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In this episode of The President's Daily Brief: A new strategy appears to be emerging in Gaza, as clan-based militias step into areas where Hamas is barred from operating. We'll break down who these groups are, why they're rising now, and whether they represent the first real alternative to Hamas' rule. Former Honduran president Juan Orlando Hernández — convicted of working alongside drug traffickers — is now a free man. We'll explain what we've learned about the lobbying behind his pardon. New reporting from The New York Times sheds light on the controversial double strike against a drug-trafficking boat, with officials saying Secretary of War Pete Hegseth ordered the first attack — but not the strike that killed survivors. And in today's Back of the Brief — Prime Minister Netanyahu receives a rare brushback from President Trump after Israeli strikes in Syria. To listen to the show ad-free, become a premium member of The President's Daily Brief by visiting https://PDBPremium.com. Please remember to subscribe if you enjoyed this episode of The President's Daily Brief. YouTube: youtube.com/@presidentsdailybrief True Classic: Upgrade your wardrobe and save on @trueclassic at https://trueclassic.com/PDB#trueclassicpod DeleteMe: Get 20% off your DeleteMe plan when you go to https://joindeleteme.com/BRIEF and use promo code BRIEF at checkout. Lean: Visit https://BrickhouseSale.com for 30% off Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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The government's light touch on Artificial Intelligence welcomed by digital industries, with AI to be managed through existing laws.

The government's light touch on Artificial Intelligence welcomed by digital industries, with AI to be managed through existing laws.

The government's light touch on Artificial Intelligence welcomed by digital industries, with AI to be managed through existing laws.

Hey friend — grab a cup of something warm because this episode is basically a cozy love letter to Scotland and the chaos of planning the perfect honeymoon. I'm getting married (yes, Mrs. Fiance—probably?), and Topher — now a travel advisor extraordinaire — planned our whole week in Edinburgh as a wedding gift. He went full curator mode, balancing our must-dos (spooky tunnels? yes please) and the slow, wandering days we actually want to enjoy. We talk about staying put in Edinburgh as our base, skipping the long car treks and islands that would eat half our trip, and instead taking smart day trips and local tours. There's a historical scavenger-hunt app to help us get our bearings without being rushed, haunted tours that end in dungeons (adults only, thank goodness), and a smidge of golf-related comedy because apparently my honeymoon could've been miniature-golf therapy for life choices. Topher's approach was so thoughtful — he curated the trip around what we genuinely love: walking the city in cardigans, foggy seaside vibes, and spooky stories. He also navigated budget realities (hello, Witchery hotel dreams) and found us a stunning hotel with a VIP upgrade instead of blowing the budget on one ultra-expensive night. Smart, practical, and still romantic. We kept things intentionally unbooked in spots so we can stumble into our own moments, which is my favorite part about travel. It's the best of both worlds: planned highlights (fairy-highland tour, haunted tunnels) plus lazy pub stops and wandering lanes we'll want to return to. Also: planning a trip with a travel advisor really changes the game — it felt customized in the best way. So come along as we gush about nostalgia, Scotland, and all the tiny decisions that make a honeymoon feel like a memory-in-progress. And if you ever need a travel nudge (or a good excuse to avoid driving abroad), Topher's got you — maybe he'll get you a VIP upgrade too.

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In a major shift, the CDC has quietly reversed its position on its previously unscientific claim that “Vaccines Do Not Cause Autism.” ICAN lead counsel Aaron Siri joins Del to break down the years of FOIA's, outreach and education, and legal action that have culminated in this inevitable reversal of stance—and to explain why the CDC has never produced the scientific proof it insisted it had.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/the-highwire-with-del-bigtree--3620606/support.

Turkey day travel rush at SEA Airport in full swing, could be busiest period in 15 years // What food items can you bring through airport security checkpoints? // Heavy Thanksgiving holiday traffic expected over mountain passes // What’s open and closed on Thanksgiving Day in WA? // These Cities Have the Cheapest Thanksgiving Food, According to Hims & Hers Study // After-dinner ‘fart walks’ offer surprising health benefits, UW experts say // Thanksgiving is the No. 1 day in the U.S. for cooking fires //Say goodbye to gravy? Welcome to the Ozempic era of Thanksgiving // The Americans Skipping Ozempic to Indulge at Thanksgiving // GUEST - JOHN’S EX-WIFE PAULA GROOMS // John’s NYC Thanksgiving // The Tradition of Post-Thanksgiving Touch-Football

I've never been a big drinker. In my early twenties, I remember having to stand up for myself to be included during drinking games, even though I was drinking water.But at a recent gathering we hosted, I realized there were actually MORE non-drinkers than drinkers present. Making non-alcoholic options (and non-alcoholic activities) a normal part of our get-togethers has certainly been an evolution, and I'm grateful for it.There are lots of reasons people don't drink. Maybe it's due to health reasons or childhood trauma regarding alcohol; maybe they're in recovery, they have responsibilities, or they just don't feel like it. Today's episode is about starting conversations about friends' boundaries regarding alcohol so hangouts can fit those preferences.If you want to drink less or if alcohol is a trigger for you, I hope you take this episode as encouragement to talk with friends about it. Personally, I've found gatherings that don't revolve around alcohol to be not only more inclusive, but also more creative and fun.In this episode you'll hear about:Why I've never been a big drinker, and how my health has led me to stop consuming alcohol entirelyConversations about understanding friends' boundaries with alcohol and the importance in not making it a big dealDifferent non-alcoholic activities: workout classes! Walks! Going for drives! Running errands! Etc.Building shared experience roots through new activities, which also makes friendships more resilient and comfortableResources & LinksListen to Episode 12 about emotional intimacy roots.Like what you hear? Visit my website, leave me a voicemail, and follow me on Instagram and TikTok!Want to take this conversation a step further? Send this episode to a friend. Tell them you found it interesting and use what we just talked about as a conversation starter the next time you and your friend hang out!

⛪️ Ever wondered if you've accidentally slipped into a “ministry-first” life instead of a God-first one? Or why pursuing “success” in the name of Jesus can sometimes leave your home drained, your marriage stretched thin, and your soul strangely empty? In this episode, we sit down with Gary Thomas to unravel the subtle but powerful lies that derail intimacy with God and quietly distort family rhythms. This conversation will make you rethink control, redefine calling, and reimagine what a spiritually alive home could look like. Resources :The Life You Were Reborn to Live by Gary Thomas https://www.amazon.com/dp/031036065X?ref_=cm_sw_r_ffobk_cp_ud_dp_WEEGZVBTHRSH81Z8F438 Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Friendzone Skeptics: Part 1. Old classmates spend a week together, and find more. Based on a post by cilma rae. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Chris Benbury and Jennifer Sanders tell the tale of how their friendship took decades to transform into a life connection. We're going to let them tell just how it happened. I'm Jennifer Sanders. In high school, I was Jenny, or Jenn. One fall day in the early nineties, Chris and I met at our high school. When? What, like the exact moment? Heck, I dunno. It was a small school, and everyone knew everyone; for the most part. It wasn't until after college that we'd connected again. Just friends, we'd meet up for lunch here and there. A text about family would show up, and one of us would respond with a smile or a few updates on their own life. He was always supportive of my goals, and I was very proud to know him and to witness all he had accomplished as well. Chris would date here and there, but there was never anything serious. I was so busy trying to move up in my career field that sometimes, I'd not even realize that two months had gone by since my last; um, well, even the thought of sex was rare. I was pretty happy excelling in the successes of my own business. It was when I turned 35 that I realized I might have let a little too much time go by. "Jenn," my mom lamented in her usual way on our weekly call, "when am I gonna have grand babies?" "Um, Mom? You have six grandchildren," I reminded her as I thought about my three nephews and three nieces produced by the mix of my three brothers and their amazing wives. "Oh, Jennifer," Mom chided, "you know what I mean. You're my only daughter. No boyfriend, at least that I've heard of. No talk of relationships at all. What about Chris? Do you still talk to him? He was always such a sweet boy in high school. You mentioned that you two keep in touch, right?" "Oh, Mother!" I argued. "Chris is a friend, a very good one at that. It's not like that though." "Well, just think on it, OK?" she requested as if my answer wasn't acceptable. "You never know. I mean, remember how I told you that I didn't realize I was meant to be with your father until;" "Until he kissed you, I know," I mocked and shook my head as I had said each word exactly as she had, only my words were dripping with sarcasm. "Mom, I have never been in a position to kiss Chris. He's a good friend. He dates. We share stories and encourage each other in our work ventures. It's just not like that." "OK, I'm just saying;" she announced as she always did when she finally gave up. "Are you coming for Easter?" "Of course, Mom," I answered as I pinched the bridge of my nose. "I'll bring the pistachio salad as usual, and it's my turn to bring their basket contents this year." "Oh, honey," Mom noted and signed. "I know you're the only one without kids, but the boys sure do appreciate that you participate in the 'taking turns' idea for the kids." I couldn't help but smile as she called my 31 , 32, and 34 year-old brothers "the boys." I think I'd actually have to put more brain power into grasping who they were if she were to refer to them as "my brothers." She had always grouped them together when speaking with me. "Oh, believe me," I corrected of her apology, "it's not only no bother, but I'm stoked to get to fill their baskets once every four years. I look forward to earning my properly worded title of 'Best Aunt Ever' twice in those years. Naturally, I have that honor every Christmas!" "Yes, well, just don't show up your brothers with too expensive gifts," she reminded me as she did all the time. She was unaware that I made sure to reach out to my sisters-in-law each year to not only get great (and appropriate) gifts for the family celebration, but also added a few for under their trees in their own homes which would be marked from "Santa." It made my heart full to give them a little extra since I had the means to do it. As I laid in bed that night, I thought about what my mom had suggested. Chris? Really? Had I ever thought about that option? I scoffed and shook my head in the dark. Nah. He was just a friend! I was about to fall asleep when my phone chirped. It was charging on the table next to my bed, so I reached over blindly and picked it up. "I'm really sorry if this is waking you, but I need to talk to you." I didn't think twice and called Chris' sister, Cindy, to see what was going on. We hadn't talked in a long while, but I had her number saved from a surprise party we had thrown for Chris when he had turned 30. "Jenn?" Cindy questioned when answering on the second ring. "Yeah, Cindy, it's me," I confirmed. "What's up?" "Chris was in a car accident!" she exclaimed and let out a sigh as she took the moment to catch her bearings. "Well, oh, gosh," I reacted as I wasn't sure what the severity was. "Is he OK?" I asked as most humans would think to ask next. "Yes, thank God!" Cindy answered and hiccupped. "Oh, I guess I should have led with that. His car is totaled thanks to the jerk who cut him off, but we are at the hospital because he has some injuries." "That makes sense," I replied and shook my head. "Cindy, what's up? I mean, I appreciate the call, and I am happy to check in on him tomorrow, but;" "Well, that's just it," Cindy quickly interrupted. "Um, yeah; so, Dex and I were supposed to be leaving tonight for a week away. Chris is going to need some assistance, so I was wondering, you know, if maybe you could help out?" "Help out?" I asked, dumbfounded. "Cindy, what exactly does 'need some assistance' mean?" "Um, well; he has a concussion, so the doctor mentioned that he shouldn't be left alone for a while," she explained. "No more than a week or so, I think. I mean, as his only sibling, it was logical that I was asked to do it, you know? But we have these tickets, and the trip;" "So, how would it work?" I asked before she rubbed in her little romantic vacation anymore. "He will obviously not be able to work. Would he be able to come to stay at my place, or?" "Oh, I asked that too," Cindy answered. "The doctor said it is best at his place since he knows it the best. You know, corners, walls, and stuff in case he gets dizzy." "So, I'd have to move into his place?" "Yeah," she answered and got quiet. I ran over the short list in my head of other people who could possibly take the position of which I was being offered and realized there was no one else who could do it. His mom was too old and didn't get around very well. His dad was out of the picture. His guy friends were either busy with their married lives or irresponsible enough to not trust in such a position. No, Cindy was right to call me. Now I had to get going. Did I pack? What about my place? Could I leave to check on it throughout the week? Could he come with me? So many questions. "Jenn, are you still there?" I nearly dropped the phone when I heard Cindy calling out to me. "Shoot! Oh, Cindy, I'm sorry. Yes, tell the doctor I'll be there within the hour. I'll grab my things and figure out the other stuff tomorrow. Will you be there?" "Oh, um, we were going to go since he's asleep. Did you need me to stay;" "No, go," I answered and shook my head as I said it. "Go have a blast on your trip. Check in as you can, but don't worry. I'll take care of him." "Oh, thank you, Jenn! I knew you'd be there for him." We continued our niceties as I got dressed again and packed while she told me his room number and promised to text me the information too. We hung up as I zipped my bad shut and headed for the bedroom door. I pointed at the several places my most immediately needed items were usually located and found that I'd packed them all, including my phone charger.     When I entered the hospital, I made my way to the elevator to go straight to Chris' room. I knew it was after hours for the most part, but if I was going to be his person, I had to get in there to speak with the doctor to find out what was required of me. "Excuse me? Can I help you?" a nurse asked as I was looking at the wall to find which direction I needed to go to find the room. "I'm here to see Chris Benbury," I explained. "My name is Jennifer;" "Sanders?" She questioned and nodded when I showed surprise. "Sorry. Chris' sister, Cindy, told us to be expecting you. I'm Marita, and I was here when Chris was brought in, so you can come to me if you have any questions or concerns until 6am when the shift changes. Come with me, hun, and we'll get you comfortable in his room. When I see the doctor, I'll send him in to answer your questions." "Thank you," I answered quietly. The severity of Chris' injuries was still in question, but the fact that I was walking in a hospital being led by a nurse hit me a little. I felt the emotions welling up, so I put up my finger as if to request that we stop so I could collect myself. "Oh, honey! It's alright!" Marita sympathized and rubbed my back. "He's going to be just fine!" I laughed a little at her need to comfort me and shook my head as I wiped my eyes. "Oh, my gosh. This is so stupid. I can't believe I'm standing here crying. I don't know what's come over me!" I inhaled deeply and accepted the tissue Marita offered. As I wiped my eyes, I let out another laugh. "I'm alright. It's just that I am standing here in a hospital, and the sudden realization that Chris could have been really hurt badly, or even;" "Oops! No, no, girl," Marita chided. "No, we aren't going down that road. Chris is going to be just fine. He just got banged up a little. We are monitoring him well, but once you take him home, he'll improve each day. It's just the concussion that has us worried a little bit." "I appreciate it," I responded and nodded. "Thank you. Thanks for letting me get this out before we go in there." "Honey, I gotchu," Marita offered and patted my back again. "Ready? He's right in here." I nodded, so the nurse gave a gentle knock on the door and then pushed it open. It would appear that she did the knocking thing as a habit, but she also seemed to know he was going to be asleep when we walked in. "He has a concussion from the collision. From what I heard, he was turning right onto the street when an impatient son of a b, ," she began to say but stopped herself and cleared her throat. "Excuse me, I mean; when the other driver came along on the shoulder to pass him. I don't know for sure, but the police indicated that the man was being impatient and tried to go around illegally. Because the other driver wasn't paying attention, Chris' continued proper turn into his lane caused a sudden need for the other guy to have to swerve and slammed directly into Chris' car." "Yeah," I replied as I bent over to look at the face of the man who held the honor of one of my longest running friendships, "Cindy mentioned that his car was totaled. It's a shame," I noted as I pushed some hair from Chris' forehead, "because he loved that car. He had it ordered exactly the way he had wanted it only about nine months ago." "That is a shame," Marita echoed. "Well, he's going to have some bruises and aches and pains for a good few days, but other than that, it's the dizziness which might be an issue." Marita continued to check stats and document them since she was in the room. "Well, I'll leave you to visit with him. You can pull out the bed, and the remote is next to his bed if you want to watch something. When I see the doctor, I'll let him know you're here and waiting for instructions." "Thank you, Marita," I responded and nodded.   My name is Christopher Benbury. This is how I got around to getting together with Jennnifer. "Jenn?" My best friend, Jenn Sanders, awoke and looked around as if to try figuring out where she was and who was calling her name. "Jenn? What are you doing here?" I repeated. "Hmm, Chris," she answered and raised her arms to stretch. The chair must have been comfortable, but I don't think she had expected to fall asleep quite so deeply. "Cindy called me after your accident," she explained. "Since she's got her trip with Dax, I came to be your aide for the next week as you heal." "She called you?" I asked and reached up to touch my head. "Ow, stupid headache. Oh, crap! Cindy's trip. Wasn't there anyone else she could have called?" "Wow," she answered sarcastically. "Thanks." "Oh, shit, Jenn," I responded suddenly. I wanted to smack my forehead for acting the way I was. It wasn't her fault I was in an accident, my car had been totaled, and I was waking up in a hospital. "Oh, crap, that's not what I meant. I just; why did she have to bother you?" "Well, I did the math as I pondered my ability to help out, and it comes down to the fact that I'm the only logical person since she's not available. Your mom isn't capable. Andy, Doug, and Erik are either married or, let's face it; not entirely responsible enough to hardly care for themselves; Doug," she muttered, though audibly. I couldn't blame her. Last she'd heard, Doug had locked himself out of his house in a drunken stupor and just slept on the concrete porch one late night. It turned out that he'd also opened his garage door and could have just gone into the house through there. Idiot. Had the weather been ten degrees colder, he could have died. When telling the story, though, he laughed all the way through it and proudly showed off his frozen burnt skin on his arm. I had to reach for Jenn's hand while he told his story to remind her that beating the crap out of the moron wasn't going to change anything. "OK, I suppose you have a point," I realized and laid my head back on the pillow. "Has the doctor been in?" "If he came in while I was sleeping, he didn't wake me up," she answered and stood up to stretch. "Would you want me to call Marita?" "Who?" I asked. Was I supposed to know who that was? Was she already trying to get out of helping me? Was Marita an aide who helped my mom? Why would Jenn know Mom's aides' names? "The nurse," she answered. "I can push the call button and have her come here to check on you, and maybe we could;" "Knock, knock!" Marita announced as she opened the door. "I thought I heard voices! Well, hello there, handsome! And good morning, Jennifer. Last time I was in here, you were hovering over him like a concerned lovebird." I looked over at Jenn, but she was watching Marita, and I couldn't see her face. Was she looking at me with concern? Lovebird? In all the time we'd be hanging out and talking, it had only ever been friendly. Lunches, a rare trip to the movies and shared popcorn, and texts almost every day. But more than friends? Why had Marita said it like that? "The doctor got called away to do surgery in the big city," Marita explained as she messed with the computer and attachments hooked up to my body, "so he left your case, Chris, with Dr. Chesney Ryan. She's due to come in at around 7am this morning. It's 5:30am now. Do either of you need anything? Chris, what is your pain level? Anything other than your head hurting, hun?" "Ask me again once I get out of bed," I requested and sighed. I pulled over the covers and realized I was in a gown. Well, crap. Nice way for my friend to see me for the first time in something other than normal clothes. Maybe I could hold the back together; "How about you, Jenn?" Marita asked. Fortunately, she was keeping Jenn's attention. Or maybe Jenn was just being kind and sparing me the humiliation. I held both sides of my gown together as I hurried to the bathroom to do my business. My friend. Jennifer Sanders and I met during our freshman year of high school. She was always kind to me. We hung out in large groups on occasion, and we laughed a lot when we sat next to one another in homeroom two years in a row. That was a lucky thing for me when many of the other parts of my life sucked so badly. I won't get into it, but let's just say, going to school was a blessing, especially when I got to see Jenn. I chickened out when dances came around, so she was never the wiser that I had a huge crush on her. All throughout high school, I had the pleasure of her company, so why ruin that? I decided during our junior year when I had heard that she'd accepted yet another request for her companionship as the quarterback's date for the next dance of the year to just let go of the dream that one day, she'd want me. And so it went. We graduated from high school in May. We went our separate ways, crossed paths at a restaurant and exchanged cell phone numbers, and reconnected. I have heard from her at least once a week, though recently, if I go two days without hearing from her, I check in. She has always given me the indication that she enjoys my company when we go out to lunch together, and laughter and endless chatting is a given. After countless times of having my mother and sister asking me why Jenn wasn't more to me, I threw up my hands and told them it just wasn't meant to be. Friendship is important to me, and the idea of scaring her away with my declaration of love just wasn't one to deal with. Waking up this morning and finding her there in the room with me was a shock, and I wasn't in the right mindset to acknowledge that my sister had asked Jenn to stay with me. It still wasn't sinking in. I think once the doctor came into the room to discuss the upcoming week of healing, we'd both begin to understand just what was expected of her. I just hoped she wouldn't abandon ship. OK, yes, she'd never do that, but would it cross her mind? When I walked into the room again, Jenn was going through her bag. "Oh, hey," she greeted me again. "I'm supposed to remind you to let Marita know before she leaves if you have any other concerns or pains. She's off at 6am." With her arm full of clothes, she pointed with her other hand. "Are you done in the bathroom? I was hoping to freshen up." "What for?" I asked as I covered myself with the sheet. "You're beautiful as always." "Oh, Chris," she chided and shook her head. "You're both biased and obligated to say so. We old people need to stick together," she claimed, to which I shook my head while rolling my eyes. Because she was always teasing that we were getting old. "And you have to say that because you know if you're mean to me, you'll be left all alone in that big house of yours when I storm out leaving you without anyone to pick you up when you faint." "Doesn't mean it's not true," I argued as she closed the bathroom door. If I was going too far, because I'd never said much of anything before indicating that I saw her as more than a friend, I could claim the concussion as an excuse.   Jenn Dr. Ryan came in just as Marita had indicated at around 7am. She was pleased with the tests she ran on Chris, but she was extremely glad to know that I had planned to spend the week with him at his place. "In the first few days, you should not spend much time on your feet. A shower is fine; but leave the door open so she can hear you. Try not to stand at the stove, for instance." "Oh, I've got meals covered all week," I interjected. "But what about walking?" "OK, good to know about the meals," Dr. Ryan responded. "No strenuous exercise, obviously, but walking is good. Jenn, perhaps plan to hold his arm so that you can feel his speed and stability. Fresh air is definitely helpful." "His bedroom is on the second floor," I informed the doctor. "Oh, I'll be taking the couch," Chris noted. "What?" I asked and shook my head. "Why would you?" "Actually, that's probably a great idea," Dr. Ryan responded. "Even if you help him up the stairs, he will need to come down. If everything is on the main floor, less to be concerned about." "Ha!" Chris teased. I stuck my tongue out at him. He was chivalrous, sure, but he was also stubborn. I could just as easily have stayed on the couch. "Well, I think I'm going to get the paperwork going for discharge," Dr. James told us both as she smirked at our playful nature. Jenn, if you have any concerns, don't hesitate to call my number." I reached out to take her card and gave her raised eyebrows. Her personal number? "I've found that having the patient or caregiver calling me instead of a hospital has dramatically helped in reducing unnecessary trips to the hospital, not to mention going through the painful process of hunting me or another doctor down. I'd say eight out of ten times? Yeah, one-minute Q & A, and the situation is handled. I can give up a minute here or there." I shook my head while smiling. Dr. Ryan just shrugged and winked at Chris. "Welp, are you ready to ditch this joint?" I asked Chris and laughed at my own expression. "Meals? Walks? And you're totally taking my bedroom," Chris added and pointed at me. "How long have you been planning these things?" "Before I fell asleep, I made a list of things I wanted to do or have handled. My brother will stop at my house to get the stuff I'll be texting him once I've assessed things at your house." "Which brother?" Chris asked. "Luke. Duh," I teased. He knew that too. Not only was Luke the brother I was closest to, but he lived closest also. "Well, I never know for sure which gospel writer it'll be," Chris teased. "Well, you know the answer is never John," I lamented. As you can probably surmise, my brothers' names are Matthew, Mark, and Luke, but my parents started with Luke (after me). Since my dad is John, he decided to go in reverse order. I never got that question wrong in Sunday school. "Anyways, he, Luke, will stop in each day at my house. I've contacted my troop and informed them of this situation. I'll be off work other than checking emails, so you can have my full attention." "Oh, well, lucky me," Chris teased. "I'd say so," I shot back. "So, my mail and house are covered. Luke will bring me my food and ingredients for all meals I have planned, and I will order the rest to be delivered." "My treat, of course," Chris interrupted. "I already have an account. I'll add whatever you want to get, but I'm paying." I huffed dramatically. "Ugh, fine," I whined. "We can watch movies, take naps, go for walks, and see how you're feeling each day." "I think Cindy called my boss last night, so I'll just check in with him when we get to my place," Chris noted. He inhaled for a second and then let out the air in a huff. "Jenn, are you sure you want to do this?" "Alright, that's twice," I accused. "What's with you? We went over this already. Why don't you want me to be with you? What did I do? Do you want me to call Doug?" "Jenn! No!" Chris exclaimed. He motioned for me to come sit by him. Seeing as he was still wearing that stupid gown, he couldn't exactly get up. I bowed my head and walked over to stand by the bed. He reached over to take my hand. "Sit, please." Once I did, he continued. "Jenn, I can't begin to explain to you how much it means to me that you're willing to help me out. This stupid accident, my totaled car, Cindy's vacation, my concussion, missing work, rearranging your life so that you can move in with me to babysit me;" "Wait, wait," I argued. "I'm not just some caregiver off the street. It's not like we just met at work a few years ago. I'm not just doing this because you need someone to help you. You're like; my best friend, Chris." I sighed and relaxed a little. "This is stupid, this little fit we're having. Look, you're in a situation that requires help. I'm in a situation that allows me to help you. You'd totally do the same for me, right?" "I mean, I guess, but your parents could easily;" "Chris, cut it out," I argued and playfully slapped his arm. "You'd totally do it and hardly take 'no' for an answer, right?" Chris nodded. "Let me do this. Let's make the most of it. We're always saying at lunches that we should do that more often. Well, we've got about a week's worth of meals to enjoy together. Besides," I teased, "you can see what kind of a cook I am. Maybe after this week, you'll see why it's good that we meet up at restaurants all the time." I shrugged, but Chris didn't laugh. "I just really appreciate it, Jenn," Chris stated quietly. "I'm not used to this, you know? I live alone. I don't depend on anyone. I haven't in years." "Yeah, well, me too," I agreed. "So, let's just see what happens, alright?" I requested and got up because the daytime nurse had knocked and entered the room. "Time to get dressed, young man," Georgie instructed and winked at me as she stood behind him to make sure his bottom remained covered. I turned and checked my bag to give him the decency of a little privacy. As we made our way to Chris' place, we made small talk. I had a list in my head of things needing to be done, but for now, I was thinking that picking up coffee and breakfast sandwiches seemed like the right move. The way Chris' face lit up at the mention of those things made me smile. Once in the house, I began going over my list of necessary items to make all the meals I'd planned for the week. I had a good idea of what I had at my own place since I had made my plans for the weeks' worth of meals a day earlier, so I just had to see what Chris had. I texted my brother the list, thanked him, and told Chris what needed to be purchased for delivery. Once that was all done, I took my things upstairs to his room and set myself up. I still felt bad for taking his room, but he assured me that he was going to sleep just fine on the couch. I only agreed if he was cool with me checking on him randomly throughout the night. He shrugged and agreed. He and I both handled work things for about an hour until the delivery came. I unpacked the groceries and made lunch. Chris joined me at the table, and we talked about movies we'd enjoy throughout the week. It was decided to go with any movies from our high school days for nostalgia's sake. While on a short walk around the block, I offered my arm, but he suggested holding my hand instead. I shrugged and gave it to him. I can't explain what happened, but something inside me awakened. My stomach tightened, my head swam a little, my heart rate sped up, and my skin tingled. He didn't seem to notice, so I tried to play it off and listen to what he was telling me.   Chris "What a beautiful day, huh?" I asked and looked around at our surroundings. "I'm surprised we don't even need a jacket. Easter is a couple weeks away, and I feel like it might even be shorts weather for some egg hunters this year." Jenn laughed. "Remember a couple years ago when you said that at lunch? It snowed on Easter morning that year. I made a comment to my mom about it when I woke up and found it white outside. I literally said aloud to my bedroom, 'Ha! Chris was totally wrong this time!'" "Alright, alright," I admitted and laughed with her. "I suppose I can be wrong some of the time." I squeezed her hand which made her look over at me. She had a different look in her eye than usual, but then again, we didn't ever hold hands like we were either. I admit, I suggested holding her hand for a few other reasons than just her ability to sense that I was losing stability. I had always wondered what it would be like to hold her hand. I wondered if I could get her to dance with me one day too. Maybe it wasn't too late to know what it felt like to hold her in my arms like I had wished for all those years ago. "Shall we go once more around, or was that enough for the day?" Jenn asked, which snapped me out of my little daydream. "Let's play it safe," I suggested and nodded toward the house. "Come on. I feel a little nap coming soon." "Ooo, a nap sounds amazing," Jenn reflected and smiled. "I might even sneak one in too. So, how's your head?" "Oh, I didn't even realize that the headache is practically gone," I informed her and smiled. I almost made mention about her ability to leave earlier than expected, but she didn't seem to like those comments. I guess it did make me seem hard on myself. I just didn't want her to feel like she had to be there if she didn't want to be. I made a pact with myself to stop the shitty comments degrading my self-esteem. She wasn't wrong. It was rather depressing to hear those words, even coming out of my own mouth. "That's great!" Jenn responded and gave me a thumbs up. "Well, let's get you inside and set you up for a nap." Jenn stopped and turned to face me. I had just realized that we were still holding hands. "In fact, let's head upstairs. We can both lie down, and that way, if you need something or don't feel right, I'll be right there." "Um, I mean, yeah. That seems like a good idea." "Right?" Jenn answered. "And also, you can take a shower, grab some fresh clothes, and then we can head down to have dinner and watch a movie or two." So, that's what we did. Jenn laid on the other part of my king size bed once I was set up on my usual side. We fell asleep facing away from each other. She'd set her alarm for two hours for "just in case." We didn't think a longer nap would be good for us. Sleeping the day away wasn't going to help me any, and she didn't want to be too awake at bedtime. I took my shower and tried not to think about the gorgeous woman sitting in my room waiting for me to finish. I thought about a quick release while in there, but even I was nervous that doing so would possibly cause me to become dizzy, and I certainly didn't need her to figure out what had caused me to pass out. Apparently, Luke had come while I was in the shower, so the kitchen was a little more stocked with meal stuff Jenn had planned for. When I came out of the shower, a few more items were sitting on her bag too, so I guessed she'd put those things in the bathroom for herself to use once I was situated downstairs on the couch. Dinner was awesome. The movies were fun and provided several opportunities to laugh, talk about memories that came from the time we had seen the movie or who we saw it with. My mom called to check in on me, and Cindy apparently texted Jenn to let her know that they had made it safely to their destination. Jenn tucked me in, and then she retired upstairs to go to bed. I think she checked in on me a few times, but she didn't disturb me. I woke up to smells of coffee and breakfast. This chick sure knew the way to my heart, intentional or not. I sat up and jumped when Jenn came walking in with a plate and fresh cup of coffee. "Good morning! Rise and shine," Jenn greeted me and set the items down on my coffee table. She left me alone for a minute and then brought her own plate and coffee mug in with her to join me. I generally preferred to eat at the kitchen table for all meals, but this just felt; natural. I really liked it. We checked in on work stuff, watched a little daytime television, walked around the block holding hands, ate lunch, took a little trip to the pharmacy to pick up my prescriptions and a few other things Jenn needed. I wasn't sure. I stayed in the car because she said she'd just run in to grab them along with my meds. When we got home, she took me by the hand and led me upstairs so we could take a nap. There weren't many words. We did that a lot lately. It was like we could just communicate without using all the words. We were falling into a nice routine which seemed to be working for us. I fell asleep facing her back this time.   Jenn When I woke up, I realized first that my back was pressed up to something, and something else was holding me there. I opened my eyes to find myself being spooned by Chris. I froze. Wait, why was this so incredibly comfortable? Was it simply because I hadn't been intimate with anyone in; ? Well, it had been a long time. He stirred behind me and squeezed me to his body. Good; ness, did it feel amazing, or what? I closed my eyes and let myself imagine what could happen if I allowed myself the idea of being with Chris. The way it felt to hold his hand was really nice. The way we were always laughing, talking, being open with one another; oh crap! Was my mom possibly right about him? Had I never even given the idea a thought because we'd been friends for so long? I slid my hand down the arm he had over my stomach and rested it on top of his. I sighed and tried to imagine what a life with him could look like. Oh, gosh. What was I doing? Was I just caught up in this special circumstance where we happened to both be off work, hanging out with no obligations? Well, it was only Day Two, right? Couldn't I just see where it went? Chris stirred behind me, so I waited to see what he'd do. Slowly, he pulled back from me and gently slid his hand out from under mine. He must have assumed I was still sleeping. I inhaled deeply and stirred as if his movement woke me. "Hmm, hey," I greeted him and turned to face him. He'd slid far enough away that it didn't feel too awkward. "How'd you sleep?" Nothing came across as awkward, so we went on with our day and continued to go on with the day as usual. Days Three and Four went very much the same, each event bringing us closer together. A routine had been setting in, and the two of us seemed to enjoy the familiarity of each other and the circumstances in which we'd found ourselves. On Day Five, I found myself feeling rather sleepy during the late morning walk, so Chris pleaded for me to allow him to make us some lunch this time. I nodded and rested back into my cozy living room chair as the TV lulled me to sleep.   Chris So, I was making lunch when I realized that Jenn was fast asleep on the chair. I knew I could just leave her there, but I was going to be good for a nap too, so I ate my sandwich after packing hers up in a baggie and walked into the living room to assess the best approach. I covered her with a blanket since she had her hands tucked into her armpits and slid my arms beneath her to carry her up to the bedroom. Once she was settled, I faced her and smiled at the beautiful woman lying beside me in my bed. I leaned forward and kissed her forehead before closing my eyes to fall asleep. What woke me actually surprised me. It wasn't the movement on the bed, but the little kiss I felt against my cheek. I started a bit, but the hand holding mine just squeezed it. "Hi there," Jenn greeted me and smiled as she inhaled deeply. "I must have fallen asleep. Did you carry me upstairs, or did I just stay too asleep to not realize it? Oh; and lunch?" "You were out before I had the bread on the counter," I teased. "I ate quickly and put yours in a bag for after our naps." I took my turn to inhale deeply. I'd had the best sleep during all these naps. I didn't want to imagine what else was going away when the week was over. "Well, shower time if you want," Jenn mentioned. "I'm going to go downstairs to eat and set out the stuff for dinner." She looked over as she slid her hand out of mine. "You good?" "Yep," I answered instinctively. "See you down there." "You betcha," she answered and pointed at me and winked as she smiled and headed toward the door. I was about to get up when she came back in suddenly. "Oh, Chris?" "Hmm?" "Thanks for doing that," she answered. "I have had some great naps. I feel like this week has been a vacation, and it's the best I've ever had. I just; I appreciate that, um; I just appreciate it." "Well, I won't be getting in any more accidents," I teased. "You had better not!" she agreed. "We got lucky with this one only messing with your head a little. I don't want to know how bad it could have been," she added. "I'm kinda getting used to having you around. Might need to step up our dinner dates to once a week instead of once every other month, right? Well, unless you're sick of me." "Nope, definitely not that," I answered quietly. "What?" she yelled as she descended the stairs. "I guess we'll see," I teased. Her laughter made me smile. Dinner was phenomenal as usual. Jenn had a real knack for cooking. I didn't do so badly at it, particularly with the foods I tended to gravitate to since I was almost always only cooking for me, but having her bring in these different dishes made me wish the week was going to last longer. And not just because it was someone else making the dishes. It was Jenn, and I wanted it all: the time, the food, the girl. Yes, especially the girl. Rather than heading to the living room after dinner, I offered to do the dishes. "Go take a bath in the tub. It has jets. Go relax. I promise, if I feel even the least bit lightheaded, I'll sit down at the table. But I'll be fine. Go relax before we watch tonight's movie. We only picked one, remember?" "Thanks, I think I'll do that," she answered. I was relieved. Jenn needed to enjoy the amenities of this "vacation" as she'd called it. I was thrilled that she was enjoying the time with me as much as I was loving this time with her. I hoped it would actually lead to more meals spent together. Who knew what the future held, right? That night, once she'd made sure I was set for the night, she headed upstairs. I was flipping through channels not even acknowledging what was on the television. I was about to turn off the TV when I heard her coming down the stairs. I went ahead and set the remote on the table and pretended to be asleep. I figured she'd come over to check on me, and (forgive me, but; ) maybe I'd be able to sneak a peek. She wore shorts and a tank top to bed, at least while she'd been sleeping over, and I wondered if I might get to see a little something when she bent over to check on me. Rather than coming over to the couch, though, Jenn walked into the kitchen. As I turned to see what she was doing, I found myself staring at her cute, little panty-covered ass. She was reaching up into the cabinet for something. I wasn't sure what it was that she needed so badly, but it was enough for her to keep trying. Now was my chance. I had no idea what I was going to do, but the time was there, and I was taking the chance. I walked up behind Jenn and pressed into her as I reached up into the cabinet to get the box on the top shelf. My mouth had gone dry from staring at her, and my heart was pounding. As I brought the box down, I recognized the label. What the hell did she need condoms for? "Jenn?" "Chris," she replied in a whisper. "What's up?" "I, um; I thought you'd be asleep," she justified. "I;" "; needed condoms in the middle of the night?" "Yes," she answered and exhaled a ragged breath. She was shaking. "Why?" I asked as I set the box on the counter. I leaned forward as I shut the cabinet door and smiled a little to myself as I could feel her ass pressed up against my crotch. "Jenn, what's going on?" "I was going to check on you," she answered and, only to surprise me more, rested her head against my chest. "I; I was going to see if you, um;" I leaned down to brush my lips along her neck. "To see if I; what, Jenn?" Her response was just as I'd hoped. She pressed her bottom into my groin and moaned as I licked her earlobe. "What do you want, Jenn?" I whispered into her ear. With a moan, Jenn looked up at me with pleading eyes. "What is it?" "Kiss me," she breathed and reached up to slide her hand behind my head and into my hair. I leaned down and put my lips to hers. Fireworks. Good God! It was nothing like I had imagined, and so much more amazing than I thought possible. Jenn's moans indicated that she felt the same. To be continued. Based on a post by cilma rae, for Literotica.

Bitcoin steadied after a brutal week that saw cascading liquidations, battered ETFs, and growing questions about whether the drawdown was macro-driven rather than crypto-specific. Analysts are watching for early bottom signals as funding rates flip negative, long-term buyers nibble, and headline flows finally stabilize. But the bigger story is the macro backdrop: AI stocks sliding, liquidity tightening, Fed speakers clashing, and the White House sending Scott Besson on another weekend media blitz—capped off by his appearance at the PUBKey DC opening. With recession debates heating up, fiscal impulses looming, and rate-cut odds abruptly snapping back, today's episode dives into why the narrative tug-of-war matters more than any single price tick. Enjoying this content? SUBSCRIBE to the Podcast: https://pod.link/1438693620 Watch on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@TheBreakdownBW Subscribe to the newsletter: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://blockworks.co/newsletter/thebreakdown⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Join the discussion: https://discord.gg/VrKRrfKCz8 Follow on Twitter: NLW: https://twitter.com/nlw Breakdown: https://twitter.com/BreakdownBW

n this episode of Fly to Freedom, I'm back with Victoria for another honest Q&A on the realities of eating disorder and anorexia recovery – from parenting a toddler in the city to grieving a soul dog, coping with extreme hunger, and facing fear foods.We explore:Walking vs compensation when you're a mumCan you still walk everywhere with a toddler when you've quit compulsive running? We talk about honestly checking your motivation, using public transport where you can, and why “perfect recovery” (never moving) isn't real life – especially with a small child.The ‘fat and frumpy' phase & lost motivationHow calling yourself “fat and frumpy” keeps you stuck, the difference between preference and moral judgement about body size, and why motivation is unreliable. We look at choosing freedom over thinness, dressing the body you have now, and remembering that weight gain is a sign of healing, not failure.Triggers: avoid them or sit through them?We explain comfort, stretch and panic zones and how to push yourself without re-traumatising yourself. Diet talk, social events and other triggers become teachers, as you practise boundaries and still move forwards.Who am I without my eating disorder?When the ED has been your main coping mechanism, it's normal to feel like you don't know how to “be you.” We talk about inner child work, self-compassion, trusting that your authentic self emerges as you remove coping behaviours, and allowing curiosity instead of perfection.Extreme hunger, hypermetabolism & “eating crazy amounts”We normalise huge appetite early in recovery, talk about hypermetabolism, and why fast weight gain can actually shorten the most agonising part of the process. Your biology is trying to save your life – not sabotage you.“Is it okay to just eat snacks?”Is it genuine preference or avoidance of meals and fullness? We suggest experimenting with both meals and snacks, following the fear, and noticing whether your choices are driven by freedom or control.Fear you'll never be happy in a weight-restored bodyBoth of us share how we once believed happiness depended on staying small, and how we're now the happiest we've ever been in bodies we wouldn't necessarily choose aesthetically. We reframe the goal from constant happiness to deep contentment and encourage collecting daily “glimmers” of joy.Grieving a soul dog & the ED pullWe discuss why big emotional pain wakes up old ED pathways, and how this is also your chance to rewire them: mechanical eating when appetite vanishes, huge compassion, and letting grief be proof of love.The moment you freeze before a scary recovery actionWe share practical tools for the exact second you want to back out: predicting and writing down what your ED will say, using humour and anger to separate from the ED voice, and adopting a “feel the fear and do it anyway” approach.This episode is for you if:You're in eating disorder or anorexia recovery and trying to live real life (kids, work, city living) without falling back into compensation.You're stuck in the “fat and frumpy” stage and wondering how on earth to keep going.You're afraid of triggers, grief, or big emotions pulling you back into old behaviours.You're terrified you'll never be happy in a weight-restored body.You want lived-experience, straight-talking reassurance that you are not doing recovery “wrong.”Resources mentionedFeel the Fear and Do It Anyway by Susan JeffersThe Eating Disorder Recovery Circle – my online community with courses, workshops, Q&As, the Feelings Navigator and daily support for every stage of recovery: https://www.edrecoverycircle.com/join

A federal judge on Monday dismissed the criminal cases against James Comey and Letitia James. The case was dismissed without prejudice, which means it is only dismissed temporarily. The Justice Department is expected to immediately appeal. The Department of War on Monday announced it is considering recalling Democrat Senator Mark Kelly for court-martial proceedings after he urged the military to defy President Trump's orders. Judge Cameron McGowan Currie, a Clinton appointee, ruled that US Attorney Lindsey Halligan was invalidly appointed.Sponsor:My PillowWww.MyPillow.com/johnSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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Send us a textHey teacher friends, Mona here! Today we're diving into one of my favorite ways to grow as a team and strengthen math instruction across a school: Learning Walks. If you've never tried one before, don't worry. By the end of this episode, you'll know exactly what Learning Walks are, why they work, and how to use them to build collaboration, confidence, and shared vision among teachers.And if you're a math coach, instructional leader, or team lead who's been craving a more meaningful way to bring teachers together — this one is especially for you. Because inside Math Coach Huddle, Learning Walks are one of our most powerful community practices. They help us move from coaching alone… to coaching together.Your challenge this week: Invite one person into your classroom. Or visit theirs. Notice. Wonder. Reflect. Learn together.Until next time — keep leading with curiosity, keep learning in community, and keep building joyful math spaces.

SBS Finance Editor Ricardo Gonçalves speaks with Raymond Chan from Morgans Financial Limited about the day's sharemarket action including a recovery on the ASX as the chance of a US rate cut in December swings back up and why BHP walked away from a second crack at Anglo American.

Tim, Phil, & Raymond are joined by Joel Webbon & Cody Dennison to discuss Trump calling for death of Democrats for sedition and the White House walking back those statements, Democrats wanting the military to rise up against Trump, USDA to dismantle the SNAP program, and a Democrat caught lying about Epstein.   Hosts:  Tim @Timcast (everywhere) Phil @PhilThatRemains (X) Raymond @raymondgstanley (X) Producer: Serge @SergeDotCom (everywhere) Guests: Joel Webbon @rightresponsem (X) Cody Dennison  @CAMELOT331  (YouTube) | @CAMELCASTOff (X) Joel Webbon is a Texas-based pastor, founder of Right Response Ministries, and senior pastor of Covenant Bible Church in Georgetown, where he promotes a conservative Reformed theology focused on biblical exposition and cultural engagement. Cody Dennison is an American professional stock car racing driver and YouTube personality known as Camelot331.

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Carmen LaBerge talks about her time yesterday leading a devotional time with partner ministry.  (OK, she forgot she was to be part of this..)  The people at this ministry come from a wide variety of backgrounds.  How do the walk this life together?  Stories play an important part.  Daniel DeWitt of the Theolatte blog and Scholar Leaders helps us remember the thanks that is due to God alone.  Our feasting is meant to be an apologetic.  He also takes us through John 14, giving us 10 reasons to give thanks.  Faith Radio podcasts are made possible by your support. Give now: Click here  

D.C. Mayor Muriel Bowser faces the difficult task of appeasing the interests of a President her city voted overwhelmingly against. Washington Post investigative reporter Jonathan O'Connell shares how she has she fared one year into his term.

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TALK TO ME, TEXT ITEver hit record, pour your heart out, and realize nothing saved? That false start set the tone for a candid ride: a restorative week at Orange Beach, the joy of doing nothing but watching waves, and a shockingly great condo shower that doubled as a mini spa. From there, we pivot into a promise I'm making to myself—one full year to get strong and healthy before turning 60. No more snack runs that “don't count.” No more treat math. Just clear choices, better routines, and the energy that comes from keeping a promise to your future self.We also talk about connection in the real world. I finally met Laura IRL, and it felt like sitting with an old friend—proof that the best conversations don't need filters or algorithms. That contrast made the political circus feel even louder. I share why I'm weary of self-congratulatory sound bites and cheap shots, and why disagreement doesn't have to become cruelty. Holding leaders to a standard isn't disloyalty; it's the point.Then we wade into dating and parenting debates that set the internet on fire. A billionaire's “May I meet you” pickup line gets graded against honest, human openers that actually work. Spoiler: clear, kind, and specific beats canned charm every time. And yes, we tackle the diaper-consent controversy. Respecting kids matters; so do practical boundaries and timely care. Narration can teach without theater. We wrap it all with a lighter lift—crowning the greatest rock band—and I cast my vote for AC/DC with zero hesitation.If you're craving a nudge to reset your habits, laugh at the week's wild takes, and rethink how agency shows up in everyday life—from dates to diapers—this one's for you. Hit follow, share with a friend who needs a fresh start, and drop your pick for the greatest rock band of all time. Your turn.Buzzsprout - Let's get your podcast launched!Start for FREE Thanks for listening! Liberty Line each week on Sunday, look for topics on my X file @americanistblog and submit your 1-3 audio opinions to anamericanistblog@gmail.com and you'll be featured on the podcast. Buzzsprout - Let's get your podcast launched!Start for FREESupport the showTip Jar for coffee $ - Thanks Music by Alehandro Vodnik from Pixabay Blog - AnAmericanist.comX - @americanistblog

This podcast description was blatantly written by AI... In this episode of The Clint, Meg, Dan Podcast with Ash London, join hosts as they navigate through a range of topics. The show kicks off with a humorous discussion about sending risky texts. The podcast also includes lighter segments like a nostalgic throwback to early 2000s music, a hilarious game of 'Nude or Not', and explores listeners' shortest job stints. Additionally, the team dives into the world of AI-generated music and even dish out advice in an unpredictable segment of Advice Roulette. Don’t miss the exclusive behind-the-scenes look at Dan’s preparation for the big 'Hit The Spot' event, which features a live choir performance. Lastly, tune in for listeners' confessions in 'Lord's Confessional' for a chance to score tickets to Lorde’s sold-out concerts. A blend of laughter, deep reflection, and unexpected revelations makes this episode a must-listen!00:00 Welcome to the Show! 00:17 Sports News and Brain Injuries02:28 Phone Songs and Music Throwbacks06:00 Akon's Philanthropy and Wealth Inequality09:36 Listener Calls and Funny Stories13:27 Scandal Updates and Trump Talk17:18 Living Longer by Sleeping Naked30:24 NFL Retirements and Roasts33:27 Shortest Time in a Job38:11 Freckles and Facial Symmetry42:44 NZ Breakers and the Pride Flag Controversy47:50 Advice Roulette: Painting and Car Suspension56:55 Hit the Spot: Choir Practice01:05:40 Real Music vs. Fake Music01:10:21 Dan's Google History01:17:27 Confessions and Kegels

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For National Take A Hike Day, we look back at a time in the 1800s when huge crowds bought tickets to see people walk around in loops for days at a time. Plus: for National Homemade Bread Day, the story of the bakery that made an eight-foot-long loaf for "I Love Lucy."The strange 19th-Century sport that was cooler than football (BBC) How Competitive Walking Captivated Georgian Britain (Atlas Obscura)I Love Lucy The Complete Picture History of the Most Popular TV Show Ever, Authorized by the Lucille Ball Estate by Michael McClay (via Google Books)Walk on over to our Patreon page and back this show

Welcome back, everyone, for the conclusion of my interview with Army Veteran, retired Sheriff Deputy, and host of the popular Antihero podcast, Tyler Hoover. Tyler Hoover is a United States Army Airborne Infantry Iraq War Veteran, having served with the esteemed 82nd Airborne Division. After serving his country in the army, he continued serving as a sheriff's deputy in two different counties in Florida, working in different roles, including SWAT and other special units. Tyler walked away from law enforcement and is now focused on his wildly popular Antihero Podcast and other entrepreneurial pursuits. Please enjoy the conclusion of my interview with Tyler Hoover.     In today’s episode, we discuss: ·      The lack of organized gangs in Orlando. ·      Tyler’s Voodoo call. ·      Tyler’s decision to leave law enforcement after nine years on the job. ·      Tyler starting three different businesses while working full-time as a cop. ·      Saving a baby. ·      What can be done to restore law enforcement today? ·      What part of being a cop does he miss the most? ·      His advice to someone who wants to start a career in law enforcement. ·      Where his entrepreneurial spirit came from. ·      The antihero podcast. How did it start, and how it developed into the antihero broadcast? ·      His becoming a Christian and asking God for the strength to make him a better man.   All of this and more on today’s episode of the Cops and Writers podcast. Check out the Antihero podcast on YouTube.       Check out the new Cops and Writers YouTube channel! Check out my newest book, The Good Collar (Michael Quinn Vigilante Justice Series Book 1)!!!!! Enjoy the Cops and Writers book series. Please visit the Cops and Writers website.  

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There's a reason so many Lightworkers are feeling stretched, emotional, or unexpectedly angry right now. In this episode, I share about how a “rage walk" changed my whole day, the importance of speaking your truth right now,  and why some people may feel called to open up a conversation with a past loved one. The energy is intense right now, but remember that it's clearing the path for your next expansion. In this episode: Spiritual Karaoke with Whitney Houston Why so many of us feel like we're holding our breath right now How repeating challenges are creating emotional pressure in the collective My first "rage walk" and what it taught me The spiritual purpose of anger during ascension Why empaths struggle to feel their own emotions The anger you're feeling may not be from this lifetime The deeper meaning behind “undesirable” feelings Sacred rage and emotional release Unspoken truths and broken hearts Why you may be called to speak your truth to a past loved one How expressing the unsaid opens the heart and frees your energy What this energetic purge is preparing Lightworkers for Why community support matters so much in times of intensity   If you like this episode, I would be so appreciative if you would share it with a friend or on your social media - I am so grateful for your support! I recently launched my new membership "The Lightworker Bridge Collective"!! This membership is for Lightworkers and spiritual seekers who are looking for energetic support, guidance, and connection on the spiritual path. You can sign up today for a free 7 day trial HERE The Bridge 5D Ascension Akashic Records Self-Study Course FREE REPLAY: Empowered by the River of Peace Healing Experience Submit a question to be answered on the podcast   

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James sits down with Denise Lester, founder of Rended Heart (Kansas City, MO), to explore what sexual exploitation looks like today—and how her ministry stands in the 30-day gap between crisis and long-term recovery. Denise shares her journey from NYC to KC, early work with Exodus Cry, street and club outreach, and why most trafficking now hides offline and online. They discuss highways I-35/I-70, drug dependency, the legal hurdles of proving force, fraud, or coercion, how porn and grooming shape demand, and the slow, relational work of trust, detox, documents, and dignity. A powerful story of a child’s rescue and adoption shows hope in action—and Denise offers concrete ways listeners can help. To learn more about Rended Heart visit www.rendedheart.org. Subscribe to our YouTube channel

Some hauntings leave you frozen in fear. Others leave you questioning everything you thought you knew about life—and death. The first story takes us to the windswept plains of Pueblo, Colorado, where an old Pony Express ranch hides a dark secret. For generations, locals have whispered about the ghost of a gambler who was shot after cheating in a card game. His spirit, trapped in restless fury, still walks the stairs at night—boots echoing, spurs clinking, each step a reminder that the Wild West never truly died. When Sunny and her friend stayed in a room beneath those stairs, they didn't just hear the legend… they heard him. Then, in California, another listener's story turns haunting into wonder. While remembering friends lost to tragedy, she watched as dozens of golden orbs filled the room—glowing, swirling, alive. Her friend couldn't see them, but could feel the overwhelming presence of something sacred… as if their loved ones had come home one last time. From ghostly footsteps on old wood to celestial lights dancing in the air, this episode proves that the paranormal isn't always about fear—it's about connection. #trueghoststory #realghoststoriesonline #hauntedhouse #paranormalactivity #ghostencounters #realhaunting #wildwestghost #spiritvisitation #supernatural #hauntedranch Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

The walls are closing in around these deep-state actors who put politics and highly questionable, probably illegal activity, over country. Their justice will come, won't it?

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Some hauntings leave you frozen in fear. Others leave you questioning everything you thought you knew about life—and death. The first story takes us to the windswept plains of Pueblo, Colorado, where an old Pony Express ranch hides a dark secret. For generations, locals have whispered about the ghost of a gambler who was shot after cheating in a card game. His spirit, trapped in restless fury, still walks the stairs at night—boots echoing, spurs clinking, each step a reminder that the Wild West never truly died. When Sunny and her friend stayed in a room beneath those stairs, they didn't just hear the legend… they heard him. Then, in California, another listener's story turns haunting into wonder. While remembering friends lost to tragedy, she watched as dozens of golden orbs filled the room—glowing, swirling, alive. Her friend couldn't see them, but could feel the overwhelming presence of something sacred… as if their loved ones had come home one last time. From ghostly footsteps on old wood to celestial lights dancing in the air, this episode proves that the paranormal isn't always about fear—it's about connection. #trueghoststory #realghoststoriesonline #hauntedhouse #paranormalactivity #ghostencounters #realhaunting #wildwestghost #spiritvisitation #supernatural #hauntedranch Love real ghost stories? Don't just listen—join us on YouTube and be part of the largest community of real paranormal encounters anywhere. Subscribe now and never miss a chilling new story:

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Mike & JD dive into wrestling's latest controversies and more in Episode 117 of The Mike & JD Show, on the Voices of Wrestling Network! We break down the drama as former WWE star Nixon Newell (Tegan Nox) and Miranda Alize reportedly walked out during the November 8, 2025, AEW Collision taping over creative issues, leading to a canceled match and Nixon announcing she's stepping away from wrestling after one final year.Plus, the heated AEW National Title discourse—AEW's decision to create a new National Championship and adopt the lineage of the historic NWA National Title, currently held by Mike Mondo, has sparked backlash from NWA wrestlers and officials accusing Tony Khan's promotion of copying and confusing fans. With AEW already loaded with titles, is this one too many?We also discuss the end of Deadlock Pro Wrestling, as the indie promotion announces an indefinite hiatus after their December 12, 2025, fundraiser show and one final event in Japan in 2026. And why sports on HBO Max (now Max) aren't boosting wrestling viewership as hoped, with AEW's simulcasts not counted in Nielsen ratings under the new system, leading to slashed numbers for Dynamite and Collision.Finally, we switch gears to movie talk, debating classics like Gremlins, Kevin Smith films, and the underrated greatness of the Masters of the Universe movie.Watch on the Mike & JD Show YouTube channel (youtube.com/@mikeandjdshow) and follow us on X—Mike (@MikeGilbert311) and JD (@jd_oliva).Want ad-free episodes and exclusive wrestling content? Support us at Patreon.com/TheMikeAndJDShow!Advertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Two cases. Two very different crimes. One system that failed both sets of victims. In this Hidden Killers double feature, Tony Brueski, Stacy Cole, and Todd Michaels sit down with defense attorney and former prosecutor Eric Faddis to unpack two stories that expose the cracks in American justice — one soaked in leniency, the other in cruelty. First: Jesse Mack Butler. Eleven felony charges. Two teenage girls. One nearly strangled to death. Video evidence. Doctors saying seconds more and she'd be gone. Yet somehow, Stillwater, Oklahoma's court system gave him a second chance — turning seventy-eight years of possible prison time into one year of supervision under the Youthful Offender statute. Eric and Tony dig into how the legal definition of “youth” became a shield for violence, how privilege masqueraded as compassion, and how prosecutors and judges rationalized a decision that left two survivors behind. Then: Susan Lorincz.  The Florida woman convicted of shooting Ajike “AJ” Owens through a locked door — killing the mother of four in front of her children. From prison, Lorincz has now written a four-page letter threatening to sue Owens's children and mother for defamation — accusing them of trespassing, lying, and “ruining her reputation.” Tony and Eric expose the psychological rot behind that letter — how denial becomes control, how narcissism replaces remorse, and how the legal system still lets killers weaponize paperwork against the families they destroyed. Two stories. Same disease. A justice system too soft on those who harm and too silent for those who suffer.

Two cases. Two very different crimes. One system that failed both sets of victims. In this Hidden Killers double feature, Tony Brueski, Stacy Cole, and Todd Michaels sit down with defense attorney and former prosecutor Eric Faddis to unpack two stories that expose the cracks in American justice — one soaked in leniency, the other in cruelty. First: Jesse Mack Butler. Eleven felony charges. Two teenage girls. One nearly strangled to death. Video evidence. Doctors saying seconds more and she'd be gone. Yet somehow, Stillwater, Oklahoma's court system gave him a second chance — turning seventy-eight years of possible prison time into one year of supervision under the Youthful Offender statute. Eric and Tony dig into how the legal definition of “youth” became a shield for violence, how privilege masqueraded as compassion, and how prosecutors and judges rationalized a decision that left two survivors behind. Then: Susan Lorincz.  The Florida woman convicted of shooting Ajike “AJ” Owens through a locked door — killing the mother of four in front of her children. From prison, Lorincz has now written a four-page letter threatening to sue Owens's children and mother for defamation — accusing them of trespassing, lying, and “ruining her reputation.” Tony and Eric expose the psychological rot behind that letter — how denial becomes control, how narcissism replaces remorse, and how the legal system still lets killers weaponize paperwork against the families they destroyed. Two stories. Same disease. A justice system too soft on those who harm and too silent for those who suffer.

Enjoy this replay from November 9, 2025, with Senior Leadesr Joaquin Evans as he shares how, in the Kingdom, our lowest moments can become the springboard for our highest heights.

Welcome everyone to part one of my interview with Army Veteran, retired Sheriff Deputy, and host of the popular Antihero podcast, Tyler Hoover. Tyler Hoover is a United States Army Airborne Infantry Iraq War Veteran, having served with the esteemed 82nd Airborne Division. After serving his country in the army, he continued serving as a sheriff's deputy in two different counties in Florida, working in different roles, including SWAT. Tyler walked away from law enforcement and is now focused on his wildly popular Antihero Podcast and other entrepreneurial pursuits. Please enjoy Part One of my interview with Tyler Hoover.     In today’s episode, we discuss: ·      When he got bitten by the police bug, and the influence of his dad being a cop. ·      Why are some women attracted to a man in uniform? ·      How time in the military can be a help or a hindrance when you become a cop. ·      The different SWAT training. ·      An overview of Tyler’s law enforcement career. ·      Sponsoring yourself through the police academy. ·      The dangers of working plainclothes assignments. ·      The unbelievable scrutiny cops are under today. ·      Pros and cons of body and squad cameras. ·      Unbelievable stories regarding one of my old chiefs.     All of this and more on today’s episode of the Cops and Writers podcast.     Check out the Antihero podcast on YouTube.       Check out the new Cops and Writers YouTube channel! Check out my newest book, The Good Collar (Michael Quinn Vigilante Justice Series Book 1)!!!!! Enjoy the Cops and Writers book series. Please visit the Cops and Writers website.

Two cases. Two very different crimes. One system that failed both sets of victims. In this Hidden Killers double feature, Tony Brueski, Stacy Cole, and Todd Michaels sit down with defense attorney and former prosecutor Eric Faddis to unpack two stories that expose the cracks in American justice — one soaked in leniency, the other in cruelty. First: Jesse Mack Butler. Eleven felony charges. Two teenage girls. One nearly strangled to death. Video evidence. Doctors saying seconds more and she'd be gone. Yet somehow, Stillwater, Oklahoma's court system gave him a second chance — turning seventy-eight years of possible prison time into one year of supervision under the Youthful Offender statute. Eric and Tony dig into how the legal definition of “youth” became a shield for violence, how privilege masqueraded as compassion, and how prosecutors and judges rationalized a decision that left two survivors behind. Then: Susan Lorincz.  The Florida woman convicted of shooting Ajike “AJ” Owens through a locked door — killing the mother of four in front of her children. From prison, Lorincz has now written a four-page letter threatening to sue Owens's children and mother for defamation — accusing them of trespassing, lying, and “ruining her reputation.” Tony and Eric expose the psychological rot behind that letter — how denial becomes control, how narcissism replaces remorse, and how the legal system still lets killers weaponize paperwork against the families they destroyed. Two stories. Same disease.  A justice system too soft on those who harm and too silent for those who suffer.

Tom Cox has had a long and varied writing career. Over the last 25 years he has been The Guardian's youngest ever music critic, a record dealer, a golf and nature memoirist, and a unique creative writer. He's said to have 'one of the most fabulous and anarchic imaginations in literature'.Tom finds finds magic in the everyday, from country ramblings and folklore to melancholic cats and oddball corners of the country. He's published the golf memoir, 'Bring Me The Head of Sergio Garcia', also nature books, '21st Century Yokel', and many books about cats. He's a Sunday Times Bestseller, won a Shirley Jackson Horror Writing Award, and was longlisted for the Wainwright Prize. He also banned himself from writing journalism again.He chose to post all his writings online, and then crowd-funded a book, which did very well, very quickly. It's been a sticky year or so, as 'Unbounded' went out of business, and it's forced Tom to go back to traditional publishing. Tom has just released the novel, 'Everything Will Swallow You', which tells the story of Eric and his confidante Carl. Their friendship is the only constant in an ever-changing world, but there's something about Carl that you'd never believe.We discuss how he tries to keep it fun, why so much of his inspiration comes from walking, and why parts of his career have brought out the worst in social media. You can hear why he's in a genre of one, what caused him to give up journalism, and the rule he keeps in mind when editing.Get a copy of the book - uk.bookshop.org/shop/writersroutineSupport the show -patreon.com/writersroutineko-fi.com/writersroutinewritersroutine.com@writerspod Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Two cases. Two very different crimes. One system that failed both sets of victims. In this Hidden Killers double feature, Tony Brueski, Stacy Cole, and Todd Michaels sit down with defense attorney and former prosecutor Eric Faddis to unpack two stories that expose the cracks in American justice — one soaked in leniency, the other in cruelty. First: Jesse Mack Butler. Eleven felony charges. Two teenage girls. One nearly strangled to death. Video evidence. Doctors saying seconds more and she'd be gone. Yet somehow, Stillwater, Oklahoma's court system gave him a second chance — turning seventy-eight years of possible prison time into one year of supervision under the Youthful Offender statute. Eric and Tony dig into how the legal definition of “youth” became a shield for violence, how privilege masqueraded as compassion, and how prosecutors and judges rationalized a decision that left two survivors behind. Then: Susan Lorincz.  The Florida woman convicted of shooting Ajike “AJ” Owens through a locked door — killing the mother of four in front of her children. From prison, Lorincz has now written a four-page letter threatening to sue Owens's children and mother for defamation — accusing them of trespassing, lying, and “ruining her reputation.” Tony and Eric expose the psychological rot behind that letter — how denial becomes control, how narcissism replaces remorse, and how the legal system still lets killers weaponize paperwork against the families they destroyed. Two stories. Same disease.  A justice system too soft on those who harm and too silent for those who suffer.