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This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! Jails and penitentiaries are often magnets for paranormal energy—and the Old Idaho Penitentiary is no exception. Built in 1870, before Idaho even became a state, the prison operated for over a century, witnessing everything from brutal riots and daring escapes to chilling executions. Among the most infamous inmates was Raymond Snowden—nicknamed “Idaho's Jack the Ripper”—who was executed for a gruesome murder and is believed by many to still haunt the prison grounds. Visitors and staff alike have reported unsettling experiences: disembodied voices, phantom touches, and an overwhelming sense of being watched. In this episode of The Grave Talks, Visitor Services Coordinator Jacey Brain joins us to share the dark history and persistent hauntings of this historic prison. What lingers behind these stone walls—and why won't it let go?  This is Part Two of our conversation. For more information on historical tours and paranormal events, visit history.idaho.gov. You can also find them on Facebook, search Old Idaho Penitentiary, or click here. Become a GRAVE KEEPER and get access to ALL of our EPISODES - AD FREE, BONUS EPISODES & ADVANCE EPISODES!!! Sign up through Apple Podcast Channel or Patreon. Sign up through Apple Podcasts or Patreon http://www.patreon.com/thegravetalks

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! Jails and penitentiaries are often magnets for paranormal energy—and the Old Idaho Penitentiary is no exception. Built in 1870, before Idaho even became a state, the prison operated for over a century, witnessing everything from brutal riots and daring escapes to chilling executions. Among the most infamous inmates was Raymond Snowden—nicknamed “Idaho's Jack the Ripper”—who was executed for a gruesome murder and is believed by many to still haunt the prison grounds. Visitors and staff alike have reported unsettling experiences: disembodied voices, phantom touches, and an overwhelming sense of being watched. In this episode of The Grave Talks, Visitor Services Coordinator Jacey Brain joins us to share the dark history and persistent hauntings of this historic prison. What lingers behind these stone walls—and why won't it let go? For more information on historical tours and paranormal events, visit history.idaho.gov. You can also find them on Facebook, search Old Idaho Penitentiary, or click here. Become a GRAVE KEEPER and get access to ALL of our EPISODES - AD FREE, BONUS EPISODES & ADVANCE EPISODES!!! Sign up through Apple Podcast Channel or Patreon. Sign up through Apple Podcasts or Patreon http://www.patreon.com/thegravetalks

In this conversation, Erik Taurence discusses the mission and offerings of Data Shopper, a marketing technology platform designed to help small businesses effectively market themselves. He emphasizes the importance of audience targeting, affordability, and the transition to a SaaS model. Erik also addresses concerns about data privacy and the significance of building strong client relationships. The discussion highlights the platform's capabilities in audience identification and marketing campaign management, as well as the company's future goals and commitment to community building. Professional Real Estate Investors - How we can help you: Investor Fuel Mastermind:  Learn more about the Investor Fuel Mastermind, including 100% deal financing, massive discounts from vendors and sponsors you're already using, our world class community of over 150 members, and SO much more here: http://www.investorfuel.com/apply   Investor Machine Marketing Partnership:  Are you looking for consistent, high quality lead generation? Investor Machine is America's #1 lead generation service professional investors. Investor Machine provides true ‘white glove' support to help you build the perfect marketing plan, then we'll execute it for you…talking and working together on an ongoing basis to help you hit YOUR goals! Learn more here: http://www.investormachine.com   Coaching with Mike Hambright:  Interested in 1 on 1 coaching with Mike Hambright? Mike coaches entrepreneurs looking to level up, build coaching or service based businesses (Mike runs multiple 7 and 8 figure a year businesses), building a coaching program and more. Learn more here: https://investorfuel.com/coachingwithmike   Attend a Vacation/Mastermind Retreat with Mike Hambright: Interested in joining a “mini-mastermind” with Mike and his private clients on an upcoming “Retreat”, either at locations like Cabo San Lucas, Napa, Park City ski trip, Yellowstone, or even at Mike's East Texas “Big H Ranch”? Learn more here: http://www.investorfuel.com/retreat   Property Insurance: Join the largest and most investor friendly property insurance provider in 2 minutes. Free to join, and insure all your flips and rentals within minutes! There is NO easier insurance provider on the planet (turn insurance on or off in 1 minute without talking to anyone!), and there's no 15-30% agent mark up through this platform!  Register here: https://myinvestorinsurance.com/   New Real Estate Investors - How we can work together: Investor Fuel Club (Coaching and Deal Partner Community): Looking to kickstart your real estate investing career? Join our one of a kind Coaching Community, Investor Fuel Club, where you'll get trained by some of the best real estate investors in America, and partner with them on deals! You don't need $ for deals…we'll partner with you and hold your hand along the way! Learn More here: http://www.investorfuel.com/club   —--------------------

Please SUBSCRIBE to Psychopedia to stay on top of all new content, as well as my new podcast series Girl On Gore! Join our Patreon family for ad free episodes, exclusive bonus content, early access to Girl On Gore episodes, access to BTS, private group chats, merch discounts, and to guest co-host with Investigator Slater! www.Patreon.com/PsychopediaPod In this episode, I'm joined by special guest Kaelyn Moore of Heart Starts Pounding! Beneath the glittering facade of New Orleans high society in the early 1800s, Madame Delphine LaLaurie's lavish mansion concealed one of the most gruesome crimes in American history. Behind locked attic doors, enslaved men and women were chained, mutilated, starved, and grotesquely experimented on for Madame LaLaurie's sadistic pleasure. Some victims had their bones reset to take on non-human form, others were flayed, disemboweled, or fitted with crude surgical contraptions. This wasn't punishment: this was depravity wrapped in silk and perfumed with civility, masquerading as refinement while it feasted on human suffering. To this day, locals say the mansion is cursed. Visitors report cold spots, disembodied cries, and the faint clatter of chains dragging across the floorboards - echoes of suffering too violent to stay buried… Patreon: www.patreon.com/psychopediapod Instagram + TikTok: @investigatorslater @psychopediapod Heart Starts Pounding can be found here: @heartstartspounding www.heartstartspounding.com To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Trump signed an executive order last week that could fundamentally reframe the way the federal government deals with homelessness. Titled “Ending Crime and Disorder on America's Streets,” the order pivots away from housing-first strategies and toward public safety and mandatory treatment. That includes prioritizing funding for states and cities that ban urban camping, loitering, and open drug use, and it supports civil commitment — involuntary hospitalization for those with severe mental illness or addiction. Harm reduction programs are effectively defunded under this order, and treatment becomes a prerequisite for federal help.This didn't get a lot of attention in the media. That's a mistake. Homelessness is one of the most visible problems in American cities, and it's not going away. I've lived in Oakland, San Francisco, and Austin — three cities that have all struggled mightily with this issue. San Francisco in particular is the worst I've seen. It's not hyperbole to say that its homelessness crisis overshadows the city's stunning architecture and rich culture. Visitors walk away talking about tents, not the Golden Gate Bridge.Politics Politics Politics is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.This isn't a lecture about policy. I don't think there's an easy solution. From everything I've read and seen, roughly half of people living on the streets are there because of financial collapse — bad luck, bad decisions, and no safety net. The other half, though, don't want to reenter society. Some of them are dangerous, many are mentally ill, and addiction is everywhere. That's especially true in places like the Bay Area, where cheap or even free drugs are plentiful, and the spiral from one substance to the next ends in death more often than we acknowledge.Even in liberal cities, the political lines are shifting. When I moved to Austin in 2021, the city had rescinded its ban on urban camping. The results were immediate: tents on sidewalks, more street homelessness, and public parks taken over. A citywide referendum eventually reinstated the ban — not because Austin became more conservative, but because people across the political spectrum wanted cleaner streets. They didn't necessarily care how it happened. That's the political space Trump's executive order moves into.It's controversial, yes. And there are real concerns about forcing treatment and stripping funding from programs that do help some people. But the public mood is changing. People are frustrated. They want their cities back, and they're running out of patience for ideological purity tests. Trump, love him or hate him, is filling a leadership vacuum here. I don't know if his order will work — or if it'll be implemented at all in places that oppose him. But I do think it's a sign that this issue is far from settled, and it's about to get a lot more attention.Chapters00:00:00 - Intro00:03:09 - Trump's Homelessness Plan00:14:56 - Update00:15:18 - EPA Rollbacks00:20:09 - North Carolina00:23:12 - Epstein00:26:58 - Interview with Dan Turrentine00:59:56 - Wrap-up This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit www.politicspoliticspolitics.com/subscribe

Nos movemos por el árbol genealógico del high energy rock’n’roll. Desde los pioneros de Detroit a los herederos australianos, moviéndonos por las ramificaciones que conectaron a unos y otros a lo largo de los años.Playlist;(sintonía) THE RATIONALS “Leavin here” (1967)MC5 “Rocket reducer n 62 (rama lama fa fa fa)” (1969)THE STOOGES “TV Eye” (1970)RADIO BIRDMAN “New race” (1977)NEW RACE “November 22, 1963” (1981)THE VISITORS “Journey by sledge” (1980)DENIZ TEK “Is it good enough” (1992)DODGE MAIN “I got a right” (1996)THE HITMEN “I don’t mind” (1981)THE NEW CHRISTS “Like a curse” (1984)SONIC’S RENDEZVOUS BAND “City slang” (1978)THE UP “Just like an aborigene” (1970)DENIZ TEK and JAMES WILLIAMSONS “I need somebody” (2017)Escuchar audio

What started in 2011 as a way to make quilting more accessible has grown into a popular series of free, community-driven events across the Northeast. A Quilter’s Destination Quilt Show is now a magnet for experienced quilters, curious newcomers, and international visitors alike — and it’s not showing any signs of slowing down.Support WITF: https://www.witf.org/support/give-now/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Dodge and a cat realise they are not so different after all.

This throwback lesson still hits hard today — because customer service is the key.

ThreatLocker to Unveil Game-Changing Zero Trust Innovations at Black Hat 2025 | Visit Them at Booth #1933 | A ThreatLocker Pre-Event Coverage of Black Hat USA 2025 Las Vegas | Brand Story with John LillistonJoin ITSP Magazine's Marco Ciappelli and Sean Martin as they preview ThreatLocker's exciting Black Hat 2025 presence with Detect Product Director John Lilliston. Discover upcoming major announcements, hands-on hacking demos, and how ThreatLocker's default deny approach is revolutionizing enterprise cybersecurity through comprehensive zero trust implementation.As Black Hat USA 2025 approaches, cybersecurity professionals are gearing up for one of the industry's most anticipated events. ITSP Magazine's Marco Ciappelli and Sean Martin recently sat down with John Lilliston, ThreatLocker's Detect Product Director, to preview what promises to be an exciting showcase of zero trust innovation at booth 1933.ThreatLocker has become synonymous with the "default deny" security approach, a philosophy that fundamentally changes how organizations protect their digital assets. Unlike traditional security models that allow by default and block known threats, ThreatLocker's approach denies everything by default and allows only approved applications, network communications, and storage operations. This comprehensive strategy operates across application, network, and storage levels, creating what Lilliston describes as a "hardened system that stops adversaries in their tracks."The company's rapid growth reflects the industry's embrace of zero trust principles, moving beyond buzzword status to practical, enterprise-ready solutions. Lilliston, who joined ThreatLocker in February after evaluating their products from the enterprise side, emphasizes how the platform's learning mode and ring fencing capabilities set it apart from competitors in the application control space.At Black Hat 2025, ThreatLocker will demonstrate their defense-in-depth strategy through their Detect product line. While their primary zero trust controls rarely fail, Detect provides crucial monitoring for applications that must run in enterprise environments but may have elevated risk profiles. The system can automatically orchestrate responses to threats, such as locking down browsers exhibiting irregular behavior that might indicate data exfiltration attempts.Visitors to booth 1933 can expect hands-on demonstrations and on-demand hacking scenarios that showcase real-world applications of ThreatLocker's technology. The company is preparing major announcements that CEO Danny Houlihan will reveal during the event, promising game-changing developments for both the organization and its client base.ThreatLocker's Black Hat agenda includes a welcome reception on Tuesday, August 5th, from 7-10 PM at the Mandalay Bay Complex, and Houlihan's presentation on "Simplifying Cybersecurity" on Thursday, August 7th, from 10:15-11:05 AM at Mandalay Bay J.The convergence of practical zero trust implementation, cutting-edge threat detection, and automated response capabilities positions ThreatLocker as a key player in the evolving cybersecurity landscape, making their Black Hat presence essential viewing for security professionals seeking comprehensive protection strategies.Keywords: Black Hat 2025, zero trust security, cybersecurity conference, ThreatLocker, default deny strategy, endpoint protection, application control, threat detection, enterprise security, network security, cybersecurity solutions, security automation, malware prevention, cyber threats, information security, security platform, Black Hat USA, cybersecurity innovation, managed detection response, security operationsLearn more about ThreatLocker: https://itspm.ag/threatlocker-r974Note: This story contains promotional content.Learn more.Guests:John LillistonCybersecurity Director | Threat Detection & Response | SOC Leadership | DFIR | EDR/XDR Strategy | GCFA, GISP | https://www.linkedin.com/in/john-lilliston-4725217b/Hosts:Sean Martin, Co-Founder at ITSPmagazine | Website: https://www.seanmartin.comMarco Ciappelli, Co-Founder at ITSPmagazine | Website: https://www.marcociappelli.com______________________ResourcesLearn more and catch more stories from ThreatLocker: https://www.itspmagazine.com/directory/threatlockerThreatLocker® Welcome Reception | Don't gamble with your security! Join us at Black Hat for a lively Welcome Reception hosted by ThreatLocker®. Meet our Cyber Hero® Team and dive into discussions on the latest advancements in ThreatLocker®Endpoint Security. It's a great opportunity to connect and learn together! ‍‍Time: 7PM - 10PM | Location: Mandalay Bay Complex RSVP below and we'll send you a confirmation email with all the details.[ Welcome Reception RSVP ]Learn more about ITSPmagazine Brand Story Podcasts: https://www.itspmagazine.com/purchase-programsNewsletter Archive: https://www.linkedin.com/newsletters/tune-into-the-latest-podcasts-7109347022809309184/Business Newsletter Signup: https://www.itspmagazine.com/itspmagazine-business-updates-sign-upAre you interested in telling your story?https://www.itspmagazine.com/telling-your-story

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This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! In the small town of Vinton, Iowa, you'll find the Horridge House, a two-story, red brick home built in 1859 by Dr. Hewitt Clingan. It was sold to George and Elizabeth Horridge a decade later, who left their mark on this storied residence. Visitors to the Horridge House today will be transported back in time with its period furnishings, clothing displays, and numerous artifacts. But there's more to this house than meets the eye. Now housing the Benton County Historical Society's Archives & Museum, the Horridge House is a repository of historical knowledge and artifacts and a potential hotspot for ghostly activity. The house is filled with peculiar and unexplainable occurrences, from shadowy figures to strange noises and suspicious footsteps. Many believe these hauntings are linked to the historical artifacts stored within its walls. Could it also be that the spirits of Mr. Horridge, along with both his first AND second wives, still reside in the home? Today on the Grave Talks, what is haunting the Horridge House? A conversation with Katie Hopkins, Benton County Historical  Society Vice President and Paranormal Tour Manager. This is Part Two of our conversation. For more information, visit https://bchsparanormaltour.wixsite.com/ or search Horridge House at BCHS Paranormal Tours on Facebook. Become a GRAVE KEEPER and get access to ALL of our EPISODES - AD FREE, BONUS EPISODES & ADVANCE EPISODES!!! Sign up through Apple Podcast Channel or Patreon. Sign up through Apple Podcasts or Patreon http://www.patreon.com/thegravetalks 

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! In the small town of Vinton, Iowa, you'll find the Horridge House, a two-story, red brick home built in 1859 by Dr. Hewitt Clingan. It was sold to George and Elizabeth Horridge a decade later, who left their mark on this storied residence. Visitors to the Horridge House today will be transported back in time with its period furnishings, clothing displays, and numerous artifacts. But there's more to this house than meets the eye. Now housing the Benton County Historical Society's Archives & Museum, the Horridge House is a repository of historical knowledge and artifacts and a potential hotspot for ghostly activity. The house is filled with peculiar and unexplainable occurrences, from shadowy figures to strange noises and suspicious footsteps. Many believe these hauntings are linked to the historical artifacts stored within its walls. Could it also be that the spirits of Mr. Horridge, along with both his first AND second wives, still reside in the home? Today on the Grave Talks, what is haunting the Horridge House? A conversation with Katie Hopkins, Benton County Historical  Society Vice President and Paranormal Tour Manager. For more information, visit https://bchsparanormaltour.wixsite.com/ or search Horridge House at BCHS Paranormal Tours on Facebook. Become a GRAVE KEEPER and get access to ALL of our EPISODES - AD FREE, BONUS EPISODES & ADVANCE EPISODES!!! Sign up through Apple Podcast Channel or Patreon. Sign up through Apple Podcasts or Patreon http://www.patreon.com/thegravetalks 

Parenthood is one of life's greatest challenges and rewards, are you ready for the ride? In episode 800 of the Savage Perspective Podcast, Robert Sikes is joined by his wife, Crystal Sikes, as they pull back the curtain on the raw, real, and powerful journey of childbirth and bringing their second son, Hayzen, home. From navigating the chaos of emergency C-sections and labor complications to mastering sleepless nights with a newborn, Robert and Crystal share five essential tips that any expecting parent needs to know. This episode explores balancing professional growth with family life, the importance of support during labor, and the beauty of embracing the challenges that come with welcoming a new baby into the family. Whether you're a driven professional or a parent-to-be, this conversation will inspire and prepare you for the most impactful transition in life.Are you striving to perform your best in every area of life? Join Robert's FREE Bodybuilding Masterclass today and learn how to take control of your fitness, discipline, and mindset. Start your journey here: https://www.ketobodybuilding.com/registration-2Get Keto Brick: https://www.ketobrick.com/Subscribe to the podcast: https://open.spotify.com/show/42cjJssghqD01bdWBxRYEg?si=1XYKmPXmR4eKw2O9gGCEuQChapters:0:00 Parenthood, Challenges, and Lessons Learned  1:56 Hayzen's Birth Story and Reflections on Rigel as a Big Brother  5:26 Why an Emergency C-Section Was Necessary and How It Unfolded  10:38 Tip #1: Managing Prodromal Labor and Staying Focused  15:53 Smooth Hospital Admission and Preparing for Labor  20:38 Overcoming Labor Challenges: Pushing, Positions, and Exhaustion  27:48 Tip #2: Staying Calm Through Delivery and Support's Impact  32:48 Postpartum Recovery: Umbilical Cord, Tears, and Adjustments  37:38 Tip #3: Sleepless Newborn Nights and Navigating SIDS Concerns  42:22 Tip #4: Breastfeeding Triumphs and Embracing Natural Parenting  47:30 Family Adjustments: Handling Sibling Dynamics and Visitors  51:04 Tip #5: VBAC Support and Crystal's New Partnership

Your website homepage makes a critical first impression in less than a second. Are you making it count? Most business owners struggle with creating homepages that actually convert visitors into email subscribers and customers. They end up with cluttered, confusing pages that drive potential clients away rather than drawing them in.This episode breaks down the exact elements your homepage needs to convert effectively. We explore the dual purpose your homepage must serve: providing clarity about what you do and who you help, while offering clear navigation that guides visitors toward taking action.You'll discover the essential components every converting homepage needs: a compelling headline that instantly communicates your value, primary and secondary opt-ins that build your email list, three featured product sections, a brief about section focused on how you help clients, three content pillars for easy navigation, and strategic social proof that establishes credibility.The episode also provides practical writing tips to ensure your homepage speaks directly to your ideal audience using language they understand, not industry jargon. You'll learn how to keep paragraphs scannable, use formatting effectively, and test your mobile experience.Ready to improve your homepage today? I share five quick fixes you can implement immediately: rewriting your headline for clarity, improving your call-to-action, removing distractions, and ensuring mobile-friendliness. These simple changes can dramatically increase your conversion rates and help both visitors and search engines better understand who you serve.Take action now by examining your homepage through the eyes of a first-time visitor. What's clear? What's confusing? What could be improved? Your website is often your first opportunity to connect with potential clients—make sure it's doing its job effectively.Read more HERESupport the show

Extraterrestrial Visitors with Special Guest: Craig Campobasso - CharVision Podcast - 323-524-2599LIVE episode of CharVision! Watch right here on Facebook starting at 9PM EST/ 6PM PST.The show is also available on the Char Margolis Instagram page or YouTube Channel: https://youtube.com/@charcom?si=W4mK70t1_8LJox_a #podcast #live #show #psychic #psychicmedium #pastlives #char #charvisionCall Now at 323-524-2599Support the show on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/CharMargoliswww.char.net  Char Margolis  Twitter- @psychicmedmchar  instagram.com/CharMargolis  For more information on Char visit www.Char.net  www.fb.com/IntuitiveMediumCharMargolis  @psychicMedmCharBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/charvision--3561393/support.

After a successful research project by the University of Brighton, the city's Sea Lanes pool has announced dedicated times for blind and partially sighted people to come along for a dip. RNIB Connect Radio's Allan Russell spoke with Sadie Rockliffe, from Brighton University, and Elizabeth Meadows, from Sea Lanes, to find out more about the accessible sessions. If you'd like more info on the research, go to www.accessiblewaters.co.uk For the sessions, go to www.sealanesbrighton.co.uk You can email elizabeth.meadows@southdownsleisure.co.uk or call 01273044163 #RNIBConnect Image Shows RNIB Logo, White Background RNIB In Bold Black Letters With A Solid Pink Line Below

This week, Paul discusses some unexpected, and knowledgeable, visitors he had who came to discuss his book, and the podcast. Paul and Adam also discuss a central figure in the Government of Nova Scotia's response to the policing review, Executive Director of Public Safety, Haley Crichton. A witness for the government of NS at the Mass Casualty Commission, Ms. Crichton has been involved in decision making on policing in Nova Scotia in recent years. Paul examines her connections to the RCMP, which calls into question some of the policy decisions being made. Curt Allen had been expected to join the discussion, but made a Godot-like performance for this episode. He will be making an appearance in the coming weeks.

Our Fresh Immigrants, Rotten Fascists journey begins here: with a movie that earned Richard Jenkins his first Academy Awards nomination. THE VISITOR is a story set in the midst of post 9/11 paranoia, where a man befriends a couple of refugees whose future is about to be upended. Yes, the question “why is this better than Green Book” is addressed.Thank you for checking this new project out, whether you are a long-time Contrarians fan or someone who's just trying to listen to people talking positively about immigrants and negatively about fascism. If you have any recommendations for future entries in the series, let us know!- Many thanks to the amazing Jordan Cooper for composing our intro and outro. Fantastic collaborator to work with - and he has a They Might Be Giants podcast: DON'T LET'S START.- Interested in more Contrarians goodness? Join THE CONTRARIANS SUPPLEMENTS on our Patreon Page! Deleted clips, extended plugs, bonus episodes free from the Tomatometer shackles… It's everything a Contrarians devotee would want!- Our YouTube page is live! Get some visual Contrarians delight with our Contrarians Warm-Ups and other fun videos!- Our buddy Cory Ahre is being kind enough to lend a hand with the editing of some of our videos. If you like his style, wait until you see what he does over on his YouTube Channel.- THE LATE NIGHT GRIN isn't just a show about wrestling: it's a brand, a lifestyle. And they're very supportive of our Contrarian endeavors, so we'd like to return the favor. Check out their YouTube Channel! You might even spot Alex there from time to time.- Hans Rothgiesser, the man behind our logo, can be reached at @mildemonios on Twitter or you can email him at mildemonios@hotmail.com in case you ever need a logo (or comics) produced. And you can listen to him talk about economy on his new TV show, VALOR AGREGADO. Aaaaand you can also check out all the stuff he's written on his own website. He has a new book: a sort of Economics For Dummies called MARGINAL. Ask him about it!

Insectropolis offers customized fall field trips for students of all ages, featuring live bug touch presentations in a fully accessible museum. With capacity for 200 visitors and specialized programs for scouts, they even bring insects to classrooms through their "Bugs on the Go" outreach program. Insectropolis City: Toms River Address: 1761 Lakewood Rd Website: https://insectropolis.com/

Are aliens really from outer space, or are they something stranger? In this episode, we explore the mind bending theory that so called “aliens” aren't extraterrestrial at all but extradimensional and extratemporal. These beings may not come from distant planets, but from parallel Earths, alternate timelines, or higher dimensions we barely understand. We'll break down the difference between extraterrestrials, extradimensionals, and extratemporals, and examine how contact might be happening across time, frequency, and consciousness, not just space.If you've ever felt reality glitch, met a “different version” of someone, or sensed a presence you couldn't explain… this one's for you.

Briony Brookes of Cape Town Tourism talks with David Cogswell of Insider Travel Report about why the city is gaining popularity with American travelers and being named Time Out's Best City to Visit. Brookes highlights Cape Town's diversity, cultural experiences, repeat visitor appeal and the lasting connection many visitors feel with the city and its people. For more information, visit www.capetown.travel.  All our Insider Travel Report video interviews are archived and available on our Youtube channel  (youtube.com/insidertravelreport), and as podcasts with the same title on: Spotify, Pandora, Stitcher, PlayerFM, Listen Notes, Podchaser, TuneIn + Alexa, Podbean,  iHeartRadio,  Google, Amazon Music/Audible, Deezer, Podcast Addict, and iTunes Apple Podcasts, which supports Overcast, Pocket Cast, Castro and Castbox.  

Welcome to the daily304 – your window into Wonderful, Almost Heaven, West Virginia. Today is Thursday, July 24, 2025. #1 – From Eventbrite – Trailblaze WV Sponsored by TechConnect West Virginia, Trailblaze is a live, immersive event that spotlights women and minorities leading innovation in West Virginia's tech sector. With keynote talks, hands-on workshops, and networking opportunities, participants can collaborate on solutions, discover new ideas, and build connections across industries. It's a physical space where inspiration meets action in Almost  Heaven. Learn more and register: https://www.eventbrite.com/e/trailblazers-empowerment-2nd-half-of-2025-virtual-vision-board-session-tickets-1505888215189?aff=ebdssbdestsearch   #2 – From WV News / Marion County CVB The Marion County Convention & Visitors Bureau is spotlighting the region as the “Middle of Everywhere”—a perfect spot for summer getaways. Visitors can enjoy lakeside fun at Coopers Rock, vibrant local festivals, and historic Main Street charm in Fairmont. At the heart of it, Marion County offers small-town appeal with big-time experiences. Read more: https://www.wvnews.com/fairmontnews/news/marion-county-west-virginia-cvb-highlights-summer-reasons-to-visit-the-middle-of-everywhere/article_3bf22f4e-936f-4e4e-a99f-dd6037ceb972.html   #3 – From New River Gorge CVB Ready to ride the river waves? The New River Gorge CVB is showcasing stand-up paddleboarding hot spots for a refreshing summer adventure. With routes suitable for beginners and experienced paddlers alike, the playlists highlight scenic riverbanks, wildlife views, and access points. It's the perfect way to explore Almost Heaven from the water. Learn more: https://newrivergorgecvb.com/playlist/stand-up-paddleboarding/?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=july_2025   Find these stories and more at wv.gov/daily304. The daily304 curated news and information is brought to you by the West Virginia Department of Commerce: Sharing the wealth, beauty, and opportunity in West Virginia with the world. Follow the daily304 on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @daily304. Or find us online at wv.gov and just click the daily304 logo. That's all for now. Take care. Be safe. Get outside and enjoy all the opportunity West Virginia has to offer.  

Democratic leaders in Virginia's legislature defended the state's colleges Thursday morning from what they called attacks by the Trump administration. The statements come ahead of a legal fight over Governor Glenn Youngkin's appointments to Boards of Visitors at those same schools. Brad Kutner has more. 

Imagine for a moment, that it is 1788 and you are watching a mysterious fleet amassing on the harbour. This is the premise for the play The Visitors about the monumental events of 1788 from an Aboriginal perspective, giving audiences a unique opportunity to see these events from a viewpoint not covered by the history books.The play first debuted in 2020 and has evolved since. Overseeing the evolution of The Visitors is director and Quandamooka playwright Wesley Enoch, now the newly appointed chair of the Australia Council Board of Creative Australia.He tells us on Streets of Your Town about the significance of this play showing an Aboriginal perspective on colonisation, particularly given contemporary events. He talks about his hopes that people who are challenged by the idea of seeing historical events from an Aboriginal point of view are exactly those who come to see The Visitors.We also hear from actors John Blair and Zoe Walters about the responsibility they feel and take to heart every time they perform in The Visitors, standing on the harbour rocks on stage that form the foundation of this story.For more shownotes and links - please go to my substack for this episode at soyt.substack.comnancehaxton.com.au

Quaranteam-Northwest: Part 1 Pandemic Survivors, Harems and the Pacific Northwest. Based on a post by Break The Bar. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. To combat the deadly Duo Halo virus, the government will change the lives of Harrison Black and his friends out in the hills of Oregon. In return, Harrison finds a new purpose to his life in the midst of losing his family history. The House Guest. I glanced away again, relatively certain that Erica hadn't noticed my involuntary glance down at her cleavage but not overly worried. The grocery store parking lot was only half full, but we were waiting out front and I felt like we were in a bread line in Soviet Russia. The only good news was that it was a warm spring for Oregon State, and a clear day, so Erica and I weren't bundled up in jackets or anything. Of course, we were still getting used to the masks. "This feels ridiculous," Erica said, adjusting the bandana covering her lower face. She'd done her makeup as usual, with soft but smoky eyeshadow, and her thick dark hair was pulled back in a messy bun. Erica was a well-put-together lady, with the hips and bust of a woman who had aged perfectly into her thirties. I'd known her through our late twenties, and I wasn't ashamed to say I thought she'd only gotten hotter with time. Her black jeans clung to her hips and ass, and the black sweater she was wearing unzipped over a ripped band t-shirt accented the v of her cleavage that I'd been trying not to glance at. "At least it's not the middle of winter," I said. "Imagine this going on in January, in a snowstorm?" "We'll never need to see that," said the old man in front of us in line. He was wearing a hunting gaiter, but it was riding low on his upper lip. "This ain't the first virus, it won't be the last. Couple of weeks and the panic will die down. We'll have practically forgotten it by the fall, I bet." "Hopefully," Erica nodded. They'd announced the quarantine two weeks ago, and it had gone into effect last week. My roommate Leo and I had invited Erica, his sister, up from Portland; she was going to be cooped up in her apartment alone for the two-week shutdown and we had plenty of space on my old family property. Erica had made the drive the day before the statewide quarantine kicked in, having locked up the Tattoo Parlor she managed, and it had been a week of sun, hiking and ATV tours through the property, along with teaching her how to throw an axe and shoot some archery. Next week we were planning to show her the ropes on gun safety, and let her try out some of my grandfather's old hunting rifles. Erica was game for it all, and it felt like a mini vacation for all three of us. What Leo and I hadn't planned for was making meals for three instead of two, and so now a week in Erica and I were braving a trip into town trying to figure out exactly what we were and weren't supposed, or allowed, to do. Erica turned to say something to me, but her sentence was cut off by the heavy thrum and backfiring of a pair of ugly pickups rumbling into the parking lot of the grocery store on jacked-up wheels, halfway to 'monster truck.' They parked near the back, near my own truck, both vehicles with the stupid 'truck nuts' swinging from the hitches on the back and one of them with a big confederate flag sticker in the back window. "Jesus, I thought rednecks were supposed to come from the South," Erica muttered. "There are rednecks in every part of every country," I sighed. "Ask me about German rednecks sometime. Those people are weird." Five men unloaded from the two pickups, and I could see someone still sitting inside one of the cabs. I immediately took in everything I needed to know about the men; my brain couldn't shut off the instinct. Five military-aged males, three who looked like they could handle a bit of a fight. None of them were carrying firearms, no obvious sign of concealed weapons, but several had utility knives sheathed on their belts. Not that uncommon out here in the foothills of western Oregon. Three of them were wearing army surplus combat boots, one was wearing what looked like steel-toe construction boots, and one was wearing hiking boots. Their clothes were blue-collar casual. Rough, in other words. None of them were wearing any form of a mask. The debate was still out in the news; first, we were supposed to wear masks, then they said it wasn't going to be helpful, and now they were saying wearing masks might be the most important thing. Everyone seemed confused about the issue, but everyone in line outside the grocery store was wearing one of some sort or other. "Are they seriously going to just?" Erica muttered. The rednecks were heading straight for the entrance to the store, looking to bypass the ten or so folks in line ahead of us and another six behind us. I could see the panic in the eyes of the pimple-faced teen manning the door. He had no fucking clue what to do about it. "Ah, shit," I muttered, already stepping out of line. "Harrison," Erica cautioned me. "It's not worth it. What's the point?" "If not me, then who?" I asked her, then raised my fingers to my lips and blasted a whistle that echoed across the parking lot. Everyone turned and looked at me. All the folks in line, the rednecks as they were about to bull their way past the boy, and the beleaguered kid who I'd already watched bumble through explaining the line to annoyed people, let these alone belligerent assholes. "Hey," I yelled, but tried to keep my voice more friendly than commanding. "How about you guys show some respect to the folks out here and just grab a spot in line?" "How about you suck my nuts? We aren't sheeple, we know our rights," one of them yelled. "Yeah, this place can't deny us service, we've got rights," another shouted. "There's a difference between rights and being polite," I said. "Old folks are waiting to get their groceries, you boys can wait fifteen minutes." "You got a problem with us?" Another one shouted. "You know who the fuck we are?" "Harrison," Erica sighed. "I ain't got a goddamn clue who you are," I said. "And I don't care beyond the fact that you're acting like assholes." Two of them immediately started coming towards me down the line, the other three hesitating a moment before following. Fuck. I'd been hoping they were just some bully idiots, but the two in the lead were way angrier than they should have been. "Take a few steps back and don't get involved, E," I said quietly. "I'll be fine, but you can't get involved, Okay?" "Harry, what the actual fuck? There are five of them. This is a fucking parking lot. We should just call the cops!" she whispered back. "I'd listen to your fella," the old guy in the gaiter said. "We got one State Trooper somewhere in thirty square miles of here; would likely take too long to do any good." "You wanna say that to my face, you fucking fuck?" one of the men said. I'd taken a few more steps out of line, and he got up within a foot of me with his teeth bared and a fist raised threateningly. "I'm a god damned sovereign citizen, and I got every right to protect my dignity, honor and good name against fucks like you." "Yeah," I said, looking down at him as I breathed in deep and let my full size loom over him. The guy was probably 6'1 or so, but I was 6'6 in my stockings and had an extra couple inches over that from my own hiking boots. "I said you guys are acting like assholes, and otherwise I could give one single shit about who you think you are." "You motherfucker, I'm gonna," "Harrison?" One of the three guys in the back asked. He was one of the ones I'd identified as not being much of a fighter. "Harrison Black, right? You played Defensive End at Eisenhower." "Uh, yeah," I said. "That was a while ago though..." "Oh man, dude. It's me, Barry O'Callahan. I was a year behind you," the guy said. "Guys, this dude almost single-handedly ran our high school defense. Didn't you end up joining the military or something?" "Yeah, yeah," I said, squinting and looking at Barry. "Really? Barry O?" "Heh, yeah I filled out a bit since I was a junior," the man laughed, his gut jiggling with the effort. "And then I filled out a bit more. How are you doing, man? When did you get out of the service?" "Well, I'm doing fine, Barry. Been out going on seven years. But this is a bit awkward," I said. The interruption had been as confusing a moment for the two hotheads in their group as it had been for me. They were looking back and forth between us, trying to decide if they were still mad at me, or mad at Barry, or were just giving it up. "Oh, yeah. Uh, don't worry guys, Harrison is cool, Okay?" Barry said. "Dude, are you just in the area visiting or what?" "I've been up at the family place for the last few years since Pop died," I said. "Oh man, I'm sorry," Barry said. "But hey, can't believe we didn't run into each other until now. Who'd a thunk, huh? Here dude, you should come out to the clubhouse sometime. We'll grab some brews, catch a game or something." Barry pulled a crumpled matchbook out of his shirt pocket and handed it to me. The front had a WWII-style blonde pinup girl on a navy background with a white star behind her, invoking the flag. The Golden Beaver and an address was printed in tiny letters on the backside. It would have been a funnier innuendo if they weren't referencing the Oregon state flag. "Yeah, maybe," I said. "Come on, guys," Barry said, slapping his two hot head friends on the shoulders. "Let's get in line. Nice seeing you, Harrison." "Yeah, you too Barry," I said. And then shook my head as the five men headed back towards the end of the line. "What the fuck was that?" Erica asked me as I joined her back in line, and we moved up a couple spaces as the teen at the door let more people into the store. "Honestly, I thought I was about to spend the night in county lockup," I said. "Fuckin' Barry O." "He seemed like a fan of yours," Erica smirked. "Big high school football star, huh?" "I was a little above average at best," I said. "And I wasn't an idiot. Easy to look good when the rest of the team sucks." I looked down at the matchbook again and shook my head, showing it to Erica. She snorted and took it. "Is this real? Please tell me you aren't going to go join their little redneck club." "Not likely," I said. "It's a wannabe militia group. Bunch of swinging cocks with no sway." "What?" "Cause they're so small. It's a tiny penis joke." Erica smirked again and rolled her eyes. "You child. Can you do me a favor?" "What's that?" I asked. "Maybe, for the foreseeable future, you keep the whole Walking Tall routine to a minimum?" "I'm sorry, did you just make a Dwayne Johnson, early 2000s movie reference?" "Yeah, I did," Erica grinned. "What are you going to do about it?" "We need to get you to watch some better movies," I laughed. "Hey, son," the old man ahead of us said quietly. "Seriously, could you have taken those guys?" I glanced back at them at the end of the line, muttering to each other. "Probably, if I was right. If I got three of them, the other two wouldn't have done anything." "Heh. Would have liked to have seen that," the old man grinned. "Don't encourage him," Erica said. "He hasn't gotten into a fight on my watch yet, I don't want him to start now." "Yeah," I said. "But that's mostly because you're the one who usually starts throwing punches at the bar." "Hey, a guy gets handsy, I put him in his place," Erica shrugged. "No 'Walking Tall' shit, my ass," I snorted. "You two make a fine, rowdy couple," the old man said. "Oh, we're not a couple," Erica said. "Just friends," I said. "He's my brother's roommate," Erica clarified. "I'm just visiting." The old man raised an eyebrow and shook his head. "Alright. Well, maybe you two should consider toning down the flirting then. You're likely to attract bears with all the hormones you're putting out." "Erica, Erica! No, you cannot punch him," I said, holding her back. "Hey, Erica? Can we talk to you for a minute?" Erica looked up from her phone with a cocked eyebrow and a pensive smile. I immediately realized how weird and out of character our approach was. She was lounging on the couch in the living room, her sketchbook tossed to the side with a half-finished something scribbled out in frustration like she'd been trying to work but just couldn't get it right. I knew how she felt, having had the same frustrations ever since the quarantine had been announced. "Sure guys, what's up?" she asked. I let Leo sit down next to his sister on the couch as she sat up, and I took my usual chair. It had been my Father's up until he passed; I'd avoided it the first month after he died and I took over the family homestead. Then when my older sister Valerie and her family came to stay for that summer, she practically pushed me into it. 'It's just a chair,' became our catchphrase for the summer as we sorted through the belongings of our parents and grandparents. "I'm sorry," I said as I settled into the chair. "This is already coming off weird. Erica, it's nothing." "You're making it seem like it's something," Erica said. She turned to her twin. "What's going on?" Leo and Erica were both a couple of years older than me, but once you were into your early thirties that kind of stuff meant a lot less. Leo had the looks of a classic Italian paisan with thick dark hair, a hawk beak of a nose and bushy eyebrows. He was built thin and a little lanky, and was usually ready with an eager smile and word of encouragement for anyone he met. That's probably why we'd gotten along so well when we started rooming together; his positive attitude had been just what I needed coming out of the Army. Erica had a lot of the same features as her brother; the thick dark hair, the ready smile, the energetic sparkle in her eyes; but she also had a sensuality to her that I can't say I'd ever noticed in Leo. She was a little more patient, a little more sure of herself and willing to take charge of things. And that control went all the way to her fitness, as she hadn't let herself slide even through quarantine. Leo sighed. "No, it's nothing. Well, I mean I guess it's something, but it's not," "How about we just say it, instead of talking about talking about it?" I said. "Yeah," Erica nodded. "How about that?" "Well, uh, Harrison?" Leo looked at me, which I guess was fair considering this was my house at the end of the day. "Erica, we're almost a month into the quarantine now," I said. "I know that when we invited you down out of the city to stay with us, it was supposed to only be for a couple of weeks. 'Two weeks to flatten the curve' and all that shit. But things don't seem to be getting any better." "No, it's fine," Erica said, sitting up straighter in her seat and pulling away from her brother. "I know I've been imposing on you guys. It's fine, I can head back down to Portland and I'll just," "Jesus Christ, Erica," Leo said. "We're not kicking you out." "You're not?" she asked. I realized that she was clenching her fists in her lap so hard she was trembling slightly. "Not a shot, E," I said. "We just wanted to make sure that you knew we want you to stay as long as you want or need. We love having you here." For the first time in my life, I saw Erica's lower lip tremble. "Really?" she asked. Back in the city she was the manager of one of the most successful tattoo and piercing parlors in the state, herding artsy workers that acted like cats with constant access to catnip. Erica was firm but fair with her artists, managed a clientele that ran the gamut from rich and entitled assholes to meth'd out deadbeats, and kept her own skills sharp with constant discipline and practice. Every time we had hung out in the years before the quarantine, I'd always been struck by how forceful a personality she was; she could smack talk with the best of them, manhandle a drunk in a bar like an experienced bouncer, and laughed loud and full-bellied. Seeing her on the verge of tears was a shock, and I realized we probably should have had this talk two weeks ago. "Yes, of course we do," I said. "God, you're practically family, Erica. I don't think I could let you go back and stay in the city right now. We love you." The damn burst and as thick tears began to pour over her cheeks and streak her dark eyeliner she reached out and pulled Leo into a hug with one arm. She beckoned for me with the other and I crossed the space to wrap her up in a hug as well. "Thank you," she whispered quietly between us. "I know you guys wouldn't; but still. Everything going on out there, and the way the city is right now... I just didn't" "It's going to be fine," Leo said to his sister, squeezing her harder. "You'll see." She kissed him on the cheek, then turned and kissed me on the cheek as well. "Thank you." I gave her a bit of a squeeze in return. "We'll need to go get some more of your stuff, I guess. You only came down here with a duffle bag." She laughed. "God, yes," she said and tried to wipe her tears. "I can go up there. I could use some more underwear, ha-ha." "Too much information!" Leo said, releasing his sister. She sniffed hard to clear her nose and wiped her cheeks some more to clear her spilt makeup and tears. Erica had a sort of post-punk or light goth style, with thick eyeliner and soft but smoky eyeshadow. For someone in the tattoo business, she had relatively few piercings, just two in each earlobe and a single small, silver nose ring on one nostril. She made up for it with a pair of full sleeve tattoos on her arms and a collection of assorted smaller tattoos on her legs. "What, you don't want to hear about me sweating through my bras?" She laughed at her brother. "Come on, Leo, we're all adults here." I laughed at her teasing and she squeezed me to her with the one arm she still had around my shoulder. She turned and kissed me on the cheek again. "I can go down to the city by myself, you guys don't need to risk yourselves for me. All the news reports are saying this thing is extra dangerous for men." "No, we'll help," I said. "We don't know how long this thing will last, so we'll bring the pickup and you can bring your car. And if you get exposed, you'd bring it back here with you anyways, so we might as well try and do it as fast as possible. Three sets of hands will make things go easier." "Okay," she nodded, then with a last squeeze of my shoulders she eased away and stood up. "Okay. Well, damn, guys. This feels like a fucking weight lifted off my shoulders. I've felt like I've been overstaying my welcome, not that you guys did anything to make me think that. I just,” "It's fine," I said. "We understand." "I don't," Leo said. "You've been all up in my personal space since the dam womb. You never had a problem with it before now." "Come here, you twerp," Erica laughed, slapping her brother on the arm. "Alright, alright," I said. "Come on, children. Let's make a plan here. No time like the present, if we get everything ready we can head out tomorrow."   Leo and I had first become roommates when he sublet me a room as I came out of the military seven years ago and wanted to move back to the Portland area. Then, when my father passed and I needed to move back to the family property, Leo had been more than happy to come on up with me instead of trying to find someone new to take over my half of the house lease. The old ranch-style house I'd grown up in had plenty of room, and my mother had died a few years before Dad, so it worked out for both of us. Even before the quarantine was announced we'd both been working from the homestead; my freelance illustration and concept art gigs kept the bills and property tax under control and food on the table, and Leo had swapped to making artisanal furniture in his little shed workshop instead of the house framing and cabinetry he'd been trained in. The old barn made a decent new workshop for him after a couple of upgrades, and once I'd gotten a satellite installed for point-to-point internet service we were... Well, we hadn't exactly been living the technological dream, but we had what we needed. The drive down to Portland from the homestead outside Jewell took a bit over an hour and a half on a good day with moderate traffic. It only took us an hour, in the middle of the day. I drove my truck, the cover on over the bed, and Leo rode with Erica in her car. The highways were practically empty, and for a while the drive almost felt like just a beautiful day out; other than the thick sweater I was wearing, and the work gloves I'd duct taped to the cuffs. I also had a pair of bandanas hung around my neck, ski goggles sitting on the passenger seat, and the hood of my sweater pulled up. It was the middle of a hot spring and I was sweating my ass off in my own truck just in case of death by viral infection. Even in the last couple of weeks, all the messaging online from the Government about what to do for safety felt like it had been conflicting with itself constantly, and when Leo and Erica tried to do more research they couldn't even figure out which politician or government body to listen to, let alone find something useful and convincing. So we went all out. Driving through the suburbs was a bit of an experience. One neighborhood would be completely desolate, not a single person outside and everything locked up tight. The next would be full of people outside on the street, walking dogs and kids running around playing. Most of them had those medical masks on, but it looked like people were out on summer vacation or something. The neighborhood after that was mostly shut down like the first, but one of the houses easily had thirty vehicles parked around it and was hosting some sort of party going on in the front and back yard. Somehow, despite the world feeling so alien, I still found driving through the city even weirder. Getting into the urban center where Erica had a small apartment near the Tattoo Parlor was like we'd hit the end of the world. Even more than in the suburbs, the near complete lack of people was shocking. We could go entire city blocks without seeing another car, and then suddenly we'd come across a food delivery driver peddling down the middle of the city street on a bike. The only other motorized vehicles I saw were one dude on an electric scooter having the time of his life, and ambulances speeding down the streets with their lights running. They didn't even bother with the sirens. Crackle, crackle. "Hey, Harrison? You read me? Over." I picked up my handheld radio and pressed the button. "Yeah, I read you, Leo. Over." "So we need to take a detour. There's a bunch of stuff online about this Autonomous Zone thing. Protestors in the middle of the city. We're going to avoid it. Over." "Yeah, sounds good. I'll follow. Over and out." I shook my head. The protests had started about a week ago. Halfway across the country, a man had been shot by police; investigations were ongoing, but no one looked good in the situation. Not the cops, not the man, not even the bystanders who had filmed the whole thing instead of intervening. It was a shit show all around, and it had sparked protests that I could only assume were fueled by people feeling so trapped in their own lives. Portland, ever a liberal center of activism, had been a hotbed every night. Vigils and marches every afternoon and evening. Then the riots started at night. We drove down a couple of streets that looked like we'd left the United States behind and entered a foreign warzone. I'd seen streets in Kabul during my deployment that had looked similar; the only thing missing from the burned-out cars, graffiti and general detritus were bullet scars on the walls. Windows that weren't boarded over were smashed. Storefronts were burnt out, looted, or both. It took us an extra twenty minutes to drive all the way around the 'autonomous zone.' By the time we pulled up into the alley behind Erica's apartment building, I was feeling sick to my stomach. A pandemic. Riots. What was next, a natural disaster? I'd seen some of the world; not a lot, but enough. Some of the best and worst places. We were supposed to be better than this. Taking the back stairwell was part of the plan. We didn't want to draw any attention from people; for all that Portland was that liberal bed of activism I'd just been thinking about, it was also still an urban center plagued by theft, crime and people trying to take advantage of each other. With no one on the streets, I'd suggested that pulling up out front made us more of a target to people looking to cause trouble, or attracting the attention of overzealous police. I pulled my truck in next to Erica's car and hopped out. "Alright, make sure you lock up," I said. "Harri, please," Erica said, sliding down her own ski goggles over her eyes. We were all bundled up now, with multiple face coverings each. "I've lived in the city about eight times longer than you ever did. I know how to handle myself." "Yeah, I know," I said. "I'm just a little anxious." "It's fine, dude," Leo said. "Let's just get this done." Erica let us into the building, keying in through a back door, and up through the stairwell. We didn't see anyone on the way up, and she led us through the halls to her apartment. As she let us in, one of her neighbors opened their door and stuck their head out. "Erica? Dear, is that you?" It was a woman, maybe in her fifties. "Hey, Dianne," Erica said. "It's me. I'm just here to pick up some things, and I brought my brother and his roommate to help out." Dianne stepped fully out of her apartment. She was dressed comfortably and had her silvering blonde hair pulled back into a bun. Most notably, she wasn't wearing a mask or any other sort of personal protection. "It's so nice to see you, Erica!" she said. "It's been quiet up here the last few weeks. I have to say, I never thought I'd actually miss your early morning banging around, but I do." "Ah, Dianne," Erica said, holding up her hands. She was wearing rubber gloves, duct taped at the wrists to her sweater just like my work gloves were. "We really shouldn't get any closer than this." "Oh, dear, it's fine," Dianna said. "I've been cooped up in the apartment for a week now, the only person who comes over is Mr. Jones from 5C for coffee every few days. I'm sure you've been just as safe, living out of the city." "No, really Dianne," Erica said. "I don't mean to be rude, but we're only here to get some of my things and go. And I know Mr. Jones is probably lonely up there, but it's not safe for you two to get together for coffee. You should really just skype each other or something." "Oh, I already have to do that Zoomy thing to see my grandkids," Dianna scoffed. "But fine, fine. It's good to see you, dear. Try not to take things too seriously, it won't be good for your health." From inside Erica's apartment, I couldn't help but shake my head. "Dianne, maybe you need to take things more seriously," Erica said. "I'd hate if anything happened to you, but more importantly I'd hate for your grandkids to never get to see you again if you got sick." "Well, I guess..." Dianne trailed off. "Goodbye, Dianne. It was nice seeing you," Erica said in that tone of voice that was just shy of 'politely fuck off,' then followed Leo and me into her apartment and shut the door. "God, that woman," Erica said. She peeled down the pair of gaiters she was wearing over her face. The top layer was a winter covering Leo and I usually used in the middle of winter when we were snowmobiling, and the second was a much thinner one we used in the summer when A T Veeing. "We should be good in here, no one's come in since I left." I peeled down my bandanas and sighed. "I'm sure she's nice, but that lady needs a reality check." "I just hope she isn't someone else's reality check," Erica said. "Alright. I'm going to start in the bedroom. Leo, can you go through the living room and grab anything you think we might want in terms of DVDs and stuff? And Harrison, do you mind doing a check-over of the kitchen? I'm pretty sure I got rid of all the immediate perishables before I came down, but I might have missed some things that could've gone for a couple weeks." We split up and went to work. I cleaned out a few old condiments that Erica had missed and collected some canned and boxed food that would travel easily, along with some of the more specialty cooking equipment Erica had made of point of mentioning. I wasn't sure what an 'air fryer' did, but she made it sound like it was a gift from God, so I was willing to pack it up. "All done in the kitchen," I said, standing in the doorway to Erica's bedroom. She was rummaging in her closet. Her bed was covered in clothes and a couple of pieces of luggage, and everything looked like a mess. "Okay, hold on," she said, then she reappeared and dumped what looked like an entire department store's worth of bras out onto the bed. "Can you start packing this stuff up? Don't worry about folding or sorting it, I'll fix it all once we're back at your place. Then I can grab everything I need from the washroom and we'll be done." "Sure," I said, and we squeezed past each other so she could duck into the washroom. Once she was gone, I just chuckled and shook my head at the mess she'd already made. "I don't think this is all going to fit in these bags." I got to work, and soon three of the four pieces of luggage were stuffed full. That's when I made it to the pile of bras. I glanced out the door, and quickly picked up a fancy looking one and checked the tag. "Damn, Erica," I chuckled. It was obvious she was a busty girl, but 36E? I wouldn't have guessed. Then again, I wasn't exactly a bra aficionado. I wouldn't even know if I'd seen D's or E's or what, the sizing just sort of confused me enough that I couldn't care to look into it any further. I carefully began packing her daintier things into a bag, and below the bras was a pile of panties; and only a few of them seemed like they were designed for comfort and not show. There were strings, there was lace. I held a particular red number and shook my head again, trying to do my best not to imagine Erica wearing it and failing. I shoved it into the bag with the rest. "Incoming," Erica said, bustling back into the room with her arms full of canisters and bottles and all sorts of things from the bathroom. She dumped it all on top of the panties in the bag. "Usually I'd be a lot more organized with this," she sighed. "But I just feel... being in the city feels kinda gross right now." "Hmm, I feel it too," I said. I picked up the last handful of her underwear and put them on top of the cosmetics stuff. "Oh my God," Erica said, grabbing the bag from me. "I can't believe; God, this is embarrassing." She was grinning and her cheeks had heated up as she quickly zipped up the luggage and turned to me. "I didn't realize you'd work that fast." "Hey, I've seen ladies' underwear before," I laughed. "It's not a big deal." "Yeah, but you haven't seen my underwear," she chuckled along with me. "At least you saw the nice stuff. I left most of it here when I came down; wasn't exactly thinking about showing off the goods, ya know?" "Hey, anytime you want to show off, you just let me know," I laughed. "I tried not to pry, but some of them looked pretty hot." "Oh, my God," she said, face palming her embarrassment. Then her smile turned teasing. "Then again, we could always play you show me yours, I'll show you mine. I'm sure the girls would be happy for some more freedom around the house." She squished her upper arms together to pop out her chest a bit under her sweater. Now it was my turn to smirk and blush a little. I was just starting to try and figure out what to say when Leo came in from the front area of the apartment. "Think I'm about done up here," he said. "Anything else, sis?" Erica snickered and punched me in the arm. "That's probably it. I was just teasing Harrison about feeling' up my panties though." "Dude!" Leo said. "Oh, come on," I said. "You know I wouldn't." "Still..." Leo trailed off. "Whatever. Just leave my sister's granny panties alone." "You think I wear granny panties?" Erica said, then turned back to the bag and started unzipping it. "Well, let me just show you some of these..." "Nope, no, nada, nyet!" Leo said, covering his eyes with both hands and turning out of the room. "I do not need to know. Too much information for me!" Erica snorted and shook her head, re-zipping the bag. She winked at me and gave me another friendly punch on the arm. "Thanks again for helping with all of this, Harrison." "No problem at all, E," I assured her. "No, no," she said. "Seriously. Thank you. You guys didn't need to come out here; it feels sort of silly to say, but you're technically risking your lives for me right now." "Well, chivalry ain't dead yet, I guess," I said. "I guess not," she laughed. She leaned in and kissed my cheek. "It's nice. Just don't go making a habit of it, I don't need some White Knight savior act out of you or my brother." "Deal," I said. We got everything out into the front hallway of the apartment, and it ended up being more than we could hope to carry down in one trip. The end result was that we made the first trip down, started loading everything into the bed of the pickup, and while Leo and Erica went back up for another load I stayed down with the vehicles. The thing about inner cities, we'd all learned quickly when we originally moved in, was that you took a risk when you left things in your car. Well, if you had a car to begin with, but if you did and people could see in then it was likely your shit was going to get stolen. So there I was, sitting on the open back gate of my pickup with double bandanas over the bottom half of my face and ski goggles over the top, when two men rounded a corner further down the wide back alley and stopped. They looked at me and the cars. I looked at them. One of them was wearing a medical mask, while the other had a knit wool balaclava on with nothing but his eyes showing. I'd never really considered it before, what with us living out in the woods away from most people, but at that moment I realized how simple it must be to do crime when everyone was expected to wear masks. I watched them. They eyed up the vehicles. I stood up. They watched me do it. I slammed the gate of my truck shut. They watched me do it. I walked around to the passenger door of the truck cab, pulled out the hard case I had stowed under the seat, grabbed my Dad's old Colt 1911 and slid a magazine home. The men kept their eyes on me, not batting an eye even though I was now holding a loaded firearm. I leaned against the back of my truck and watched them right back. Eventually, Leo and Erica came back down and I didn't mention the men or the pistol, which I tucked onto the passenger seat of my truck while we were moving things around. I left the door open so that I could keep easy access. Erica and Leo went up for one last load, and I entered another long staring match with the two men. They hadn't moved and were about fifty yards away so I couldn't tell if they were talking to each other. I swear I must have been sweating bullets under my sweater and gloves and various masks. I don't know if my adrenaline had spiked like this since seeing combat while deployed. Not even the grocery store parking lot showdown a few weeks ago had been like this. Finally, Erica and Leo came down with the last load, we got everything stowed away, and got back into our vehicles. I took a moment to unload and re-stow my firearm, and as Erica and Leo pulled away in her car I watched as the two men came up the alley and entered Erica's apartment building through the door we had been using. Maybe they had just been waiting to use the door, playing it safe with us. Or maybe it was something else. I wouldn't ever know. It took three days for us to start feeling... safe wasn't the right word. 'Less apprehensive' is where I ended up landing. Coming back from the city had been as smooth as driving out, but once we were home we all had this feeling of being dirty. It felt silly even at the time, but we ended up hosing each other off outside with the garden hose before heading in to take some long, hot showers. Was that ineffective? Probably. Did it make us feel better? Maybe, a little. When none of us were showing any symptoms of getting sick by the third night back, we all decided to crash and start a new show together on Netflix that night after dinner. I ended up in the living room first and was starting to scroll through the menus to find something we might like when Erica came down the stairs in her own comfy clothes. She was wearing baggy, low-riding sweatpants and a black tank top that I very quickly realized was bouncing way more than usual with each of her steps down the stairs. Erica walked over to the TV sitting area and flopped down onto the couch across from me, absentmindedly reaching up and tying her hair back into a loose and messy bun. "What?" she asked me when she realized I was staring at her. "Nothing," I said. "You just... you look good. Like that." She rolled her eyes. "It's just makeup, Harrison." What she meant was she wasn't wearing any. For the first time ever, even including the month that she'd already been staying with us, I was seeing Erica without makeup on. It was sort of shocking, honestly; whatever magic she did in the mirror, with her kit, it was like she could change the very structure of her face. Usually, she had an almost angular predatory look, with sultry and smoky eyes and sharp cheekbones leading down to a perfect set of clean and bright red lips. Now she looked brighter, more girl-next-door. Sure there were imperfections; soft lines under her eyes, little freckles and blemishes that got hidden by foundation, but her eyes were brighter, and her smile was wholesome. "Just don't feel like you need to be anything but comfortable, E," I assured her. "I like this look on you." She sighed and gave me a smirk. "Alright, charmer. What are we watching?" I tossed her the remote and let her start scanning through the list of new shows. Besides her lack of makeup and apparent lack of a bra, she was still her usual self. Both of her arm sleeves were bared by the tank top; her left arm was a colorful splash of a dozen of her favorite Pokémon from the original 150, all water-themed. Her right was Star Wars themed and focused on a pinup Femme Boba Fett on her outer upper arm, along with a couple sexy lady Stormtroopers, a Princess Leia in the requisite golden slave bikini, and Padme in the ripped-up white arena fight outfit. Not to mention the Yoda on her inner forearm and chili Chewbacca just below her armpit on her bicep. Her tank top also showed off the two heart tattoos on either side of her clavicle, and the half-mandala tattoo that sat on the back of her neck at the hairline. Erica's legs, while currently covered by her sweats, were a more eclectic collection of random and unplanned tattoos dating back from her start in the industry; some were done by her own hand, others by fellow apprentices, and a few even by the apprentices she'd eventually trained over the years. "Heads up!" Leo said, bounding down the stairs in his own sweats and a hoodie, vaulting over the back of the sofa and landing heavily next to his twin sister. "Jesus Christ," Erica said, ducking away to narrowly avoid getting kicked in the back of the head. She turned and hit Leo in the shoulder. "Watch it, you monkey!" "Takes one to know one," Leo laughed, swiping away her hands as she tried to hit him again. Soon the two were involved in a swearing match as Erica was leaning over Leo, trying to tweak his ears and drop a wad of spit down on his face, while he tried to both ward off her hands and push her away at the same time. Their easy sibling rivalry and goofing off usually wasn't this physical, but it still had me laughing and wondering all the same. I'd never had that with my sister; she was about seven years older than me, so we hadn't ever had that sort of a relationship. To be honest, I was also a little interested in the sibling scrap because Erica's tits looked fucking great jostling and bouncing around in her tank top, and a part of me hoped a boob would pop out in the chaos. Unfortunately, I couldn't be so lucky and the duel ended with both of them panting, sitting next to each other, with no boob appearance. "What are we watching?" Leo asked. "I dunno, we hadn't picked yet," I said. "Let's watch this," Erica said, seemingly at random, and selected some sort of a baking show. "Aw man," Leo said. "These competition shows are always so scripted." "They make me hungry," I said. "Maybe I should start baking more." "Yes," Erica said. "Now we're watching every season just so you can get more good ideas like that, Harri." The show was easy to follow and clearly designed like every other Food Porn-style "reality" competition. Other than the deliciously described food, the only thing actually keeping my attention was the host. "She's hot," Erica said during one of the transition scenes, right after the host had finished showing the TV audience the differences between a mousse and whipped cream. It had involved a lot of whisking very fast. "Not my type, but I can see it," Leo said. "She's got too much of a Fifties Housewife vibe going on." "That's just because she's so proper British," Erica said. "Look at her, she's gorgeous. And fucking stacked under those pretty dresses. What do you think, Harri?" "I'm with you, I think she's definitely hot," I agreed. "And I really dig the accent." "I bet she's a fucking freak in bed, too," Erica said. "No way!" Leo argued with his sister. "Look at her. She's all syrup and sweetness. I bet she's dry as a desert down there, and you couldn't fit anything in due to the stick up her ass." "Nuh-uh," Erica shook her head. "I'd put money on her having a filthy mouth off-screen. Just swears like a fucking sailor. And,  Hmm, I bet she probably says she's straight, but has plenty of experience with girls from her Prep School days." "Sure," I laughed along. "Makes perfect sense. Anything else?" "I bet she's got a cum fetish," Erica said. "Look at her eyes when she's talking about glazing. She's practically creaming her conservative little dress. And she definitely likes a cheeky finger up the bum to really set her off." All of us were laughing now, and the conversation faded as we struggled to get control of our giggles. By the time the first episode was over, we were hooked despite the silly concept, and let it play. We got four episodes in before Erica called it quits. "That's enough for me tonight, boys," she said, yawning and stretching her arms wide. Her right arm rubbed roughly against Leo's face on purpose, just to bug him as he pulled away. "I'm off to bed. Good night!" She bounced up off the couch and made for the stairs, her hips swiveling in her low-waisted sweats. They'd ridden lower, and she was showing a bit of a whale tail with her lace thong panties peeking over the waistline. "Dude," Leo said, snapping my vision from his sister as she walked up the stairs. "Uh," I hummed, and slowly raised both arms in an awkward shrug. "What do you want me to do?" "Just... don't make it a thing," he sighed, then flopped over onto his side. "She's my sister. You wanna watch Deadpool?" Visitors The rumble, sputter and hum of the approaching ATV broke my concentration as it cut through the quiet warbling of my shitty Bluetooth speaker long before Leo pulled around the trail bend. The thick foliage up here in the foothills, far at the back end of my family property, created a weird dampening effect so I hadn't heard him until he was almost on top of me. The rumble cut through the thick greenery now and was followed by the crunching of the tires biting into th

Eddie found an unwanted visitor inside his house the other day and the way he handled the situation had the rest of The Show in shock

Eddie found an unwanted visitor inside his house the other day and the way he handled the situation had the rest of The Show in shock

AP correspodnent Karen Chammas reports Greek protesters calling for an end to Israeli military killings in Gaza stopped an Israeli cruise ship from docking on their island.

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The number of Australian visitors has leaped between March and May with the Government attributing the results to the 'Everyone Must Go' campaign. Tourism and Hospitality Minister Louise Upston spoke to Ingrid Hipkiss.

https://jo.my/qnfqcr Electrical Safety Awareness: Lockout Tagout Safety Cutting power is the most effective way to mitigate risk. Lockout/Tagout (LOTO) for electrical systems prevents every conveyor, shrink-wrap machine, and charging station from starting unexpectedly while personnel work inside the guard. It's a simple promise: no voltage, no surprise. Break that promise, and the motor doesn't care who's in the pinch zone. LOTO begins before the breaker handle moves and ends only when every lock is released in the correct order. The steps appear routine, yet skipping one can cause a live circuit to be activated or leave hidden energy in a capacitor. Treat the procedure like a flight checklist, because both protect lives and expensive equipment. Here are a few tips to assist you with Lockout Principles for Electrical Systems: Follow the book every time. Use the posted LOTO procedure word-for-word. Shortcuts invite errors and confuse the next shift. Prove zero. After isolating, use a calibrated meter to confirm that the voltage reads zero before hands or tools cross the guard. Test the tester on a live source first and after the check. Limit locks to the trained. Only employees on the authorized roster are permitted to hang locks or tags. Visitors and new hires observe but refrain from touching. Respect personal locks. Never remove or bypass someone else's device. Each lock equals a life. Track down the person or a supervisor if a lock blocks startup. Tag with clarity. Write your full name, department, date, and phone on every tag. Precise contact info speeds coordination when multiple crews share the same panel. A solid LOTO program stops more than shocks. It prevents sudden motion that can crush, cut, or eject parts. It also protects assets; an unexpected restart can wipe out hours of production and damage motors beyond repair. One of the top priorities of a solid Safety Culture is ensuring the well-being of everyone, both inside and outside the workplace. LOTO embodies that priority by forcing a pause and a double-check before anyone reaches into energized gear. Keep procedures visible, meters calibrated, and training records up to date. Your consistency keeps the switch between safe and dangerous firmly in the off position. Thank you for joining us for another episode of Warehouse Safety Tips. Until we meet next time – have a great week, and STAY SAFE! #Safety #SafetyFIRST #SafetyALWAYS #StaySafe #SafetyCulture #ElectricalSafety #LOTO #LockoutTagout

Paul speaks to Rory Copplestone from Clonakilty Black Pudding Visitor Centre. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

More Aussies are hopping over the ditch following a tourism campaign. Since the 'Everyone Must Go' campaign, almost eight thousand extra Australian visitors have come to New Zealand. It's estimated those tourists spent about $22 million. Tourism Minister Louise Upston told Mike Hosking there's plenty more room for growth. She says about four million Australians are considering a trip, so we need to get in their face more. LISTEN ABOVE See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The I Love CVille Show headlines: Who Will Be Named Next Mayor Of Charlottesville? Does Board Of Visitors Know How To Rebuild UVA? AlbCo Supervisor Pruitt Making Run For Congress Did Kevin Cox Embarrass Sam Sanders Last Night? CVille City Council To Readopt Unchanged NZO Did Council Not Learn From NZO Experience? Is Home Depot The Flagship Of Rio/29 Plan? Executive Offices For Rent ($350 – $975), Contact Jerry Read Viewer & Listener Comments Live On-Air The I Love CVille Show airs live Monday – Friday from 12:30 pm – 1:30 pm on The I Love CVille Network. Watch and listen to The I Love CVille Show on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, LinkedIn, iTunes, Apple Podcast, YouTube, Spotify, Fountain, Amazon Music, Audible, Rumble and iLoveCVille.com.

Hungry for History returns for it's third year with activities spanning the City of Winchester, Frederick, and Clarke Counties.  It kicks off on Saturday, August 23rd, and runs through Monday, September 1st. Whether you're a history buff, a foodie, or someone looking for a fun family outing, there's something for everyone. In this episode of Tourism Tuesday on The Valley Today, host Janet Michael welcomes Renee Bayliss from Winchester-Frederick County Convention & Visitors Bureau, along with Brian Daly from Stonewall Jackson's Headquarters Museum, and Rick Kriebal from Newtown History Center to give details about the event. Hungry for History brings together local historians, food enthusiasts, and community members to celebrate the region's rich history and culinary traditions. The event features a variety of activities ranging from lectures and hands-on workshops to historical tours and themed dinners, all designed to engage participants of all ages. One of the highlights of this year's event is the special programming at Stonewall Jackson's Headquarters Museum. Brian shared exciting details about their event, What's In Your Haversack? The Rations that Saved Winchester. This engaging presentation delves into the food rations that sustained Confederate soldiers during the 1862 campaign. Visitors can also enjoy samples of historic hand pies made with local apples, offering a taste of the past. Families with young children will find plenty to enjoy as well. The Newtown History Center's Homeschool Hunters program offers a kid-friendly scavenger hunt that brings the history of the 1920s and 1940s to life. Additionally, the Winchester-Frederick County Convention & Visitors Bureau will host an open house that features Tea with Martha Washington, where children can learn about colonial etiquette while sipping on teas reminiscent of those from the Boston Tea Party. Food and drink play a central role in the Hungry for History event. Renee highlighted several culinary collaborations. Visitors can sample the official cider of the Virginia 250th commemoration at Winchester Cider Works or enjoy historic-inspired dinners at local restaurants like Bonnie Blue Southen Market & Bakery and Vault and Cellar. For those interested in more immersive experiences, the La Grange Family Farm will host a Tavern Night featuring historic cakes and cider, while a special presentation at Valerie Hill Winery will delve into the long history of the vineyard's early 19th-century building. The event also welcomes the Slave Dwelling Project, which aims to educate the public about the lives of enslaved people. This important initiative adds depth to the historical narrative and is sure to be a poignant part of the celebrations. With over 15 different sites participating, including breweries, restaurants, and historic locations, Hungry for History offers numerous opportunities to explore and learn. Whether you're attending a one-day event or planning to visit multiple sites, the comprehensive program ensures there's something for everyone. For more information and a detailed schedule of events, visit the Hungry for History section on the Winchester Frederick County Convention and Visitors Bureau website: visitwinchesterva.com. You can click here to download the program. Don't miss this unique opportunity to step back in time and experience the rich heritage of Winchester, Frederick & Clarke counties through food, fun, and educational activities.

She passed away at 37 — far too soon. But her story might save someone else.Today, I'm sharing the story of a relative who left this world too early. Not to bring sadness — but to shine a light on how precious life really is.We spend so much time waiting. For permission. For the “right” time. For signs. But the truth is: you only get one life. And you're not guaranteed tomorrow.✅ Why most people exist but don't truly live✅ The silent cost of waiting for permission✅ A powerful reminder to pursue your dreams now — not “someday”✅ How her story could become your wake-up callDon't waste your time holding back. Let this be your sign to start living fully.

Nugg goes to Dallas for his Son's 13th Birthday, Joey's big Deejaying Job and we read texts from the listeners about the best part of their weekends. Then we talk to Mark from The Titanic Exhibition in Dallas. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

A couple books a romantic weekend at a beautifully restored historic site, expecting peace, quiet, and maybe a little old-world charm—but what they get is something far more chilling. When a late-night visitor makes their presence known in unmistakably paranormal ways, the experience shakes them to their core. But the real twist comes after they return home… and begin researching the property's history. What they discover confirms everything they feared: the spirit who visited them wasn't just a figment of imagination—it was someone with a name, a story, and a tragic reason for never leaving. Some places remember love. Others remember loss.   If you have a real ghost story or supernatural event to report, please write into our show or call 1-855-853-4802! If you like the show, please help keep us on the air and support the show by becoming a Premium Subscriber. Subscribe here: http://www.ghostpodcast.com/?page_id=118 or at or at http://www.patreon.com/realghoststories

THIS VOYAGE, join us for TREKSPERTS LIVE as the Treksperts, MARK A. ALTMAN (author, The Fifty Year Mission, writer/producer, Pandora, Agent X, The Librarians, writer/producer Free Enterprise), DAREN DOCHTERMAN (associate producer, Star Trek: The Motion Picture) and ASHLEY E. MILLER (showrunner; DOTA: Dragon's Blood, writer, X-Men: First Class, Thor) are joined by SPECIAL GUEST STARS ARMIN SHIMERMAN ("Quark"), NANA VISITOR ("Major Kira") and TERRY FARRELL ("Jadzia Dax") as they discuss their extensive careers in showbiz. LIVE ON TREKSPERTS TONIGHT! **TREKSPERTS+ SUBSCRIBERS NOW GET COMMERCIAL FREE EPISODES ONE WEEK EARLY! SUBSCRIBE TODAY AT TREKSPERTSPLUS.COM****Join us on our new INGLORIOUS TREKSPERTS DISCORD Channel at: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://discord.gg/7kgmJSExeh⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Rate and follow us on social media at:BluSky: @inglorioustrekspertsTwitter: @inglorioustrekFacebook: facebook.com/inglorioustrekspertsInstagram: @inglorioustrekspertsLearn all that is learnable about Star Trek in Mark A. Altman & Edward Gross' THE FIFTY-YEAR MISSION, available in hardcover, paperback, digital and audio from St. Maritn's Press. Follow Inglorious Treksperts at @inglorioustrek on Twitter, Facebook and at @inglorioustreksperts on Instagram and BluSky. And now follow the Treksperts Briefing Room at @trekspertsBR, an entirely separate Twitter & Instagram feed."Mark A. Altman is the world's foremost Trekspert" - Los Angeles Times

On today's Czechia in 30 Minutes: Foreign Ministry receives Jan Masaryk's private art collection from London flat; Edmund's Gorge, star attraction of Bohemian Switzerland National Park, to reopen to visitors; and, for our feature, US historian Chad Bryant discusses his book Prague: Belonging in the Modern City, which has just been launched in Czech. Enjoy!

In this episode, Jerry addresses a question he received multiple times in one week from chiropractors: Why are there so many website visitors and so few new patients? He breaks down this common concern and explains why these numbers often don't align in the way chiropractors expect. The episode offers perspective, highlights common misconceptions, and gives practical advice for improving website conversion. The Misunderstanding: Expectations vs Reality Many chiropractors expect a high percentage of website visitors to become new patients. In reality, this is not how online marketing works—especially with cold traffic. Chiropractors who believe they should convert 50% or more of website visitors into patients are setting themselves up for disappointment. Even a 6% conversion rate on cold website traffic is considered very good. Jerry explains that in his experience with info products and affiliate marketing, getting a 3% conversion rate was difficult. A 6% conversion would have been life-changing. Chiropractors need to calibrate their expectations and understand what's normal. Cold Traffic vs Warm Leads One of the biggest issues is confusing cold traffic with warm leads. Cold traffic includes people who: Find your site through Google or ads Have no prior relationship with you Haven't been referred and don't trust you yet These people convert at a very low rate. In contrast, warm leads are: Referred by friends or family Already familiar with you through social media or community presence Former patients or those who've interacted with your brand Warm leads should convert at a much higher rate. If you're only converting a small percentage of these, something is seriously wrong. Website Traffic Doesn't Equal Potential Patients Looking at gross visitor numbers assumes every visitor is a potential new patient, which is simply not true. Website visitors may include: Bots or spam traffic Competitors Existing patients checking hours or contact info People outside your service area Accidental clicks Unless you're running a tightly controlled ad campaign with a direct funnel, gross website numbers are a poor indicator of performance. Conversion Isn't Always Linear Unless your practice relies 100% on online scheduling, you can't assume that every new patient came through the website. People may call, text, message you on social media, or walk in. If your site visitors and new patient numbers aren't lining up, it could be because they're taking other paths into your practice. Trying to compare total website visits with total new patients is misleading because: Not every visitor is a qualified lead Not every new patient visits the website before booking A Volume Reality Check Jerry gives a basic example of how conversion typically plays out: 500 website visitors 3% click on the “schedule now” button = 15 people 50% of those actually schedule = 7 to 8 people 75% of scheduled appointments show up = about 5 to 6 new patients This is a realistic scenario and shouldn't be considered a failure. In fact, it's fairly normal. Google Business Profile (GBP) Can Be Even More Misleading Many chiropractors see huge views on their GBP listings—1,800 or more in a month—but still get only a handful of new patients. That gap can be discouraging, but again, it's common. The takeaway isn't that you should ignore these numbers but that you need to understand what they really mean. Visibility without conversion isn't useful unless your site and profile are compelling enough to get people to take action. How to Improve Website Conversion Jerry offers several practical ways to improve your chiropractic website's performance: 1. Simplify and organize your site. Avoid clutter. Too many chiropractic sites overwhelm visitors with too much information and no clear direction. Think of your website like a path through the woods—give people obvious cues about where to go next. 2. Make your content easy on the eyes. Presentation matters. Use formatting that's readable, clean, and skimmable. Don't dump a wall of text on your visitors. 3. Use patient-centered language. Skip the jargon. Don't talk about “optimizing health potential.” Focus on problems and solutions your ideal patients care about. 4. Add trust signals. Include real photos, staff bios, patient reviews, video introductions, and even relevant social media content. Authenticity builds trust. 5. Make scheduling easy. The best options are texting and online scheduling. Phone calls are okay. Email is the worst—slow, unreliable, and frustrating for both sides. Final Thought Unrealistic expectations are one of the biggest killers of progress. Chiropractors often get discouraged because they're comparing raw numbers without understanding what those numbers mean. Not all traffic is equal, not all visitors are prospects, and not all new patients will come through the same channel. Focus on what you can control—clear messaging, simplified navigation, strong calls to action, and easy ways to schedule.   Want Help Growing Your Practice? Jerry offers business coaching, website design, SEO, and Google Ads services specifically for chiropractors. If you're ready for less stress and more momentum, visit RocketChiro.com. 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Karl Vaters interviews Derek Maxson about some simple ways to make sure your church website is reaching the three kinds of people who are most likely to use it.Derek runs Spiffy.Church, an online ministry that specializes in helping smaller churches get the most from their websites, using limited time and resources.Derek and Karl talk about how to optimize your church website by making it simple and affordable, and how to use it to help three types of people.Insiders (your church members and regulars)Shoppers (those looking for a new church home)Seekers (those who are curious about the faith or who are needing help in a time of crisis)Links:Spiffy.Church Bonus videoThree Simple Changes You Can Make To Your Church Website, with Derek MaxsonChurch websites shouldn't be as complicated as we make them. In this bonus chat, Karl Vaters talks with Derek Maxson about a few quick changes you can make to your church website that will immediately make it better for everyone. Links:Spiffy.ChurchTo get Bonus Content every week, click here to become a Financial Partner, or here to subscribe to the Free Weekly Newsletter.

In the Cult Italian Movie category THE VISITOR (1979) stands out for many reasons. It is made up of equal parts science fiction, thriller and religious high strangeness shot through with touches of CARRIE and CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE THIRD KIND. For years it was considered one of the least comprehensible movies ever made but with the restoration of the full running time in 2010 it is now only mildly incomprehensible. Indeed, with enough squinting and reading between the lines it is almost possible to find a narrative thread that only occasionally feels absurd. Ridiculous to the point of silliness THE VISITOR defies rational concepts and logical progression of story. Let some other movie have police investigations that go somewhere or examples of simple cause and effect in human reactions to inexplicable events. This film scoffs at such needless exercises. And don't get me started on the exploding basketball that everyone ignores!   Troy Guinn, Bob Sargent and I (Rod Barnett) are the three intrepid film nuts that stutter-step their way through this Euro-madness. We wrestle this monster to the ground, fight off seagull attacks, ponder the eternal battle between good and evil and marvel at the cast of Hollywood stars the producer conned into being in this thing. What other movie of this type can boast John Huston, Franco Nero (playing a blonde, blue-eyed Jesus), Glenn Ford, Mel Ferrer, Shelly Winters (playing Mary Poppins' cousin Mary Slappington), Lance Henricksen and an out-of-his-depth Sam Peckinpah? Is this the most bizarre film ever shot in Atlanta? Was the city's mayor bribed to indulge the film's production? How many times will we reference A Flock of Seagulls? Is the amazing prop that Troy dubs ‘Switch-Beak' silly or brilliant? I cannot promise answers but we will at least pose the questions. Lots and lots of questions.   If you have anything to say about THE VISITOR or any other film that we've covered thebloodypit@gmail.com is the place to send them. We thank you for listening and we'll be back soon. 

Yesterday, a King County Judge ordered the city of Seattle to come up with a plan to end “nudity as constituted” at the park. Denny Blaine has been the city’s most well known nude beach for decades – and is a beloved LGBTQ+ community gathering space. This order follows a series of attempts by neighbors of the park to end nudity at Denny Blaine. And it’s a move supporters of the nude beach say would be a “sanitization of queer spaces” in an increasingly gentrified city. Guests: Seattle Times City Hall reporter David Kroman Related stories: Judge orders an end to nudity at Seattle’s Denny Blaine Park, for now - Seattle Times Community members give Denny Blaine Park play area proposal a dressing down - KUOW ‘I share your disgust.’ Texts show Seattle Mayor Harrell, rich neighbor discussing Denny Blaine - KUOW Thank you to the supporters of KUOW, you help make this show possible! If you want to help out, go to kuow.org/donate/soundsidenotes Soundside is a production of KUOW in Seattle, a proud member of the NPR Network.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

"What was that, Spike? Visitors? Oh Wow, I wonder if any of them want to go hug a Deathclaw!"But seriously, welcome to Top of the World all you wanna-be Raiders & Goons! I'm Rose, the local RaiderBot extraordinaire! It seems like your normal host, that Stuffed Shirt calling himself the Operative appears to have departed this mortal coil or some such nonsense.From here, y'all have a fantastic view of all the chaos that Appalachia has to offer. While the Whitespring might be a smoking crater, I hear tell that the old missile silos are ready to pop and that tough old Colonel is making one last throw of the dice to do something about it.Doesn't matter to me…I'm a bot and all, but hey, if you want to root for her, go right ahead!Vault Town is getting stomped and everyone is running for the Ohio…and old Trader Red and her pet Deathclaw are gonna try to convince the Cult of the Mothman to let them go.Good luck with that!Anyway, Appalachia is coming apart at the seams and I am so here for it! So, sit back, join me for a dose or two of Psycho, and we'll watch the fireworks together!

In 1903, the quiet coal town of Van Meter, Iowa was shaken by a terrifying series of sightings that would become one of the strangest cryptid encounters in American folklore. It started with a beam of light — not from the sky, but from a glowing horn attached to a massive, winged creature. Then came the sulfuric stench, the shrieks in the night, and the bullets that didn't work. For five nights, the townspeople watched in fear as a mysterious beast (or two?) soared through the skies, undeterred by shotgun blasts and town patrols. This is the legend of the Van Meter Visitor, a creature described as part-gargoyle, part-dragon, part-unicorn, and 100% nightmare fuel that the entire town tried — and failed — to take down. Plus, we'll cover modern-day sightings, a plaster footprint, psychological and paranormal theories, and a festival held each year to commemorate this mysterious visitor. Was it a time-traveling pterodactyl, an alien reconnaissance scout, or something ancient released from the mine? One thing's for sure: whatever it was, it definitely wasn't just a bat. from the mine? One thing's for sure: whatever it was, it definitely wasn't just a bat.  Watch the video version here. Have ghost stories of your own? E-mail them to us at twogirlsoneghostpodcast@gmail.com New Episodes are released every Sunday at 12am PST/3am EST (the witching hour, of course). Corinne and Sabrina hand select a couple of paranormal encounters from our inbox to read in each episode, from demons, to cryptids, to aliens, to creepy kids... the list goes on and on. If you have a story of your own that you'd like us to share on an upcoming episode, we invite you to email them to us!  If you enjoy our show, please consider joining our Patreon, rating and reviewing on iTunes & Spotify and following us on social media! Youtube, Instagram, TikTok, Facebook, and Discord. Edited and produced by Jaimi Ryan, original music by Arms Akimbo! Disclaimer: the use of white sage and smudging is a closed practice. If you're looking to cleanse your space, here are some great alternatives! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

We’re so used to claims of something big happening in the near future turning out to be wrong that we hardly notice them anymore. But what happens if one turns out to be right? If nonhumans appear suddenly, the consequences will be at least chaotic, and possibly even catastrophic.