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It's a big show for Elis's confidence. After failing to clinch the first quint-connection last week, he was already on the ropes. But throw in a Made Up Game question harking back to school maths, and another tense outing of the Cymru Connection, and he may (does) turn into a man on the edge.And for said Made Up Game we have a very special guest in the studio. It's someone who brings Elis and John vibes to the area most weeks, and they're here to present their very own game.Plus there's a lot of talk about imbalance within the BBC and the classic question: what if 100,000 cars watched Oasis?It's elisandjohn@bbc.co.uk and 07974 293 022 on WhatsApp for all your very best stuff.

When the Legislature of the new state of Oregon started looking for someone to serve as the state's first Chaplain of the Legislature, Uncle Joab's name naturally came readily to mind. But it wouldn't be long before they wished they'd never even heard of this plain-speaking, long-preaching circuit rider.... (Near Jefferson, Marion County; 1850s) (For text and pictures, see https://offbeatoregon.com/1901c.uncle-joab-powell-part1.html)

We're taking a trip to Tromaville to celebrate, America's favorite Uncle (suck it, Sam) and Troma Pictures Founder, Lloyd Kaufman. We're starting with 1986's Class of Nuke 'em High. The RT plot synopsis is succinct and to the point: Tromaville's honor students are transformed into rampaging freaks when toxic waste leaks into the water supply. That's it. And surprisingly, we liked it!Ween encounters the worst type of villain, "Fat Guy with a Shotgun", for this weeks Tubi or Not Tubi.Up Next: Troma's WarWhat We're Watching:Netflix Headspace: guide to sleepInsert CoinWhere to Find us:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Threads⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Youtube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠TikTok⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Letterboxd⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠boozeboobsandbloodpodcast@gmail.comb3horrorpodcast.combluesky: @⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠b3podcast.bsky.social⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Join me as I unbox the Tales of Uncle Trapspringer, Adventures in Krynn by Dixie Lee McKeone. This is the third novel in the Lost Legends series. It was released in 1997 by Wizards of the Coast.

Comedian and actor Nick Helm joins Spooning With Mark Wogan this week.Nick opens up about being diagnosed with ADHD and Bipolar, how he finds being on the road touring, the success of Uncle on BBC Three and being part of Eastenders in 2024.Guilty Pleasure: Pepsi Max CherryHates: Ramen NoodlesSpoon One: Baked OnionsSpoon Two: Saffron RisottoFor more information on Nick's, No One Gets Out Alice tour visit: www.nick-helm.co.uk For more information on Corrigan's private rooms in Mayfair we film Spooning With Mark Wogan in visit:Lindsay Room: https://www.corrigansmayfair.co.uk/private-dining/private-dining-rooms/the-lindsay-roomChef's Table: https://www.corrigansmayfair.co.uk/private-dining/private-dining-rooms/chefs-tableSenior Podcast Producer: Johnny SeifertVisual Producer: Chris JacobsAssistant Producer: Toby SilverThis is a News Broadcasting Production Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Comedian and actor Nick Helm joins Spooning With Mark Wogan this week.Nick opens up about being diagnosed with ADHD and Bipolar, how he finds being on the road touring, the success of Uncle on BBC Three and being part of Eastenders in 2024.Guilty Pleasure: Pepsi Max CherryHates: Ramen NoodlesSpoon One: Baked OnionsSpoon Two: Saffron RisottoFor more information on Nick's, No One Gets Out Alice tour visit: www.nick-helm.co.uk For more information on Corrigan's private rooms in Mayfair we film Spooning With Mark Wogan in visit:Lindsay Room: https://www.corrigansmayfair.co.uk/private-dining/private-dining-rooms/the-lindsay-roomChef's Table: https://www.corrigansmayfair.co.uk/private-dining/private-dining-rooms/chefs-tableSenior Podcast Producer: Johnny SeifertVisual Producer: Chris JacobsAssistant Producer: Toby SilverThis is a News Broadcasting Production Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

What my Uncle who sticks coins to his forehead can tell us about artificial intelligence and simulation theory . An exploration of the work of John Scotus Eriugena Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Poor Winnie did NOT have a stroke... The NEW Certified Fans is here! My Mom has a hoarder friend?? Uncle Ste Ste is officially here!! Become a Certified Fan! Help support the podcast and get our Thursday show, More Mama's Boy!  Adopt An Episode! Want to show us a little extra love? Adopt an Episode and get a personal shoutout in an upcoming show! This episode was adopted by the amazing Michele K. from Griffin, GA. Thank you!! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

A little but of everything for the Auntie's and Uncle's in all of us.

In Christopher Nolan's Batman trilogy there are several iconic lines: “Crime cannot be tolerated. Criminals thrive on the indulgence of society's 'understanding'."  “You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” In the philosophical and psychological world of Batman the line between right and wrong is blurred. Sometimes Batman is correct and other times villains like the Joker are correct. It is the archetype of the Joker which is a symbol of our shadow. Joke famously says, “Nobody panics when things go ‘according to plan.' Even if the plan is horrifying!” This is a wonderful explanation for why so many are willing to follow Q-Anon, accept contradictions in the Epstein story, or double down on Democrat agendas or MAGA. So long as the plan is followed then the contradictions, hypocrisy, crimes, and gas lighting matter little. Most of these plans stem from curators, be them the mysterious Q, a variety of podcast bros, or mainstream media. Many are now turning to Chatbots in order to acquire new plans and prophecies to follow. A recent revelation uncovered how MAGA even has their own chatbots. With nearly every revolutionary movement being exposed as what amounts to a chatbot, the US Government is now asking the public to donate to pay down the national debt. This is peak clown. The public refuses to do what is necessary, indulging in the self-congratulation of letting criminals run wild in the name of understanding. *The is the FREE archive, which includes advertisements. If you want an ad-free experience, you can subscribe below underneath the show description.FREE ARCHIVE (w. ads)SUBSCRIPTION ARCHIVEX / TWITTER FACEBOOKWEBSITECashApp: $rdgable EMAIL: rdgable@yahoo.com / TSTRadio@protonmail.comBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-secret-teachings--5328407/support.

Uncle has a list of topics to discuss, and he does a fine job of covering them in great detail.  Topics include: McTor, chat rooms, TikTak, videos, phone calls, more technical issues, the Idiot in costume, dead wrestler, Billy Graham, Hulk Hogan, Ozzy Osbourne, Republican National Convention appearance, NWO, heel turn, WCW, the Little Guys, Kevin Nash, Scott Hall, Attitude Era, extreme wrestling, no more bands, OC Fair, concerts, Sammy Hay Cart, Beatles actor replacements, Fab Four, Yoko, shot glass from Aspen, stickers, look at the face, a video a day, Steve Ballmer, food videos, list of topics, South Park episode, baseball, state of Disney, Robot Wars, Battle Bots, weekend livestreams, Delda, Zelda movie, TV shows, Prison Break, garage storage, rat genocide, sound dropped from Ochelli feed, playing with fire, he did it, Jitsi, browser tabs, interface, Billy Joel

The Age of Transitions and UNCLE 7-25-2025AoT#469Aaron and Chuck discuss the passing of Ozzy Osbourne. Later in the show, Aaron attempts to make sense of our senseless reality. Topics include: continuing on in the face of adversity, death of Ozzy Osbourne, Back to the Beginning, off of meds, charity event, Black Sabbath, solo career, heavy metal, darkness, trademark sound, identity, Lemmy, Parkinsons, Ozzfest, freak sideshow acts, rock bottom, Suicide Solution, art, fiction accurate portrayals of evil, Running Man movie, free speech, propaganda, Epstein, Big Data, using social media for social experimentation, analytics, narrative crafting, Strong Man is disposable, true powers that be, right wing media is in state of confusion, charlatans, Conspiracy Culture taboos, currently in holding pattern, coming Singularity scenario, destruction Utp#376Uncle has a list of topics to discuss, and he does a fine job of covering them in great detail. Topics include: McTor, chat rooms, TikTak, videos, phone calls, more technical issues, the Idiot in costume, dead wrestler, Billy Graham, Hulk Hogan, Ozzy Osbourne, Republican National Convention appearance, NWO, heel turn, WCW, the Little Guys, Kevin Nash, Scott Hall, Attitude Era, extreme wrestling, no more bands, OC Fair, concerts, Sammy Hay Cart, Beatles actor replacements, Fab Four, Yoko, shot glass from Aspen, stickers, look at the face, a video a day, Steve Ballmer, food videos, list of topics, South Park episode, baseball, state of Disney, Robot Wars, Battle Bots, weekend livestreams, Delda, Zelda movie, TV shows, Prison Break, garage storage, rat genocide, sound dropped from Ochelli feed, playing with fire, he did it, Jitsi, browser tabs, interface, Billy Joellink to the old Video Chess PPR episode, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W3fvb_03EsgFRANZ MAIN HUB:https://theageoftransitions.com/PATREONhttps://www.patreon.com/aaronfranzUNCLEhttps://unclethepodcast.com/ORhttps://theageoftransitions.com/category/uncle-the-podcast/FRANZ and UNCLE Merchhttps://theageoftransitions.com/category/support-the-podcasts/---Email Chuckblindjfkresearcher@gmail.comBE THE EFFECTOchelli Link Treehttps://linktr.ee/chuckochelli---NOVEMBER IN DALLAS LANCER CONFERENCEDISCOUNT FOR YOU10 % OFF code = Ochelli10https://assassinationconference.com/

Miles delivers under pressure and proves himself to Jessica Drew, Nick Fury, and The Ultimates. Meanwhile, Aaron gets into some trouble in Mexico City. Ultimate Comics Spider-Man 5 & 6Issue coverage begins at 11:41

Rodney Crowell: The Twenty-One Song Salute (Owed to GG Shinn and Cleoma Falcon)Jeff Tweedy: EnoughRyan Davis and The Roadhouse Band: Monte Carlo / No LimitsRhett Miller: Most In The SummertimeCharley Crockett: All Around CowboyFleetwood Mac: Blood On The FloorShovels and Rope: Hopes and DreamsCase Oats: Bitter Root LakeTrisha Yearwood: The ShovelGoose: Give It TimeJesse Welles / Billy Strings: PhilanthropistHailey White's: Shotgun Wedding BabyThe Rabbit Council: The Courage Song

A Hiking Accident brings Mark and Carrie Together.by T. Foxal. Listen to the ► Podcast at Connected.Mark and Carrie never met before, until an accident to Carrie, brought them together, and now maybe for good.Chapter 1.I'm Mark. 39 years old, single, a computer geek who is lucky enough that I can work from home, and make my own hours. I wasn't always like this. When I was 18, I had a choice, jail or join the service. I just made some bad decisions back then, doing drugs and getting in fights. So I opted for the Marines. I spent 15 years with them, and advanced to Master Sergeant, which is the fourth highest position an NCO can go. Served 3 tours in Iraq and Afghanistan, which are true shit holes. Great thing about the service, besides 3 square meals a day and a place to sleep, you can be taught almost any useful job in the world, which is where I learned computer programing.Now I pretty much free-lance my abilities out and make a good wage. Most times I have jobs to do, but sometimes I don't and have lots of free time. If I do have jobs, I can make my own hours.I don't have a steady woman at this time, and I am  okay with that. Being deployed all the time, whether it was in the Middle East, or on some ship with a bunch of Squids, I really had no time for a relationship.I had been out almost a year this past August, when I decided I needed some down time. I decided I was going to the Adirondacks and do some hiking. I grew up outside of Syracuse NY., and have always wanted to go there. My one uncle owns a cabin up there and offered it to me when he heard I wanted to go hiking up there. He told me it had one bedroom, a bathroom, kitchen, and a living room with fireplace. It had running water and electricity. He warned me that I would need to turn on the hot water tank, since they shut it down last fall, after they used it last.I had decided that I would take two weeks to explore all the different mountain ranges this area had, finishing up at Mt. Marcy, the highest of them all. Since it was just after Labor Day, tourism should be at a low, with vacationers and school kids back into their routines. My plan was to hike daily, a different range, and if need be, camp out at night. Being a Marine, we are taught all types of survival skills, so this would be no problem for me. One thing my uncle did ask me to do, is stop at the Ranger station and let them know I would be occupying the cabin for a length of time. People sometimes like to use squatter rights and just use cabins, regardless if they are allowed, or not.I also like that the temperature doesn't get to warm up there either. I prefer cool nights and just warm days. Maybe it's because of my time in that hell hole of the middle east. My trip took almost 4 hours to get to where I wanted to go.Chapter 2.The skies were quite cloudy when I pulled into the Ranger Station. I got out of my truck and headed to the stations door, and when I opened it, a woman was coming out at the same time and we bumped into each other. We both apologized, then laughed, and then she continued on to her vehicle.After letting a ranger know where I was going and for how long, I exited the station and headed back to my truck. That's when I noticed her again. She was 5 '7, maybe 130 lbs., caramel colored skin, hair just past her shoulders, when she let it down. From the side, she did not look like she had very big boobs, they were smallish medium, just the way I actually like them. She was wearing camo style shorts, and a tan polo shirt. Boy, she had nice legs, long and muscular, very toned. If I had to guess her age, early 30's. Whoever was getting lucky with that, was one lucky son of a bitch. One thing I did notice, she was wearing white running shoes, and not hiking boots. Judging from the backpack she was attempting to put on, she was going hiking and camping out. Running shoes are not the smartest thing to wear hiking. No ankle support what so ever.As I drove off, I stole another look at her, as I drove by. Great looking ass. Bigger than a model would have, but smaller than many of the women I have seen in my lifetime. I exited the parking lot and started heading up Whiteface Mountain. My uncle's cabin is up about 4 miles from this point, on a long and windy road. If I had to guess, it would be about a third of the way up the mountain, and only because of the road, which I believed was cut out by a snake.Once I arrived, I unloaded everything into the cabin. Found the circuit breaker and turned them on, especially the hot water tank. Too many cold showers in my life, so no need to suffer this time now. One thing I did notice too, the temp was cooler up this high. It was around 70 down by the station, but I bet it dropped a good 10 degrees.Next, I unload my coolers, which had meats and eggs, butter, and all of the necessities needed to eat well. I had enough for 2 weeks, if not more. Also brought along two 12 packs of beer as well, and water. Man I love roughing it.After stowing away my gear and food, I checked the place out. Nice queen size bed, in the bedroom. They even had TV, which I could care less about. May to use for the weather is all I can see a use for it. I'm not one to sit and watch TV much, except for football and maybe playoff baseball.I then went and checked the area out. The back porch had a gas grill on it, plus what looked like a cord of wood. I figured if I used any, I could go into town and buy some to replenish, unless Unc had a chain saw, then I would do my own. I then went for a small hike just around the area.I did not want to venture to far today. It was already after 4pm, and the skies were really getting dark, so some rain, if not storms, were moving in soon. About a 1/4 mile into the woods, was a hiking trail, well used too. I wondered if that lady was on this trail, if she even made up this far yet. If she did, she better start preparing her campsite for the weather that was due in soon. I kept hiking for another 30 minutes before heading back to the cabin. I figured a good early start in the morning, may get me to the top by the afternoon, early evening.Chapter 3.I was now back from my little hike and relaxing, but also getting hungry. I settled on frying up some home fries and grill up some Polish kielbasa. I cooked up the potatoes first, and then set the pan in the oven and set it to warm. Then took the meat out to the porch and fired up the grill.It was a little after 6 now and the wind had really picked up and the skies hung low, full of rain that to start shortly. As I waited for the grill to heat up some, I thought I heard someone cry out. At first I thought it could be just the wind, but then I heard it again.I stepped off the porch and headed towards the trail, behind the cabin. As I got on the trail, I heard the cry again, but this time could make out the word Help. I yelled out for the person to keep yelling, so I could judge where it was actually coming from.Whoever it was, must have heard me because the Helps were coming more quickly. I was at least a good half mile now from the cabin when I came upon a woman, lying on the ground, holding her foot. It was the lady I saw down by the ranger station when I first arrived.When she saw me coming she said, "Oh Thank God. I wasn't sure anyone could hear me.""What happened?" I asked. "Oh stupid me wasn't watching where I stepped and then all of a sudden, I'm on the ground from twisting my ankle." she explained, then went on,"I tried walking on it, but damn, it hurts. I don't think it is broken." I kneeled in front of her and took off her shoe, then her wool sock, and could see the ankle was swollen and just starting to turn a little purplish. I'm no doctor, nor was I corpsman in the service, but I have had my share, and have seen many a sprained ankle, and this sure did look like one.After looking at it, I looked up at her face and could see the pain written all over her gorgeous face. I then gently removed her backpack, which had to weigh a good 25 to 30 pounds. "Christ, what the hell is she carrying in this.", I thought. Then I put the backpack on over my shoulders. Just then, the rain started. "Great, just what I needed", I thought."Oh damn. This isn't good. What are we going to do now?" she asked."First off, grab my arm and let's get you up, then we'll hike back down to my cabin, which I think is about a 1/2 mile from here." I said. "By the way, my name is Mark" She retorted back to me "Carolyn, or Carrie to my friends, which you are fast becoming."With my help, she stood up, using her good leg. Now I am not a tall man, 5' 10 175 lbs., and still in great shape, since I work out 4 times a week. I then asked her to put her right arm around my neck and I would hold her waist, and we would try and keep all the weight off of the foot.We did quite well actually, and she didn't complain one time. Only twice did we have to stop and rest a minute. That didn't matter, we were both soaked to our skin by now, and it was quite chilly out. What should have taken maybe 5 minutes to walk, turned into almost 25 minutes, by the time we got back to the porch of the cabin. At one point, I felt I should have just carried her fireman's style, just to speed this up.We then entered the cabin. Luckily it was still pretty warm in there, but I knew that wouldn't last long. I guided her over to a leather chair and had her sit. Then went and got some towels to at least dry off some of the rain.I then went into the bathroom and saw that my uncle had 2 inch wide medical tape and some gauze. I went into my pack and pulled out some Aleve. I came back out, got some water and then handed her the medicine. Then I knelt down and removed her shoe again, sans the sock, since we didn't put that back on. I carefully dried her foot and ankle, and then wrapped gauze around it, then taped it up.After I finished, I could see she was shaking from being cold now. Both of us were soaked to the skin. I went into my uncles dresser and looked around. My aunt had a set sweats in there. I hope they fit her. My aunt is only 5'4, but is big chested, so the top should be fine. I also pulled out some socks for her as well. I then looked in the closet, and in the back, found a pair of crutches. Uncle's family comes up here a lot to ski, so crutches would be a wise investment, especially for my one cousin Carol, she is a klutz.I came back into the living room and looked down at her. " How does that feel now Carrie""Still hurts, but not like it was, and thank you." she said. I extended a hand to her and told her to grab it, then pulled her up. "I got you some clothes to change into, and these crutches. The shower is down the hall. A good hot shower should help you warm up a bit . Also, take this baggie and wrap it around your foot and ankle and tape off the top, to keep it dry.""Oh My God, you are so nice. I am so sorry for being a pain in your ass, but thank you so much."She trudged down the hall to the bath. I couldn't help but look at her great legs and chubby ass as she went. I did notice she wore no wedding, or engagement ring, so that was a good thing. Just before she opened the bathroom door, I told her I was going to finish making dinner. She just grinned, but said nothing. Before I did that though, I pulled out some sweats. Both the top and the bottoms had the Marine logo on it. Those sweats last forever.I had to reheat the fried potatoes and then went and relit the grill. The kielbasa was done in about 10 minutes. So when I came back in, she was still not out of the shower. "Women", I thought. They take so friggin long to get clean. Although I did have some thoughts about how she looked in the shower.I had just finished setting the table, when she arrived back out in the living room. The sweat top was definitely too big for her, yet looked cute. The sweat pants were a little snug and stopped short about two inches from the top of her feet. She was like staring at me, but didn't speak."Is something wrong?" I asked. "No, not a thing, except for those Jarhead sweats you have on.""What? You don't like Marines?" She laughed and said, "They are okay, but to a Navy gal, they don't get my motor running""Oh shit. I helped a god damn Squid? Christ sakes", then laughed, and so did she. "Come on, let's eat"I asked her what she would like to drink, which was limited to beer or water. She chose a water, as I did too, and sat down to our little feast.Chapter 4.She was quiet at first, so I broke the silence and asked her "So Miss Carrie, and I presume Miss, what has you up here by yourself?"She chuckled then spoke " I love hiking and always wanted to come explore these mountains. And Yes, I am a miss. Divorced actually, 5 years now. I have a 20 year daughter too, who attends Syracuse University.“Good God” I interjected; “How the hell did you ly you way into the navy as a 10 year old? You can't be past your early thirties!”I spent 14 years in the Navy. I was also a Navy brat too. My dad and mom live in Pensacola, after he retired from the Navy as a Master Chief. I left the Navy 7 years ago, but that's another story."She took a drink of water, then continued. " I live right outside of Syracuse now, mostly to be close to my daughter. We adopted her when she was 3 years old. I couldn't have kids, and she was orphaned when her parents were killed in an auto accident in Norfolk. What about you Mr. Mark?"I smiled at her and looked her right in the eye, which were hazel in color. "Let's see, I spent 20 good years in the Navy, and then retired from it. I did pick up a good vocation, programming computers, so that's what I do now. Mostly free-lance myself out. I make a good wage doing it. My uncle owns this cabin and I needed a vacation, so I too, wanted to explore here. I took the next two weeks off and hope to finish up on Mt. Marcy. I grew up just east of Syracuse and moved back there. Both of my parents are deceased now, and I have one sister, who is two years older than me"She then asked, "What did you end up at?""An E8, Master Sergeant,” I answered. “and you?"She chuckled and said, "E8 as well, Senior Chief. How many deployments?""3 tours in the sandpit, then countless boat rides. Served on the George Washington and the Lincoln, and ended my career at Quantico.""Oh shit. My dad served on the Lincoln too, John Reynolds. Master Chief of the Boat."I laughed and said, "I know your old man. I served with him on the Lincoln for 6 months. At the time I was a E6 (Staff Sergeant), but I got to know him well. I even got to meet your mom too, when we got done at Norfolk. Beautiful lady and not being forward, I can see where you get your looks. Your old man had a way with the crew. They all respected him and did anything he told them to do. I can still remember his one saying, "Son. Don't fail me, or I will open a can of whoop ass on you.” Usually scared the shit out of some teenage kid"She laughed and said, "Yeah, he did have their respect, but at home he was a teddy bear, at least to me and mom. I remember in high school, any boy I would date, he would just stare at them, which usually scared the shit out of them"We laughed and told stories about our time in the service. Then I did the dishes up while I had her go relax on the couch. When I finished, I asked if she would like a beer now, which she gladly accepted. Before I came out with the beers, I wrote down my name, address and phone number, and handed it to her."What's this for?" I told her, "Look. You were injured and I would like you to call your family and tell them and that you will be staying here tonight. Plus give you peace of mind that you are not bunking with some crazy guy in the woods. So let them know that info, and all should be good."She chuckled then said, "Well, for one. all of you jarheads are crazy, so I am not too sure how safe I am with you, but so far, you haven't shown any craziness. But I will call my daughter and let her know."She then called her daughter and explained the situation to her. They chatted for about 10 minutes or so. Her daughter must have asked her if I was cute, because she softly spoke, "yeah. pretty cute" After that she hung up her phone and sat back on the couch."I want to thank you again for saving me from a very bad situation. I know I have to be a pain in the ass to you, and you weren't planning on someone screwing up your vacation like this." Carrie said."Number one, you are not a pain in the ass at all, and two, you haven't screwed anything up. I rather enjoy your company, if I am being honest here. Granted, I came up here alone, but now I have made a friend, or at least, an acquaintance, and if I may add a very beautiful one at that..Carrie blushed, "Thank you. I mean for a Gyrene, you are pretty nice, and a bonus, you can cook too. How come some pretty woman hasn't snatched you up?"I just chuckled at that, "Well, you know how it is in the service. Always deployed to some ungodly place, or never being able to put roots down in one place. That's not fair to anyone. Plus, there has been no one who really rocked my world. The closest I came was living with this one girl for like 6 months, but she opted out after seeing me off to Iraq, and just couldn't handle the unknown. When I got back 8 months later, she was long gone. Never heard a word from her either, except for the letter she left behind. So from that point on, I just dated here and there, nothing steady. And now, I haven't really looked. You say you are divorced, what happened there, if you don't mind telling."She smiled, and when she did, her whole face smiled. Her almond shaped eyes were to die for. A man could get lost in those eyes. I know I was. I also wondered if she had a special man in her life. If so, he was a complete idiot for letting her go on this by herself. Not to keep her safe, or anything like that, but just to be with her."We met at Pensacola when I was just 2 years into my first term. He was a Seal. So of course he hung the moon and stars. But growing up Navy, I knew what this entailed. We had a great marriage, at least I thought we did. Only when he got deployed, did I get scared. You know how it is with them, they are not going to some amusement park. When he got transferred to a base, I got one too, since I worked in procurement and distribution, it was no big deal."She took a swig of her beer and breathed out, then continued. "We tried having kids, but I came to find out that my tubes were closed and I couldn't have any. So we started looking at adoption and then about a year later we were informed about Jenny. Her parents killed in an auto accident and she had no living relatives. We took her in as a foster child and then about a year after, we adopted her. Things were going good for us. We both got transferred to Norfolk, and luckily, Dad was stationed there too, but as usual, out on a boat. Then Jack started to change. He became withdrawn and started drinking more."I put my hand on her shoulder and told her she didn't have to continue. I knew this story well, which was one of the reasons I never settled down. Seen to many start drinking, and relived the action in their heads, and shut out their loved ones."No. I'm good. Any ways, about 9 years ago, he went on deployment and was gone a month. Who knows where, but called the night before and said he'd be home around 1700 hours. I was excited, yet nervous too. So, and I can't believe I am telling you this, (chuckled), but I left work early that next day. I wanted to make it special for him. Jenny was going to stay with my mom. So I left around 2 and went home. When I got there, his car was already in the drive. We lived off base then. So I rushed from the car and went inside. I didn't see or hear him, so I thought he was upstairs. Oh God... (chuckling again), I stripped down and figured I would surprise him being nude. I walked silently up the stairs and saw the bedroom door closed. Then I heard muffled sounds, so I opened the door, and there he was, on the bed. But he wasn't alone. Our neighbor Joann, who lives two doors down, was there too. She was on top of him fucking him.""Oh shit Carrie, I am so sorry" This must have been bad for her, because tears were streaming down her face now. I didn't know what to do actually. I am not good with women crying, and since I hardly knew her, I knew not to reach out and try and hold her.She fought through it and smiled a little, "It's  okay, it really is. Joann was a divorcee and always flirted with the husbands around her. Lord knows how many time she and Jack fucked before I caught them. I shouted at them, which startled them both and I told her to get her skanky ass out of my bed. Then I told Jack to pack his things and get out. He did too, never saying a word to me as he did. About a month later, he was transferred to San Diego. I know in my heart, my dad had something to do with that. He had many big wig contacts. It took 2 years for the divorce to be finalized because he was never in the area. I had just ended my time in the service and wanted to get away from there. Dad and mom had already moved down to Florida, so I had really no one, so why stay. The next 5 years, I lived down near my parents, so I could give Jenny a new start, like me. Then she said in her senior year she got accepted to Syracuse. I was working for a big fabric company, in logistics and put in for a transfer, since they had a big distribution center up here. Another good thing is, my mom's mother still lives in Syracuse, and I have lots of cousins I never knew I had until now.""Wow", is all I could say at first. "Now you see why I never married? Could have easily happened to me, but I come home and find her sleeping with some asshole." Then I chuckled, which turned into a laugh. "What's so funny?""When I was aboard the Lincoln, I was hitting on this young petty officer. Your dad took notice and pulled me aside. "Son. One thing you never do is shit where you eat. So keep your cock in your pants and stay away from them broads. Remember, you knock one up and they'll throw you in Leavenworth for destroying government property." I took him to heart too, that, and the fact your old man scared the shit out of me."She sat there and laughed and laughed, "Yep, that's my dad. Gruff and to the point. He must have liked you, otherwise he'd let you screw up on your own and not say anything to you."It was now going on 10 pm, and she was getting real tired. I went into the bedroom and found a sheet and a blanket, and took one of the pillows off the bed. I came back out and threw them in a chair. I reached my hand out to her, so I could help her stand.  “okay Squid lady, you take the bunk in the bedroom and I'll be out here." She shook her head, "No way Mark. I'll sleep out here.""Please just take the bed. You'll be much more comfortable in there, than on this couch. I'll be fine. In the morning we'll have breakfast and see how your ankle is. Maybe you should take a couple more Aleve too.""See. I told Ya. I am a pain in the ass." and huffed, as she got her crutch and started moving towards the bedroom. I just stared at her ass as she hobbled away from me. "God damn, what an ass", I thought to myself.After she went to the bathroom, I heard the bedroom door shut. I got my area ready for sleep. As I lay there, I could just think how sexy she had to have looked coming into the bedroom naked, ready to fuck her husband silly too. My cock started growing then, just thinking how hot I bet she looks naked. But, there was no way I was going to pound one off now, with her just down the hall.Chapter 5.I awoke the next morning around 6 am, which is about normal for me now. It used to be 4:30am, when I was in the service. But I don't run and do workouts like that anymore. I still work out, but nothing crazy like that. After relieving myself, and getting rid of the piss hard, I went out to the kitchen and opened the back door. It was quite chilly out and still raining. Now that could put a damper on the day. I thought I should check the weather a little later, once Carrie got up.I was on my second cup of coffee, and had bacon in the oven when I heard the bedroom door squeak open. Then a few minutes later, the toilet flushed. So I got up and started the stove to cook some eggs. As I was preparing to cook, Carrie came into the kitchen. I turned when she said good morning, and was awe struck. All she was wearing was a red, plaid flannel shirt that came about mid-thigh on her. Of course my depraved mind wondered how sexy she looked without it, but I'll take this any day.One thing my mind did wonder about, was if she was wearing anything under it. When I went to pee last night before bed, she had draped her shirt, shorts and a black pair of thongs over the top of the shower curtain bar. Oh well, one thing to ponder over and never find out."Morning Squid. How did you sleep and how is the ankle?""I slept really well, actually. It throbbed at first, but this morning it feels so much better. Not even using the crutch. That bed is so comfy. Thank you again for letting me use it. And, thank you again for everything you have done for me. Even if you are a bonehead Jarhead.""Ouch. That hurts. And here, I thought you liked me", then chuckled. "Sit. Let me get you some coffee and the eggs will be done in a minute or so."We sat and ate, with little talk between us. Once we were finished, she made a remark about the weather looking quite shitty out. I agreed with her on that and told her I checked the weather channel, and it said it was going to rain all day today and finally move out this evening, then the next few days it would be clear and cool, up in the mountains."Well, I have another favor I am going to ask of you. Could you possibly drive me down to my car? Then I am going to rent a room for tonight and see how my ankle feels tomorrow. If all is well, I'll try and tackle this mountain again." she said.I looked up at her and smiled, "I was thinking." She laughed, "Now that will be a first. A Marine that thinks. No. Go on"I grinned at her, "I see you have your dad's wit too.... I was thinking, why don't we do this together. I mean, we get along well, and it would probably be more fun doing it together, than alone. Your virtue would be safe with me. And, not sure if you know this, but there are quite a few animals out there that don't really care for humans. Having a buddy around would make it safer."She sat and pondered for a moment, then after a bit, finally spoke. "You know, that isn't a bad idea really. But understand, I am not going to cook everything and do the cleaning, we share duties. As for my virtue, I think I am pretty safe with you. Plus, I have been around 41 years and done quite well, taking care of my own virtue. Plus, if I know Jenny, she was on the phone with dad and mom last night telling them everything that went on here. And daddy would hunt you down, if you hurt his little girl." then laughed at her remark.I started laughing, and shook my head. "What?" she asked. I calmed a bit and said, "Well, I should never try and do that age guessing game at carnivals. I'd lose big time." She grinned and asked what I thought she was. "When I saw you at the ranger station, I put you in your early 30's, not 40. Just a tad off I'd say."She laughed and said, "Yeah, just a little bit off, but thank you. I might like you more now."I told her the rest of my thoughts. After cleaning up and showering, we could go into Lake Placid. I need to get more tape and gauze, for her ankle. Some more food. And, she needed to buy some hiking boots, so her feet and ankles had better support. Depending on the time, maybe grab dinner down there too. Then pick up your car and drive it up here and we'll make this our base of operation. She laughed at the last statement and I asked what was so funny."Oh nothing, except, you can take the Jarhead out of the Marines, but you will never take the Marine out of the Jarhead, that's for sure. Base of operations? sheesh.", then laughed again.I started doing the dishes, and she joined me. Drying as I washed. I told her she didn't have to, but she said to shut up. I was beginning to like her more and more. I like a woman with spunk, and speaks her mind. Granted, I like a woman who is also feminine too, which I believe she is. There is 3 things I find so sexy in a woman. Her eyes. They hold the keys to her being. Next is her attitude. If she doesn't wilt when faced with conflict and then the sexiest is her ass and legs. If she has that, she is the total package to me. I just never found one yet. But now, I think I may have found one. Only time will tell.We decided to take off around noon, and about 20 minutes before we left, my phone chimed. It was a text coming through. Only a handful of people knew I was going up here, and any of the companies I was working with knew I was on vacation and wouldn't be available.I was sitting in the leather chair when I opened the text. It stated, "You fucking Devil Dog. Thank You for taking care of my baby girl. Just remember who her old man is and not take any liberties that I would not approve of." I sat there and started laughing. Carrie came out of the bathroom and asked what was so funny. So I showed her the text. She too started laughing."See. I told you Jenny would call them. She even gave them your number. Too funny."I texted him back. "You fucking OLD sea dog. Shock was an understatement when I found out who her old man was. Small world. We are going to tackle these mountains together. She'll be in good hands Sir." and I hit send.A minute later, the phone rang. Carrie laughed, then I answer it. "Sir? you fucking idiot. You save that for those weenie ass officers, who still need their mommy's to wipe their asses.""Aye Aye, Master Chief.""Mark. Not sure how you two stumbled onto each other, but actually I am glad. She's a tough girl, but knowing you are there makes my stomach calm a bit. I wasn't too keen on her doing this alone as it was. I know those woods. Lots of animals up there that don't take to humans, especially the cougars and bears. So please be careful.""We will Chief. No harm will come to either of us. Your daughter will be in good hands.""Now why'd you have to say that shithead. Remember what I told you back when you were eyeing up that young PO. It definitely goes for now (laughing). Seriously Mark. I know she is. Just keep my baby girl safe. And for now on, call me John. We served our time."  “okay John. I will. I'll let you speak to Carrie." and handed the phone to her. They chatted for a few minutes. I caught her rolling her eyes a few times, but she was also glad her dad had called.I wish I had a dad that care, like he did. Mine was a cruel SOB. I am not sure why my mom ever stayed with him. Hell, when he died, I did not even make an attempt to go home for the funeral. My sister did, but only because she wanted to be there for mom. I did go home for mom's, when she died a few years later.Carrie said her goodbye's, then handed the phone back to me. She just shook her head and then laughed. She kept on laughing then too. I was perplexed, as to what she found so funny.She calmed a bit, then said, "God Mark. When you answered the phone and heard his voice, you went parade dress attention. I bet you didn't even know you were doing it. It was so cute. But you know what, now that I really think of it, you are a lot like him in so many ways""Is that a bad thing?" I asked. "Hell no. Just funny though. He never liked Jack. Jack would never look him in the eye, and that bothered dad. Can't trust a man who won't look you in the eye, he used to say. Guess he was right. He must like you some, or he wouldn't have called you like that."Chapter 6.Carrie was dressed in tight jeans and a sweat shirt, This sweat shirt hugged her body nicely, and judging from the two peaks I saw, she wasn't wearing a bra either. Her ass was like a dream to me. Nice and full, and the way the seam disappeared into her as, just made me think of badly I would love to be those pants right now.We got the Lake Placid and found a sporting goods store. Inside, she tried on a few pairs of boot, until she found one she said really fit her nicely. Even the swollen ankle fit into it, which kind of surprised me. She also bought some socks. A couple of thin one's to use on her bad foot and some thicker woolen type socks. Of course they matched.Carrie also bought a new rain slicker, with hood, and I figured, what the hell, and bought one too. Mine was old and ragged looking. After our purchases, she sat down in a chair at the front of the store and put on her new socks and boots. She said she wanted to start breaking them in. Of course I asked how they felt around her injured ankle, and she said great, but who knows for sure.The rest of the afternoon, we did the basic sightseeing around town. Every once in a while, we found a place to sit, that was out of the weather, so she could rest her ankle. She said it felt fine, but never complained when I suggested a rest.By 5pm, we were both pretty hungry, so we started looking for a place to eat. We found this quaint little restaurant that served American flavor. I opted for a steak, and she did too. The girl could eat, but lord knows where it goes on her. We had a really good time while eating. We found out stuff about our early lives. Of course, hers was moving from base to base, and mine was not really giving a crap about school and getting into stupid trouble. She also found out how I detested my father when I was a teen.For me, this felt like a date. I usually am tongue tied during these events. But with her, I felt really at ease and conversations moved smoothly, like we have known each other our whole lives. One thing I did notice, that anytime her parents were mentions, she had this twinkle in her eye. She adored them, which was hard for me to understand. My parents weren't all that interested in what I did, and I pretty much gave up trying to get them to show me any affection or love when I hit 14, it just wasn't going to happen. To my mom, my sister was an angel, and I was the devil. For Carrie, she was their parents whole world, especially her dad.She had me in tears with some of the dumb things her dad used to do with her. Playing dress up and Barbies and such. If you knew her dad the way I know him, you would never think in a million years he would do things like this. For some reason, the more she talked, the more I was beginning to really like her, and I mean like in how a man wants to be with a woman. To share things with, and be with.We left the restaurant about an hour and a half later. The rain had stopped, so we decided to just walk around a little more. As we walked, she took my hand in hers, like two teens would do. Now I am not the type that shows public displays of affection. I never did that, only because I really never saw it from my parents when I was growing up. But, her hand in mine felt so good to me. Then she just leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.I looked at her with a questioning look. "Thank you again. My vacation could have been ruined, or even worse, still stuck up on that mountain side.""Actually" I said, "Maybe it is fate, we found each other. But I will say this. I really like being with you" She just looked at me and smiled, and gave my hand a little squeeze in acknowledgement."Mark? Weird question." she paused, then asked, "What's your perfect woman to be with?""Oh God" I said, "Actually, I don't want a perfect woman. I want one that when we are together, we can laugh, or cry, without feeling it's not right to do. I'd want one who is independent, and doesn't need me to keep her happy, but also, wants me in her life because I do make her happy, and she makes me happy too. She should be one with a strong mind and not afraid to speak her mind, or argue. But if we do argue, it is about something important in our lives, and not something petty, like I see so many do nowadays. When I commit to someone like that, I want that same commitment in return. It's either all or nothing, because I only want to do this once in my life, and as you can see, I have never found her, nor have I really looked all that hard either. And lastly, when we are apart, she is the only person I am thinking of, and wishing I was with her, even if it is occupying the same room with her...... What's your perfect man you want to be with ?"She laughed, then got a very serious look on her face. "To be honest, I am not sure anymore. I thought when I met, and then married Jack, he was the perfect man. Rugged, good looking, and always attentive, when he wasn't deployed. But as time wore on, he quit being attentive and acted like I was there to serve him. I felt as though I was raising two kids at times. I guess I want what you want, but in a man. I want it an equal partnership, and I base that on dad and mom, because they have that and always have, and it is what I grew up with. I want him on my mind 24 / 7 when we are apart, and when we are together, there is no one else alive that makes us happy, well except Jenny. I want to be able to look across the room at him and just make love with our eyes. I know, sounds corny, but that's what I want. As for love making, that's exactly what I want, love making. Pleasuring my man like no other woman can, and he pleasure me in the same way. To that end, it is a two way street. If you give 100%, expect to receive 100%. back. The last couple of years of marriage, now that I think back on it, it was mostly I gave, he took, and could care less about my needs at all, and I doubt highly he was even thinking of me then."With that, I just looked at her and said, "Well, sounds like we have some things in common again. As silly as this sounds, but this feels like a date we are on. But you know, it feels good. I'll be honest Carrie. I have never been in love before. I am not sure what that feels like. But I won't lie either, never have since being in the service, and I never will either, I like being with you.""Good to know Jarhead. I like being with you too. But, does my race bother you at all?""You're kidding right? I think you are one beautiful woman. And if I may be so bold, a very sexy one too. Granted, you have a better tan than me, but that's only because of my Irish blood. We don't tan well. All kidding aside, why would you ever think that it would bother me?""Oh Mark. I didn't mean it in a bad way but, when I was growing up, kids weren't so nice about, from both races. About 4 years ago, I was dating a guy and he met my parents. Even though mom comes from a mix race parents, she is darker than me, and when he saw that, he sort of just couldn't handle that. Since then, I haven't dated at all."I chuckled, then said, "Good thing I already know your parents and I like them. I definitely respect them even more. Back when they got together, and hell, even your grandparents, that was a lot harder to live with. People are so judgmental and mean. But No, your race means nothing to me. To me Squid, you are one Hot looking woman.""Keep talking like that Jarhead, and I just may let you stick around me another day or two."After driving back up to the cabin, our talk turned to our hike in the morning. We decided to look over the maps and see how we would tackle it and what to bring. I asked her if she minded sharing a tent with me. I told her it was a 4 man tent, and would lighten the load of the pack. She even agreed to that. My backpack was almost as big as the one I had in the service, which is called a rucksack. I will be able to get the tent and my sleeping bag in it, along with a small shovel and then a lighter, and food. If I pack right, I can get her sleeping bag into it and give her the lighter things like a coffee pot and water, and her carry the food. Just take enough for the day, and no more. Plenty of food bars and the such and canned stew. After eating M R Ees most of my life, canned stew is gourmet eating.Once we got back to the cabin, we laid out the map and plotted our course. Once that was done, I went and showered, then packed my pack. Carrie was showering then. I changed into just running shorts and a t-shirt. When Carrie finished, she came out wearing just a flannel shirt again. Last time she had it on, she had it buttoned all the way to the top, except for the last button. This time, the top 3 buttons were left undone. "Damn. She does look sexy like that." I thought.We packed up her backpack, with food and such, and even a change of clothes for the both of us. I recommended sweats for at night, since it will be chilly up there, but she also pack a flannel, which she said she prefers sleeping in. One thing I did pack in my pack, was my 9millimeter Glock. I have a permit for it, and I did inform the rangers that I was carrying it up there. Way too many wild animals that could prey on us. But, I did not tell Carrie this. Not sure how she would react. Hopefully, we'll never have to use it. One thing I did pack, was a roll of toilet paper. Carrie laughed at that one. But once you are in the field, like I have been on patrol, it's a comfort of home you want more than anything, and it beats leaves.After packing, we retired to the living room, where Carrie turned on the TV. Checking the weather first, then some sappy movie she liked. I got us some beers, to which she toasted, "To a great adventure tomorrow.", as we clinked bottles together. I then pulled out the ace bandage we bought earlier that day.As she sat on the couch, she placed her bad leg over her good one and let me take off the tape, It ankle was a bit swollen, but not like it was yesterday. It was very hard to keep my concentration on her foot, because of her sexy legs right there. "God, I wish we were lovers. I would love nothing more than to kiss my way to heaven right now." is all I could think about. But I pushed those thoughts aside, knowing my chances of that were quite slim, for now.Once I had her all wrapped up, I suggested she use the thinner of the socks tomorrow. She said her ankle feels really good wrapped like this. She then patted the couch seat next to her, for me to join her. She was sitting next to me with her legs folded under her. As we watched the movie, not much was said. We just enjoyed each other's company. I wondered if this how couples spent evenings together. I had never been in one before, and still am not in one, but this is close, I guess.I have never let a woman get that close, even the one I lived with. To her, I was a place to live and a fuck. And I viewed her pretty much the same way. We never got mushy or even showed PDA. We just existed together and pretty much fucked. Of course, back then, I was in my 20's and sex was all I had in mind. Not once was, I love you, ever spoken between us.... When the movie ended, Carrie stretched and said she was tired and needed some sleep."So Jarhead, you take the bunk tonight and I'll use the couch.""No. You take the bed. Please. I am fine out here. This couch is pretty comfortable actually." though I was lying through my teeth. The couch sucked. But I was raised with some manners, mostly obtained in the Marines."God. You Gyrene's are so bull headed. Next time, I take the couch."I don't know what possessed me, but I leaned over to kiss her on the cheek, and as I got close, she turn her face to me and it landed on her lips. It was a quick one, intended for her cheek.I stammered then saying, "Sorry. That was meant for your cheek. And thank you for a great day. I really like being with you"She giggled, then grabbed my face with both of her hands and kissed me on the lips."I prefer the lips to a cheek, any day of the week Grunt." then stood and walked towards the bedroom. I couldn't help but watch her fine looking legs and ass, as she disappeared down the hall, saying good night to me, softly.Chapter 7.I was up at 6am. I got coffee going and changed into jeans and a polo shirt. About an hour later, I heard the toilet flush, so I started breakfast, It was best to eat a big breakfast, since lunch would consist of power bars and water.Carrie came out in the same flannel that she had on the night before. "God this woman makes me crazy for her. " I thought. One thing I have noticed, she is not big with wearing make-up. She doesn't need too. She's one of those women who could easily go without it. I bet she is smoking hot when she is made up.After eating, I did the dishes up, and she went and changed. The weather called for a daytime temp of 70 and tonight in the 50's. But on the mountain top, it would be in the 40's.Carrie came back to the living room, dressed and ready to go. She had on a pair of khaki shorts, that hugged her frame nicely and a light green shirt, and judging from the way the nipples were poking through, no bra. This could be a long hike today. I must keep my mind out of the proverbial gutter.I asked how her ankle felt, and she said fine, just a little bit of stiffness. I told her we would rest as many times as she thought it was needed. It should take about 4 or 5 hours to get to the top. After putting on our gear, which included now, a thermal mat to put under the sleeping bags my uncle had, we left, making sure the cabin was secure.The trail we chose was not all that hard, compared to some of the places I had to climb in Afghanistan. Carrie was keeping up too without a problem, If her ankle hurt, she surely didn't say. Most times I would let her lead, and got to watch not only the scenery, but also her lovely ass and legs. Now that was picture perfect. Her body could put 20 something year olds to shame.We stopped for lunch about a mile and a half from the top. There was a clearing that overlooked a valley below, and the sight was breathtaking to say the least. Carrie was all giddy about this and took out her phone and started taking pictures, commenting how beautiful it was. I too, took a few photo's with my phone as well.After a brief rest period, we continued our trek up the mountain. The higher we climb, you could feel the air getting cooler, but not cold. That would come later this evening, but we were prepared for that.I was letting Carrie lead us this time, and I could not help but watch her body as she walked up the trail. She had asked the previous day, what my perfect woman would be. Well, if it was just the body, then hers would be it. Toned legs, and a great ass. Slim waist line, and a shocker to most, but small boobs. I have always preferred a woman with smaller chests. I just think they look incredibly sexy. So Carrie fit that build to a tee.Would I like to be her lover? Hell yes. Who wouldn't want too. But, there was no way I would ever make the first move. Not only out of respect for her, but also for her dad, who I respected a great deal. If sex was in the cards for us, she would have to initiate it. But in reality, any time you have sex with a woman, it is always her call, unless you are a complete asshole.As we continued our climb, a couple, not more than 25 I'd say, was descending from the top. They greeted us and told us what an awesome view we were to behold, once we made it to the top. We found out too, that they were on their honeymoon. They, like us, camped overnight up there and said it was the most romantic place on earth. They then departed after a short rest, and we wished them well on their journey down.Finally, around 3 in the afternoon, we were at the top. The air was cool, but not too bad actually. With the sun beating down, I would venture to say it was in the 50's. I saw a clearing and put my rucksack down, and took Carrie's from her. She ran up another 1000 feet to the top and a clearing. One thing about up here, it is a tourist attraction and has manmade lookout observatories, which takes away from the place. We are going to camp right by a wooded area, away from the trails.Chapter 8."Mark, Mark" she yelled. "Come up and see this."I dropped what I was doing and trekked up to her and she grabbed my hand, pulling me along faster. She was so excited, almost like a kid on Christmas morning. Once up there, we could see all around, and off in the distance, loomed Mt. Marcy, the tallest of these over 40 high peak mountains that made up this range. It was a majestic sight to behold.She skipped up and onto a rock formation to get a better view, and left me with another beautiful view, her. God she was intoxicating to look at."God. This is so awesome. What a beautiful site. Don't you think Mark?"I chuckled to myself, then said, "Yes. It is a gorgeous sight to behold" Now I was staring at her body, and had no thoughts of the surrounding area then.She turned her head, back towards me, and just smiled, and motioned me to join her. She was right, it was breathtaking to look out over the area. Ponds and streams below us. We could actually see a herd of Moose below, by one of the streams. We both took out our phones and took pictures. Carrie cursed herself for not bringing her digital camera. I don't own one, and thought may be when we got back down, we could go to a store and buy one.I suggested she explore a bit while I set up camp. One great thing about this place, it had bathrooms. One for men, and one for women. I figured they were outhouses, but was wrong when I went to relieve myself. Actual running toilets and sinks. I knew some of the other areas we were not going to be that lucky.About an hour later, she came strolling back to where I set up the tent. I had just finished laying out the pad, and placed the sleeping bags on top of it. I wasn't too sure how she would feel about being right next to me, but the pad was only so wide, like the width of a queen size bed.She came inside and looked around. "That looks cozy", then smiled at me. That made me feel a little better. I surely did not want her to get the wrong ideas, like I wanted to do something with her, even though I really did.I got us a fire going then and cooked up a scrumptious dinner of beef stew, and canned corn. We even had bread for dipping. We ate without complaint. In fact, it was quite good. Trust me, after eating M R Ees (meals ready to eat) in the service, your own boot would taste good.After cleaning up, which included taking our bowls, and the pan to the bathroom and washing them in the sink, I came back and made sure the fire stayed nice. We again sat and talked about our adventure so far."Mark. This has been so amazing today. I cannot believe the sights I have seen so far. And being totally honest. I am so glad to be spending this time with you. God. I love it up here.""I'm glad you feel that way. I am not sure I would find this as amazing as I do now, with you with me. What I am really looking forward too, is the night sky, with all the bright stars. It has to breath taking. Just like you."I think the comment just flew over her head, because she made no remark at all about it. Then said, "I bet sunset is really cool looking up here. Especially when it starts dipping behind these mountain peaks all around us."We finished cleaning up the area. No need for unwanted guest later. I suggested going back up to the top and watch the sunset. I was surprised because as we walked, she hardly limped at all. I figured with the rest we just had, her ankle would be screaming to her.We reached the summit again and surprisingly, no one was there, except for us. We sat on this crop of rocks and just marveled at the sight. The majestic mountains all around us, and the sun slowly setting in the west. A big orange ball.Carrie grabbed her phone again, turned it on and took a picture. Then she asked me to sit close to her and face away from the sun, so she could do a selfie of us, with the sun behind us. That took a good minute to set up, and get it just right in the picture.As we were doing this, a lady ranger just happened to be walking up our way. She was checking the area out, making sure all was fine up here."Would you guys like me to take the picture of you two, with this gorgeous sunset?" she asked."Oh God, would you please?" Carrie answered back.Carrie set the camera back to take normal pictures and handed it to her. The lady gladly took a couple for us, then asked, "How about you two love birds kiss while the sun is behind you. It's so romantic like that."I looked at Carrie, and she at me. I raised my eyebrows like Groucho Marx used to do in his movies. That made Carrie giggle, but then she leaned in and softly kissed me on the lips. I so wanted to part her lips and taste her tongue, but why ruin a good moment. The only lasted a few seconds, when we heard the ranger say she got it. But during that time, Carrie's hand rested on my one thigh. The kiss alone brought a strange sensation to me. One I have never felt before. Maybe it was fear if her dad found out we kissed up here. "Christ", I thought to myself, "I'm acting like some dumb teenager.When we broke away, she smiled a very bright smile. I smiled too, then thanked the ranger for helping us out. She did caution us on making sure we take care of the fire we had, and to make sure all food was secure, and away from our sleeping area.Her hand was still on my leg as the ranger walked back down the hill, towards her car. I looked back at Carrie and she sort of had her head down, like she was embarrassed. I surely wasn't. The kiss brought me alive actually, and if her hand was any closer to my crotch, she may notice that something else enjoyed her lips."Sorry about that" she said. "What. I found the kiss very nice. You have soft lips. Very kissable lips in fact. If given the opportunity again, I would jump at the chance." I boldly stated.We turned again and sat there and watched the sun start to sink behind the mountain tops. As it did, we just talked about our work lives, and things we did during the course of a normal day. Mine is pretty boring actually. I work a great deal. I don't go out much. I am not a bar type of person and have just a few select friends. It's been ages since I went out with a woman. Most that I do know are either married, or divorced with young kids. It's not that I don't like kids, I just don't relate well with them. The only two I get along with are my niece and nephew, but they are teens now and could care less about old Uncle Mark.To be continued, by T. Foxal.

When an old buddy of John's calls in with a K5 Blazer, John is ready and willing to buy it for the right price. After negotiating for a while, it runs out the sum bitch still needs to be put together! This tees John off in to a classic rant about his Uncle Blake and how he was constantly trying to pull the rug out from under him. What else is family for??   Thanks for joining us for this week's #JCWPodcast #JCWArchive. Please don't forget to Like, Share, and most importantly, Subscribe--to make sure you get the latest John Clay Wolfe Show materials as soon as they're released! So keep an eye out for that Tahoe backseat...and we'll see you Saturday

Uncle powers through some technical difficulties on the broadcast.  Topics include: no calls, some network setbacks, live-streaming snafus, human created content over AI, PayPal down, Skype dial pad gone, understanding, online phone services, government hour, crazy feedback, Labubu toy, mystery style toys, TikTok videos, YouTube, idiot leader, channeling aliens, unheard calls, missing buttons, comments in crack room, shutting the show down, no calls, yes calls

There are certain skills one must acquire in order to be a good uncle. One of them is reading children's books. It doesn't always come naturally! But as always, practice makes perfect.

Your role as an aunt or uncle, plus lessons learned in climbing mountains, and house rules for when a roommate starts dating. Featured musical artist: David Dunn Roundtable: Influence Your Nephews and Nieces Having nieces or nephews is a tremendous amount of fun — but do you know you can also have a huge impact on their lives? Spending time with them, setting a good example, teaching life skills, and just letting them know they’re loved; these all make a huge difference in their development and sense of identity and belonging. Our conversation includes practical ideas for connecting as an aunt or uncle, plus how to stay in your nieces’ and nephews’ lives even if they live far away. Watch This Segment on YouTube Send Us Your Show Ideas Leave Us a Voicemail Culture: Climb Every Mountain (Or at Least One) July 30th is National Climb a Mountain Day, and we’re celebrating by chatting with hiker-adventurer Jen Smith. Jen shares how she got into mountain climbing, the benefits it provides, how she meets God (and others) on the trails, and lessons she’s learned from training and traveling (including a trip to Nepal!). She’ll also give preparedness tips for safe and successful hiking. Rooted in Wonder: Nurturing Your Family’s Faith Through God’s Creation Inbox: When a Roommate Starts Dating How do you adjust when your roommate starts dating and wants to hang out in your home with their boyfriend or girlfriend? Should you set ground rules? Boundaries? Kasie Ewing weighs in. Find us on YouTube

HOUR 4- Vanessa's Date, Uncle Leslie and MORE full 1542 Thu, 24 Jul 2025 16:23:00 +0000 MTF5cFAVeCcJLJ078wpvVR9PTWIVv4fA society & culture Klein/Ally Show: The Podcast society & culture HOUR 4- Vanessa's Date, Uncle Leslie and MORE Klein.Ally.Show on KROQ is more than just a "dynamic, irreverent morning radio show that mixes humor, pop culture, and unpredictable conversation with a heavy dose of realness." (but thanks for that quote anyway). Hosted by Klein, Ally, and a cast of weirdos (both on the team and from their audience), the show is known for its raw, offbeat style, offering a mix of sarcastic banter, candid interviews, and an unfiltered take on everything from culture to the chaos of everyday life. With a loyal, engaged fanbase and an addiction for pushing boundaries, the show delivers the perfect blend of humor and insight, all while keeping things fun, fresh, and sometimes a little bit illegal. 2024 © 2021 Audacy, Inc. Society & Culture False https://player.amperwavepodcasting.com?feed-lin

Secret Artists is a comedy art podcast hosted by comedian and artist, Annie McGrath.Each week her guest selects a subject which inspires them to create an artwork... It could be an object, a place, a person, an animal...Whilst drawing and painting, Annie and her guest enjoy a nice chat. Often silly. Sometimes serious. Mainly relaxing.This week, Annie is joined by prolific and hilarious comic, actor and frontman Nick Helm!Together they draw whilst chatting all things art, comedy, career, and life! As always, expect scribbles...NICK LINKSONLINE / TICKETSINSTAGRAMMANY LINKSSECRET ARTISTS LINKSINSTAGRAM(for close ups of the "works of art" and more behind the scenes goodies)SUPPORT THE PODCAST HERE!X.COMHASHTAGANNIE LINKSHOMEPAGEX.COMANNIE'S ART IGANNIE MAIN IGSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/secretartists. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Tequila and Prairie Fire shots, Yankees kick the ball around and hand the Jays another series win and what the Jays should target at the trade deadline.

John remembers the late great Ozzy Osbourne who passed away at the age of 76. Then, he discusses the House ending its session early for a month-long break. This decision comes after Speaker Mike Johnson reportedly lost control of the House Rules Committee and amidst Republican clashes over a potential vote on the release of Jeffrey Epstein files. And he talks about Trump selling a new version of an old lie, calling Russia meddling charges leveled by Tulsi Gabbard clear evidence of treason by Pres. Obama and then-VP Biden. Next, he speaks with Professor Corey Brettschneider and they break down Trump's latest disinformation attacks against Obama, the erosion of free speech rights for noncitizens critical of Israel, and the DOJ's troubling loss in the Harvard funding case. Then, he interviews DR. Phillip Polakoff on the crisis level of inequality in the accessibility and quality of healthcare in the U.S. And lastly, John welcomes back comedian Keith Price to joke with listeners about trending topics and politics.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Sayfollah Musallet, a US citizen, was killed by Israeli settlers in the occupied West Bank on July 11 — days before his 21st birthday. His death is one of nearly 1,000 killings involving settlers this year, and his American citizenship has helped draw rare calls for a US investigation. Could this case shift how Washington responds to West Bank settler violence? In this episode: Hesam Musallet, Uncle of Sayfollah Musallet Episode credits: This episode was produced by Amy Walters, Sari el-Khalili, Chloe K. Li and Sonia Bhagat with Phillip Lanos, Spencer Cline, Melanie Marich, and our guest host, Manuel Rápalo. It was edited by Kylene Kiang. Our sound designer is Alex Roldan. Our video editors are Hisham Abu Salah and Mohannad al-Melhem. Alexandra Locke is The Take’s executive producer. Ney Alvarez is Al Jazeera’s head of audio. Connect with us: @AJEPodcasts on X, Instagram, Facebook, and YouTube

The All Local for July 22

No planned rhyme or reason in this installment, just what I happened to want to hear when I got back from my road trip. A beautiful weekend, with my brother and his wife birthing their baby girl, I became an uncle. Life is beautiful people. Jam this episode, listen to the birds chirp, call somebody cool, eat some fruit that you put in the fridge earlier. Maybe even make your way down to a Buffalo Wild Wings establishment and absolutely delete a dozen dry rub lemon pepper wings. Whatever keeps you from going under. Until next time, I remain a super sick internet disc jockey slightly west of the Rio Grande. Your Host with the Most,Uncle Witwicky

Longtime Chicagoland wrestler and trainer Doug Simmons returns to Windy City Slam Podcast to talk about his comeback to the ring in 2025, including winning the Northland Pro Championship, being a part of this weekend's “A Day For Priest” event and being a mentor for talent such as Skye Blue, Jordan Kross and Damien Walker. We discuss what gave him the itch to return to the ring, watching Skye Blue grow in AEW and getting to know Kyle Fletcher, and break down the card for “A Day For Priest.” Plus, Mike recaps a history-making TNA Slammiversary and the latest from Chicago Style Wrestling while previewing a loaded week, including Freelance Wrestling, Wrestle League, Souhtland Championship Wrestling, Ultimate Combat Gauntlet and Iron Spirit Pro. Mike Pankow is a 25-year-plus professional journalist and wrestling superfan who covers local Chicagoland wrestling and national promotions like AEW and WWE. If there is something going on in Chicago, Mike knows about it. Enjoy "Wrestling, Chicago-Style" on The Broadcast Basement On-Demand Radio Network! Music by Jason Shaw on Audionautix.com. Get your local wrestling fix every Tuesday everywhere podcasts can be found and always at WindyCitySlam.com!

This week, a special guest joins us for the rewatch of Season 3, Episode 11: Songbird Road Part 1... Griffin Dunne AKA Nicky! Griffin chats with Mandy, Chris, and Sterling about what it was like landing the role of Nicky, how much This Is Us creator Dan Fogelman told Griffin about Nicky's arc for the rest of the series, and what it felt like for Griffin to delve into those deeply emotional places with his character. Plus, everyone discusses the storyline in this episode, including how Rebecca felt discovering Jack's lie, the tragic event that happened to Nicky in Vietnam, and how the Big Three feel finally finding their Uncle after all this time. That Was Us is produced by Rabbit Grin Productions. Music by Taylor Goldsmith and Griffin Goldsmith. ------------------------- Support Our Sponsors: To get 6 bottles of wine for $39.99, head to NakedWines.com/TWU and use code TWU for both the code AND PASSWORD. Give your summer closet an upgrade with Quince. Go to quince.com/twu for free shipping on your order and three hundred and sixty-five -day returns. Buy four cartons and get the fifth free, at davidprotein.com/thatwasus Humans aren't perfect, but David is. -------------------------

On this episode of The Thought Shower, Intern John talks about going to St. Louis and meeting his nephew!If you missed the Chuy Forever comedy shows, but still want to get merch to support Warrior Canine Connection, you can order at InternJohnComedy.comEvery week Intern John discusses adulting, dating, radio life, and more! You can follow Intern John on social media: @InternJohnRadio. You can listen to past episodes at TheThoughtShower.com

Hello and welcome to another episode of Ohio Mysteries Backroads. In tonight's episode we are joined by photographer Marcy as she discusses her adventure to find out more about the mysterious disappearance of her uncle, Ohio native, William Scales, who was working for the government contractor, RCA, as a missile tracker in 1958. William and a friend went out on a boat scuba diving off of San Salvador Island and were never seen again. Learn about Marcy's journey as she attempts to find out more details about her Uncle. She travels to the actual spot where her Uncle went missing many years ago. talks with some island natives who remember her Uncle and many twists and turns on the story. A photographer by trade, Marcy also brings her Uncle's original cameras and documents her adventure using the same cameras. She has created a YouTube Channel as well as a website that allows you to follow along with this fascinating story. Tune in and learn about this amazing tale! Here are the links to Marcy's story: Blog: www.outermostuncle.com  YouTube podcast: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL0e_SKjzES718aK49tEKcl-2bzIH6af2G Instagram: outermostuncleemail: outermostuncle@gmail.com Just for fun ... National Geographic article, "Cape Canaveral's 6,000 mile shooting range" :https://outermostunclecom.wordpress.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/06/national-geographic-1959-10-116-4-oct.pdf Marcy's camera review website: www.junkstorecameras.com Check out Ohio Mysteries Backwoods Facebook page!: ⁠⁠https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61558042082494¬if_id=1717202186351620¬if_t=page_user_activity&ref=notif⁠⁠ Please check other podcast episodes like this at: ⁠⁠https://www.ohiomysteries.com/⁠⁠ Dan hosts a Youtube Channel called: Ohio History and Haunts where he explores historical and dark places around Ohio: ⁠⁠https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCj5x1eJjHhfyV8fomkaVzsA Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

If you enjoy this episode, we're sure you will enjoy more content like this on The Occult Rejects.  In fact, we have curated playlists on occult topics like grimoires, esoteric concepts and phenomena, occult history, analyzing true crime and cults with an occult lens, Para politics, and occultism in music. Whether you enjoy consuming your content visually or via audio, we've got you covered - and it will always be provided free of charge.  So, if you enjoy what we do and want to support our work of providing accessible, free content on various platforms, please consider making a donation to the links provided below.  Thank you and enjoy the episode!Links For The Occult Rejects and The Spiritual Gangsters https://linktr.ee/theoccultrejectsOccult Research Institutehttps://www.occultresearchinstitute.org/Cash Apphttps://cash.app/$theoccultrejectsVenmo@TheOccultRejectsBuy Me A Coffeebuymeacoffee.com/TheOccultRejectsPatreonhttps://www.patreon.com/TheOccultRejectsVanessa's Tie Dye stuffhttps://www.etsy.com/shop/TruthAndDyesInstagram @truthanddyestruthanddyes@gmail.comHeadless Gianthttps://linktr.ee/headlessgiantpodcast

Kramer messed up...have you ever made this mistake?!

Charles' *friend* gets a surprise at a Turkish bathhouse, Zach embarrasses himself at a wedding - on this week's episode of Overshadowed Podcast, with Zach Russell and Charles Engle. Want to suggest a sibling/spouse for a future episode? overshadowedpod@gmail.com  Recorded July 2025 0:00 Intro / Bathhouse 2:20 Apocalypse Book  3:45 Heather's special friend 7:05 Turkish Bathhouse  14:00 Caught while sleeping  17:20 Urban phobias / bombing  24:30 Twirl and shout  30:15 Uncle who? 31:48 Jacob's pickles 36:00 Lowkey hijacking  44:13 Next ep preview: Druze And follow us on social media!  https://linktr.ee/overshadowed_podcast Instagram: @Overshadowed_Podcast @zachrussellcomedy @charles_engle Produced by Zach Russell   Intro/Outro music by Mokka! Music from #InAudio: https://inaudio.org/  Track Name: Funky Retro Funk [Funk Music] by MokkaMusic / Old Tapes Chapter

Join Uncle JJ, the charismatic host of The Great Debate Show, as he dives into the world of NFL predictions for the 2025 playoffs. In this engaging episode, JJ shares his thoughts on five new playoff teams that could surprise everyone, breaking down their potential based on their off-season moves and key player performances. The episode doesn't shy away from discussing teams' current dynamics, including challenges and promising future prospects. JJ makes bold claims about the resurgence of teams like the New York Jets and Carolina Panthers, analyzing quarterback strengths, team strategies, and potential hurdles they'll need to overcome. Apart from football, JJ touches upon surprising NBA news regarding Chris Paul's return to the Clippers, spicing up the show with his signature candid commentary and sometimes contentious opinions. Don't miss out on this episode if you're a fan of passionate sports debates, fearless predictions, and a host who never holds back his opinion on what the future holds for your favorite teams. Tune in to understand Uncle JJ's viewpoint and be part of the conversation!

1 - Swing Out, Uncle Wilson - The Three Peppers – 19382 - Down T' Uncle Bill's - Chick Bullock with Todd Rollins and his Orchestra - 19343 - Uncle Eph's Dream - Skeets Tolbert and his Gentlemen of Swing – 19414 - I Got an Uncle in Harlem - Hot Lips Page - 19495 - We All Love Uncle Joe - Fred Harrison6 - How's Your Uncle - The High Steppers - 19317 - When Uncle Joe Plays a Rag on His Old Banjo - Arthur Collins – 19128 - Uncle Bud - Billy Jones with Tampa Blue Jazz Band - 19219 - Uncle Bud - Erskine Hawkins (The Twentieth Century Gabriel) and his Orchestra – 194110 - Uncle George - Herb Greggerson with Slim and his Country Cousins11 - Aunt Patsy - Prince's Band – 191612 - Uncle Harry - Noel Coward - 195513 - Shout 'Em Aunt Tillie - Duke Ellington and his Orchestra – 193014 - The Little Brown Suit My Uncle Bought Me - Sgt. "Ace" Goodrich - 194315 - He's My Uncle - Rose Blane with Abe Lyman and his Californians – 194016 - Bop's Your Uncle - George Shearing – 1948

Shannon Sharpe and Chad "Ochocinco" Johnson clap back at some of their biggest critics including: NFL Hall of Famer, Cris Carter, Cam Newton and more! 7:55 - Ocho claps back at Cris Carter 17:42 - Uncle claps back at Ravens fans 29:51 - Ocho responds to Cam Newton 45:00 - Uncle responds to criticism of Katt Williams Interview (Timestamps may vary based on advertisements.) #Volume #ClubSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Shannon Sharpe and Chad "Ochocinco" Johnson clap back at some of their biggest critics including: Shaquille O'neal, Cam'ron and more! 0:00 - Ocho Claps back at Cam’ron 13:05 - Uncle claps back at Shaq 29:13 - Ocho responds to Keith Lee 44:14 - Uncle claps back at Asante Samuel (Timestamps may vary based on advertisements.) #Volume #ClubSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Alpha Blokes Hall of Famer, near and dear mate of the show, timber genius and all around great bloke Uncle Jacko joins us for a catch up.Since the last time Jacko was on, his goal was to be full time with his timber business, JAM Timber Co. He has since achieved this goal and runs us through his past hectic year of getting to that point, including the rise of his chopping board sales and creating socials content to advertise their products. We discuss his mission to pick up Tommy the Pommy at the Podcast Royale 2.0, hunting during downtime how the goal posts are moving for the next stage of JAM timber co. Was great to sit down with one of our close mates and spin a yarn. Enjoy trendsetters!Check out Jacko and Mark's business, JAM Timber Co, for all your timber and cabinetry needs here: https://www.instagram.com/jamtimberco/?hl=enFollow Uncle Jacko personally here: https://www.instagram.com/uncle_jacko_/?hl=enEver wanted to watch the Podcast? Check out full visual ad-free episodes and all of our vlogs on our Patreon for only 5 bucks a week. Our vlog from the PBR Origin just dropped and there's plenty more fun content in the pipeline to come: patreon.com/alphablokespodcastBetter Beer: Check out our socials for the month of July for your chance to win a quarter of a pallet of Better Beer: www.betterbeer.com.auNeds: Whatever you bet on, take it to the neds level: https://www.neds.com.au/If you want to keep up to date with what we're up to, the best way is to follow us on the socials down below:PODCAST INSTAGRAM: www.instagram.com/alphablokespodcast/PODCAST TIKTOK: https://www.tiktok.com/@alphablokespodcastPODCAST FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/alphablokespodcast/Follow the boys on Instagram to check out their solo content too:Tommy: https://www.instagram.com/tomdahl_/?hl=enBandit: https://www.instagram.com/_thepoobandit_/?hl=en0:00 - Full Time With Jam Timber Co.10:00 - Chopping Boards19:00 - Harvesting Timber34:00 - Working With Dusty Boots38:00 - Friendship with Tommy The Pommy41:00 - Fear Of Flying44:33 - Winding Down47:00 - Red Ferrin Story52:00 - New Hunting Technologies1:03:00 - Long Distance Relationships1:09:00 - Turning 301:12:23 - Next Goals Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Here's the conversation with one of my main mentors that we're all been waiting for! Truly just scratching the surface of the stories this amazing man can tell from his life. If you enjoy Uncle's stories, check out his hilarious books, A Hawaiian Life and A Hawaiian Life Vol. 2.Uncle George's website: https://kahumoku.com/Slack Key Show website: https://slackkeyshow.com/The Ukulele Podcast (not to be confused with this podcast!): https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/the-ukulele-podcast/id1651224228Anthony Fluke: https://www.instagram.com/mauianthonymusic/?hl=enLeft Hand Technique course: https://liveukulele.com/store/left-hand-technique-video-course/Step By Step: Single String Ukulele Picking ebook: https://liveukulele.com/store/step-by-step-picking/Support the showJoin my newsletter! It's free and I won't spam you. Get updates on new lessons and access to exclusive resources: https://liveukulele.com/signup/Support the podcast: Become a supporting member: https://liveukulele.com/register/supporting-member/?coupon=SUPPORT5 Buy video lessons or a book: https://liveukulele.com/store/ Use my Sweetwater affiliate link next time you need to buy some gear! https://sweetwater.sjv.io/9WbER0. Gear I use to create this podcast: https://liveukulele.com/about/my-gear/#recordingCREDITS- Hosted, produced, edited, and mixed by Brad Bordessa - Theme music by Brad Bordessa: "Fallout," "Eat You," and "Sister's Got a Gun" available on https://bradbordessa.bandcamp.com/

Jeff Tweedy: EnoughMJ Lenderman: Just Be SimpleBlood Orange: Mind LoadedUncle Tupelo: You're GoneZach Bryan / Gabriella Rose: MadelineZach Bryan: A Song For YouAlex Warren / Jelly Roll: BloodlineAmerican Authors: This Little Light Of MineBig Thief: IncomprehensibleJohn Prine: Hey Ah Nothin'The Beatles: Paperback WriterSt. Paul and The Broken Bones: Sushi and Coca-ColaBrittany Howard: Pale, Pale MoonHermanos Gutierrez: Elegantly WastedIvy: Say You Will

Jeff Tweedy: EnoughMJ Lenderman: Just Be SimpleBlood Orange: Mind LoadedUncle Tupelo: You're GoneZach Bryan / Gabriella Rose: MadelineZach Bryan: A Song For YouAlex Warren / Jelly Roll: BloodlineAmerican Authors: This Little Light Of MineBig Thief: IncomprehensibleJohn Prine: Hey Ah Nothin'The Beatles: Paperback WriterSt. Paul and The Broken Bones: Sushi and Coca-ColaBrittany Howard: Pale, Pale MoonHermanos Gutierrez: Elegantly WastedIvy: Say You Will

Based on a 60s television show of the same name, The Man from UNCLE attempts to merge the cool of James Bond with real-world Cold War era politics. The results are mixed. Directed by Guy Ritchie, it has all the hallmarks of one of his films—quippy banter, smooth action beats, and heroes that ooze charisma. Well, one of the heroes is charismatic. And it's not the one who allegedly is into cannibalism. Henry Cavill is the engine that drives The Man from UNCLE. And just like his turn in The Ministry of Ungentlemanly Warfare, he proves he's got the chops to be both comedic and badass. Sadly, audiences never gave this one a chance. On a budget of $75 million, it grossed just north of $110 million. That wasn't nearly enough to warrant the sequel they teased. Now, sit back, stay incognito with a Lord Grey from Three Taverns, and never trust a Nazi scientist! The Thunderous Wizard, Chumpzilla, and Bling Blake are enjoying some fine cheese and red wine while Mayor McCheese evades the goons! This Week's Segments: Introduction/Plot Breakdown – Two sworn enemies ... one common mission! Lingering Questions – How did Cavill never get a crack at Bond? (31:33) The "UNCLE" Trivia Challenge – Bling Blake challenges the field to trivia about the movie. (50:15) Recommendations – We offer our picks for the week and next up: We conclude Flopbusters with the woeful Stephen King adaptation, The Dark Tower! (58:54) And, as always, hit us up on Threads, X, Facebook, Bluesky, or Instagram to check out all the interesting factoids from this week's episode!

TRIGGER WARNING - This Episode contains mentions of accidental shootings and murder-suicide.  If these are too much for you, please, feel free to skip the episode.  You Matter!Well, Friends and Neighbors, pull up a chair and sit a spell as we go back to the birth of Kansas City to talk a little about the early days of Kansas City and a figure that came out of it named Sands. W. Hopkins.  A child who lost his parents young, was raised by his Uncle, hunted a ghost, with pistols of course, while attending college, lost his wife in an accidental shooting and whose life bogged down into gambling, drinking and depravity from there.  We cover his birth, his amazing life and his slow descent into madness, alcoholism and death in this local and incredibly strange episode of the Family Plot Podcast!Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/family-plot--4670465/support.

I'm your China travel guide, Missionary Ben, recording today in the little Thai town of Betong, on the border with Malaysia. Follow and/or message me on Twitter/X (@chinaadventures) where I post (among other things) daily reminders to pray for China.You can also email me @ bfwesten at gmail dot com. Lastly, to learn more about our ministry endeavors or get one of my missionary biographies, visit PrayGiveGo.us! Why did I begin this weekly Prison Pulpit series? To remind us all to pray for persecuted pastors and believers (such as Pastor Wang Yi) as Hebrews 13:3 teaches us to do (“as bound with them”), by sharing from his own published writings in China, as well as more prison stories and sermons from others like the late Richard Wurmbrand. Here’s my humble attempt at expositing Hebrews 13:3: https://chinacall.substack.com/p/remember-my-chains But today it dawned on me that there was an opportunity to honor John MacArthur and keep mostly to the topic of this mid-week podcast, reminding us to pray for the persecuted church. Before sharing the John MacArthur preaching clip from 1973 on Hebrews 13:3, I briefly talk about the following topics… My first MacArthur memory: Scary Nursing Home Book Stand My best MacArthur memory: Titus exposition (via mp3) from Istanbul to Sophia, Bulgaria My only visit to Grace Community Church: Random Tuesday in 2012 My favorite MacArthur sermon: https://www.gty.org/sermons/GTY104/the-tale-of-two-sons My closest connection to John MacArthur: My late Uncle Jack Read the written version of today’s podcast on my Substack: https://chinacall.substack.com/p/macarthurs-shortest-exposition-ever Follow China Compass Follow or subscribe to China Compass on whichever platform you use. You can also send any questions or comments on X: @chinaadventures or via email (bfwesten at gmail dot com). Hebrews 13:3!

On this episode of The Thought Shower, Intern John talks about the birth of his nephew. Plus how to know if a dude was raised right!If you missed the Chuy Forever comedy shows, but still want to get merch to support Warrior Canine Connection, you can order at InternJohnComedy.comEvery week Intern John discusses adulting, dating, radio life, and more! You can follow Intern John on social media: @InternJohnRadio. You can listen to past episodes at TheThoughtShower.com

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