Podcasts about tilt a whirl

Pre-order a copy of Ginny's new book Homeschooling here Join the Homeschooling book launch team here *** In this episode of The 1000 Hours Outside Podcast, Ginny Yurich welcomes author and filmmaker N.D. Wilson for a conversation that will leave you seeing the world with fresh eyes. From deep oceans to muddy backyard ponds, N.D. shares how nature reveals a story far bigger than we realize—one bursting with meaning, design, and beauty. Together, Ginny and N.D. explore the marvels hiding in plain sight: spinning dolphins, drinking frogs, coral that's actually an animal, and even the quiet miracle of water itself. Through stories from The Riot and the Dance documentary series and his books Notes from the Tilt-A-Whirl and Death by Living, N.D. invites families to slow down, look closer, and rediscover the wonder all around them. The magic your kids need isn't in a screen or a far-off place. It's right outside your door. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The whole world now feels like one big Tilt-A-Whirl. Remember that carnival ride? Since Trump got elected it feels like the world is taking on a new tilt. There’s a Trump tilt in the Middle East and even Putin is willing to talk settlement with Ukraine. Domestically even the media is tilting back into Trump’s […]

The whole world now feels like one big Tilt-A-Whirl. Remember that carnival ride? Since Trump got elected it feels like the world is taking on a new tilt. There's a Trump tilt in the Middle East and even Putin is willing to talk settlement with Ukraine.Domestically even the media is tilting back into Trump's orbit as "Mourning Joe" and Mika suck it up.We talk to our favorite Wise Guy, John Tabacco, about what the return of Trump means to the small investor and whether or not there's going to be justice for folks caught in the mess of short selling.All that and a rocket-fueled Parting Shot.

In this episode, Jim Chapman  joins host, Kiran Chawla as they explore a terrifying ride malfunction at the Livingston Parish Fair that left a family in fear for their lives.  Kiran and Jim discuss safety regulations for amusement rides and the discrepancies in oversight, particularly with recent third-party inspection laws. We reveal how mechanical and operator errors contribute significantly to ride injuries and give some interesting facts regarding the safety of carnival rides overall.#carnivalrides #livingstonparishfair #LouisianaUnfiltered #KiranChawla Timestamps 00:21 At the Fair: A Family's Nightmare01:10 Introducing Jim Chapman06:37 The Tilt-A-Whirl Incident17:34 Power Outage at the Fair19:50 The Disney Experience22:01 Surprising Injury Statistics33:16 Safety Regulations and Responsibilities33:43 The Baton Rouge Fair AwaitsLocal Sponsors For This Episode:  Capital City Coatings:Whether you're dreaming of a cozy living room retreat or a bold office makeover, Capital City Coating's team of expert painters will bring your vision to life, and with expanded services including carpentry, roofing and full remodels there is nothing that this team of expert tradesmen can't handle. Servicing South Louisiana,Houston and Florida's scenic 30A. Visit CapitalCityCoatingsLLC.com or call 225-831-0656 to schedule your consultation.   Neighbors Federal Credit Union:  Neighbors FCU is a community chartered Baton Rouge credit union that has served the community for over 60 years. For more information visit them by Clicking Here    Another Chance Bail Bonds  Their goal at Another Chance Bail Bonds is to reunite families and reconnect friends.  They accomplish this goal by providing many services which aide in the bonding process. You can learn more by visiting them Here      Jingle Jeepin Parade and Market Jingle Jeepin' Parade & Market will take place Saturday December 7, 2024. To register a booth or to register your jeep downloadable forms can be accessed HereVideo, Sound and Editing for this podcast by the podcast experts at Envision Podcast Studios in Denham Springs, LA.

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Listen to how ordinary people built extraordinary wealth - and how you can too. You'll learn how millionaires live on less than they make, avoid debt, invest, are disciplined and responsible! Featuring hosts from the Ramsey Network: Dave Ramsey, Ken Coleman, Rachel Cruze, John Delony, George Kamel & Jade Warshaw. Helpful Resources: Need Help with your investments? Click here to connect with a SmartVestor Pro. To learn more about how to plan for Retirement click here To learn more about Investing click here Create a college savings plan for your child's future. Click here to connect with a SmartVestor Pro. Learn more about your ad choices. https://www.megaphone.fm/adchoices Ramsey Solutions Privacy Policy

Special bonus episode with new music from a few a selected bands plus a classic from 1988 by Dag Nasty... Music The Charms "So Pretty"(theme song) Jay Allen And The Archcriminals "Sister In Crime" Applied Knowledge "Too Far Gone" Dag Nasty "Trouble Is" The Gypsy Moths "Tilt-A-Whirl" JVK "All I Want" Blowing Smoke with Twisted Rico is produced and hosted by Steev Riccardo Contact: twistedrico@gmail.com Please support the podcast: patreon.com/twistedrico

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Jordanne Brown is a stand-up comedian, writer, and performer based in Toronto. I first encountered Jordanne a few months ago at one of Toronto's legendary community spaces, Bar Orwell, located on Dundas West. Jordanne essentially wrapped the audience around her little finger and rocked the room, firing off one joke after another as if they were bullets shooting out of a gun. Bar Orwell was absolutely buzzin'— "bzzzz." After Jordanne's set, I buzzed up out of my seat and headed to the bar. It's time for a drink, I thought to myself, eagerly pushing my way through the one or two people in my way. As I scoped out the drink fridge, I remembered that I don't always need alcohol to have a good time, so I opted for a Coke. The bartender, who I can't remember anything about, nodded in approval, "Nice choice," he affirmed. The next thing I knew he was slamming the can down on the bar in front of me. He grasped my Coke with his left hand and slipped his right index finger under the tab, pulling back at it teasingly, as if to imply, "You want me to open this can pretty bad, huh?" I did want that. He looked down at the can and then back up at me, our eyes locked, he paused. Something felt off. Why wasn't he opening my Coke? What the f*ck is going on here? Sensing my fear and confusion, the bartender began explaining, "So, before I open this, there's something you should know..." He was being super serious, like, in a way where it made me feel like he wasn't going to give me my Coke. He continued, "There is currently no ice because we don't have a sink behind the bar." I was shook. No ice? What the—? "Damn," I muttered. I then quickly got my shit together and decided I'll just get the Coke anyway—and did. He instantly cracked it open and handed it to me just as I gave him my 5 bucks or however much it was, but I was pissed. I don't even think I said thank you. I slowly made my way back to my seat, thinking to myself, "no ice equals no tip." I sat down and sipped my warm Coke. The once buzzin' room was now filled with nothing but dread, for me at least. The legendary Bar Orwell suddenly didn't feel so legendary. Topics discussed in this episode: - Playing for keeps - Nice cars - Jon McCurley - Dairy Queen (again) - Podcasting - OJ (Orange Juice) - Comedy Bar - Clowns Links: Jordanne IG Jordanne Twitter More PTOC

We are already six episodes into season three and we finally got to our first new amusement park to discuss.  Well, is it really an amusement park or is it a family fun center?  This is for you to decide as we discuss our trip to Adventure Park, USA in Maryland. Now a family fun center has a lot to offer children, teens, and adults alike and have become pretty standard.  Whether you like Laser Tag, Rock Walls, Arcades and even Rope Courses, family fun centers have all that and some great pizza to boot.  So what makes Adventure Park USA different is the fact that they have all of that AND an entire outdoor section with three roller coaster credits.  Now we got your attention!! Once you step outside you have two adult coasters and a kiddie coaster, Scrambler, Tilt-A-Whirl, a carousel and even some gem mining like a lot of smaller amusement parks.  Are you starting to see our point, this is either a small amusement park or the greatest family fun center in the world.  No matter what you think, this park is a must visit for everyone.  You can buy a pass or just get the tickets to ride the attractions you want. Enjoy this episode featuring this unique park and all it has to offer. Our next episode will be dropping on Thanksgiving and will feature a quick discussion on 50% of the 50 amusement parks we are visiting in 2023 when Paul turns.............. you guessed it...........50. Let's Get Social YouTube - almost to 750 subscribers, help us out.  Visit us there at 125rollercoaster and subscribe today Facebook / Instagram / TikTok - 125rollercoaster Twitter - 125rollercoast Thanks for listening and we would love to hear what you think about the podcast.  Let us know today.

“A Good Sign” Whenever Matt Keating puts out a new record, we get excited. Since the early '90s the New York-based singer-songwriter has been releasing some of the most captivating, moving and powerful albums we've ever heard. With close to 15 solo albums under his belt, it's hard to pick favorites because they're all so good. From Tell It To Yourself to Tilt A Whirl to Wrong Way Home to Summer Tonight, you can pretty much just grab a Matt Keating album and prepare to swoon. It's hard to think of anyone who writes with such lyrical poignancy, observational smarts and melodic finesse than Mr. Keating and he's been a personal favorite for close to 30 years. His new band is called Bastards Of Fine Arts and it's a project he's helming with Steve Mayone who's played with the Benders and Treat her Right. Their new album A Good Sign is an instant classic. The Hardest Part brings to mind the Jayhawks, the rollicking Can't Get My Head Around It reminds us a bit of the Replacements and the Violent Femmes and Take The Fall is one of those infectious numbers you can't get our of your head. The 14 song collection is a joyous and jangly blast of hook-laden indie pop, and we love it. www.bastardsoffinearts.bandcamp.com www.bombshellradio.com www.alexgreenonline.com Stereo Embers The Podcast Twitter: @emberseditor Instagram: @emberspodcast Email: editor@stereoembersmagazine.com

Jill Baughan is an author, speaker, podcaster and joy-seeker who, through adventure and play, helps people find joy, no matter what else is happening good, bad or ugly in life. Long ago, as a kid on the Tilt-A-Whirl,she learned a valuable life lesson, and that was this: It is entirely possible for a human being to laugh and throw up at the same time. Today, Jill shares how her father's death changed her view of God, how she learned to have fun and follow Jesus at the same time, and the real value of lament. Jill's story reminds us that it's both the laughter and the tears that make life beautiful. Listen to Jill's story in your favorite podcast app now! Stories Jill shared: Signing up to be the Chick-fil-a cow and what she learned from it Feeling like life was as good as it gets growing up in Indiana The vacation that changed their family The first prayer she remembers praying The poor reaction to her father's death that shaped her view of God How the church surrounded her family Searching for how to have a relationship with God as a teenager Going to church camp Discovering 1 Corinthians 13 and what it meant to her The youth leader that taught her that you can have fun and still follow Jesus Struggling with infertility Her daughter's divorce and how God taught her to pray The value of lament Why she stared a writing and her podcast Great quotes from Jill: I still love the Church; I haven't always loved the church. I didn't really ask questions for a long time after that. I loved them before I knew them. God came near. And he brought redemption out of brokenness. Prayer is a mystery. Even if you get a “happy ending” that does not negate the sorrow you experienced. Resources we mentioned: Jill's website Born to Be Wild: Rediscover the Freedom of Fun by Jill Baughan A Hope Deferred: A Couple's Guide to Coping With Infertility by Jill Baughan Searching for Sunday: Loving, Leaving, and Finding the Church by Rachel Held Evans Related episodes: Caroline Harries and the Invitation of Hope  Douglas Groothuis and Walking Through Twilight Becky Antkowiak and Faithfulness Through Grief The post Jill Baughan and The Adventure of Joy appeared first on Eric Nevins.

Jill Baughan is an author, speaker, podcaster and joy-seeker who, through adventure and play, helps people find joy, no matter what else is happening-good, bad or ugly-in life. Long ago, as a kid on the Tilt-A-Whirl,she learned a valuable life lesson, and that was this: It is entirely possible for a human being to laugh […] The post Jill Baughan and The Adventure of Joy appeared first on Eric Nevins.

In this episode, Nikki covers Moon Knight episode 5. As hard as this episode was to watch and cover, It did explain a hell of a lot. Alyssa came back to the US as a bronzed goddess, Nikki wants to know what that movie was with Ethan Hawke where he makes a space ship out of a Tilt-A-Whirl, Jamie describes (in great detail) the cons of sweating, and the ladies are flinging out movie quotes left and right… It's how they cope with their trauma from this episode. If you or any one you know is in crisis, please reach out. Remember, WE LOVE YOU 3000! Childhelp National Child Abuse Hotline (800) 422-4453 Crisis Text Line Text HOME to 741741 National Domestic Violence Hotline (800) 799-7233 National Suicide Prevention Lifeline (800) 273-8255 Socialize with us on our socials. You can find us on… Facebook https://www.facebook.com/americasassesagalcast Instagram https://www.instagram.com/americas_asses/ You can find us anywhere you get your podcasts. Email us at americasassesgalcast@gmail.com and tell us what you think. As always, Thank you to Ashley Ross for creating our logo. Visit her at https://www.thecuddlecult.com Thank you to the OG6+ for all your support and feedback. We Love you 3,000! You can now listen to us on Google Podcast & Amazon Music

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Come with us on a trip to France as we discuss the 2020 indie film JUMBO in which a lonely amusement park worker falls in love with a fancy tilt-a-whirl. It sounds bonkers but it's actually kind of sweet?? We also talk about our hopes and dreams and wishes for theme parks in 2022! Don't forget to rate and review on Apple Podcasts, and follow us @meetattheparks on Instagram and Twitter.

   It's refreshing to be able to find a place to rest from a road trip and ease my mind from the perpetual gray asphalt desert that the interstate can be. There was a time in my career when I could hit the road at 3 am and keep moving till I got where I was going, no matter how far the destination, with the exception of bathroom and food stops. But I'm getting older by the minute, and I can't make my trips as easily without taking a break. No duh, right? Every minute that passes, you're another minute older, Captain obvious! It's just that I used to be able to ignore it. I can't ignore it anymore. I seem to be falling apart - something my younger self was warned about, but I pushed away from my mind because that was in The Future …    Well now I'm coming to terms with the reality that my body has its own agenda. It wants to call it quits. It's my body's grand scheme to rot like that bag of salad you said you were going to eat, but then threw to the back of the refrigerator and forgot about. That salad got soft. Things turned colors they weren't intended to turn. There is a smell coming off it that causes you to make a certain kind of stink face and when you finally take it out to throw it away, you exclaim, “That's OLD!”    From Atomic Red Studios in the heart of Granite Country, I'm Michael Blackston, and while some of you might still call me a youngun at the age of 48, I‘m not feeling it anymore. Let's get acquainted with some of the things that are flashing bright red as a great big warning sign in my Funny Messy Life. _________________________      The first thing a doctor would tell me is that my biggest issue is my diet and exercise habits, or lack thereof. Dear old doc would explain that of course I wake up feeling like Mr. Magoo after he's been run over by a dump truck hauling a ton of broken wheelchairs and walkers. When a person goes to bed at night after eating a family sized frozen lasagna and three Little Debbie Fudge Rounds, that person will naturally wake up with the sensation that they got too close to the cars of a Tilt-A-Whirl and all of the passengers were contestants on The Biggest Loser. Add to the fact that the last time I engaged in any sort of real, regular exercise, I was unable to grow facial hair, and there's the answer.    I know I haven't helped my cause over the years, but my body still hates me. And I think that even if I ran five miles a day and ate only tofu and broccoli, the things I'm about to mention would still be going on.    Let's start with my teeth.    I've mentioned before what a nightmare my smile is. I could be the grinning poster boy for horror movies, but theatres would never allow it because people would be too disgusted after looking at it to buy popcorn. My teeth started crumbling in my twenties and never looked back. For a while, I was able to fix my smile with veneers. Very expensive veneers, I might add. Thanks to my dad, I was able to put off the inevitable for a while, but because my teeth have always been weak, even that decayed after a while, and now the inevitable is at the door.    At this writing, I'm eight days from getting dentures. I'm still having trouble with the thought of it. It's not the extractions of the bad teeth that are left. I can handle that. It's the fact that I'm having to get DENTURES! At least for right now, it's only the upper teeth that have let me down. The bottoms are getting crowns. Again, an expensive endeavor.    I've always been a singer, and that's what I'm most worried about. I haven't know anything but singing since I was four or five years old. I recently had an … episode … while I was traveling and had too much time to think while the gray desert loomed ahead of me. I began to think about what life would be like if my new upper plate restricted me from singing or speaking. I love my visual art, but if you asked me which activities mean the most to me, it wil be first leading worship at church, followed by performing on stage. And guess what? DING DING DING! You guessed it! Both of those things involve me using my big ol' loud mouth. And that's not to mention the fact that I hope to start a speaking ministry when I get my teeth situated, or that I'd like to continue voice work like this podcast, recording audio books, and doing voice overs. I won't be able to do any of that as effectively if I sound like I have an enormous, unwieldy, apparatus in my mouth because I have an enormous, unwieldy apparatus in my mouth.    So I freely admit that I had … an episode … while driving alone in my truck.    As I noodled it through, and imagined myself in front of the congregation at church, sounding like Sylvester the cat, I started to lose it. It sounded something like this:    “Noooo, God! No, God, Please no, no! No! NOOOOOOO!!!!”    After that I cried a little and pled … pleaded? Pledded? I pledded with God not to make my speech and singing a huge, mushy mess of spit and incoherent babbling.    Here's the good news, and I swear this isn't a joke. This happened. Immediately after that, I realized I needed to pee, so I pulled onto the next exit and while I sat idle in my car, I felt led to do a search on YouTube for Singing with dentures. And after I fixed the autocorrect, which wanted to help me search for videos about Stinking Wig Dennis, I found a video that lifted my spirits. I think I was pointed there by God. It was by a beautiful young woman who was a singer who wears a full set of dentures, both top and bottom. And they're not implants. They're actual dentures. First, I noticed that she's beautiful and the teeth look great. But then she said so many people who are aware of her dental issues have asked her if it affects her singing, so the whole video was made to set their minds at ease. She sang a few verses from a Christian song I happen to love, and she sounded amazing! She said she had not been affected at all.     Now, I realize that's not the case for everyone, and I fully expect a period of getting used to speaking around mine and during that time, I may very well sound to t he congregation like there's a Pharisee hiding out in my mouth, purposefully trying to make me unintelligible. But now I have hope. If I'm meant to lead worship, God will make a way for it and I'm content with that.   Teeth aren't my only bane. I have a back that used to be stronger. I could do a hundred sit-ups at one time in my life. However, a few months ago, I decided that I needed to tighten my abs, but I was in a hotel room and had only the floor to aid me. I laid a towel on the floor to act as a barrier between my body and all manner of filth that lives and thrives in the carpet of a hotel room. Not creating a barrier between you and them is asking for trouble. You want a Pharisee in your mouth? Because that's how you get a Pharisee in your mouth.   I prepared myself that since it had been quite a while between now and the last time i did a real sit-up, there might be a hint of resistance. But there wasn't a hint of resistance. When I tried to perform the sit-up, there was all out maniacal laughter from my back region. Exercise hoity-toities call that your Core.    My Core was mean to me.    HAHAHAHAHAHA! You thought you were going to get up from this position without being creative, much less perform even one measly sit-up? What were you thinking, my naive friend? How old are we now? Eighty? Feels like we're eighty if I'm being honest. Dude, you might even have to call for help to get up at all. OOPS! You left your cell phone WAAAAY up over there on the counter at the sink and you got to know that hotel phone is CRAWLING with Pharisees! HAHAHAHA! You're stuck! HAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!    Yeah, I couldn't do a single sit-up. Since then, I've slowly remedied that and my core is a tad stronger, enough that I can do a few sit-ups, but starting a finicky pups mower is a whole different story.    I woke up one morning a few weeks ago barely able to walk and I couldn't figure out what I'd done to my stupid “CORE”. It got better after a few agonizing days, but I did it again a couple of weeks later, and I recognized the pattern. On both occasions, I'd insisted that the push mower would start if I just yanked on the string long and hard enough. Neither time worked, but both times saw me waking up the next morning feeling like the victim of a Grizzly Bear in rut with bad eyesight. I realized where I had made the Faux Pas.    And the sight in my right eye is still bad from the attack of the Shingles I endured back in March of 2020. It got into that eye and blurred everything out. I hoped it would clear up after a while, but not so. It's not as bad by the end of the day, but again, first thing in the morning, I can't see much at all and that's not great for someone who makes their living as a visual artist. I'm already nearsighted in the other eye, but for now I can see clearly enough from my one good eye to do my work. Someone asked me to describe the effect from the Shingle Eye. I said it's like a Grizzly Bear with bad eyesight is in rut and is having an epic battle with a Pharisee in the middle of a snowy field. They kick up all that snow and that's what I see in the morning.     The maladies tally like the list of food items at the world's largest buffet. Shoulder pain that flares up when thar's a storm a-comin'.  Pale, pigmentless skin that combusts when exposed to the sun and the scars that remain come in the form of cancers. My hearing has been leaving me for some time. You generally have to say everything to me twice.  I had a fungus once that left my big toe permanently yellow.  I mentioned the teeth, there's, and the back. Type 2 Diabetus. Tinnitus. Which occurs as occasional ringing in my ears and I'm frequently able to hear my pulse in my head when I'm laying just right. I have a few skin tags. I call them my Love Dangles. My fingers hurt from time to time and I fully expect that will be getting worse. A friend called it a visit from Uncle Arthur. I randomly itch when I'm trying to go to sleep, especially when I start thinking, I hope I don't randomly itch while I'm trying to go to sleep. There's a hair that grows from the side of my nose and I have to pluck it. And lately I've started using certain words like, Hooligan and Whippersnapper.      I'm growing old, and getting old is getting old. It comes with the territory, I know. Lots of people are worse off than me, I know. One day I'll be in heaven and everything will be perfect, I know. I can't wait for that. Until then, I'll try to bite my tongue if the Pharisee in my mouth tries to start any monkey business, and I'll work hard at being content with where I am in life.    As a matter of fact, let's embrace a better term. Mature. Ha! I've never been accused of being mature.

   As a whole, I'm happy about how my life has turned out so far. Hopefully, there is plenty more left of my story, but you never can tell. We live second by second, and minute by minute. I first learned about life in that context through Rick Springfield's epic eighties ditty, Love Is Alright Tonight from his Working Class Dog album. That album is one of the things in my life I do not regret. My sister and I sang that song at the tops of our lungs while the LP played on her stereo before karaoke was a thing, and those are happy memories. The pattern on life's wallpaper is not always pleasing, though. Sometimes you sit back in your chair, staring at the stains and faded designs that mark the walls of your life and you think, “That part wasn't pretty. Or smart. Or made any sense at all, you complete moron.”    It's the complete moron marks of my history that I want to talk about now. The ones that were made in permanent marker. You can't erase them because if you could, there wouldn't be anything there to remind you not to be that stupid ever again.     From Atomic Red studios in the heart of the Deep South where God would have placed Eden to begin with if it hadn't been so stinkin' hot in the summer, I'm Michael Blackston and these are things NOT to do that I've learned during my Funny Messy Life. _________________________      Starting from earliest to most recent, I will tell you a couple of things I've learned never to do, ever, for the love of all that is pure and holy, ever.    Maybe you have the stomach of a goat. Perhaps your bowels are able to tolerate things like the Carolina Ghost Pepper, the mayonnaise at a county fair, and dudes over 30 singing emo music, without it putting your body in a state of incapacity. If that's you, then congratulations. Enjoy the fair and grab yourself a turkey leg right before getting on The Scrambler. In fact,,,,,,, that reminds me of a disgusting thing that happened to my while riding The Tilt-A-Whirl with my cousin who did stupidly stupid things with me. And now I've made a note in my Stories-To-Tell app for this podcast/Blog/thingy.    I don't have that kind of intestinal fortitude, though. I can hold my own under normal circumstances, but when you introduce conflicting delicacies from the culinary world, as delicious as they may be separately, or in concert with their kind, my body will protest. It will say, “Nay! Thou shalt not combine these two things, you complete moron!” I found this out the hard way when I was somewhere around 18 or 19 years old. Part of the issue i have, being mildly Obessive Compulsive, is that everything has to balance. I'm uncomfortable with odd numbers, so as a younger man, it never occurred to me that I could eat just one of anything and make it out of the day alive. Enter my mom's burgers, fried on the stove, greasy and perfect. I always ate two of them covered in two slices of cheese each, and lousy with mayonnaise.    On this evening, I remained true to my ritual, but it was also the Christmas season and my mom had bought some eggnog at the grocery store.    I love eggnog. I don't much care for eggs prepared by themselves in any way, except for scrambled, and even then there better be a 2 to 1 cheese to egg ration. I'm cool with them as an ingredient, though. If I can't taste the edginess of it all, it's fine. I especially like it as a nog. And being that I wanted to enjoy some nog as a postlude to my cheeseburger feeding frenzy, and being mildly Obsessive Compulsive, I down two large glasses of the stuff immediately following supper.   It didn't happen for a while. It would have been nice if my stomach had given me some notice so I could mentally prepare myself for what was to come …    Hey, buddy! I don't want to alarm you ‘er nothin', but later, you're gonna regret what you just did there. I'm just giving you a heads up because this isn't going to be a minor inconvenience. Nossir, this here is gonna be something you'll tell your grandkids about. It's going to be so bad that you will beg God to take you home to sweet ol' Beulah Land because my friend, you're gonna feel like you're absolute hell. Alrighty then. We good? Great!    That's not how it went down, though. I went to sleep happy. I fell asleep quickly, and dreamt of frolicking with beautiful teenage Sugarplum fairy girls. We kissed and fawned all over each other while eating the biggest, greasiest cheeseburgers to be found in Sugarplum Land. And between our soft smooches, we sipped eggnog from the blossoms of candy roses.    But you what it's like when you dream. Things can turn fast. My beautiful fairy glided her delicate hand along my cheek, but didn't stop there. It made its way past my neck to my chest, moving downward, and stopped on my stomach. In a flash, the delicate hand transformed into a cheeseburger fist, only the cheese pour from between the buns was made of broken glass and rusty nails. She sank her burger fist deep into my belly and the pain was terrible, like having the Super Bowl firmly in your grasp, then the coaching staff deciding NOT to run the clock out and letting the other team come back from a 28-3 deficit in the fourth quarter to beat you. Actually, no. When that happened to my Falcons, I think that was worse than the fairy with the cheeseburger fist full of glass and nails.    When I felt the pain, I looked into the eyes of my beloved teenage fairy. (It's okay to write this because I hadn't met my wife yet, and if I had, it would have probably been her in the dream and we never would have gotten married because, well … cheeseburger fist.)    Her whole face had changed from the fantasy of my good dreams, into an evil, grotesque creature of my nightmares. She grinned from ear to ear in a smile that stretched impossibly the full width of her face. Her teeth were wedges of rotten pickle and she drooled rancid county fair mayonnaise from the corners of her lips. Her wild eyes had grown enormous with insanity and the delight of what she was doing to me, and she began to cry happy tears that looked curiously like thick tendrils of eggnog.   I woke from the dream enduring the worst pain in my gut I'd ever experienced. It felt like I was a man having a baby. I thought maybe I was. Somehow I'd been impregnated by my dream fairy/ogre and I was about to deliver a demon child with cheeseburgers for hands. I made my way slowly into the hall towards the bathroom, propping against the wall with my hand to keep myself upright. I looked down at the floor at one point to make sure my eggnog hadn't broken, and finally made it to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.     I sat on the toilet just as the worst surge of pain so far erupted in my bowels. I tried not to scream and wake up my parents, and that's the last thing I remember before waking up on the floor between the toilet and the sink. My mom was pounding on the door, calling my name.    “Michael, are you alright? Answer me! I heard a huge crash in there.”    I came to my senses just enough to answer her.    “Don't worry. It's just gas.”    Since that night, I've learned that it doesn't matter what the volume of the food comes to, if I eat even one greasy cheeseburger and chase it with any sort of dairy product, I'm going to get the same result. My fairy demon will return to me in my sleep and stab me with her meat hands.    Five or six years later, I found myself working an overnight shift at a large market, 100,000 watt powerhouse radio station in Greenville, SC. I'd been there for a few months, so I knew where they kept all the goodies, like CDs to give away, T-shirts, coozies with the station logo, and products that had been given to the station by sponsors. It was good thing that I knew where to look when I found myself trying to take phone calls from drunk listeners and at the same time, nursing the worst headache I'd ever had.    “WESC this is Mike.”    “Hey, buddy! How about playin' that Achin' Breakin' Heart song by Rilly Bay Sarce?”    I've noticed that nothing good usually follows a guy starting his sentence with, “Hey, buddy!”    “I don't think I recognize that one. Who am I talking to? What's your name?”    “Puddin' Tame! PBBBBTHHHHH HA HA HA! Hey, buddy … hey! My old lady loves that song and I'm tryin' to get her goin'. You know what I mean?”    “Oh, you mean the one by the guy whose little girl is going to win everybody's heart on the Disney Channel one day, then lose everybody's lunch for them a few years later by acting a fool. I tell ya what … I'll try to get that on for ya.”    That's what we always told people who insisted on us playing requests when we weren't allowed to play requests. I'll try to get that on for ya!    Anyway, that's the kind of thing I was dealing with while my head felt like it was being beaten senseless by Miley Cyrus's microphone.    Luckily for me, I remembered the goodie supply. Actually I remembered the GOODYS supply. We played spots fort he popular headache powder, and they had sent us a thousand year supply of the stuff. There was a case of it in the cabinets above the coffee pot. I'd taken GOODYS before, so I knew it was fast acting, and would hopefully take the edge off of my headache. I went and got me a pack.    I sat back down in front of the control board. The song that was playing was about to end … something by Toby Keith, or Reba McEntire maybe, and I went live to introduce the next song and tease the weather before I took my medicine.    Oh God, let me live long enough to get through this so I can take the GOODYS as soon as the next song starts.     “92.5 WESC - Good Times and Great Country. It's gonna be wet for the remainder of the weekend, but don't worry. I'll give you the forecast and everything you need to know about how to still have a great time with all the happenings around the Piedmont. That's coming up right after Reba McEntire tells us all about how awesome it is to send our daughters away to be hookers. Here's Reba … and Fancy … on your station for Good Times and Great Country … 92.5 WESC!    I killed the mic and looked longingly at the tiny, rectangular packet of headache powder. Back then, it was just folded paper. You unfolded it, worked it between your fingers, and chucked it to the back of your throat. Then you chased it with anything that was liquid and wouldn't kill you to avoid as much of the bitter horror that is the taste of headache powder.    The only thing was, my headache was worse than anything I ever remembered having. I also remembered once hearing that it got to where it needed to go more quickly if you snorted it like a cokehead. I mean, it was already powdered, and it came handy with a paper packet that I could easily roll into one of those straws like the junkies do. Win/win, right? What was there to lose? It was just medicine, not hard drugs.    First, I emptied the packet of powder onto the counter in front of the control board. Then I rolled the paper in a tight little straw, just like I saw them do once on Miami Vice. But then I noticed something. The powder was too ill formed on the counter to make this efficient. According to the movies, the powder needed to be cut into a couple of thin lines with a razor blade. Bonus! There was a razor blade to my left because back in those days, there was still a reel to tell machine and some things had to be manually spliced.    I picked up the blade and made my lines. The Obsessive Compulsive in me insisted that there be two, and that they should be perfect. By then, Reba had already advised Fancy to be nice to the gentlemen and they'd be nice to her. I didn't have much time left before I needed to break in with that info I'd teased about.    I stilled myself because I didn't know what to expect as far as sensation, and I stuck the rolled up paper into my right nostril, bending over the lines of GOODYS powder.    It's at this moment that at this time, it would have been nice if my nose had broken in to give me a word of warning …    Hey, buddy … I know what you're thinking. You're thinking ‘I saw a dude with a sweet mullet do this on TV in the mid eighties and I think I'm tougher than him'. You're not tougher than him, buddy. You know why? Because he's a character and that actor didn't really snort that stuff. Sure, people do snort coke. They take a snow ride. They sniff the nose candy. But they're stupid. Are you stupid? Let's find out. Because if you snort that, it's gonna light you up like a firecracker. You know how that feels … your sister lit one in your hand. Is that what you want, buddy? For your face to feel like your sister lit a firecracker inside it?    That didn't happen though. The only thing I heard just before I took a big old snort of GOODYS headache powder was the sound of innocence lost streaming over the room from speakers booming the voice of country music's favorite redhead.    I was desperate and I snorted it.    Let me explain now, the sensation that goes hand in hand with snorting a GOODYS headache powder.    It's nothing like having your sister light a firecracker in your nose. In fact, the nose part of your face is the least of your worries. Sure, it stings, but what happens all up in your sinus cavity is the real thrill ride.    Immediately upon the snorting action, your face is invaded deep within by white fire. White is the hottest visible color when it comes to a flame. If there were a hotter color of fire, say … chartreuse, then I would describe it as fire in your face the color of chartreuse. Chartreuse face fire. It knocked me off my chair onto the floor. There was screaming involved. I'm glad I was alone, or someone would have called 911. Maybe somebody need to call 911.    “AHHHHHHH! OH GOD!!! MY FACE! MY FACE IS ON FIRE! MY FACE IS ON FIRRRREEEEEE!!! THERE'S CHARTREUSE LAVA INSIDE MY HEAD IN THE AREA OF MY FAAAAACCCCCEEEE!”    I'm not proud of myself. I'm not certain how long it took me to realize that Reba had stopped singing and there was nothing but dead air and the sounds of my sobbing, but the good news is, I'd forgotten all about the headache.    Needless to say, I DO NOT recommend snorting headache powder, or anything for that matter, without being in the presence of a doctor. My wife and son do some kind of thing where they shoot something up their noses for their allergies. I won't. Nope. I refuse. Because I know good and well that just when I need that voice of reason, there won't be anybody in my head saying, “Hey, buddy …. this is gonna hurt!”    We have to learn lessons as we grow, I guess. Those are two that I'll never forget. 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This week's episode, we talk about a truly underrated film that we loved, Drop Dead Gorgeous. We are joined by Stephie's sister, Danielle, in her first of (we assume) many guest appearances. From our terrible Minnesotan Accents, to future rising stars, we go on many tangents discussing this "Killer" cult classic about beauty queens vying for the title of Mount Rose American Teen Princess. Please subscribe, rate, review and share with your homies. Follow us on Instagram/Twitter/Facebook/TikTok: @turnofthemillennialspod     Email our Hearts: turnofthemillenialspod@gmail.com     Check out our website: https://www.millennialspod.com        ********** Theme Music: Looking Back - Declan DP (Audio Library Release)Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/turn-of-the-millennials/donations

Matt Russell (@mrussauthentic) looks back at the Sweet Sixteen weekend, focusing on the idea of understanding teams' ceiling and floors, in the case of Loyola Chicago, Florida State, Creighton and Alabama. How Alabama's loss was the most irritating, and the disappointment of a mostly boring basketball weekend. Then it's some “Let's Do That Hockey” and why the variables in hockey just don't matter as much as we think. http://cool.bet/window Promo code: WINDOW

JUMBO is the coming-of-age story of Jeanne, a shy young woman, lives at home with her uninhibited bartender mother and works the graveyard shift as a cleaner at an amusement park. Her mother wants her to meet a man, but Jeanne prefers tinkering in her bedroom with wires, light bulbs, and spare parts, creating miniature versions of theme park rides. During her late-night shifts she begins spending intimate time with the alluring new Tilt-A-Whirl ride that she decides to call JUMBO. Finding herself seduced by “his” red lights, smooth chrome, and oily hydraulics, Jeanne concludes that the thrilling new relationship she wants to pursue is with JUMBO. Director and writer Zoé Wittock (A demi-mot, Le Silence de l’Aube) joins us for a conversation on the challenging logistics of filming at amusement park, crafting a nuanced look at sexuality and social norms and the personal journey of the filmmaker in selecting the amazing Noemie Merlant for the role of Jeanne. For news and updates go to: zoewittock.com

N. D. Wilson's Notes from the Tilt-A-Whirl, a book on Christian apologetics published in 2009, not only responds to the "problem of evil" in the world but also explores the reality of God's voiced universe and inspires wonder and gratitude in his readers. I'm Rachelle Ferguson of Kittywham Productions, and Unknown Friends is my weekly book review podcast, where I discuss classic and contemporary literature from my personal reading list. Visit the Unknown Friends homepage at https://kittywhamproductions.com/podcast/. While studying English and classical languages at Hillsdale College I founded my company Kittywham Productions, where I publish original play scripts and skits for churches, schools, homeschool groups, and Christian theaters. To learn more about me and my writing, visit my website at www.kittywhamproductions.com. Get in touch on Instagram: www.instagram.com/rachelle.ferguson Connect on Facebook: www.facebook.com/kittywhamproductions Thanks for listening! If you enjoyed this episode, please subscribe, leave a review, and share with your book-loving friends!

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Matt and Andrew are off to the mirror universe as they talk about the Discovery episode “Despite Yourself”. They discuss Discovery's quick death trigger, Tilt-A-Whirl staff meetings, an Inception level callback and much more!

 Matt and Andrew are off to the mirror universe as they talk about the Discovery episode "Despite Yourself". They discuss Discovery's quick death trigger, Tilt-A-Whirl staff meetings, an Inception level callback and much more!    

In this Episode we go over our hot takes segment and your favorite: Xavier Protocols segment, we discuss Tilt and how it affects you and just a general discussion on it. Link to mindfulness: https://www.mind.org.uk/information-support/drugs-and-treatments/mindfulness/about-mindfulness/ We launched a Patreon for the channel heres the Link! https://www.patreon.com/bePatron?u=41793927 We hope you enjoy and look forward to more from us. We have a discord: https://discord.gg/5NMyGVx A facebook page here: https://www.facebook.com/TheDangerRoomPodcast/ Twitter @TheDangerRoomP1 Also our email if youd like to reach out to us! thedangerroompodcast@gmail.com Feel free to join in! If you like what you hear its always appreciated to leave a review or comment! Thank you for stopping by. We do not claim any ownership of the intro and outro song, Iacovos Argyrides are the creator.

Near Death Experiences Near death experience, or NDE is an unusual, profound, personal experience taking place on the brink of death and recounted by a person after recovery, typically an out-of-body experience or a vision of a tunnel of light. Supposedly, when these experiences are positive, they may encompass a variety of sensations including detachment from the body, feelings of levitation, total serenity, security, warmth, the experience of absolute dissolution, and the presence of a light. When they’re considered negative, these experiences may include sensations of anguish distress or peeing your pants.  Of course, we’re going to get super nerdy here so bear with us while Jeff snores in the background. Some explanations for NDEs range from scientific to religious. Oh boy! Neuroscience research suggests that an NDE is a subjective phenomenon resulting from "disturbed bodily multisensory integration" that occurs during life-threatening events, as per Olaf Blanke’s 2009 book, “The Neurology of Consciousness”, while some transcendental and religious beliefs about an afterlife include descriptions similar to NDEs. The French term “expérience de mort imminente” which isn’t a delicious French dip sandwich, actually means “experience of imminent death” and was proposed by French psychologist and epistemologist Victor Egger as a result of discussions in the 1890s among philosophers and psychologists concerning climbers' stories of the panoramic life review during falls. Yes. falls. In 1892 a series of subjective observations by workers falling from scaffolds, war soldiers who suffered injuries, climbers who had fallen from heights or other individuals who had come close to death (like driving in a car with Moody) was reported by Albert Heim. This was also the first time the phenomenon was described as clinical syndrome. In 1968 Celia Green published an analysis of 400 first-hand accounts of out-of-body experiences in her book, boringly and obviously called “Out-of-the-body Experiences”.  This was the first attempt to provide a classification of such experiences, viewed simply as anomalous perceptual experiences, or hallucinations. In 1969, Swiss-American psychiatrist and pioneer in near-death studies Elisabeth Kubler-Ross published her groundbreaking book On Death and Dying: What the dying have to teach doctors, nurses, clergy, and their own families. Fuck! These book names are so long! These experiences were also popularized by the work of psychiatrist Raymond Moody, which may or may not be Moody’s drunken uncle,  in 1975 coined the term "near-death experience" (NDE) as an umbrella term for the different elements (out of body experiences, the "panoramic life review," the Light, the tunnel, or the border). Also, The term "near-death experience" had already been used by John C. Lilly in 1972. Ok, let’s talk about some common traits of near death experiences. Researchers have identified the common traits that define near-death experiences, according to Mauro, James Mauro in his book "Bright lights, big mystery.” Bruce Greyson argues that the general features of the experience include impressions of being outside one's physical body, visions of deceased relatives and religious figures, and transcendence of egotic and spatiotemporal boundaries. At this point, Some if you and especially Jeff are asking “what in the fuck is spatiotemporal boundaries!?!” Well, that shit refers to perception of continuous contours, shape, and global motion from sequential transformations of widely separated surface elements. How such minimal information in SBF can produce whole forms and the nature of the computational processes involved remain mysterious. YA GOT ALL THAT?!  Many common elements have been reported, although the person's interpretation of these events, obviously, often corresponds with the cultural, philosophical, or religious beliefs of the person experiencing it. For example, in the US, where 46% of the population believes in guardian angels, they will often be identified as angels or deceased loved ones (or will be unidentified), while Hindus will often identify them as messengers of the god of death, according to the Bruce Greyson book “The handbook of near-death experiences thirty years of investigation” and Mary J. Kennard‘s book, "A Visit from an Angel". Interestingly, NDEs are no more likely to occur in devout believers than in secular or nonpracticing subjects. A 2017 study by two researchers at the University of Virginia raised the question of whether the paradox of enhanced cognition occurring alongside compromised brain function during an NDE could be written off as a flight of imagination. The researchers administered a questionnaire to 122 people who reported NDEs. They asked them to compare memories of their experiences with those of both real and imagined events from about the same time. The results suggest that the NDEs were recalled with greater vividness and detail than either real or imagined situations were. In short, the NDEs were remembered as being “realer than real.” Ok, now! Some Common traits that have been reported by NDErs are as follows: A sense/awareness of being dead. A sense of peace, well-being and painlessness. Positive emotions. A sense of removal from the world. An out-of-body experience. A perception of one's body from an outside position, sometimes observing medical professionals performing resuscitation efforts. A "tunnel experience" or entering a darkness. A sense of moving up, or through, a passageway or staircase. A rapid movement toward and/or sudden immersion in a powerful light (or "Being of Light") which communicates with the person. An intense feeling of unconditional love and acceptance. Encountering "Beings of Light", "Beings dressed in white", or similar. Also, the possibility of being reunited with deceased loved ones. Receiving a life review, commonly referred to as "seeing one's life flash before one's eyes". Approaching a border or a decision by oneself or others to return to one's body, often accompanied by a reluctance to return. Suddenly finding oneself back inside one's body. Connection to the cultural beliefs held by the individual, which seem to dictate some of the phenomena experienced in the NDE and particularly the later interpretation thereof. Let’s now talk about the Stages of a NDEKenneth Ring subdivided the NDE on a five-stage continuum. The subdivisions were:[21] PeaceBody separationEntering darknessSeeing the lightEntering the light Charlotte Martial, a neuropsychologist from the University of Liège and University Hospital of Liège who led a team that investigated 154 different NDE cases, concluded that there is not a fixed sequence of events. So, basically, she’s like “fuck that other guy.” Kenneth Ring also argues that attempted suicides do not lead more often to unpleasant NDEs than unintended near-death situations. But, you know how Charlotte Martial feels about that dude and his shitty opinions.  In one series of NDE's, 22% occurred during general anesthesia. The underlying neurological sequence of events in a near-death experience is difficult to determine with any precision because of the dizzying variety of ways in which the brain can be damaged. Furthermore, NDEs do not strike when the individual is lying inside a magnetic scanner or has his or her scalp covered by a net of electrodes! Interesting…Ok so what exactly happened to your brain during an NDE?  It is possible to gain some idea of what happens by examining a cardiac arrest, in which the heart stops beating (the patient is “coding,” in hospital jargon). The patient has not died, because the heart can be jump-started via cardiopulmo-nary resuscitation.     Modern death requires irreversible loss of brain function. When the brain is starved of blood flow (ischemia) and oxygen (anoxia), the patient faints in a fraction of a minute and his or her electroencephalogram, or EEG, becomes isoelectric—in other words, flat. This implies that large-scale, spatially distributed electrical activity within the cortex, the outermost layer of the brain, has broken down. Like a town that loses power one neighborhood at a time, local regions of the brain go offline one after another. Similar to Jon's brain on a Saturday night after drinking alot or maybe like all of us when we do our high movie review! The mind, whose substrate is whichever neurons remain capable of generating electrical activity, does what it always does: it tells a story shaped by the person’s experience, memory and cultural expectations. Given these power outages, this experience may produce the rather strange and idiosyncratic stories that make up the corpus of NDE reports. To the person undergoing it, the NDE is as real as anything the mind produces during normal waking. When the entire brain has shut down because of complete power loss, the mind is extinguished, along with consciousness. If and when oxygen and blood flow are restored, the brain boots up, and the narrative flow of experience resumes. Scientists have videotaped, analyzed and dissected the loss and subsequent recovery of consciousness in highly trained individuals—U.S. test pilots and NASA astronauts in centrifuges during the cold war (recall the scene in the 2018 movie First Man of a stoic Neil Armstrong, played by Ryan Gosling, being spun in a multiaxis trainer until he passes out). Or like Jon on the Tilt A Whirl.  At around five times the force of gravity, the cardiovascular system stops delivering blood to the brain, and the pilot faints. About 10 to 20 seconds after these large g-forces cease, consciousness returns, accompanied by a comparable interval of confusion and disorientation (subjects in these tests are obviously very fit and pride themselves on their self-control). The range of phenomena these men recount may amount to “NDE lite”—tunnel vision and bright lights; a feeling of awakening from sleep, including partial or complete paralysis; a sense of peaceful floating; out-of-body experiences; sensations of pleasure and even euphoria; and short but intense dreams, often involving conversations with family members, that remain vivid to them many years afterward. These intensely felt experiences, triggered by a specific physical insult, typically do not have any religious character (perhaps because participants knew ahead of time that they would be stressed until they fainted). By their very nature, NDEs are not readily amenable to well-controlled laboratory experimentation, cus you know, who the fuck would willingly want to be killed just to try and be brought back and see if they have any NDE. This isn't Flatliners people come on. It may be possible, however,  to study aspects of them in the humble lab mouse—maybe it, too, can experience a review of lifetime memories or euphoria before death. Many neurologists have noted similarities between NDEs and the effects of a class of epileptic events known as complex partial seizures. These fits partially impair consciousness and often are localized to specific brain regions in one hemisphere. They can be preceded by an aura, which is a specific experience unique to an individual patient that is predictive of an incipient attack. The seizure may be accompanied by changes in the perceived sizes of objects; unusual tastes, smells or bodily feelings; déjà vu; depersonalization; or ecstatic feelings. Episodes featuring the last items on this list are also clinically known as Dostoyevsky’s seizures, after the late 19th-century Russian writer Fyodor Dostoyevsky, who suffered from severe temporal lobe epilepsy. More than 150 years later neurosurgeons are able to induce such ecstatic feelings by electrically stimulating part of the cortex called the insula in epileptic patients who have electrodes implanted in their brain. This procedure can help locate the origin of the seizures for possible surgical removal. Patients report bliss, enhanced well-being, and heightened self-awareness or perception of the external world. Exciting the gray matter elsewhere can trigger out-of-body experiences or visual hallucinations. This brute link between abnormal activity patterns—whether induced by the spontaneous disease process or controlled by a surgeon’s electrode—and subjective experience provides support for a biological, not spiritual, origin. The same is likely to be true for NDEs. Why the mind should experience the struggle to sustain its operations in the face of loss of blood flow and oxygen as positive and blissful rather than as panic-inducing remains mysterious, especially since life sucks so bad. It is intriguing, though, that the outer limit of the spectrum of human experience encompasses other occasions in which reduced oxygen causes pleasurable feelings of jauntiness, light-headedness and heightened arousal—deepwater diving, high-altitude climbing, flying, the choking or fainting game, and, in Jeff's case, sexual asphyxiation. (After-effects) NDEs are often associated with changes in personality and outlook on life, according to James Mauro. Ring has identified a consistent set of value and belief changes associated with people who have had a near-death experience. Among these changes, he found a greater appreciation for life, higher self-esteem, greater compassion for others, less concern for acquiring material wealth, a heightened sense of purpose and self-understanding, desire to learn, elevated spirituality, greater ecological sensitivity and planetary concern, and a feeling of being more intuitive. However, not all after-effects are beneficial according to the book by RM Orne titled "The meaning of survival: the early aftermath of a near-death experience" and Greyson describes circumstances where changes in attitudes and behavior can lead to psychosocial and psychospiritual problems. Here are some actual near death experiences taken from the book “Beyond The Light” by P.M.H Atwater Jazmyne Cidavia-DeRepentigny of Hull Georgia.  She died on the operating table during surgery in late 1979.  "I must say that this experience was quite unsettling to say the least.  I was floating over my body.  I could see and hear everything that was being said and done.  I left the room for a short while and then returned to where my body lay.  I knew why I died.  It was because I couldn't breathe.  There was a tube down my throat and the medical staff did not have an oxygen mask on my nose.  I had also been given too much anesthetic. "In my out-of-body state, I'm using my mind to try and make my right arm and hand move - my arms are extended parallel to my physical body.  I want my right hand to move, any thing to move.  I was trying to pull the tube out of my mouth.  I looked down at my face and tears were streaming.  One of the nurses blotted the tears from my face but she didn't notice my breathing had stopped, nor did she see me next to her.  At this point, I'm trying really hard to make my physical arm move, but it's like my whole body is made of lead." "I could see my spirit standing before me.  My spirit was so beautifully perfect, dressed in a white gown that was loose, free-flowing, and below the knee.  From my spirit there emanated a bright, soft-white halo.  My spirit was standing six to eight feet from my body.  It was so strange, for I could see my spirit and my spirit could see my pathetic body.  I had not an ounce of color and I looked all withered and cold and lifeless.  My spirit felt warm and so, so celestial.  As my spirit slowly moved away, my spirit told my body goodbye, for my spirit saw the light and wanted to go into it.  The light was like a circular opening that was warm and bright." Robin Michelle Halberdier of Texas City, Texas, her near-death episode took place in a hospital when she was between one and two months of age.  Born prematurely, and with Hyaline Membrane disease, she was not expected to live "My first visual memory was looking forward and seeing a brilliant bright light, almost like looking directly at the sun.  The strange thing was that I could see my feet in front of me, as if I were floating upward in a vertical position.  I do not remember passing through a tunnel or anything like that, just floating in the beautiful light.  A tremendous amount of warmth and love came from the light. "There was a standing figure in the light, shaped like a normal human being, but with no distinct facial features.  It had a masculine presence.  The light I have described seemed like it emanated from that figure.  Light rays shone all around him.  I felt very protected and safe and loved. "The figure in the light told me through what I now know to be mental telepathy that I must go back, that it was not time for me to come here.  I wanted to stay because I felt so full of joy and so peaceful.  The voice repeated that it wasn't my time; I had a purpose to fulfill and I could come back after I completed it. "The first time I told my parents about my experience was right after I began to talk.  At the time, I believed that what happened to me was something everyone experienced.  I told my mom and dad about the big glass case I was in after I was born, and the figure in the light and what he said to me.  They took my reference to the glass case to mean the incubator.  My father was a medical student at the time, and he had read a book about near-death experiences.  From comparing the information in the book with what I told them, they decided that's what I was describing.  My mom told me all of this years later when I brought the subject up again. "I began attending church at the age of five, and I would look at the picture of Jesus in the Bible and tell my mom that's who it was in the light.  I still have many physical difficulties with my health because of being premature.  But there is a strong need inside me that I should help others with what death is, and talk to terminally ill patients.  I was in the other world and I know there is nothing to be afraid of after death." Bryce Bond, a famous New York City media personality turned parapsychologist, once collapsed after a violent allergic reaction to pine nuts and was rushed to a hospital.  "I hear a bark, and racing toward me is a dog I once had, a black poodle named Pepe.  When I see him, I feel an emotional floodgate open.  Tears fill my eyes.  He jumps into my arms, licking my face.  As I hold him, he is real, more real than I had ever experienced him.  I can smell him, feel him, hear his breathing, and sense his great joy at being with me again. "I put my dog on the ground, and step forward to embrace my stepfather, when a very strong voice is heard in my consciousness.  Not yet, it says.  I scream out, Why?  Then this inner voice says, What have you learned, and whom have you helped?  I am dumb-founded.  The voice seems to be from without as well as within.  Everything stops for a moment.  I have to think of what was asked of me.  I cannot answer what I have learned, but I can answer whom I have helped. "I feel the presence of my dog around me as I ponder those two questions.  Then I hear barking, and other dogs appear, dogs I once had.  As I stand there for what seems to be an eternity.  I want to embrace and be absorbed and merge.  I want to stay.  The sensation of not wanting to come back is overwhelming." "I heard a voice say, 'Welcome back.'  I never asked who said that nor did I care.  I was told by the doctor that I had been dead for over ten minutes." Julian A. Milkes, almost hit by a car "My mother and I were driving out to the lake one afternoon.  My dad was to follow later when he finished work.  We were having company for dinner, and, as we rode along, my mother spotted some wild flowers at the side of the road.  She asked if I wouldn't stop the car and pick them as they would look nice on the dinner table.  I pulled over to the right side of the road (it was not a major highway), parked the car, and went down a small incline to get off the road to pick the flowers.  While I was picking the flowers, a car came whizzing by and suddenly headed straight for me. "As I looked up and saw what I presumed would be an inevitable death, I separated from my body and viewed what was happening from another perspective.  My whole life flashed in front of me, from that moment backwards to segments of my life.  The review was not like a judgment.  It was passive, more like an interesting novelty. "I can't tell you how many times I think of that near-death experience.  Even as I sit here and write my story for you, it seems as though it happened only yesterday." Ernest Hemingway, wounded by shrapnel while fighting on the banks of the river Piave, near Fossalta, Italy. "Dying is a very simple thing.  I've looked at death and really I know." "A big Austrian trench mortar bomb, of the type that used to be called ash cans, exploded in the darkness.  I died then.  I felt my soul or something coming right out of my body, like you'd pull a silk handkerchief out of a pocket by one corner.  It flew around and then came back and went in again and I wasn't dead anymore." "I ate the end of my piece of cheese and took a swallow of wine.  Through the other noise I heard a cough, then came the chuh-chuh-chuh-chuh - then there was a flash, as when a blast-furnace door is swung open, and a roar that started white and went red and on and on in a rushing wind.  I tried to breathe but my breath would not come and I felt myself rush bodily out of myself and out and out and out and all the time bodily in the wind.  I went out swiftly, all of myself, and I knew I was dead and that it had all been a mistake to think you just died.  Then I floated, and instead of going on I felt myself slide back.  I breathed and I was back." John R. Liona of Brooklyn, New York "Mine was a difficult birth, according to my mother.  She said she didn't hear me cry after I was born because I was a 'blue baby.'  They did not bring me to her for two days.  My face was black and blue, and she said the skin was all cut up on the right side of my face.  That's where the forceps slipped.  I was given a tracheotomy to help me breathe.  I am totally deaf in my right ear.  Also, the right side of my face and head is less sensitive than the left.  When I get tired, the right side of my face droops a little, like Bell's palsy. "I am forty years old now.  All my life going back to my childhood I can remember having this same recurring dream.  It is more vivid than any other dream.  It starts and ends the same - I am kneeling down and bent over, frantically trying to untie some kind of knots.  They almost seem alive.  I am pulling on them and they are thick and slippery.  I am very upset.  Pulling and snapping.  I can't see what they're made of.  I remember getting hit in the face while trying to untie or break free of the knots, and waking up crying.  Then I would go back to sleep thinking it was only a dream or a nightmare.  When the dream would happen again on another night, I would sleep through it longer, as I began to get used to it. "After I am able to sleep through the knotty part, suddenly my struggling stops.  I feel like a puppet with all the strings cut.  My body goes limp.  All the stress and struggle is drained right out of me.  I feel very calm and peaceful, but wonder what caused me to lose interest in the knots.  They were important one minute; the next minute I am floating in this big bright light.  I know I can't touch the ground because there is light there, too.  I look at the light and try to move toward it.  I can't, and this upsets me.  There is a woman in a long, flowing gown floating away to my left.  I call and call to her but the light is so bright sound does not travel through it.  I want to talk to the woman.  My dream ends there. "About a year ago, I walk out of my house to go to work.  The ground is wet from rain, yet I find this book lying there - dry.  No one is around, so I pick it up.  The book is called 'CLOSER TO THE LIGHT,' by Melvin Morse, M.D., and Paul Perry.  It is on the near-death experiences of children.  That night I start reading it and cannot put it down.  For the first time in my life, I now understand my dream.  Those knots were when I struggled in the womb with the umbilical cord; getting hit in the face is when the doctor grabbed me with the forceps, then I died.  After that, I went into the light. "But, wait a second.  You're not supposed to remember being born.  We don't just sit around at parties and talk about what we remember of our birth.  We only talk about what our parents tell us.  I look forward to having my dream again.  I'm ready now to experience more of it than before, and without being upset." Jeanne L. Eppley of Columbus, Ohio "My experience happened during the birth of my first child.  For many years I blamed it on the anesthetic.  I had three more children without pain because I believed that if there wasn't any pain, I wouldn't have to have anesthetics that caused experiences like this.  Living proof of mind over matter, right? "What happened was this: Everything was bright yellow.  There was a tiny black dot in the center of all the yellow.  Somehow I knew that the dot was me.  The dot began to divide.  First there was two, then four, then eight.  After there had been enough division, the dots formed into a pinwheel and began to spin.  As the pinwheel spun, the dots began to rejoin in the same manner as they had divided.  I knew that when they were all one again, I would be dead, so I began to fight.  The next thing I remember is the doctor trying to awaken me and keep me on the delivery table, because I was getting up. "When my daughter was born, her head was flattened from her forehead to a point in back.  They told me that she had lodged against my pelvic bone.  But the doctor had already delivered two others that night and was in a hurry to get home.  He took her with forceps.  I've often wondered if my experience was actually hers, instead." "I survived and became very strong.  Before it happened I was a very weak person who had depended on others all my life.  It constantly amazes me that people talk about how much they admire my strength.  I developed a lot of character having lived this life and raising four children alone.  I can honestly say that I like and respect myself now.  I did not when the near-death experience happened.  I believe maybe it was sent to show me that I could be strong.  I certainly needed that strength in the years that came after." Gloria Hipple of Blakeslee, Pennsylvania "My incident took place in August of 1955.  I had been taken to Middlesex Hospital in New Brunswick, New Jersey, due to a miscarriage.  Placed in a ward because I was a military dependent, the doctor who was to care for me never came.  I was placed at a forty-five-degree angle due to bleeding and was left that way for almost eight days.  No one heard my pleas.  By the eighth day, I could not hear anyone, my eyes could not see, and I was later told that my body temperature registered 87.6 degrees.  I should have been dead. "I recall being pulled down into a spinning vortex.  At first, I did not know what was happening.  Then I realized my body was being drawn downward, head first.  I panicked and fought, trying to grab at the sides of the vortex.  All I could think of was my two children.  No one would care for them.  I pleaded, Please, not now, but I kept moving downward. "I tried to see something, but all there was to see was this cyclonic void that tapered into a funnel.  I kept grabbing at the sides but my fingers had nothing to grasp.  Terror set in, true terror.  I saw a black spot, darker than the funnel and like a black curtain, falling in front of me.  Then there was a white dot, like a bright light at the end of the funnel.  But as I grew closer, it was a small white skull.  It became larger, grinning at me with bare sockets and gaping mouth, and traveling straight toward me like a baseball.  Not only was I terrified, I was really livid, too.  I struggled to grab hold of anything to keep me from falling, but the skull loomed larger.  'My kids, my baby is so little.  My little boy, he's only two years old.  No!'  My words rang in my head and ears.  With a bellowing yell, I screamed: 'No!  damn it, no!  Let me go.  My babies need me!  No!  No!  No!  No!' "The skull shattered into fragments and I slowed in movement.  A white light, the brightest light I have ever known or will ever see again was in place of the skull.  It was so bright yet it did not blind me.  It was a welcome, calming light.  The black spot or curtain was gone.  I felt absolute peace of mind and sensed myself floating upward, and I was back.  I heard my husband calling me, off in the distance.  I opened my eyes but could not see him.  Two doctors were at the foot of my bed - both were angry and compassionate at the same time.  I was taken to the operating room, given several pints of blood, and was released one week later. "No one would believe my handshake with the grim reaper.  Scoffers almost put me in tears.  Everyone laughed at me, including my husband, so I never told my story again - until I wrote to you.  It was the most horrendous, yet the most gratifying experience I've ever had in my life." And another  in 1943 during a tonsillectomy  "Ether was the sedation used to put me to sleep.  I recall being terrified by the mask and the awful smell.  I can still taste it as I think about it.  As the sedation took hold, there was the vortex, the dizzy spinning sensation, as I was dragged downward into sleep.  I screamed, not knowing what was happening to me." "My near-death experience has made me quite sensitive to many more things than my mind understands.  It also helped me to be less serious about myself.  I'm dispensable.  I have discovered I do not value 'things' as I once did.  I befriend people in a different way.  I respect their choices to be the people they want to be.  The same for my own family.  I will guide, but not demand.  As for the "Light" - it was then and remains so, my encounter with the most powerful of all entities.  The giver of life on both sides of the curtain.  After all, I was given a second chance.  I am blessed and cannot ask for more." Sandra H. Brock of Staunton, Virginia "I had a stomach stapling in 1980 and, in the process, had to have a deformed spleen removed.  I hemorrhaged on the operating table, and the doctor said that at three times he thought he was going to lose me.  The first day after surgery I had to have transfusions.  During one of the transfusions I started feeling really weird.  I felt like if I shut my eyes I would never open them again.  I called a nurse.  Of course, she said it was all in my head, and left the room.  I remember she just walked out the door and I started being pulled through a tunnel.  It was a terrible experience because all I could see were people from my past, people who were already dead, who had done or said something to me that had hurt me in one way or another.  They were laughing and screaming, until I thought I could not stand it.  I begged and begged that I be allowed to go back.  I could see a light at the end of the tunnel but I never really got close to it.  All of a sudden I was back in my bed, just thankful I had not died." She’s had other NDE’s, as well. "My mother told me that when she found she was pregnant with me, she prayed that I would die.  They were just coming out of the depression and they already had a baby and could not afford another.  When I was born, I was born with a harelip.  Mother thought that was her punishment for wanting me dead.  Within several days, and without any surgery, my harelip healed itself, and to this day I do not carry a scar.  She also told me that when I was only a few weeks old, she came to my bassinet and found me not breathing.  I had already turned purple.  She grabbed me, shook me, and blew in my face until I started breathing again.  I don't remember this experience, but I do remember being in a bassinet that had no liner.  I remember studying my hands and what my hands looked like as an infant.  My mother said I couldn't possibly remember this, but I did, and I was right." Alice Morrison-Mays New Orleans, Louisiana "From my position near the ceiling, I watched as they began to wrap both my legs from tips of the toes up to my hips, then my arms and hands up to the shoulders.  This was to keep what blood remained for my heart and lungs.  Then they tilted my body so my legs were up in the air and I was standing on my head! "I was furious about the way they had handled Jeff's birth and now they were running around like chickens with their heads cut off squawking loudly; and here I was looking at that silent, bandaged body lying on a tilt table, head to the floor, legs and feet in the air.  I was venting my anger and frustration from the corner of the ceiling on the right side of my body.  I can remember the anger vividly, fury at the powerless position this whole event put me in, and I was very 'verbal' about it - silently - up there, as my mind raced to express its reaction, worry, and concern.  Their statements 'We're losing her!  We're losing her!'  frightened me and I'd get pissed all over again. "The scene changed and I was no longer in that room.  I found myself in a place of such beauty and peace.  It was timeless and spaceless.  I was aware of delicate and shifting hues of colors with their accompanying rainbows of 'sound,' though there was no noise in this sound.  It might have felt like wind and bells, were it earthly.  I 'hung' there - floating.  Then I became aware of other loving, caring beings hovering near me.  Their presence was so welcoming and nurturing.  They appeared 'formless' in the way I was accustomed by now to seeing things.  I don't know how to describe them.  I was aware of some bearded male figures in white robes in a semicircle around me.  The atmosphere became blended as though made of translucent clouds.  I watched as these clouds and their delicate shifting colors moved through and around us. "A dialogue softly started with answers to my unfinished questions almost before I could form them.  They said they were my guides and helpers as well as being God's Messengers.  Even though they were assigned to me as a human and always available to me - they had other purposes, too.  They were in charge of other realms in creation and had the capacity of being in several places simultaneously.  They were also 'in charge' of several different levels of knowledge.  I became aware of an ecstasy and a joy that permeated the whole, unfolding beyond anything that I had experienced in my living twenty-five years, up to that point.  Even having my two previous children, whom I wanted very much, couldn't touch the 'glow' of this special experience. "Then I was aware of an Immense Presence coming toward me, bathed in white, shimmering light that glowed and at times sparkled like diamonds.  Everything else seen, the colors, beings, faded into the distance as the Light Being permeated everything.  I was being addressed by an overwhelming presence.  Even though I felt unworthy, I was being lifted into that which I could embrace.  The Joy and Ecstasy were intoxicating.  It was 'explained' that I could remain there if I wanted; it was a choice I could make. "There was much teaching going on, and I was just 'there' silently, quietly.  I felt myself expanding and becoming part of All That Was in Total Freedom Unconditionally.  I became aware again that I needed to make a choice.  Part of me wanted to remain forever, but I finally realized I didn't want to leave a new baby motherless.  I left with sadness and reluctance. "Almost instantly I felt reentry into my body through the silver cord at the top of my head.  There was something skin to a physical bump.  As soon as I entered, I heard someone near me say, 'Oh, we've got her back.'  I was told I had two pieces of placenta as large as grapefruits removed." Steven B. Ridenhour of Charlottesville, Virginia "We smoked another joint and then headed toward the rapids.  Debbie begins laughing, and the next thing I know we're overtaken by laughter.  The giggling stops as we're swept off our feet and dragged downriver.  Debbie cries out, 'Steven I can't swim.  I'm drowning.'  I feel powerless because I can't get to her and I'm yelling, 'Hang on, don't panic,' when I take a tremendous mouthful of water.  Without any warning, time, as I know it, stops. "The water has a golden glow and I find myself just floating as without gravity, feeling very warm and comfortable.  I'm floating in a vertical position with my arms outstretched and my head laying on my left shoulder.  I feel totally at peace and full of serenity in this timeless space.  Next I go through a past-life review.  It was like looking at a very fast slide show of my past life, and I do mean fast, like seconds.  I don't quite understand the significance of all the events that were shown to me, but I'm sure there is some importance.  When this ended, it was as if I was floating very high up and looking down at a funeral.  Suddenly I realized that I was looking at myself in a casket.  I saw myself dressed in a black tux with a white shirt and a red rose on my left lapel.  Standing around me were my immediate family and significant friends. "Then, as if some powerful force wrapped around me, I was thrust out of the water, gasping for air.  There was Debbie within arm's reach.  I grabbed her by the back of her hair and I was able to get us both over to the rocks and out of the water.  After lying on the rocks for a while, I glance over at Debbie and it's like looking at a ghost.  As she describes what she went through, it became apparent that we both had the same experience underwater - the golden glow, the serenity, seeing our lives flash before us, floating over a funeral, and seeing ourselves in a casket.  That is the only time we ever talked about it.  I haven't seen or talked with Debbie since." Passenger Justin Kowalczyk “my near death experience: December 8th 2006 I got attacked by a pitbull. Tore my upper lip in half and off my face. got rushed to the ER, put under and into emergency surgery to  try and reconnect what they could find and stop the bleeding. While under anesthesia I found myself watching the doctors work on me. my viewpoint seemed to be from the ceiling of the room. No sound. but they seemed frantic. came too and brought up my "dream" to doctors and family. i was told you do not dream under anesthesia.  fast forward 2 years and while going over the medical records for the lawsuit i stumble upon the fact that they couldnt get the bleeding to stop and couldnt keep my airway clear. for a brief period i had died on the table.  pretty sure this is what I saw in my "dream"” Her name is Winnie:Four years ago, I was on the I-10 highway in Arizona, making my daily commute from work. This is also a huge truck route, so traffic got pretty brutal at times. All seemed fine for once, traffic was flowing smoothly and we were all cruising at about 75. Out of nowhere, everyone jumps to the right lanes and comes to a screeching halt. There is an ADOT (Arizona Department of Transportation) car in the far left lane, seemingly parked in the lane with the worker on his phone. I hit my hazard lights and slam on my brakes and miss the pickup truck in front of me by an inch. I check behind me, and a few people have thrown their cars into the shoulder to avoid hitting the car in front of them. Thats when I see it- I remember it as vividly as if it happened yesterday-I watched my rear view in horror as a red, Volvo semi with a refrigerated trailer is still going full speed. The driver has his head turned, talking to his passenger. They're not slowing down, they don't see me. I see his passenger turn his head and point frantically as they barrel closer and closer. I hear his brakes engage, I hear his tires squeal, but they're still not stopping. I contemplate fleeing my vehicle, but there's no time. Suddenly, I saw a flash of my life play out before me." I didn't get to tell my boyfriend goodbye this morning. When was the last time I called my mother? What am I going to do? There's nowhere to run, I'm going to die, the person in front of me is going to die, and the person in front of them is at the very least going to be really messed up. Oh my God. Fuck. Fuck. This is going to hurt. I'm not ready to go." All of these thoughts occurred in the same 5 seconds.  I felt my car get hit, and I see the semi on the side of me, scraping down the guard rail. He threw his truck into the shoulder to avoid hitting me head on.. The truck finally stopped about a football field away from me, and I realize I'm alive. Immediately after I realize I'm not only alive but in one piece, I look out my window and see that my car is surrounded by people, frantically trying to get me to unlock the vehicle. I unlock my door, and Immediately after that I blacked out. Was it stress? Trauma? I don't know. But I have first hand accounts from law enforcement and paramedics that I drove my car off the freeway as instructed and sat down to be looked over by paramedics after giving my statement. I have severe pain in my back to this day, but considering what should have happened, I'll take it. I don't believe in angels, divine intervention or even fate. 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A conversation about Baptists, Charismatic Christianity, Deconstruction, Marcionism, Augustine and Notes from the Tilt-A-Whirl.

On this episode of LMAYAQ, Producer EJ asks, do you have any stories at an amusement park, sea park, zoo, carnival, etc? Does anything embarrassing or sexy come to mind? Joined by Moot.tv regular Host Anthony, expect some handi-capable skiing on this episode of Let Me Ask You A Question. Continue Reading → The post LMAYAQ Ep170: Fuckin’ On A Tilt-A-Whirl appeared first on Moot.tv.

On this episode of LMAYAQ, Producer EJ asks, do you have any stories at an amusement park, sea park, zoo, carnival, etc? Does anything embarrassing or sexy come to mind? Joined by Moot.tv regular Host Anthony, expect some handi-capable skiing on this episode of Let Me Ask You A Question. Continue Reading → The post LMAYAQ Ep170: Fuckin' On A Tilt-A-Whirl appeared first on Moot.tv.

Jeanne, a shy young woman, lives at home with her uninhibited bartender mother and works the graveyard shift as a cleaner at an amusement park. Her mother wants her to meet a man, but Jeanne prefers tinkering in her bedroom with wires, light bulbs, and spare parts, creating miniature versions of theme park rides. During her late-night shifts she begins spending intimate time with the alluring new Tilt-A-Whirl ride that she decides to call Jumbo. Finding herself seduced by “his” red lights, smooth chrome, and oily hydraulics, Jeanne concludes that the thrilling new relationship she wants to pursue is with Jumbo.Writer-director Zoé Wittock brings gleeful energy, buoyant humor, and surrealistic style to an unusual type of love story—one between woman and machine—in her debut feature. Taking the perspective of Jeanne, who is played with focus and emotion by Noémie Merlant (Portrait of a Lady on Fire), allows us to enter her world of self-discovery and exhilaration for her literal object of desire, while her devoted mother struggles to understand and accept her unconventional choices.

"The Explorers" had everything an '80s kid could want in a movie: three buddies building a spaceship from a Tilt-A-Whirl, magical computers, teenage aliens, and cool special effects from Industrial Light and Magic. What this 1985 sci-fi adventure lacked was enough time to fully develop. "Gremlins" director Joe Dante was forced to rush an unfinished film to theaters, dooming an otherwise promising project that starred future superstars Ethan Hawke and River Phoenix. What we got was a movie that's both classic and catastrophe, mixing innocent dreams with eerily sexual spacemen.  Shat The Movies listener James B. commissioned "The Explorers," giving the Shat Crew runway to talk about Big D's Radio Shack shoplifting, Gene's discovery of Catholic sex, King Bee's online harassment skills, and Roger's knowledge of Brazilian Space AIDS. We also recall our failed childhood inventions, including bungee jumping with sewing supplies. SUBSCRIBE & FOLLOW Android: http://shatthemovies.com/android Apple/iTunes: http://shatthemovies.com/itunes Social Media: Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, YouTube, Snapchat Website: http://shatthemovies.com/ HELP SUPPORT THE PODCAST Donate with Paypal: http://shatthemovies.com/paypal Donate With Venmo: https://venmo.com/shatpodcasts Get Podcast Merchandise: http://shatthemovies.com/shop Shop Amazon With Our Affiliate Link: https://www.amazon.com/?tag=shatmovies-20 Sponsor's Listener Survey: http://shatthemovies.com/survey Leave an iTunes Review: http://shatthemovies.com/review Vote for our Next Movies: http://shatthemovies.com/vote Feeds & Social Media: http://shatthemovies.com/subscribe-and-follow Leave a Voicemail: (914) 719-SHAT - (914) 719-7428 Email: hosts@shatthemovies.com Listen to our TV Podcasts: https://shatontv.com/shat-on-podcasts Theme Song - Die Hard by Guyz Nite: https://www.facebook.com/guyznite

In this 171st episode of “Elton Jim” Turano’s “CAPTAIN POD-TASTIC,” Jim Turano explains how after watching the recent Little League World Series, he was reminded of some unforgettable childhood memories — and how a listener helped him recall his first frightening and “freeing” “Tilt-A-Whirl” moment.   And in the “Pop Culture Club,” regular contributor, Emily […]

NERD ALERT! Totally by accident, Matt and Josh take this conversation to NERDCON 5 with talk of the perfect coaster seat, coaster credits and having a refined coaster palette. They also discuss wait times, theme park design and the finesse it takes to operate a Tilt-A-Whirl. Somehow, they even work in an educational topic!   Have a question for the mailbag or know of a guest we should feature?  Drop us a line! Josh - josh@amusementadvantage.com Matt - matt@performanceoptimist.com Twitter Facebook LinkedIn This episode is brought to you by FunRating.  If you work in any area of the attractions industry, you’re probably curious how guests at your attraction perceive critical areas of guest experience.  Which facility type provided the best service in 2018?  Who really needs to improve their food service?  And which attraction saw the highest increase in likelihood to return?  These questions, and more, can all be found in the FunRating Report, and this is information that only Amusement Advantage can provide.  The FunRating Report can be found at funrating.com, and we have an exclusive offering for AttractionPros listeners.  To save 10% off of the one-time purchase of $375, tune into the podcast!

We give further thoughts on the progress the Suns made on the east coast in December and how they can keep the momentum heading back home against a murderer's row of opponents.Deandre Ayton and Devin Booker put together their best individual stretches of the season over the past five games and the Suns went 3-2. That's no coincidence. Booker's offensive versatility and defense combined with Ayton's defensive growth are a difficult combination to deal with.We preview Ayton's rematches with a few West centers as well as the scoring matchups for Booker during the next seven contests, from Kemba Walker to De'Aaron Fox. Finally, we predict the Suns' record during the homestand. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

We give further thoughts on the progress the Suns made on the east coast in December and how they can keep the momentum heading back home against a murderer’s row of opponents. Deandre Ayton and Devin Booker put together their best individual stretches of the season over the past five games and the Suns went 3-2. That’s no coincidence. Booker’s offensive versatility and defense combined with Ayton’s defensive growth are a difficult combination to deal with. We preview Ayton’s rematches with a few West centers as well as the scoring matchups for Booker during the next seven contests, from Kemba Walker to De’Aaron Fox. Finally, we predict the Suns’ record during the homestand. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Welcome to the Dim Carnival! This is part 2 of Bizaar. This episode includes tracks: Whut? (featuring Twiztid), Still Stabbin', and Tilt-A-Whirl. Let's get to it!

This week, it's all about that Jersey Shore, bay-bay! After a bit of discussion of our park, FreeWorld, and it's layout, we dive in to our attractions for the week. First up, Jim pulls a Four Seasons swerve before inviting everyone to go Dancing In The Dark on his heavily modified indoor Tilt-A-Whirl that would probably leave most wishing they had just stayed off the boardwalk. Meanwhile, Scottye skirts his responsibilities and hands the reigns over to his good friend Jersey Dan, who shares with us his coaster The Jersey Devil, an attraction with a finale that might need a little rethink before potentially allowing guests to ride. It's not his fault, Scottye told him we were on the moon.

#226 - This week we discuss "Explorers"  Joe Dante directs this move about 3 young boys who build a space ship out of junk and then fly into space to meet up with some very underwhelming teenage aliens.  Starring a very young Ethan Hawke and River Phoenix, this movie is a classic for kids, but maybe not some much for adults. We then crossover into our favorite custom built vehicles, such as Doc Brown's Delorean, Homer's soapbox racer, and many more.   Category: Movies HSF Rating Alex-4, Scott-5, Jeff-5   Please follow and contact us at the following locations: Facebook:Hans Shot First Twitter: http://twitter.com/hansshot1st Email: hansshotfirst@outlook.com iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/hans-shot-first/id778071182 Google Play: https://play.google.com/music/m/I5q2th5tzsucvpzgmy3kmzgtd44?t=Hans_Shot_First

Usually cancellation means death for a TV series, but these days, there is hope for resurrection. Showrunner Dan Goor went through an emotional Tilt-A-Whirl when his cop comedy ‘Brooklyn Nine-Nine' was dropped by Fox after 5 seasons, only to be brought back to life by NBC just one day later. Goor takes us through the topsy turvy ride.

A podcast based on the work of Curt Brown, whose column appears each Sunday in the Minneapolis Star-Tribune newspaper.

Christopher Whitlatch concludes his discussion about dealing with bipolar disorder with Jim Ellermeyer with a discussion on listening, how his experience feels like a Tilt a Whirl, the symptoms to look for and how to start moving in the direction for treatment. Check out Chris’s story here: https://www.facebook.com/christopher.whitlatch/videos/10213769965455953/ You can also explore Chris Whitlatch’s Into Pittsburgh series on PCTV 21 ! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1UHK1iDY4pk&list=PL4ckBngJbpZLR3V9xlK7kI5E6z5glNFKZ  Subscribe to our Podcast on iTunes, Stitcher, Google Music, TuneIn or look for it on your favorite Podcatcher!  Also, check us out streaming on The River's Edge online radio! Intro music: “Life” by Tobu. 

Christopher Whitlatch concludes his discussion about dealing with bipolar disorder with Jim Ellermeyer with a discussion on listening, how his experience feels like a Tilt a Whirl, the symptoms to look for and how to start moving in the direction for treatment. Check out Chris’s story here: https://www.facebook.com/christopher.whitlatch/videos/10213769965455953/ You can also explore Chris Whitlatch’s Into Pittsburgh series on PCTV 21 ! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1UHK1iDY4pk&list=PL4ckBngJbpZLR3V9xlK7kI5E6z5glNFKZ  Subscribe to our Podcast on iTunes, Stitcher, Google Music, TuneIn or look for it on your favorite Podcatcher!  Also, check us out streaming on The River's Edge online radio! Intro music: “Life” by Tobu. 

How do we reconcile our faith with science? How can we believe in miracles and the gospel of the Resurrection of Christ in a scientific world? What are some of the fundamental things to understand about the Bible and the scientific method? Finally, how do parents discuss this hard topic with their student? In this first of two episodes, spiritual life faculty member Matt Brown sits down with three of long-time Brentwood Academy science faculty members: Tom Cox (biology), Wendy Stallings (physics), and Jeff Bryant (chemistry) to discuss these questions and more. Below are links to resources that Tom, Wendy, and Jeff mention throughout the show. RESOURCES: Surprised by Hope – by N.T. Wright Science and Religion: Some Historical Perspectives – by John Hedley Brooke Notes From the Tilt-A-Whirl – by N.D. Wilson The Language of God – by Francis Collins Mere Christianity – by C.S. Lewis A Scientific Theology, Volumes 1 & 2 – by Alister McGrath Belief in God in the Age of Science – By John Polkinghorn

How do we reconcile our faith with science? How can we believe in miracles and the gospel of the Resurrection of Christ in a scientific world? What are some of the fundamental things to understand about the Bible and the scientific method? In this first of two episodes, spiritual life faculty member Matt Brown sits down with three of long-time Brentwood Academy science faculty members: Tom Cox (biology), Wendy Stallings (physics), and Jeff Bryant (chemistry) to discuss these questions and more. Below are links to resources that Tom, Wendy, and Jeff mention throughout the show. Make sure to stay tuned for Part 2 as we discuss how parents can approach this seemingly difficult topic. RESOURCES: Surprised by Hope – by N.T. Wright Science and Religion: Some Historical Perspectives – by John Hedley Brooke Notes From the Tilt-A-Whirl – by N.D. Wilson The Language of God – by Francis Collins Mere Christianity – by C.S. Lewis A Scientific Theology, Volumes 1 & 2 – by Alister McGrath Belief in God in the Age of Science – By John Polkinghorn

Today’s guest, Debbie Reber, is a New York Times best-selling author, podcaster, and speaker. She joins Charlie today to discuss how she made the transition from working in television to becoming a best-selling author, and how the birth of her neurologically-different son altered her body of work and how she got it done. While her work is geared toward parents of neuro-diverse children, this is a great episode for everyone because it shows how sticking with your work and listening to where it’s taking you can blossom into new and unexpected opportunities. Key Takeaways: [2:23] - Debbie started her career in TV, then she started writing, and her writing shifted. She did video production for international relief organizations, and moved into kid’s TV, and eventually decided that she wanted to write a book. Throughout all of these, she was pursuing other side projects that provided a different level of personal fulfillment. Fifteen years later, she’s still writing books. [6:12] - Debbie is finally at a point in her life where her career and her desires are woven together, and aspects of her past careers inform every aspect of her current work. [7:53] - Her work has always sort of revolved around marginalized groups in general, though she is pulled more in the direction of kids and teens. She worked in kid’s media, has volunteered and focused on working with underprivileged teen girls, and of course, is mom to her son Asher. [11:00] - Debbie’s son Asher is thirteen now, and what she calls “differently wired.” He has diagnoses of ADHD, Asperger’s, and is also profoundly gifted. As her only child, Asher gets a lot of her attention. As he was growing up, routine things took longer than normal, and Debbie had to learn how to be in work mode but drop things at a moment’s notice to attend to her son. There was a struggle prioritizing her work time with time for her son and also her own self-care. During this time though (2002-2016), she published 9 or 10 books, so she remained very productive during these years. [16:42] - A lot of creative people get to the point where they wait for a period of time where things calm down and say that’s when they’ll be able to do their work, so they don’t do it in the current moment. There can still be some great work done in the moments of chaos. For Debbie, she refused to let her personal work be impacted by the other things going on in her life. [19:05] - A lot of creative people have some sort of mindfulnesses practice, as well as an athletic or discipline practice. Being a runner is a huge part of who Debbie is, and it keeps her emotionally and mentally healthy. Her unapologetic nature about running transfers to other aspects of her life, where she sets goals and works for them, no turning back. For listeners, find a discipline that you can get into. The benefit will be great! [21:40] - Debbie shares about the transition between sending Asher to school and the decision to homeschool him. Schools never seemed to be a good fit, and when Debbie’s family had an opportunity to move overseas, they made the decision to start homeschooling. She speaks about how it was scary, but she knew it was the right thing to do. [25:35] - Debbie started the Tilt Parenting website and podcast shortly after their move overseas. While raising Asher, she had trouble accessing information about how to navigate the journey of raising her son. She knew that she wanted to bring that information to other people eventually, and things fell into place for her to launch her Tilt platform, rather than waiting until the book was finished. [29:59] - It didn’t occur to Debbie to start Tilt earlier because she wasn’t ready to give up her work with teens. When they made the move to Amsterdam, it helped her to look at things in a different light and she made the space for a new body of work. She had to make a conscious choice to sort of let the work with teens go and dive into the new work for differently wired kids that was very personal to her. [36:18] - The idea for Tilt came from a moment when Debbie was at the Jersey Shore with her family and they rode the Tilt-A-Whirl. The name captures the idea of holding on and not necessarily knowing where things are going, as well as the idea that we need to tilt our perspective and allow differently wired children to tilt the future. [37:45] - At the very least, 1 in 5 kids in the US are differently wired. That’s a lot of kids, and even more parents. For the number of people affected, the resources really aren’t there for people to access. Often in the school system, these kids are seen as inconveniences because they require different accommodations. [41:05] - Debbie talks about how parents of differently wired kids are sometimes divided into different groups and compared against each other, which sort of forces them to be kept silent. One of the things she wanted to encourage with Tilt is to unite parents to advocate for the kids. [43:15] - Some of the disparities in our education system is that there are a lot of kids with different needs and capabilities, and the standard bell curve doesn’t really work for them (or many kids, at that). What makes it tricky for differently wired kids is that how they are is seen as a behavioral challenge, when really it’s how they cope and move through the world. [48:36] - Alternative education (like homeschooling) is not always an option for differently wired kids. It is important to figure out ways to work within the system and help both kids and parents learn how to advocate for their education. Debbie encourages parents to adopt a questioning mindset to explore experiences and create intention in behaviors. [53:40] - Debbie talks about the fluency map she created for her and Asher, and how it helps the parents and child become fluent in each other’s language. If parents become fluent in their child’s language and are attuned to little signs, then that can foster more trust and security in the way they relate to each other. It may also be helpful for the parents to share their language with their kids. [58:10] - Tilt is coming out June 2018, but has been finished since last July. In this book in particular, since the book was so personal and important, the process was more difficult than some of her other books. Since it’s been finished, Debbie has been focusing on her podcast and growing the audience of people they can reach. [1:01:00] - All creators know that when you finally finish whatever project you’re working on, you’re ready to show the work off. It can be hard when you have to wait to share the finished product. It’s a normal thing that happens, but it’s important to find a way to get back into the fight while you’re waiting. [1:06:40] - Debbie’s challenge for listeners is to recognize and start noticing our own implicit biases we might have against neuro-diverse people. Be aware of one point judgement starting to come in and where your default thoughts go, and invite curiosity on how you might approach the situation in a way that will begin to accept and embrace these people. Mentioned in This Episode: Productive Flourishing Debbie Reber Books by Debbie Reber Tilt Parenting Understood Productive Flourishing Podcast Episode 169 - Penelope Trunk: Asperger's, Creativity, and the Education System Leave a Review

Ecclesiastes 2.18-26: Your vocation is a gift to be given away for the life of the world. It's yeast (Luke 13:20–21).  “The world is rated R, and no one is checking IDs. Do not try to make it G by imagining the shadows away. Do not try to hide your children from the world forever, and do not try to pretend there is no danger. Train them. Give them sharp eyes and bellies full of laughter. Make them dangerous. Make them yeast, and when they’ve grown, they will pollute the shadows.” ― N.D. Wilson, Notes From the Tilt-A-Whirl

Ecclesiastes1.12-18;2.12-17--Knowledge and wisdom madness and folly all end in death. So. what's the point?

Show #305   Uncle Lucius - The Light  (The Light) Maura Kennedy - Bicycles With Broken Spokes  (Villanelle: The Songs Of Maura Kennedy And B.D. Love) Lyal Strickland - Knocking Down Doors  (Balanced on Barbed Wire) The Earnest Lovers - No Songs Came By Today (Sing Sad Songs) (mic break) The Milk Carton Kids - Monterey (Monterey) The Railsplitters -Tilt-A-Whirl  (The Faster It Goes) Jerry Castle - Need You  (South Holston) Uncle Lucius - Age of Reason  (The Light) (mic break) Poor Man’s Whiskey - Whiskey Under The Bridge (Whiskey Under The Bridge) Brock Zeman - Pulling Your Sword Out of The Devil's Back  (Pulling Your Sword Out of The Devil's Back) 40 Watt Dreams - Little Red Bird  (After the Show) Shawn Nelson - Tighten Up  (The Devil's River) Dale Watson - Jonesin' for Jones  (Call Me Insane) (mic break) Uncle Lucius - No Time Flat (The Light)   Twitter: @Fratrain Flipboard: Americana Boogie Music     (July 2nd, 2015) Bill Frater

The Bigg Success Show #862 (Duration 3:44)One of these two rides is your ticket to happiness and fulfillment. Which one is it? Visit our blog for the mobile podcast player and to comment. http://biggsuccess.comThanks for listening!- George & Mary-Lynn

Today's podcast has two sections: Creativity Studio and The Living Room.

On this week’s podcast, we talk to filmmaker N.D. Wilson about his project Notes From the Tilt-A-Whirl. He’s also the best-selling author of a bunch of children’s books, but this project is completely different as it provides an emotional and intellectual tour of life and death. We also get sidetracked by John Tesh’s Twitter feed, Jesse makes us play a game based on summer movies, Cameron gives up caffeine, Maya is absent and Calvin brings one of the

On this week's podcast, we talk to filmmaker N.D. Wilson about his project Notes From the Tilt-A-Whirl. He's also the best-selling author of a bunch of children's books, but this project is completely different as it provides an emotional and intellectual tour of life and death. We also get sidetracked by John Tesh's Twitter feed, Jesse makes us play a game based on summer movies, Cameron gives up caffeine, Maya is absent and Calvin brings one of the--- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/relevant-podcast/messageSupport this podcast: https://anchor.fm/relevant-podcast/support See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.