoyable. Join us on the next episode for YOUR time to level up your knowledge about hypermobility disorders and the people who have them. Join YOUR Bendy Bodies community at ⁠https://www.bendybodiespodcast.com/⁠. YOUR bendy body is our highest priority! Use this affiliate link for Algonot to get an extra 5% off your entire order: ⁠https://algonot.com/coupon/bendbod/⁠ Learn more about Human Content at ⁠⁠http://www.human-content.com⁠⁠ Podcast Advertising/Business Inquiries: ⁠⁠sales@human-content.com⁠⁠ Part of the Human Content Podcast Network FTC: This video is not sponsored. Links are commissionable, meaning I may earn commission from purchases made through links. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Today's daf is sponsored with gratitude to HKB"H by Tina and Shalom Lamm on the occasion of the brit and naming of their new grandson, Shilo Lavi, born to their children, Bracha and Akiva Berger. When a city contains idol worshippers but the surrounding areas do not, business dealings with those outside the city are permitted even when the city celebrates its holidays. Reish Lakish, citing Rabbi Chanina, defines "outside the city" by referencing the bazaar of Gaza as an example. In an alternative version of this teaching, Reish Lakish asked Rabbi Chanina specifically about shopping in Gaza's bazaar, which was located just outside the city limits. Rabbi Chanina permitted this activity, comparing it to a situation where a Jew and a Gentile cook in separate pots on the same stove—a practice the rabbis allowed. Three sages offer different interpretations of this comparison. Rabbi Meir and the other rabbis disagree about whether one may walk through an idolatrous city during their holiday celebrations when traveling to reach another destination. The Gemara presents four cases involving someone who bends down to perform an action directly in front of an idol. Even without intending to bow, such behavior is prohibited unless one can act in a way that clearly does not appear to be worship. Why did the rabbis need to mention all four cases? One example involves drinking water from a fountain where water flows from a human statue, since this creates the appearance of kissing the idol. This case leads to another case: one should not drink water directly from a pipe for health reasons, as this might result in swallowing a leech. Swallowing a leech was considered life-threatening, and Rabbi Chanina even permitted boiling water on Shabbat for someone who had swallowed one. Rav Huna also recommended drinking vinegar while waiting for the water to boil. Drinking water at night was also considered dangerous due to the evil spirit called shavrirei, which was believed to cause blindness and could be life threatening. The Gemara offers several possible remedies for those who are thirsty and need to drink water at night. In an idolatrous city, one may purchase from stores that are not decorated for idolatry, but not from those that are adorned for such purposes. Rabbi Yochanan and Reish Lakish disagree about both the reason for this prohibition and its scope.

Today's daf is sponsored with gratitude to HKB"H by Tina and Shalom Lamm on the occasion of the brit and naming of their new grandson, Shilo Lavi, born to their children, Bracha and Akiva Berger. When a city contains idol worshippers but the surrounding areas do not, business dealings with those outside the city are permitted even when the city celebrates its holidays. Reish Lakish, citing Rabbi Chanina, defines "outside the city" by referencing the bazaar of Gaza as an example. In an alternative version of this teaching, Reish Lakish asked Rabbi Chanina specifically about shopping in Gaza's bazaar, which was located just outside the city limits. Rabbi Chanina permitted this activity, comparing it to a situation where a Jew and a Gentile cook in separate pots on the same stove—a practice the rabbis allowed. Three sages offer different interpretations of this comparison. Rabbi Meir and the other rabbis disagree about whether one may walk through an idolatrous city during their holiday celebrations when traveling to reach another destination. The Gemara presents four cases involving someone who bends down to perform an action directly in front of an idol. Even without intending to bow, such behavior is prohibited unless one can act in a way that clearly does not appear to be worship. Why did the rabbis need to mention all four cases? One example involves drinking water from a fountain where water flows from a human statue, since this creates the appearance of kissing the idol. This case leads to another case: one should not drink water directly from a pipe for health reasons, as this might result in swallowing a leech. Swallowing a leech was considered life-threatening, and Rabbi Chanina even permitted boiling water on Shabbat for someone who had swallowed one. Rav Huna also recommended drinking vinegar while waiting for the water to boil. Drinking water at night was also considered dangerous due to the evil spirit called shavrirei, which was believed to cause blindness and could be life threatening. The Gemara offers several possible remedies for those who are thirsty and need to drink water at night. In an idolatrous city, one may purchase from stores that are not decorated for idolatry, but not from those that are adorned for such purposes. Rabbi Yochanan and Reish Lakish disagree about both the reason for this prohibition and its scope.

Which one is best spitting vs. swallowing. Halli shares raw, real stories about overcoming slut shaming, building self-esteem, and navigating relationships in a judgmental world. Get practical tips on first time intimacy advice, Ex's, and managing body odor—all with humor and honesty. Whether you're looking to embrace your sexuality, boost your self-confidence, or just need some real talk, this episode is packed with empowering advice.New additional Wednesday episode on ⁠⁠Herohero⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://herohero.co/girlcore⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠More of me here

When all else fails, they take you to war. President Donald Trump, who touted himself as a peace candidate, ordered the bombing of Iran last weekend then gave praise to himself and Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu as the best team ever for their efforts.  On Monday he declared a ceasefire between Israel and Iran was in effect. Who knows what to believe. Oil prices dropped since the bombing and gold continues to be a safe haven asset. Tune in to see what is next for the equity markets. Round and round it goes, where it stops nobody knows. 

Planet Poet-Words in Space – NEW PODCAST!  LISTEN to my WIOX show (originally aired June 3rd, 2025) featuringHudson Valley poet Lisa St. John.  Lisa reads from her book Swallowing Stones and discusses her life as a poet. Poet-At-Large Pamela Manché Pearce also appears on the show. Lisa St. John is a writer living in upstate New York. She is the author of two poetry books, Ponderings (Finishing Line Press) and Swallowing Stones (Kelsay Books). She is a Best of the Net and Pushcart Prize nominee for her poem “War is a Human Child” from The Poetry Distillery. She won first place in Anthology's 2024 Poetry Award for “Through the Membrane.” Lisa is published in journals such as 2Elizabeths, New Verse News, The Poet's Billow, The Ekphrastic Review, The Orchards Poetry Journal, Light, and Entropy Magazine. Lisa believes that art is hope and that there is beauty in possibility. She is currently working on a memoir. Find out more atlisachristinastjohn.com.  Also visit: Sharonisraelpoet.com and https://www.pamelampearce.com

Send us a textEver find yourself biting your tongue just to keep the peace, only to feel more alone than ever?Welcome to Love Shack Live, the podcast for anyone standing at a relationship crossroads, navigating daily conflict, emotional distance, and the longing to rebuild a bond that feels real again. We're here for the ones who want more than just “getting by” in love; you want connection that lasts.This week, we're asking: What's the true cost of all those things left unsaid?When we silence our truth to avoid rocking the boat, we think we're keeping things safe. But what if every unspoken feeling is quietly eroding your connection, one day at a time? In this episode, we pull back the curtain on the invisible ways silence creates distance, resentment, and heartbreak, sometimes more than any argument ever could.We'll share real-life stories, common scenarios, and the emotional “leaks” that happen when we shy away from honest conversations. More importantly, we'll explore how naming the hard stuff, however imperfectly, can actually heal what silence has slowly broken.Curious about how to stop tiptoeing around your truth, and start rebuilding trust?Press play. This is your invitation to practice the courage that real love requires.Timestamps: 01:50 Meet Jenna and Jim: A Story of Unspoken Resentments04:30 The Impact of Unspoken Emotions10:59 Common Relationship Dilemmas: The Dinner Dilemma14:56 The Touchy Topic of Coming Home Late17:27 Social Events: When One Partner Assumes18:13 Navigating Social Events as a Couple18:37 The Importance of Open Communication18:58 Finding Solutions Together19:50 The Power of Speaking Up25:45 Parenting Challenges and Communication28:18 The Cost of Silence in Relationships33:45 Encouragement to Speak Your Truth35:33 Join the Better Love Club36:31 Truth or Dare Challenge37:33 Final Thoughts and Farewell

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Rover is fascinated by the Minnesota shooter's best friend. Duji left her bank card at the store. Prince William's friend died during a polo match after he swallowed a bee. Rover swishes his beverage around in his mouth before swallowing.

Cheese cheese ha ha. Duji's ChatGPT history. Rover doesn't cut up six-pack rings. Skin-walkers. What were the results of Jeffrey's bed bug inspection? People are upset that Paris Jackson is going to perform on the anniversary of her father Michael Jackson's death. Duji cried over MJ's death. JLR loves Cher. Fox News live coverage cuts away from Rebekah Koffler, a former Defense Intelligence Agency officer, after she seems to be slurring her speech. Manhunt in Minnesota ended with a suspected political assassin, Vance Luther Boelter, in handcuffs. Rover is fascinated by the Minnesota shooter's best friend. Duji left her bank card at the store. Prince William's friend died during a polo match after he swallowed a bee. Rover swishes his beverage around in his mouth before swallowing. JLR added a name to the Buffer Zone Violation list. Tic Tac Dough and Hollywood Squares. Duji versus Jeffrey in Family Feud. Rover has gone to the bathroom twice. Rallies.

Cheese cheese ha ha. Duji's ChatGPT history. Rover doesn't cut up six-pack rings. Skin-walkers. What were the results of Jeffrey's bed bug inspection? People are upset that Paris Jackson is going to perform on the anniversary of her father Michael Jackson's death. Duji cried over MJ's death. JLR loves Cher. Fox News live coverage cuts away from Rebekah Koffler, a former Defense Intelligence Agency officer, after she seems to be slurring her speech. Manhunt in Minnesota ended with a suspected political assassin, Vance Luther Boelter, in handcuffs. Rover is fascinated by the Minnesota shooter's best friend. Duji left her bank card at the store. Prince William's friend died during a polo match after he swallowed a bee. Rover swishes his beverage around in his mouth before swallowing. JLR added a name to the Buffer Zone Violation list. Tic Tac Dough and Hollywood Squares. Duji versus Jeffrey in Family Feud. Rover has gone to the bathroom twice. Rallies.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Rover is fascinated by the Minnesota shooter's best friend. Duji left her bank card at the store. Prince William's friend died during a polo match after he swallowed a bee. Rover swishes his beverage around in his mouth before swallowing. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

When the rain begins to fall, it carries more than water from the sky. In tonight's unnerving descent into terror, Chilling Tales for Dark Nights invites you to face what might be lurking above the clouds—waiting for an invitation to slip inside. This episode delivers a slow-building nightmare where unease grows drop by drop, pulling you into a world where instinct turns against you, and escape may not be an option. Performed by the haunting voice of SomberReads, Swallowing the Sky will leave you questioning every storm that darkens your horizon. To watch the podcast on YouTube: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠http://bit.ly/ChillingEntertainmentYT⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Don't forget to subscribe to the podcast for free wherever you're listening or by using this link: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠http://bit.ly/ChillingTalesPod⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ If you like the show, telling a friend about it would be amazing! You can text, email, Tweet, or send this link to a friend: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠http://bit.ly/ChillingTalesPod Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Not all common medical conditions are well studied. Sonja Molfenter, associate professor in communicate sciences and disorders at New York University, examines one that needs more attention. Dr. Sonja Molfenter is a clinically-trained Speech Language Pathologist whose research specializes in understanding the physiological features of both normal swallowing and disordered swallowing (known as dysphagia). Swallowing […]

In this week's episode, Dr Debbie Pu from the 2025 Conference Planning Advisory Committee offers her reflections on the episode UN Sustainable Development Goals. Professor Sharynne McLeod and Professor Julie Marshall about a special issue of the International Journal of Speech-Language Pathology focusing on the United Nations' Sustainable Development Goals from 2023. They discuss insight from speech pathologists around the globe on how the profession can contribute to peace and prosperity for people and the planet now and in the future. Resources: SPA introduction to the special issue of the IJSLP:  https://www.speechpathologyaustralia.org.au/Members/News-and-publications/Publications/Speak-Out-Articles/Latest/Communication-swallowing-S-D-G.aspx IJSLP Issue on Communication, Swallowing, and the Sustainable Development Goals (Open-Access): www.tandfonline.com/toc/iasl20/25/1 United Nations Sustainable Development Goals: sdgs.un.org/goals Speech Pathology Australia acknowledge the Traditional Custodians of lands, seas and waters throughout Australia, and pay respect to Elders past and present. We recognise that the health and social and emotional wellbeing of Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples are grounded in continued connection to culture, country, language and community and acknowledge that sovereignty was never ceded. Free access to transcripts for podcast episodes are available via the SPA Learning Hub (https://learninghub.speechpathologyaustralia.org.au/), you will need to sign in or create an account. For more information, please see our Bio or for further enquiries, email speakuppodcast@speechpathologyaustralia.org.au Disclaimer: © (2025) The Speech Pathology Association of Australia Limited. All rights reserved. Important Notice, Please read: The views expressed in this presentation and reproduced in these materials are not necessarily the views of, or endorsed by, The Speech Pathology Association of Australia Limited (“the Association”). The Association makes no warranty or representation in relation to the content, currency or accuracy of any of the materials comprised in this recording. The Association expressly disclaims any and all liability (including liability for negligence) in respect of use of these materials and the information contained within them. The Association recommends you seek independent professional advice prior to making any decision involving matters outlined in this recording including in any of the materials referred to or otherwise incorporated into this recording. Except as otherwise stated, copyright and all other intellectual property rights comprised in the presentation and these materials, remain the exclusive property of the Association. Except with the Association's prior written approval you must not, in whole or part, reproduce, modify, adapt, distribute, publish or electronically communicate (including by online means) this recording or any of these materials.

Sarah shares a tip for swallowing pills. Plus, she gives some tough love to a listener trying to write a script, ponders what type of tattoo she’d get, and gives Toad career advice. You can leave a voice memo for Sarah and special guest Rory Albanese at speakpipe.com/TheSarahSilvermanPodcast. Follow Sarah Silverman @sarahkatesilverman on Instagram and @sarahksilverman on TikTok. And stay up to date with us @LemonadaMedia on X (formerly Twitter), Facebook, and Instagram. For a list of current sponsors and discount codes for this and every other Lemonada show, go to lemonadamedia.com/sponsors. Joining Lemonada Premium is a great way to support our show and get bonus content. Subscribe today at bit.ly/lemonadapremium.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Dr. Ben Bergholtz, assistant professor of English at Louisiana Tech University, discusses his journey into academia, his teaching philosophy, and his book "Swallowing a World: Globalization and the Maximalist Novel." He emphasizes the importance of engaging students through high-energy, reflective classes and the need for interdisciplinary approaches. Bergholtz highlights the evolution of the English curriculum to include diverse literature and digital humanities, and he also addresses some of the challenges of AI in education. College of Liberal Arts: liberalarts.latech.edu Website: 1894.latech.edu/beyond/ Email: 1894@latech.edu

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This episode, recorded live at the Becker's Hospital Review 15th Annual Meeting, features Ianessa Humbert, CEO of The Swallowing Wellness Center. Dr. Humbert shares how her groundbreaking outpatient clinic is revolutionizing care for swallowing disorders, reducing hospital readmissions, and tackling widespread health literacy gaps in a neglected area of healthcare.

What does intentional care really look like in the NICU—and how does it shape outcomes for both infants and families?In this episode, we explore the importance of safe feeding practices, trauma-informed communication, and consistent caregiver support with Casey Lewis, MS, CCC-SLP, BCS-S, CNT, CLC, NTMTC, and Lisa Klein, MS, CCC-SLP, Director of Education at Dr. Brown's Medical.Together, we unpack the clinical and cultural challenges NICUs face—from inconsistent feeding plans and overlooked breastfeeding support to the emotional toll of desensitization at the bedside. Casey shares how her dual perspective as a neonatal therapist and NICU parent reshaped her approach to advocacy, while Lisa offers insight into how tools like the Infant-Driven Feeding® Program and the Dr. Brown's Zero-Resistance™ Bottle System are driving safer, more consistent outcomes. Whether you're a NICU provider, a nurse, hospital leader, or a parent, this episode offers powerful takeaways to help you reimagine what intentional, family-centered care can truly look like.Dr. Brown's Medical: https://www.drbrownsmedical.com Our NICU Roadmap: A Comprehensive NICU Journal: https://empoweringnicuparents.com/nicujournal/ NICU Mama Hats: https://empoweringnicuparents.com/hats/ NICU Milestone Cards: https://empoweringnicuparents.com/nicuproducts/ Newborn Holiday Cards: https://empoweringnicuparents.com/shop/ Empowering NICU Parents Show Notes: https://empoweringnicuparents.com/shownotes/ Episode 69 Show Notes: https://empoweringnicuparents.com/episode69 Empowering NICU Parents Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/empoweringnicuparents/ Empowering NICU Parents FB Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/empoweringnicuparents Pinterest Page: https://pin.it/36MJjmH

Raise your hand if you've ever felt like airway and breathwork live in some mysterious corner of our field that only a handful of people truly understand ‍♀️ Well… this episode might just be your flashlight. ✨ Theresa chats with with the incredibly knowledgeable—and wonderfully down-to-earth—Kaitlyn Shrum, MS, CCC-SLP, QOM, IBT, who wears many hats: […] The post 368 – Exploring the Vital Role of Breathwork and Airway Health in Speech and Swallowing Challenges. appeared first on Swallow Your Pride Podcast.

From time to time we all get sucked into the sunken place of depression, and some of us sink deeper than others. Until recent year, I'd been in and out of the clinical depression hole most of my life. Today, I walk you through the fool proof blueprint I mapped out myself to climb out of that hole every single time, one I have walked many clients through successfully. If you're struggle-bussing, this blueprint will get you out of the hole, and if you're not, it'll keep you out

Willard and Dibs join Steiny and Guru on a Wednesday edition of The Crossover. The guys discuss Steve Kerr's spot in the pantheon of the NBA's greatest head coaches, debate if the officials swallowing the whistle tonight in Game 2 would benefit the Warriors or the Rockets, and more.

The notorious internet forum, 4chan, was hacked on Tuesday, and its entire database was compromised. Given 4chan's known violent political ties, this cyberattack could potentially expose the people who run these forums. 4chan turns out to be run by the US Feds and Israeli Mossad, while QAnon, the bizarre and radical conspiracy technocult, originated there. The real Deep State hides in places like this clandestine digital platform and uses it as a cover for its intelligence operations and black projects. Tonight on Ground Zero (7-10 pm, pacific time on groundzeroplus.com), Clyde Lewis talks about 404 CHAN - SWALLOWING THE BLACK PILL. #groundzeroplus #clydelewis #4chan #qanon #psyop #deepstate

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In this episode of the "Swallow Your Pride" podcast, host Theresa Richard engages with Dr. Stephanie Watts and Jessica Gregor, MS, CCC-SLP, BCS-S  to discuss advancements in dysphagia care. They introduce the Esophageal CoLab and the Robust Esophageal Screening Test (REST), aiming to improve swallowing disorder diagnostics and treatment. The conversation highlights the importance of multidisciplinary collaboration, flexible clinical protocols, and ongoing education. Dr. Watts and Jessica share their experiences and research, emphasizing the need for tailored patient care and effective communication strategies. The episode concludes with a call to action for clinicians to adopt innovative practices and enhance patient outcomes. Find out more about their course here: https://esophagealcolab.com/offerings Resources that include articles discussed on this podcast: https://esophagealcolab.com/resources Timestamps:   Discussion on Esophageal Co-lab (00:03:35) Meeting Origin Story (00:04:41) Need for Education (00:06:10) Importance of Protocols (00:07:01) Explanation of REST (00:09:16) Training Evolution (00:11:30) Understanding Esophageal Function (00:12:49) Addressing Knowledge Gaps (00:14:43) Role of the SLP Team (00:17:30) Research and Development (00:19:34) Standardization Process (00:21:52) Future of the Co-lab (00:22:37) Research on Bolus Trials (00:23:27) Protocol Adaptability (00:24:07) Collaboration and Town Hall (00:26:04) Change Management in SLPs (00:28:22) Support from Radiologists (00:29:00) Course Structure and Topics (00:31:38) Importance of Critical Thinking (00:34:45) Future Course Offerings (00:40:05) Feedback and Impact (00:40:58) Registration Information (00:42:11) The post 363 – From Research to Reality: How REST is Changing the Game for Swallowing Specialists appeared first on Swallow Your Pride Podcast.

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2:00 Utah's Fluoride Ban: No One is Swallowing the Fluoridation Lies AnymoreWill Trump's EPA acquiesce to court decisions banning fluoridation or continue to fight?  Either way, state and local governments are drowning in the demands of their constituents to stop “mass medication without consent”. Did you hear about the poisoning of 200 people in just one Utah community in 2019?  Here's the story 37:10 Secession Fever Ignites America America's on the brink of a secession explosion! From California's Trump-hating rebels in 2017 to 33 Illinois counties begging to join Indiana in 2025, the cry for self-governance is shaking the nation! Mainstream media and think tanks are buzzing as 12 states fuel fiery movements, echoing the Civil War when West Virginia defied Virginia's exit. Newsweek spills the tea: rural conservatives, fed up with urban overlords like Chicago, are ready to boltYet secession sparks fear because of Lincoln's reaction to it. Murray Rothbard and others weigh in on the “Lost Cause” and “Just War” that still apply.  Forget the slavery excuse; the South was already ditching it, just like Britain did—peacefully—under William Wilberforce, who ended slavery cheaper than the North spent on bullets!1:08:24 Heartbreaking Fall of a Godly Village: A Tale for Our TimeNearly a century after it was made, this isn't just a movie—it's a screaming wake-up call for a civilization that's kicked God to the curb and lost its soul!  "How Green Was My Valley," the Oscar-winning classic that outshone “Citizen Kane”, paints a nostalgic portrait of a coal-mining village brimming with faith, family, and song—only to reveal a devastating truth about what has happened not just to this village but to Western Civilization AI Revolution: Alien Chips, Skin-Job Robot Clone of the Human Body, and Techno-Tyranny Take Over!"A strange, but functional, chip designed by AI has experts scratching their heads.  The creepy "MIND of Pepe" AI Agent snags $5M in presale cash.And, are there signs that AI hype “canary has died”?Technocrats Want a Machiavellian DictatorA look at the political and governing philosophy that inspires JD Vance, Peter Thiel, Elon Musk, Marc Andreessen and others — an open embrace of machiavellian authoritarianism by “elites”. Measles Death Reported - A Measly “Pandemic”Measly, adjective, (1) infected with measles (2) meager, contemptibly small in quantity, absurdly insufficientClaims that 124 people have measles out of 32 MILLION in TX and that one person has now died.  Yet both the purported number cases are meager and the evidence of their claims are absurdly insufficient to warrant the media hysteria How BigPoultry Profits from “Pandemic” CullingBeyond the higher prices, beyond the advantage BigPoultry has over small farms, there's another huge immediate financial incentive for them to push the pandemic.  The same people that have been caught fraudulently labelling their eggs “organic” when disease & death have been rampant due to the non-organic squalor that's the foundation of factory chickensIf you would like to support the show and our family please consider subscribing monthly here: SubscribeStar https://www.subscribestar.com/the-david-knight-show Or you can send a donation throughMail: David Knight POB 994 Kodak, TN 37764Zelle: @DavidKnightShow@protonmail.comCash App at: $davidknightshowBTC to: bc1qkuec29hkuye4xse9unh7nptvu3y9qmv24vanh7Money should have intrinsic value AND transactional privacy: Go to DavidKnight.gold for great deals on physical gold/silverFor 10% off Gerald Celente's prescient Trends Journal, go to TrendsJournal.com and enter the code KNIGHTFor 10% off supplements and books, go to RNCstore.com and enter the code KNIGHTBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-david-knight-show--2653468/support.