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Twenty-five years after its release, Wasp Star remains XTC's final statement. So how does the album stand up? Is it underrated? Is it neglected? Is it eclipsed by Apple Venus? And is it in need of some more love? In this month's episode of What Do You Call That Noise? The XTC Podcast, we head to the west of Scotland where Glasgow-based XTC fans Stephen Hope, Lorraine Lee, Alison Eales and David McGuinness show their love for a fascinating album. What Do You Call that Noise? The XTC Podcast is sponsored by Burning Shed, the online home for all XTC CD, vinyl and official merchandise. Music courtesy of Daryl Bean – with a very special guest guitarist… What Do You Call That Noise? An XTC Discovery Book available from www.xtclimelight.com If you've enjoyed What Do You Call That Noise? The XTC Podcast, please show your support at https://www.patreon.com/markfisher Thanks to the Pink Things, Humble Daisies and Knights in Shining Karma who've done the same. ★ Support this podcast on Patreon ★

# Exploring Cosmic Frontiers: James Webb's Groundbreaking DiscoveriesJoin the Space Cowboy as he unpacks the most fascinating recent discoveries from NASA's James Webb Space Telescope. This episode delves into mysterious "little red dots" in the distant universe, including the perplexing object dubbed "The Cliff" that has astronomers rethinking black hole formation theories. Discover how Webb's infrared capabilities revealed these objects that remained invisible to Hubble for decades.Learn about Webb's stunning observations of interacting dwarf galaxies and the shocking discovery of Alaknanda - a fully-formed spiral galaxy existing when the universe was just one-tenth its current age. The episode also explores WASP-107b, an exoplanet dramatically shedding its atmosphere, visible through Webb's powerful instruments.Perfect for astronomy enthusiasts and space exploration fans, this episode showcases how the James Webb Space Telescope continues revolutionizing our understanding of the cosmos with its ability to observe distant infrared light and peer through cosmic dust to reveal the universe's hidden secrets.Some great Deals https://amzn.to/49SJ3QsFor more check out http://www.quietplease.aiThis content was created in partnership and with the help of Artificial Intelligence AI

Emmett Davenport and Lady Attercop wander through the strange legend of Tom o' Bedlam in this week's Weird History, tracing the footsteps of wandering prophets, tricksters, and tavern-haunting rogues. Paired with the smoky, bittersweet Vagabond's Mercy from Cursed Cocktails and a genre-leaping playlist featuring Django Reinhardt, Charming Disaster, Dust Bowl Faeries, and Orville Peck, this episode drifts through madness, melody, and moonlit mischief. WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves. The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O'Door. This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 11.30.25. New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app! Playlist: Django Reinhardt – Cette chanson est pour vous Pierre Barouh – Samba Saravah Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong – I Won't Dance Charming Disaster – Immigrant Song Puerto Muerto – Hangman's Song Beat Circus – The Gem Saloon The Damned – I Don't Care Crystal Bright and the Silver Hands – Jockey Full of Bourbon Lee Presson & The Nails – Coax Me a Little Bit Squirrel Nut Zippers – Prince Nez The Ditty Bops – Your Head's Too Big Jolie Holland – Mad Tom Of Bedlam Vermillion Lies – This Town Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq – Enjoy It While It Lasts Dust Bowl Faeries – The Changeling k.d. Lang – Crying (with Roy Orbison) Neko Case – Hell-On Orville Peck & Nathaniel Rateliff – Conquer The Heart Bitter Pill – Find Your Own Way Out Chris Isaak – Trying To Get To You Billie Joe + Norah – Long Time Gone Shovels & Rope – Epic (feat. Lera Lynn) Combo Chimbita – Babalawo Caifanes – La Negra Tomasa Ibeyi – Rise Above (feat. BERWYN) Nakhane – Do You Well (feat. Perfume Genius) The Andy Griffith Show Theme vs. Beyonce – Single Ladies (In Mayberry) [A Party Ben Mashup]

Emmett Davenport and Lady Attercop wander through the strange legend of Tom o' Bedlam in this week's Weird History, tracing the footsteps of wandering prophets, tricksters, and tavern-haunting rogues. Paired with the smoky, bittersweet Vagabond's Mercy from Cursed Cocktails and a genre-leaping playlist featuring Django Reinhardt, Charming Disaster, Dust Bowl Faeries, and Orville Peck, this episode drifts through madness, melody, and moonlit mischief. WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves. The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O'Door. This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 11.30.25. New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app! Playlist: Django Reinhardt – Cette chanson est pour vous Pierre Barouh – Samba Saravah Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong – I Won't Dance Charming Disaster – Immigrant Song Puerto Muerto – Hangman's Song Beat Circus – The Gem Saloon The Damned – I Don't Care Crystal Bright and the Silver Hands – Jockey Full of Bourbon Lee Presson & The Nails – Coax Me a Little Bit Squirrel Nut Zippers – Prince Nez The Ditty Bops – Your Head's Too Big Jolie Holland – Mad Tom Of Bedlam Vermillion Lies – This Town Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq – Enjoy It While It Lasts Dust Bowl Faeries – The Changeling k.d. Lang – Crying (with Roy Orbison) Neko Case – Hell-On Orville Peck & Nathaniel Rateliff – Conquer The Heart Bitter Pill – Find Your Own Way Out Chris Isaak – Trying To Get To You Billie Joe + Norah – Long Time Gone Shovels & Rope – Epic (feat. Lera Lynn) Combo Chimbita – Babalawo Caifanes – La Negra Tomasa Ibeyi – Rise Above (feat. BERWYN) Nakhane – Do You Well (feat. Perfume Genius) The Andy Griffith Show Theme vs. Beyonce – Single Ladies (In Mayberry) [A Party Ben Mashup]

Send us a textHello and welcome back to Breakfast with Mom!Today, we're stepping back into the 1940s, to a moment in World War II when the United States desperately needed pilots.  Not just any pilots, but more pilots.  Faster and in larger numbers than ever before.What came next was an unexpected revolution in military aviation.This is the story of the Women Airforce Service Pilots known simply as the WASP, the first women in U.S. history to fly military aircraft. This is the remarkable story of the Women Airforce Service Pilots.  Stay curious, keep your wings level and may your breakfast be hot and your coffee strong.Sources:https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Women_Airforce_Service_Pilots#Notable_WASP_aviatorshttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hazel_Ying_Leehttps://www.findagrave.com/memorial/49467378/hazel_ying-yim_qunhttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nancy_Harkness_Lovehttps://www.findagrave.com/memorial/101163009/hannah_lincoln-lovehttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacqueline_Cochranhttps://www.findagrave.com/memorial/7691192/jacqueline-cochranhttps://www.nationalww2museum.org/war/articles/aviation-pioneer-jacqueline-cochranhttps://cafriseabove.org/wasp-killed-in-service/https://www.wwii-women-pilots.org/the-38.htmlhttps://www.findagrave.com/memorial/81530123/robert_harvey-cochranAll the things: Music: "Electronic Rock (King Around Here)" by Alex Grohl https://pixabay.com/music/search/electronic%20rock%20kingLogo Artwork: Strawbeary Studios https://www.youtube.com/@StrawbearyStudios/featuredEpisode was researched, written and edited by ShanoaSocial Media:  https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100090200010112X (formerly Twitter): @breakfastmompodEmail: breakfastwithmompodcast@gmail.com

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Parasites and parasitoids are large drivers of evolutionary change. We hear from Peter Hambäck (Stockholm University) about his work on how beetle larvae combat a parasitoid wasp that wants to lay its eggs inside them. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

# James Webb Space Telescope Unveils Universe's Earliest Secrets in Latest DiscoveriesJourney through cosmic frontiers with "The Space Cowboy" podcast as we explore groundbreaking discoveries from the James Webb Space Telescope. This episode reveals potentially the earliest supermassive black hole ever detected in galaxy GHZ2, just 350 million years after the Big Bang, challenging our understanding of cosmic evolution.Learn about Webb's confirmation of a surprisingly massive black hole in galaxy CANUCS-LRD-z8.6 from only 570 million years post-Big Bang, suggesting galaxies matured far earlier than predicted. We also discuss the possible detection of Population III stars—the universe's first generation of stars formed from pristine hydrogen and helium—in galaxy LAP1B.Other remarkable achievements include Webb creating the first-ever 3D map of exoplanet WASP-18b's atmosphere and capturing stunning imagery of the Apep triple star system. Join us as we explore how these discoveries are rewriting cosmic history and revealing the universe's earliest chapters.#JamesWebbTelescope #Astronomy #CosmicDiscoveries #Exoplanets #BlackHoles #SpaceExplorationSome great Deals https://amzn.to/49SJ3QsFor more check out http://www.quietplease.aiThis content was created in partnership and with the help of Artificial Intelligence AI

Discover why DIY wasp nest removal can be dangerous and how Falls Church professionals safely handle aggressive stinging insects. Learn about the risks of disturbing wasp nests, the benefits of expert removal, and when to call in trained exterminators to protect your family.Visit https://connorspestpros.com/locations/pest-control-falls-church/ Connor's Pest Pros City: Springfield Address: 5410 Port Royal Rd Website: https://connorspestpros.com/contact/

Send us a textIt's Thanksgiving, and we're carving up some Planes, Trains and Automobiles, and it's not just as a holiday classic, but as a masterclass in comedic discomfort delivered by two legends at the peak of their powers: Steve Martin and John Candy. Martin is a symphony of simmering fury. A brilliant performance of the slow-motion dissolution of a WASP executive's sanity. Meanwhile, Candy's a bulldozing force of good-natured, oblivious optimism. Martin's precise, explosive rants are only possible because of Candy's seismic, childlike sincerity. Elevating what could have been a simple road trip comedy into a biting, yet ultimately heartwarming, testament to the fact that even the most insufferable human beings deserve a little mercy... but only after they've endured absolute hell.

The Wasp runs through November 23rd, a production of Little Engine Theater Company. To learn more, visit www.littleenginetheater.com.  Follow The Present Stage on Instagram at @thepresentstageThe Present Stage: Conversations with Theater Writers is hosted by Dan Rubins, a theater critic for Theatermania and Slant Magazine. You can also find Dan's reviews on Cast Album Reviews and in The New Yorker's Briefly Noted column.The Present Stage supports the national nonprofit Hear Your Song. If you'd like to learn more about Hear Your Song and how to support empowering youth with serious illnesses to make their voices heard though songwriting, please visit www.hearyoursong.org

The Time Riders: Part 14 Visiting old friends, and Nanu discovers hot sauce. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. A certain bedroom. If she'd been worried about feeling alone, she wasn't noticing at the moment. There were so many fascinating things around here, all requiring her examination. There was an entire world to explore, after all, and it was apparently much bigger than the one she'd left behind. It was hard to conceive of, really; a world larger than Rome, than the empire, but according to her Mistress, Re-be-kah, she was not going to run out of things to be stunned by. So far, Mistress had been right. Nanu was kneeling on the bed, minutely examining the fabric that made up the soft sheets they'd been sleeping on. She tugged at the material, noticing how it was so tough that she needn't worry about tearing it. She tugged and tugged, giggling with delight when she couldn't wreck it. How clever the people of tomorrow were! She clambered off the bed and walked over to the window. She had only briefly put on any clothes, and that was to see her Mistress to the door as she left for work. Becky had made sure Nanu understood how the front door lock worked before she left. Nanu was only wearing the burning cock-sack garment, the one with the symbol of the musical group Let Zeppli on it, but the second Mistress was gone, she'd shucked it off and scampered around naked, laughing in delight. She'd been so tempted to stand in the window wearing no clothes and shake her nude body at the world, because she promised Mistress she would stay out of trouble, because she didn't want the vigiles coming for her since she'd only just gotten here. Mistress' 'free country' wasn't as free as it sounded, at least in her opinion. The tiny Egyptian girl walked up to the window of the bedroom and leaned on the frame, sighing dreamily as she rested her chin on her arms and gazed out at the world beyond the glass. Trees were starting to be green, and the grass of Mistress' lawn was visible, along with plants that would apparently become lovely flowers. High up in the blue sky, a strange bird flew. It barely moved, just gliding along, and seemed to have an almost cruciform shape. It left a weird trail of white cloud behind. What strange animals there were in the world of tomorrow. She left the window and went into the bathroom, plunking herself down on the commode and peeing, giggling at the sound produced by the material the bowl was made from. Once she was done, she headed downstairs, feeling a mite peckish. She went up to the fridge and opened the door, fascinated by the chill she felt as she leaned in to see what was available. Re-be-kah had left food for her to eat, all prepared and with her name on it, so that she knew what was safe. Seeing as how the ba-lo had made her almost shit herself to death the day before. The parfait was sitting in a bowl, with yummy-looking red and black berries swirled into it, along with a cereal that Mistress had called 'granola'. She took that and then retrieved a few slices of homemade bread from a little wooden container on the counter. Mistress had left some utensils and butter on the table, and even the peanut butter! Nanu loved the peanut butter; she couldn't wait to have it licked off her cunt! Sated some minutes later, Nanu wandered around, examining little things about the house that she hadn't noticed yet. She was careful to not mess with any switches, because she didn't know what all of them did. Apparently they weren't all just for the lights. She jumped up and down on the sturdy long chair, which was apparently called a 'chesterfield', rolled around on the comfy rug, and diddled herself in front of a mirror, cumming loudly and shamelessly. She loved looking at herself while she masturbated, she was so beautiful! Nanu flopped back on the rug, breathing heavily after a lovely climax. Her whole body tingled, and wonderful images of herself and her Mistress fucking floated through her mind. The house was warm, in a way she'd never felt before. Living in the slave quarters, and wearing what amounted to little more than a poorly made sack for clothing, she had often been cold, and rarely warm enough to suit her. This was; wonderful. This new world confused and frightened her, but she also knew she would acclimate, and then she would be warm, well-fed, and she could fuck to her heart's content. She was going to love her new life, she was sure. She hoped Re-be-kah was having as wonderful a day as she was. The Education of Nanu, as 'The Gods Will It'. Mooredale Secondary. Becky sat behind her desk, trying to conceal the way her eyes were spiraling with exasperation and boredom. While not every student in her Physics class was a dunce, only a few of them truly cared and paid attention. Most were just doing what was required to pass. Even if they got great grades, they weren't interested in retaining the material. And then there was one young dunce in particular. She tried not to scowl at Mark, who was zoning out at his desk, looking out the window. She could see even from here that his notes were inadequate. He couldn't claim to be memorizing the material; he had the memory of a goldfish crossed with a sieve. How had he made it into this prestigious high school to begin with? She was ultimately happy he had, of course, since that meant three months from now (from his point of view), he would be taking her on adventures with the Holmes Field Device. But this twerp sitting in front of her wasn't that time traveler yet, was he? He was just some lazy kid who was going to fail her course. Then he'd come back in time to fuck her, and convince her to not fail him. She'd agree, as long as he showed her the time machine and took her on adventures. Looking at him now, she couldn't believe she'd made the agreement. But she had, and now she was stuck passing him. She couldn't get out of it if she tried. She'd solidified her personal future. Fating, as people in the time travel community called it. Once you knew for certain that something factually was going to happen to you down the road, there was nothing you could do to change it, no matter how hard you tried. You might even hurt yourself doing it. Time lock. It was a thing. So if you enjoyed feeling like you were in control of your destiny, then you did your best not to find out what was to happen to you in the future. Loose talk stops clocks, and all that. She looked at Mark again, still trying not to frown. It was so strange to think that this boy, who was weeks away from being eighteen, was the same knucklehead who would be her time-travelling companion. She'd be having sex with him, and they'd be sharing girls in the time stream, including Nanu, who was waiting for her back at home. The Mark in front of her was seventeen, almost eighteen. Time travel made the rules seem so arbitrary, and even dumb sometimes. She couldn't have sex with him right now. She couldn't sext him under her desk right now. It was illegal. Yet somehow, magically, in a few weeks, on a particular day, Mark's upcoming birthday would make him an adult, even though functionally nothing was different about his biology. This Mark didn't know that they were lovers. That they would be lovers, in any event. Like all the other dumb boys in the school, he talked about her being hot, and what he'd do to her, childish boasting and hormonal nonsense. They talked about how she tended to dress rather conservatively, but clearly she had a rocking' bod underneath her clothes. They'd seen her in the school gym a few times. Becky didn't know why she dressed so conservatively, now that she thought of it. There were certainly less attractive teachers on staff who dressed more sexily than she did. Connie Marangos, the English Lit teacher, was shaped like a pear and had a face like a foot, but she somehow managed to dress sexy. What was Becky's excuse? She didn't want to give the horny students any more masturbation material than they already got. Horny teenage boys were annoying. Even Mark was annoying. Would he get better by the time she caught up with him in the future, three months from now? She could hope, but she doubted it. He hadn't exactly proven so thus far on their adventures. Another quiet sigh escaped her as she glanced for a moment in his general direction. She wanted to pin that boy down right now and fuck him, hard. She couldn't, but she wanted to. It bothered her that she was starting to feel a tingle in her needy cunt, and there was nothing she could do about it. She'd have to wait to get home and take out her horny frustrations on Nanu. Not that the Egyptian girl would mind, of course. She thought back about what she and Mark had experienced so far in the time stream. They'd gone to seventeenth century France, gotten in several brawls, and Mark had been fatally shot, only surviving because he wasn't meant to die yet. She'd been kidnapped by Cardinal Richelieu and made a lady-in-waiting to Anne of Austria, and she'd met her own ancestor, the gorgeous, brilliant, and deadly noblewoman Alexandra D'Assaut, who had helped Mark rescue her from the Louvre, and out from right under the nose of the Sun King. Becky might have shot Porthos And might also have kicked Richelieu in the nuts. That sounded so weird, but it had happened. She was there. That, or she was on the world's longest and most intense acid trip. They went to Rome, to participate in a genuine orgy, and they'd met and bought the beautiful slave girl Nanu. The intent had been to set her free, and Becky had even paid gold for her; but Mark screwed everything up by getting arrested for fucking a Vestal Virgin, one of Rome's most sacred priestesses. One thing led to another, and they'd had to rescue him from being skewered by gladiators in the Colosseum, mostly by dropping the roof on the emperor. Mark, or 'Bonosus' as he was known in ancient Rome now, was probably the most notorious criminal in the empire not named Spartacus. It didn't surprise Becky that even in the time stream, everyone wanted to kill Mark. He had that effect on people. They'd finally brought Nanu forward in time with them, since she was hopelessly devoted to them, and leaving her on her own in Rome was dangerous for her, even if she had proof of her manumission. It had been an eventful few days since their arrival back home, with Nanu getting a crash course in the fact that everything wanted to kill her. At least to hear Nanu talk about it. Even common household items were absurdly dangerous for her, and noises that modern people just took for granted drove the younger girl nuts. Food was a big gamble with Nanu. Modern preservatives and nitrates wreaked havoc on her digestive tract, something she couldn't possibly have built any immunity to. To Becky's surprise, Nanu wasn't lactose-intolerant, because as a slave, she'd been given cow's milk, something peasants and slaves subsisted on and normal people were too good for. It was strange to Becky that bovine milk and beef had been considered low-class food back then. They'd probably change their minds if they'd ever had a filet mignon or a good porterhouse. Dumb ancient people. At least Nanu ate everything she possibly could. A yawn from Mark's direction brought her out of her reverie, and she restrained another scowl in his direction. It was nowhere near the first time he'd annoyed her with his lack of interest, but she was getting more irritated with it of late, because she knew what was coming. She had to put up with this. She had to fail him. Because his future self would come back in time and convince her to change his grade. She couldn't just give him a passing grade now to speed things up if she tried. Something would make her fail him. Which he so richly deserved. Why the universe gave this kid a time machine was beyond her. A retarded chimp would have deserved it more, and probably been less of a menace. She couldn't fuck him, not yet. But that didn't mean she couldn't fuck with him, right? "Mr. Simmons," she called in his direction, raising her eyebrow and getting everyone's attention, including his. She called him 'Mark' so regularly now that saying 'Mr. Simmons' seemed strange. "Since you are clearly well ahead of the curriculum, what with having time to yawn and stare out the window, I thought maybe you could explain the differences in the scalar and vector measurements to the class?" "I, uh;” he fumbled, looking worried now. "I;” "Well, go on," she said, gesturing with her hand. "We spent the entire second half of last week on the model, after all. The copious notes you took are still fresh, yes?" "I; that is; uh;” he said, going pale. "Dumbass," laughed one of the other boys from nearby. Several other students laughed, and Mark got pelted with crumpled-up balls of paper for looking like a dolt. Becky didn't bother feeling bad for him, since this had to happen in order for things to work out in the future. That, and the brat deserved it. A girl near the front, one Gina Felton, put her hand up, looking smug. She seemed to have the answers, generally. Becky restrained a sigh as she allowed the brown-haired girl to answer. Gina dutifully recited off the material they'd been given, even offering some explanation along the way to demonstrate that she understood what she'd been taught, not just parroting the lesson. She wasn't as smart as she thought she was, and she'd never be a physicist, but she came from a wealthy WASP family type that was so common in this neighborhood, and she was a kiss-ass to the faculty. Becky would give Gina her passing grade and get rid of her. If only were so easy with Mark. "That's, uh; that was I was gonna say," Mark added once Gina had finished her singsong response. More laughter and mockery was hurled his way. "Okay, enough, people," Becky announced, standing up to get their attention and put an end to the paper projectiles. "Miss Felton, well done. Mr. Simmons, you can stay after class and clean up the room, along with my chalkboards." Becky liked using chalk boards, because one of her two favorite professors in her university years had insisted on using them. It had seemed like magic to her when he'd used them, all these wondrous equations laid out for her, explained thoroughly, and then they were gone, replaced by more fascinating numbers, a guided tour into how the universe worked. Only he could- "Ma'am?" a voice called. "Miss Fischer?" Becky blinked, coming out of yet another reverie. She was beginning to think that maybe she shouldn't be giving Mark shit for doing it, since she kept zoning out during class, thinking about the profs. She and Nanu had a playdate with them later this week at Blackwell Manor, so she'd just have to keep it in her pants until then. "Sorry, I was remembering a lesson," she said, recovering and sitting down again, just in case she leaked through her slacks. Thankfully, they were moments away from the period ending, and she'd be free of these yahoos for another day. "Tomorrow, we'll stick our toes into the concept of Fleming's Left-Hand Rule and its application in electromagnetism. Whether you're working on the Large Hadron Collider, or your grandfather's ancient lawnmower in the future, this is a good thing to understand. Go ahead and get ready, just wait for the bell. Mr. Simmons, the chalkboard awaits your attentions." Yet more razzing at Mark's expense, while Gina just sat at her desk looking smug. As annoying as Mark was, Becky simply did not like Gina Felton. She was eighteen now, and Becky had good reason to suspect that the skinny little broad was carrying on with the History professor, Mr. Browning. The less she knew, the better. Kind of like about her own future. Ah well, she thought as she watched Mark dully begin wiping off the chalkboards and then pounding out the erasers. Not much longer to put up with this, and then the real fun begins. Just show some patience, girl. She somehow refrained from subtly taking a picture of Mark's ass with her phone. "Mistress, you're back!" Nanu chirped as she skipped up to the door, quite naked. "I didn't break anything!" "The fact that you led with that statement makes me suspicious," Becky sighed as she closed the door behind her. She then hung up her blazer on a peg and allowed the Egyptian girl to take her hand and pull her into the house. "Did you eat?" "Yes, Mistress, everything you left for me," Nanu announced proudly. "Nothing left. Did I do well?" "You ate everything I left you for you?" Becky asked, raising an eyebrow. Nanu dragged her into the dining room and gestured grandly at the table. The top was covered in plates, bowls, and containers, along with utensils. Even the peanut butter jar, which had been mostly full this morning, was seemingly licked clean. "Holy shit," Becky mumbled in English, gazing at the table. "You ate absolutely everything." "Did I do right, Mistress?" Nanu asked. What did Becky tell her? That Nanu had eaten the food she'd prepped and was meant to last for a few days? She hadn't exactly been that explicit, because she hadn't thought to tell Nanu that. She'd overlooked how voracious Nanu could be. A lifetime of slavery saw to it that Nanu ate every meal as if it might be her last. Well, that was on Becky. She'd just start again and be more concise next time about her expectations. "I'm proud of you for looking after yourself," she said finally, making the tiny girl beam with delight. "Did you have problems with anything I showed you?" "I played with the water makers a little bit, and practiced washing my hands," Nanu said, waiting impatiently while Becky started removing her work clothes. "Your soap is very different from what my masters used. It smells nice, not like piss." "Maybe because we don't use urine in our soap these days," the blonde observed as she tossed aside her skirt and then began undoing her bra. Nanu, predictably, just watched intently, almost salivating at the thought of her Mistress' tits. "So now you know how to keep yourself clean. Tonight, I'll let you try to work the shower, that way you can use it if I'm not home and you need to wash up." Nanu nodded. "It was awkward trying to get the peanut butter off my cunt. I am very flexible, but even I couldn't reach it all with my tongue. I used a cloth finally. But I tried, Mistress, I really did." "Nobody made you smear the peanut butter on yourself, silly," Becky laughed as she shucked her bra, revealing her lovely tits to Nanu. Then she bent over and peeled off her underwear. "But I'm glad you fed yourself and know how to get clean, my love. It sounds like you had a good day." "There were so many things to do, Mistress," Nanu breathed, enjoying the sight of Becky's hairless cunt. She'd never seen a more perfect cunt. "I was amazed by how strong your sheets are. And I glided up and down the hallway in my socks, and I listened to music and danced;” "I'm so pleased that you worked out the controller for the stereo," Becky cooed, caressing Nanu's cheek. The smaller girl closed her eyes, enjoying the touch before turning her head a little to kiss her Mistress' palm. "What music did you listen to?" "But I am proud to be your lover, and that you're my Mistress," Nanu protested. "And I am proud of you, Nanu," Becky assured her, giving her hands a gentle squeeze. "But just trust me on this, okay? Hearing people called 'Mistress' will be very weird to some of them. I want tonight to be fun, not awkward." Nanu sighed somewhat despondently and nodded. "So I must call you Re-be-kah tonight?" The blonde pondered the matter. "Can you say 'Becky'?" Nanu pursed her lips. "Beh-kee." "That's what all my friends call me," Becky said, pulling Nanu into a hug. It was weird to have their jackets in the way and not be able to feel their tits squashing together. "Except for M-ark," Nanu pointed out, enjoying the hug, even if she couldn't feel her mistress' tits. "He called you 'Beks'." "Well, Mark's an idiot, and he's lucky he's the one with the time machine, or I would flunk him into eternity," Becky muttered, preferring to not think about the bane of her academic existence. "Asshat." "Ass-hat;” Nanu repeated. "Mark is an ass-hat?" She's like a toddler, Becky thought, making a note to watch her language. She retains all the naughty words she shouldn't know. "Let's go, Noah Webster," Becky sighed, standing up again. "Your chariot awaits;” The Gardiner Expressway, heading south. Nanu was indeed turned sideways in her seat, despite the seatbelt, her face plastered to the window as she gaped in awe at the scenery that sped by. Aside from the endless metal monsters that were running with them or in the opposite direction, there were also tall buildings and houses, bright lights on tall posts, and even giant bridges that they went under and didn't fall on their heads! Nanu was too astonished to remember to be frightened of everything. Becky smiled as she drove, pleased that Nanu was distracted and not cowering in fear. Not that she would blame her. It had taken some convincing to get her into the car at all, but once she discovered how comfy the seats were, she warmed up to the idea quickly enough. Becky buckled her into her seat and even let Nanu honk the horn once before they pulled out. Nanu yelped in shock at the loud sound, but then clapped in delight, realizing that she could (if allowed) control the beast's roar. She took it slow at first, driving at a virtual crawl through her neighborhood, letting Nanu get a feel for the movement of the car. She was going places, but her legs weren't doing any of the work. It was like being in a palanquin or a chariot, only completely enclosed. The roar of something called an 'engine' surrounded her, replacing the clatter of iron-bound wooden wheels and horse hooves. It was almost twilight, and the lights on the tall posts glared brightly, making Nanu shield her eyes occasionally. She could see people in their own metal beasts, men and women, often with children riding along in the seats behind. She smiled brightly and waved back at one little girl who had seen her and waved to her. "We are going so fast," she breathed, almost wrenching her neck as she tried to watch cars whip by in the opposite direction. "Nobody in the world has ever gone as fast as this, I'll bet." Becky thought about that, realizing Nanu was probably right. She was going just over seventy kilometers per hour at the moment, but that was faster than anything had ever gone until locomotive engines came on the scene, once again in the mid-nineteenth century. It may have seemed slow to her, but it was light speed to Nanu. "Oh, we can go a lot faster than this, Nanu," she said casually, enjoying her lover's innocent wonder at everything. "Go faster!" Nanu urged in excitement. "Go faster than all the other metal beasts! Shame them!" "; except for maybe that one;” she added in a faltering tone as a red Ferrari whipped by, the roaring noise of its engine filling the interior of Becky's car. "How do you make the beast go faster, Mistress? I do not see reins or a whip." "It's not alive, remember? It's just a machine, a bunch of parts put together to make a mechanism," Becky answered, knowing most of this would go over Nanu's head. "I control its speed with the pedals at my feet, and which way it goes with this wheel in my hand." "Can we go faster and leave all these other beasts behind?" Becky smiled. "Not right now, my love. There are laws about how fast you're allowed to go when there are lots of other cars around. It prevents accidents." "But what could hurt us?" Nanu asked. "The beast is metal, we are surrounded by all this metal. We are invincible." "If we hit or got hit by another car, the metal won't protect us entirely," Becky pointed out, thinking that maybe she'd show Nanu some car crash safety videos, put the fear of the car gods into her. And if we hit a person, we'd pretty much kill them at this speed." Nanu thought about that. "But we'd be okay, right?" Becky sighed and resisted the urge to turn the car around. The Malted Cat, thirty minutes later. "Hi, everyone, sorry we're late," Becky called out, waving as she headed to the table where everyone was already gathered. "You know this time of night on the Gardiner, traffic was a bitch." "Bitch;” Nanu parroted, but was too far away still for anyone to hear her aside from Becky. Nanu was looking around at the establishment, which didn't remind her of any tabernus she'd ever seen before. This was loud and chaotic, with people everywhere and what might have been music blaring. People were wearing so many different outfits, some of which were almost nonexistent to Nanu. They walked up to the table, where five other people, three women, and two men, were already sitting. A few of them had the same straw-colored hair as her mistress. Two of the women were skinny, one was rather fat. One of the men was skinny and balding. She doubted he got fucked very often. Becky stopped at the table, with Nanu beside her. "Everyone, this is Nanu, she's staying with me." "Hi," Nanu said, holding up a hand and remembering the greeting word that people used in En-gush. "Hi." "Hello," they all said back pleasantly, smiling at her. She liked the fact that they greeted her and hadn't noticed she was a slave. Or at least, had been. Sometimes she worried it clung to her like a stench she would never be rid of. At least they'd brought her manumission documents with them from Rome to this world of tomorrow, just in case she had to prove it. "Nanu, let me introduce my friends and co-workers," Becky said in Latin, before pointing to people. "This is Kay, that's Shirley, this is Annie, that's Steve, and this is Ed." "What were you speaking to her just now?" Ed asked, seeming curious. He was the balding one. "Latin," Becky replied as room was made for them at the table, with Steve pulling up two more chairs. "She doesn't speak English, and I don't speak her native language, so we communicate in Latin." Becky's friends all looked at one another quizzically, but then realized that none of them spoke Latin. Becky would be interpreting all night. Frankly, that was just fine with Becky, since it allowed her to control things where Nanu was concerned. "Nanu-nanu!" Steve said to the new guest, holding his hand out sideways, fingers splayed apart in twos. Nanu seemed confused before she spread her own fingers tentatively and then slid them into Steve's, who grinned and began shaking up and down gently. "Good to meet you!" "Steve, I'm not drunk enough for Mork and Mindy jokes yet," Becky sighed, settling Nanu in a chair while the smaller girl looked at her hand curiously, still held open the way he'd shown her. What was that supposed to mean? Was it one of the standard greetings of this age? Then she started noticing small details, both of her new associates, and around the place. Her eyes widened when she saw a tattoo on the arm of the fat woman, Shir-lee. Then she noticed one on Steve. She looked around and saw that many people around this club had tattoos. She looked at Becky with concern. "So many people," she said quietly, hoping only Becky heard her. "They have stigma (tattoos). Some of your friends have them! Are we surrounded by criminals?" Becky thought about that for a moment and then shook her head. "No, Nanu. In my world, tattoos are just art. There have been times in the past where criminals or people considered undesirable have been branded, but this isn't a thing anymore. People wear tattoos because they mean something to them, or they're just art." Nanu sighed in relief. "I somehow avoided getting a tattoo or branded as a Flavian slave, I was lucky. Most of the other slaves had them, I found it humiliating." "Is she okay, Becks?" Annie asked curiously. "She looks a little spooked." Becky smiled and nodded. "The tattoos all around her freaked her out. Where she comes from, tattoos are brands on slaves or criminals and law-abiding citizens don't get them." "Well, I like to think I'm a bad girl," Shirley said in a sassy tone and wearing a wicked smile. "And I've got another tattoo in another place that'd prove it, for sure." This drew laughter from her friends, and she rolled onto one cheek subtly and patted the other one. Annie popped Shirley on the ass, making her squeak and more there was laughter around the table. "So, Nanu," Kay began, smiling across the table at her. Becky was on one side of Nanu, and Ed was on the other. Nanu almost needed a booster chair to sit at the table. Thankfully, the bouncer at the door had accepted her identification, even if he seemed skeptical at first. No doubt having Becky there helped. "Do you want a beer, honey?" Nanu knew she was being asked a question and looked at Becky, who translated. "Cervisia. Do you want one?" Nanu wrinkled her nose in distaste. "That is a barbarian's drink! I am civilized." "You thought cow's meat was barbaric until the other day too," Becky pointed out. "Now I can't keep you out of it. Your ancestors made beer before they discovered wine, you know. At least try it, it's polite. Do you remember what I told you about how to respond if someone offers you something?" Nanu looked at Kay and spoke slowly. "Please an-du fank you." Kay looked delighted and ordered beers for Nanu and Becky. The Egyptian girl settled in and just listened quietly while the conversation picked up around her. Becky had told her that she was free to simply listen, or look around the bar. If someone addressed Nanu, Becky would tell her. Nanu was more than happy to just sit quietly and observe. Beer arrived, with a tall pint glass for Becky, and a half-pint for Nanu. She frowned at her smaller glass. "Why did I get the child drink?" Becky almost laughed while Nanu seemed to glare at the golden liquid and the tiny bubbles. "First of all, children aren't allowed to drink beer because of the alcohol. Second, I got you a smaller glass in case you don't like it. Less goes to waste." Nanu glanced at Becky now. "So if I don't like it, I don't just smash the glass on the floor and demand a different drink I like?" Becky blinked. "No, darling. We are very respectful to our servers at all times." "But they are nobody." "Nanu, just; trust me on this, okay?" Becky almost pleaded. "Always be polite, always. When it time to not be polite, I'll let you know, I promise." "Fine," Nanu sighed, picking up the glass with both hands and tilting it so that she could take a sip while everyone watched. Her eyes widened and she put the glass back down on the table, her cheeks bulging as she looked at Becky in panic. "Swallow," Becky instructed. "It's fine." Hesitantly, the tiny girl swallowed and then gasped rather loudly and dramatically. "It is so cold, but it burns!" "You didn't mind when the pop was fizzing in your mouth," Becky said. "The pop was sweet. This is; why is this beer? It doesn't taste like beer at all!" "It's beer, I promise you, just that we make it differently than they did in your time." "Is she okay?" Steve asked, watching Nanu curiously. They all were, in fact. "She's never had beer like that before," Becky explained. "She only just tried pop for the first time the other day." "You said she's from Egypt?" Shirley queried. "Is she Muslim and she's not allowed to have alcohol?" "Trust me, she's not Muslim," Becky assured her co-worker while Nanu eyed her beer suspiciously. "She was a slave most of her life, and she has very limited experience with, well, just about anything. We're taking it slow, but I want her to see what her new life is all about and has to offer." "Would she like wine instead?" Kay asked. "No, let her figure this out," Becky replied, going back to her own beer. "I have yet to find anything she won't eat or drink, so give her a bit." Becky knew she'd have to get some food in Nanu before long, because Nanu's alcohol tolerance might be perilously low, especially on what was essentially an empty stomach. She'd let Nanu pick whatever sounded good, and just deal with the consequences later. There was only so easy she could make this for her. Her body needed to adapt to modern cuisine sooner or later, right? The conversation began again, mostly everyone venting about their stupid students and the idiotic things they said, did, or turned in. Every once in a while, someone asked Nanu something, and Becky translated, letting Nanu respond as best she could. But mostly, they simply adhered to Becky's rule of letting the new girl observe and listen. "I swear, this one girl is a complete moron," Annie groused. "Any of you have Angie Staples in any of your classes?" Nanu heard several of them moan and roll their eyes, almost slumping back in their chairs. They began griping about something or someone, repeating a word that sounded like a name. It reminded her of how her mistress complained about M-ark. "Hey, she's not a bigger dolt than Simmons," Becky pointed out. "That boy is hopeless in my class. If he made any less effort, he'd forget to breathe." "At least he's cute," Kay said, making Annie and Shirley laugh. "I'd totally fuck Mark if he was legal." At the mention of the name 'Mark' and the word 'fuck', Nanu perked up just slightly and then looked at Becky. And this was not lost on the other women. "Why did she just look at you when I mentioned fucking Simmons?" Kay asked, looked at Becky now. "I; no; Fischer, no;” "What?" Becky said rather defensively. "Rebecca Fischer, are you doing things with that boy?" Kay pressed, smiling slyly. Annie and Shirley's eyes lit up excitedly, whereas Ed and Steve remained silent, trying to not look put out. "Are you nuts?" Becky said rather more loudly than she should have. "He's my student!" "He's all of our students, and the only thing he's good at is Phys Ed," Annie laughed. "He's turning out to be a hunk, I saw him running track in the gymnasium with no shirt the other day. Kay's right, none of us would blame you if you were getting it in from him." "I assure you, I am not getting it in from that dough-head sitting in my classroom," Becky said firmly. It was technically true, if only because the Mark sitting in her classroom hadn't fucked her yet. "So why did Nanu look at you so suddenly?" Kay pressed, not willing to concede the point just yet. "She's heard me complaining about how abso-fucking-lutely useless he is in my class," Becky explained, which was also technically true. "He's failing harder than a SCUD missile. Makes me crazy." "I'd go crazy on him," Shirley quipped, smiling slyly behind her beer glass while Kay and Annie burst out laughing again. Becky sighed and shook her head, but at least she seemed to have deflected that particular line of inquiry. Despite Kay's contentions in private about her proclivities, most people believed Rebecca Fischer to be a prudish nun stuck in a porn star's body. Only this small crew ever saw her let her hair down, like tonight. Garlic bread, mozzarella sticks, and wings arrived at the table as an appetizer, and Becky encouraged Nanu to try everything. The teachers all watched in astonishment as she tried each of the items and then began devouring them in rapid succession. "Guess I'm buyin' this round of appetizers," Becky said, shaking her head as she watched her charge annihilate the food. "I'll buy the next round too, just to make sure everyone gets something." "Oh, I'm buyin' her a round as well, just to keep watching," Annie said in fascination while Nanu mowed through the appetizers like the Tasmanian Devil. "Do you ever feed her, Becks?" "I told you, she was literally a slave in her old life, and she eats everything in sight as a defensive measure," Becky sighed. "She's not being rude, I promise. I've literally watched her eat a pound of bologna and empty a full jar of peanut butter." "Ba-lo;” Nanu managed to mumble through a mouth full of biomass as she kept storming the appetizers. Everyone was enjoying watching, even if they had to wait for their own shares to arrive again. She also kept sipping at her beer, seeming to have dropped her objections to it. Becky realized she might actually need help from the time stream to keep this girl fed. Nanu had pretty much polished off all her food when the second round of appetizers arrived. She eyed Steve's basket of wings hungrily. He saw her staring and gestured to the steaming heap of saucy poultry. "Want to try one?" "Nanu, darling," Becky said, holding up a hand to interrupt. "You might find that' But Nanu had already stripped most of the meat off the tiny bones of one wing by the time Becky had begun to object. She was chewing away when she paused on her eyes went wide. "Steve, you jerk," Becky said, scowling at her co-worker while Nanu started trembling while still chewing, her face turning red and her eyes starting to water. "She doesn't know what suicide sauce is." Nanu had her forehead pressed against the table and was thumping her little fist against the surface, still resolutely chewing, even as she whimpered and moaned in pain. "Gotta admire her pluck, though," Kay mused, watching the tiny girl try not to writhe. "I didn't know she couldn't handle it," Steve protested. "Don't they have hot food where she comes from?" "See if I ever sub for you the next time you need a day off," grumbled the blonde, patting Nanu on the back gently while calling over a server. Fifteen minutes and a gallon of milk later. "I can't believe she ate all my wings," Steve murmured, watching Nanu polish off the last wing while staring directly at him defiantly. "A whole pound, I got like, one." "Serves you right," Becky grunted, making sure Nanu had lots of wet wipes and used them regularly in case she tried to rub her eyes. Milk wouldn't help then. "I can't believe she's still eating them," Annie said, watching with morbid fascination. "I mean, you can see they still hurt her, but she won't quit." "Now that she knows milk dulls the fire, she doesn't have to," Becky sighed, also watching while eating her own honey-garlic wings. Nanu had stolen half of those, too. The only reason Shirley and Kay's food was (mostly) safe was because Nanu was too short to reach across the table. "And she's mad at Steve, so she's making a point." She knew that she and Nanu could both regret this in a few hours, that Nanu might be up all night again in the bathroom, but apparently she was willing to risk that to get the message across; don't fuck with Nanu Tehemet. Nanu polished off the wings and then knocked back several glasses of milk Becky had lined up for her, followed by her beer. She put the last down and let out a thunderous belch that echoed around the area. Everyone's eyes widened at the noise, except for Becky, who just shook her head. People at other tables looked over, perplexed that someone so small could release such a giant noise. Annie cleared her throat. "Well, I; I hear that in some Middle Eastern cultures, burping is a sign that a person appreciates the food they were served." Nanu patted her chest with her little fist and sighed happily. "Nanu," Shirley said, getting her attention directly. She gestured to her shirt and then at Nanu's. "I like your shirt." Nanu realized what the fat woman was talking about and then beamed happily, thrusting her chest forward and thumbing at the logo. "Let Zeppli!" "Do you like them, honey?" Shirley asked. Becky translated and Nanu nodded eagerly. "Let Zeppli!" "I like them too," Shirley said, pleased to be connecting with the exotic foreign girl. "Shirley says she likes Led Zeppelin too," Becky explained, leaning in to be heard over all the noise. The karaoke had begun, and they were near the stage. "The fat one likes Zeppli?" Nanu asked, shocked. "Is she allowed?" "Nanu!" Becky gasped, bursting into snickers. "You can't just comment about people's weight like that!" "What's funny, Becks?" Annie asked, curious. Becky was still snickering as she tried to wave it off. "Pretty sure Nanu thinks only she's allowed to like Zeppelin. And maybe I'm allowed. Pop culture still eludes her." "Well, she's got the hot wings and big tits part down already, I'd say she's halfway there," Kay quipped, making everyone laugh. Shirley had excused herself from the table for a moment. More food was ordered, along with beer or cocktails, and the gripe session continued about what complete morons the kids of this day and age were becoming. And the ones that weren't morons were completely unlikable. "So how long is she stayin' with you?" Kay asked as she watched Nanu attack the jalapeno poppers. "For the foreseeable future, really," Becky answered. "Like I said, she was a slave back home, she has no life to return to, and it was borderline Stone Age subsistence. I can't just let her go, or turn her over to the system, she'll die. She knows nothing. I'm doing what I can to help her adapt and learn about her new world. One day, she'll be fine." "That's really noble of you, Rebecca," Ed stated, getting his share of an onion blossom before Nanu saw it and murdered it. "But it could be years. I'm not trying to make her sound like a pet dog, but this could be a long commitment on your part. How did you even meet her?" "Honestly?" Becky said, having a rehearsed answer already. She'd tried to anticipate as many questions as possible for tonight. "I met her in Rome. That's where I managed to get her out of her slavery life." "Wow, Becks, you have like a whole secret agent life goin' on," Annie said, sounding impressed. "When the heck did you even go to Rome?" "It seems like ages ago," Becky said rather evasively. "Frankly, things have been crazy of late and I almost can't keep track without a time machine." A round of laughter from her friends, and Becky heaved a sigh of relief. She didn't expect anyone to be making inquiries, but the fewer questions, the better. Nanu seemed oblivious, noshing away happily on more pub grub and seeming determined to try everything. She'd just plowed through the calamari Annie had bought for her. "Hey, everyone!" called a voice from the stage, sounding tinny over a microphone. Becky looked up and saw Shirley standing on stage, smiling at them all. "I'm dedicating this number to a new friend I met tonight, I hope she likes it! Nanu, this one's for you!" Nanu looked up at the mention of her name, right before the music began, blaring through the bar's speakers all around them. Her eyes flashed in excitement as she looked at Becky, grabbing her hands. "Zeppli! Zeppli!!!" she squeaked, bouncing up and down in her seat. "Yes, my love," Becky laughed. "Shirley is about to sing a Zeppelin song for you, and it's the one you know already." Nanu clapped and squealed some more, bouncing up and down in her seat as she watched the fat woman begin to sing. "Let me take you to the movie, Can I take you to the show, Let me be yours ever truly, Can I make your garden grow?" "Nanu, you should go up and dance," Becky suggested, bumping and gyrating in her seat. "I'm sure Shirley would love it." "Really, Mistress?" Nanu gasped, his features alight with eagerness. She'd forgotten to call her Mistress by her name, but nobody seemed to notice. "Just make sure you keep your clothes on, okay?" Becky warned, trying to sound serious, but winking at her lover. "Go have fun." Nanu was out of her seat like a shot and scrambling up onstage before she began to dance around, just like Becky had shown her. Everyone at the table hooted and cheered while Shirley laughed, still between stanzas. While Nanu bounced and wiggled around the stage, the teacher started singing again. The pneumatic effect Nanu's movement had on her body held everyone spellbound. Her jeans were snug enough to show off her amazing ass, and her Zeppelin shirt was stretched tight across her ample tits, which jiggled continuously. "From the Houses of the Holy, We can watch the white doves go, From the door comes Satan's daughter, And it only goes to show, that you know!" Becky laughed gaily as she watched, clapping along. She couldn't believe how well this was going! Nanu was having a blast, and even if she was going to be shitting herself all night because of the hot wings Steve had let her eat, it was a small price to pay to see the Egyptian girl absolutely radiant and doing what she did best, dancing. They'd have to do this more often, as long as she kept Nanu safe. Not that this bar was dangerous, of course. "There's an angel on my shoulder, In my hand a sword of gold, Let me wander in your garden, And the seeds of love I'll sow, you know!" Nanu spun and pranced around the stage, lost in the joy of her dancing. She never felt more alive than when she was dancing, even when she was fucking. Or at least very rarely, and pretty much never when she'd been a slave. This new world and new life were going to teach her so many wonderful new things! She stopped dancing for a moment, breathing heavily in excitement as she just watched Shirley sing, standing close enough to understand that she was singing into some little thing that looked like a black cock and made her voice echo all around the room. "So the world is spinning faster, Are you dizzy when you stall? Let the music be your master, Will you heed the master's ca" In her mounting excitement, Nanu had grabbed the microphone out of Shirley's hands and was now closing her eyes and singing into it with all her heart. "Ah; Wa-Oh-Gur-Oah! Or-Nyu-Wo-Ah!" The entire audience was just watching in confused and then stunned silence as Nanu wailed discordantly into the microphone, assaulting everyone's ears with the blistering noise she was making. Eventually, even the recording of the Zeppelin song was halted, and Nanu was screeching to a silent space. Realizing the music had ended, she opened her eyes and then paused, seeing everyone gaping at her. But then a group at one large table right next to the one she'd been sitting at burst into derisive laughter, jeering and mocking her, apparently imitating the sounds she'd been making, and also flailing their limbs about like they were having seizures. Their faces were screwed up, made to look like the cursed child jesters that the Roman elite kept at their courts and made fun of. They were making fun of her! "Hey, someone get the retard off the stage!" guffawed one man, still mocking her by slapping a limp hand and forearm against his chest and making the stupid face. His buddies howled with laughter as he imitated her sound again. Until he was spun in his chair and Becky's fist slammed across his jaw, snapping his head to the right and knocking him out cold. Everyone at the table went very still, not daring to move as Becky glared at them all, her blue eyes flashing menacingly. "Anyone else?" she challenged. The men all stayed silent, not daring to say a word of move a muscle. "That's what I thought," she growled, standing up now and looking down at them in contempt. "Fucking cowards." She looked over at the door and caught the attention of the bouncer on shift, an imposing guy named Jake. She tilted her head at the idiot she'd just coldcocked, and he nodded, knowing he was about to clear out that table and make them take their unconscious friend home. He'd seen Becky drop guys before, and it was always justified. If she hadn't dealt with them for mocking the screaming girl, he might have. Thankfully, it was seen to. "C'mon, honey," Becky said, walking up to the stage and removing the mic from Nanu's hands, while she just stared at her Mistress, seemingly frozen. "Shirley, take over, will you?" Shirley nodded and got another song going, beginning to sing again while Becky led Nanu back to her seat. Around the bar, things had returned to normal. Nanu still seemed silent and very out of sorts. Becky sat her down and took her hands, smiling at her. "I'm sorry, honey," she said softly, caressing the crestfallen girl's cheek. "What they did was wrong. He deserved to get punched, I promise you." Nanu looked up at her now, perplexed. "Am I; am I that awful to listen to, Mistress?" Becky apparently hesitated a split second too long, because Nanu seemed aghast at the lack of response. "I am terrible! Please, Mistress, tell me! How bad am I? Be honest." A deep breath as Becky composed her thoughts. "Truth, Nanu?" The Egyptian girl nodded nervously. "You; well, it; it sounded like a cat getting run over by a chariot with knives for wheels," Becky confessed, blushing while the other teachers looked on, having a fairly good idea what was happening, even if none of them spoke Latin. She smiled somewhat wanly. "Maybe; just stick to dancing, okay? You're so very good at that, after all;” Nanu slumped back in her chair, seemingly in disbelief, even failing to notice the table right next to them getting cleared out by the bouncer. She stared off into space for some seconds, not even noticing the other Zeppelin song that Shirley was now singing. "I'm terrible," she murmured to herself. "Cats getting murdered sounds better than me singing;” She then blinked and looked at Becky, seemingly her normal self. "Oh well. May I have more food and another beer now?" Becky laughed in relief and nodded. No trauma seemed to affect Nanu for too long. She always had food and fucking to retreat to. She ordered more hot wings, knowing Nanu felt she had even more to prove now. An hour later. "So you seemed like you had a good time, hmm?" Becky mentioned as she drove north on the Gardiner, taking them home. It was quite dark out, and she hoped against hope that Nanu wouldn't be up all night in the bathroom, or that she wanted to stay awake and fuck, because Becky had to work in the morning. "I did, Mistress," Nanu replied, nodding as she sat in her seat. She wasn't turned sideways with her face plastered to the window, watching the world race by. In fact, she was sitting rather placidly, her eyes somewhat unfocused. "And the food was all so good. And I think I'm drunk." Becky smiled. "We'll deal with that when we get home. I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. Should we do it again?" "Can we?" Nanu gasped in delight, seemingly excited. "Let's do it every night!" "Not every night," laughed the blonde. "I can't afford to go out to eat and drink every night. But if you're good, maybe we'll make a treat of it once a week. There are lots of other places to try as well." "As long as assholes don't make fun of me for singing," Nanu sniffed, determined to not get over being impugned. "I hope they dumped him behind the building and people walking by just put their dicks in his mouth while he was sleeping." Becky smirked. Nanu clearly had a vengeful streak in her. Not that she blamed her, mind. Nanu had to simply watch while Becky meted out the punishment. She doubted Nanu was capable of inflicting any real damage on people who slighted her. "Do you think you can teach me to drive this beast, Mistress?" the tiny woman asked. "That's a long way off, honey," Becky replied. Hell, she doubted Nanu could see over the dashboard and reach the pedals at the same time. "Let's conquer walking properly in running shoes before moving on to wheeled death machines, shall we?" Nanu huffed and crossed her arms, looking put out. "I wouldn't run down THAT many people;” she muttered. Becky's home, half an hour later. They managed to close the front door behind them before they fell to their knees, arms wrapped around one another and kissing hungrily. They moaned as they began removing their clothes, swallowing each other's tongues. Earlier, Becky had hoped to make it through the night without any romantic interludes because she had to work tomorrow, but in the car, Nanu had started being naughty, reaching over and rubbing Becky's crotch or fondling her tits. It also didn't help when she shimmied down her jeans and began fingering her cunt, teasing Becky and nearly causing her to drift off the road more than once. A trucker had cruised by them, looking down at them from his cab. Nanu had lifted her shirt to show off her tits, as well as stroking her nether lips plainly for him to see. He'd honked his horn loudly in approval, despite the late hour. And Becky was obviously hornier than she'd been willing to admit, and she couldn't even blame it on alcohol, since she'd only had two beers and one cosmopolitan. No, she just wanted to fuck, and Nanu

I veckans avsnitt möter vi en av Sveriges mest framstående röster inom AI: forskaren Amy Loutfi, professor i informationsteknologi och programdirektör för WASP. Tillsammans utforskar vi framtidens AI, från makt och rättvisa till hur tekniken formar vårt samhälle, vår vardag och våra möjligheter. Ett samtal om människan bakom algoritmerna och hur AI formar vardagen, forskningen och samhället.

The Blackburns - Chances on LoveDanny Ayala - I Don't Like HerSharp Pins - (I Wanna) Be Your GirlNo Tears - Dreaming65 MPH - Red Drops FallNicky Koro - I Want YouAl'ter E'go - No Turning BackSleeper - On The Run The De-Codes – Turn Around Buster Band - How I Feel The Kenny Krytell - It Must Be Fate Mick Archer and the Factory Boys - Ordinary HeartacheThe Plains - Afghan Man Jim Basnight - Get It OutThe Gold Needles - Keep On Telling Me WhyThe ChrisVandalay Project - Good Intentions

That darling DJ duo, Emmett Davenport & Lady Attercop, raise a glass to history's most decadent troublemakers with a dive into the scandalous Hellfire Club—complete with monks' robes, pagan toasts, and enough debauchery to make the Devil blush. This week's Cursed Cocktail, The Bishop, offers a warm, wine-soaked blessing while the Calpurnia's gramophone pours out riotous revelry from The Tiger Lillies, Tom Waits, Murder By Death, and more. WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves. The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O'Door. This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 11.16.25. New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app! Playlist: The Tiger Lillies – Alabama Song The Roaring Girl Cabaret – I Scare You Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox – All The Small Things (feat. Puddles Pity Party) Jonathan Richman – If You Want to Leave Our Party Just Go Rebecca Levy – I Only Drink Champagne This Way to the Egress – Last Call Tom Waits – Table Top Joe The Scarring Party – The Party's Over Pretty Balanced – Cheap Drunk Biscuithead & the Biscuit Badgers – The Drinking Song Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq. – My Brain Won't Shut The Fuck Up The Devil Makes Three – I Love Doing Drugs Little Fats & Swingin' Hot Shot Party – Get Out That Bed Sticks McGhee & His Buddies – Drinkin' Wine Spo-Dee-O-Dee Mad Tea Party – Polly Put the Kettle On Regina Spektor – Becoming All Alone Murder By Death – Kiss Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – The Girl At The Bottom Of My Glass Walter Sickert & The Army of Broken Toys – IMA BANNED BOOK That Handsome Devil – Party's Dead Man Man – Pack Your Bags Alessia Cara – Here Doechii – Anxiety Scissor Sisters – Might Tell You Tonight Mr. B The Gentleman Rhymer – Drunk MC Chris – Older Crowd The B-52's – Strobe Light

Zoe aka Babe Martin sits down with Hunter to discuss all things 'Not A Bee, But A Wasp' for Long Player, thanks to NZ On Air.

Send us a textYou can't beat the trail running community for positivity, and during so many of my races I have randomly met the most interesting and often inspiring people, many of whom have become lifelong friends. During the descending miles of this year's Leadville Heavy Half, I started chatting with a fellow runner and before long discovering Scott Tish's inspiring story that included his experiences as an air ambulance helicopter pilot and as a five-time cancer survivor. Scott's battles led him to some dark places, but he emerged on the other side with a reinvigorated view on life and gratitude for the mere opportunity to go out and run every day, much less complete races as challenging as the Heavy Half. He attributes a lot of his rebound to his wife, Pam, who gave him the tough love needed to move forward with his life and find again how running is some of the best medicine anyone can take. Scott's journey in the Army also gave him the very rare privilege of being a guard at the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier in Arlington National Cemetery. Combine that with being a survivor of very rare forms of cancer and being an ultrarunner, Scott's one-of-a-kind story will certainly inspire you.Scott TishFacebook @stish162linkedin.com/in/scott-tish-tus162TikTok @millieandtesspapatombguard.orgBill Stahlsilly_billy@msn.comFacebook Bill StahlInstagram and Threads @stahlor and @we_are_superman_podcastYouTube We Are Superman PodcastSubscribe to the We Are Superman Newsletter!https://mailchi.mp/dab62cfc01f8/newsletter-signupSubscribe to our Substack for my archive of articles of coaching tips developed from my more than three decades of experience, wild and funny stories from my long coaching career, the wit and wisdom of David, and highlights of some of the best WASP episodes from the past that I feel are worthwhile giving another listen.Search either We Are Superman Podcast or @billstahl8

Drew Wendt of Do You Like Apples? has one word to say to Josh and Andrew, just one word: Garfunkel.This week, Drew seduces our hosts into talking about Mike Nichols' New Hollywood classic The Graduate, a film that appears to defy its reputation as an iconic Boomer comedy. Getting into the nitty gritty of all the power dynamics, WASP-y suburbia, youthful aimlessness, grey morality, and just how catchy "The Sound of Silence" is, the trio dive deep into a movie that leaves them coming away with new thoughts after every rewatch. Then, they have One More Thing, with the 1980 Roeg psychodrama Bad Timing, (starring Art Garfunkel as himself but if he went into psychology) and Anthony Mann's police procedural noir (and documentary?) T-Men.Expect no episode next week as Josh and Andrew will be attending SLIFF, but they'll be back in time for Max Havey's lesson on the film that made the STL Magazine writer fall in love with movies, Wes Anderson's Rushmore! In two weeks, make sure to listen in on this  crash course in one of Anderson's early works.Until then, read on at thetake-up.com and follow us @thetakeupstl on Instagram, Twitter, Letterboxd, and Facebook. Special thanks to Social Media Manager Kayla McCulloch and Contributor Ethan Tarantella. Theme music by AMP.

INTERVIEW: Babe Martin on new EP 'Not a Bee, but a Wasp' by Zac Hoffman on Radio One 91FM Dunedin

Bluetech's wind-optimized SeaWasp tanker design models demonstrate significant gains in propulsion power and fuel savings on representative trade routes, based on a joint research project with tanker owner International Seaways, Inc. (INSW) Bluetech partnered with NYSE-listed INSW to explore a critical question: Can wind propulsion deliver more power in our ships of the future? Advanced simulations using Bluetech's new 'SeaWasp' vessel design showed the answer to be a resounding yes. SeaWasp boosts vessel performance With the support of wind-propulsion specialist Norsepower, Bluetech modified its BT50 design to extract maximum forward thrust from two 35-metre Rotor SailsTM. This resulted in a total savings of up to 876 kW of propulsion power on one representative INSW MR tanker route from San Francisco to South Korea - equating to around 597.2 MT of fuel per annum. The design modifications alone are estimated to contribute 104 kW or 71.5 MT of the savings, effectively improving the vessel's overall performance by around 13.5% in certain conditions. Wind-assisted ship propulsion (WASP or sometimes WAPS) technologies have traditionally been used to add propulsion power to existing ship types that were not originally designed to accommodate such forces. Even newbuild projects that integrate WASP from the planning phase make little or no changes to the ship's overall design beyond what is necessary to install the units and comply with regulations. However, Bluetech's designers went back to the drawing board with SeaWasp, creating a vessel that is purpose-designed for wind, but still practical for INSW MR fleet operations. STRONG FOCUS ON OPERATING PROFILE "We set out to develop a ship that is entirely WASP-optimized, but maintains every essential operational feature and meets all trade-specific terminal and port restrictions," said Sam Robin, Director of Energy Savings Solutions at Bluetech. Michael LaGrassa, Director of Performance and New Construction at INSW, added: "We focused on more than just energy savings and emissions reduction - our goal was a concept design that works in the real-world conditions of the MR trade. That meant ensuring reasonable build costs, equivalent cargo capacity and a design fit for purpose. Our approach was to test a wide range of scenarios across the MR trade, rather than rely on selectively favorable assumptions." For this reason, the project also carefully examined the lower end of the savings potential. For example, on a route from South Korea to Singapore, the SeaWasp saves 185.9 MT or 275 kW per annum versus a conventionally powered BT50, due to the prevailing wind directions. Keeping such a baseline allowed for a range in the data analysis and ensured that any commercial projections were realistic. EFFICIENCY BY DESIGN - ABOVE AND BELOW THE WATERLINE "On routes where wind propulsion offers limited advantage, the inherent efficiency of the vessel's core design becomes paramount. The BT50 design is itself approximately 12% more efficient than the typical tanker performance profiles in the sample fleet. Our design modifications enhance that efficiency even further," said Robin. One ground-breaking feature beneath the waterline is a unique new fin design dubbed 'blueSURF' that computational fluid dynamics (CFD) analysis shows has significant power saving potential. "We were genuinely surprised to see such pronounced benefits in power demand, making the fins an additional powerful design modification that improves the case for WASP deployment," said Juha Hanhinen, Head of Hydrodynamics at Bluetech. Modifications above the waterline include an aero upper deck and superstructure, as well as semi-enclosed mooring stations to reduce wind disturbance. COMPARING CONFIGURATIONS The project also examined which Rotor SailsTM configuration - four smaller 24-metre devices instead of the two 35-metre devices - had the best combination of cost versus thrust. "Each configuration had slightly better performan...

Emmett Davenport and Lady Attercop tumble through the centuries in this time-twisting episode of The Clockwork Cabaret. From the eerie tale of the Moberly–Jourdain Versailles Time Slip to a chronometric Cursed Cocktail that bends hours and minds alike, it's an evening of ghosts, gears, and glorious anachronisms—soundtracked by Tom Waits, Nick Cave, Steam Powered Giraffe, and more. WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves. The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O'Door. This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 11.09.25. New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app! Playlist: Tom Waits – Time Release The Sunbird – Road to Nowhere Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Today's Lesson Ingrid Lucia – I'm Watching You Nouvelle Vague – Brass in Pocket (feat. Slow Shiver) Puddles Pity Party – Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want Those Poor Bastards – These Are Hard Times Leon Russell – Magic Mirror Highwaymen (Willie Nelson, Johnny Cash, Waylon Jennings & Kris Kristofferson) – Highwayman Arroyo Deathmatch – Casting into the Void Lemming Malloy – Don't Act Like Prey The Damned – Bad Time for Bonzo XTC – Senses Working Overtime They Might Be Giants – I Lost Thursday Ross Lynch, Jaz Sinclair, Lachlan Watson & Jonathan Whitesell – Time Warp The Beatles – Here, There and Everywhere Queen – '39 Señor Coconut – The Robots Steam Powered Giraffe – Eat Your Heart Mystery Skulls – Time Machine Jukebox the Ghost & Secret Someones – Walk Like an Egyptian Electric Light Orchestra – Yours Truly, 2095 The Orion Experience – Starman I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME – New Invention (feat. Tessa Violet) Ween – Hey There Fancypants Primus – Making Plans For Nigel The Cog is Dead – Gravity Falls Theme Song

Show Notes This week in the first of our Season 10 extra research episodes, Nina explores the long history of diapers around the world and in Japan to better understand the subtext and significance of Karlmann's cloth diapers. Please listen to it! Mobile Suit Breakdown is written, recorded, and produced within Lenapehoking, the ancestral and unceded homeland of the Lenape, or Delaware, people. Before European settlers forced them to move west, the Lenape lived in New York City, New Jersey, and portions of New York State, Pennsylvania, Delaware, and Connecticut. Lenapehoking is still the homeland of the Lenape diaspora, which includes communities living in Oklahoma, Wisconsin, and Ontario. You can learn more about Lenapehoking, the Lenape people, and ongoing efforts to honor the relationship between the land and indigenous peoples by visiting the websites of the Delaware Tribe and the Manhattan-based Lenape Center. Listeners in the Americas and Oceania can learn more about the indigenous people of your area at https://native-land.ca/. We would like to thank The Lenape Center for guiding us in creating this living land acknowledgment. You can subscribe to Mobile Suit Breakdown for free! on fine Podcast services everywhere and on YouTube, visit our website GundamPodcast.com, follow us on Twitter, Instagram, and Facebook, or email your questions, comments, and complaints to gundampodcast@gmail.com. Mobile Suit Breakdown wouldn't exist without the support of our fans and Patrons! You can join our Patreon to support the podcast and enjoy bonus episodes, extra out-takes, behind-the-scenes photos and video, MSB gear, and much more! The intro music is WASP by Misha Dioxin, and the outro is Long Way Home by Spinning Ratio, both licensed under Creative Commons CC BY 4.0 licenses. All music used in the podcast has been edited to fit the text. Mobile Suit Breakdown provides critical commentary and is protected by the Fair Use clause of the United States Copyright law. Gundam content is copyright and/or trademark of Sunrise Inc., Bandai, Sotsu Agency, or its original creator. Mobile Suit Breakdown is in no way affiliated with or endorsed by Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu, or any of their subsidiaries, employees, or associates and makes no claim to own Gundam or any of the copyrights or trademarks related to it. Copyrighted content used in Mobile Suit Breakdown is used in accordance with the Fair Use clause of the United States Copyright law. Any queries should be directed to gundampodcast@gmail.comRead transcript

Send us a textDealing with my dad's serious illness has reinforced the value of one of my core philosophies: It Will All Work Out. Anytime I have faced adversity, just as all of you have numerous times, it's a great tool to keep in your arsenal.Bill Stahlsilly_billy@msn.comFacebook Bill StahlInstagram and Threads @stahlor and @we_are_superman_podcastYouTube We Are Superman PodcastSubscribe to the We Are Superman Newsletter!https://mailchi.mp/dab62cfc01f8/newsletter-signupSubscribe to our Substack for my archive of articles of coaching tips developed from my more than three decades of experience, wild and funny stories from my long coaching career, the wit and wisdom of David, and highlights of some of the best WASP episodes from the past that I feel are worthwhile giving another listen.Search either We Are Superman Podcast or @billstahl8

Viasat 3F2 Launch Scrubbed Again: The United Launch Alliance faced another setback as the launch of the Viasat 3F2 satellite was scrubbed for the second time this week due to persistent valve issues. This hefty communication satellite is crucial for providing high-speed internet across the Americas, following the challenges faced by its predecessor.Voyager 1's Historic Milestone: Voyager 1 is set to make history in November 2026 by becoming the first human-made object to travel a full light day away from Earth, approximately 25.9 billion kilometers. Launched in 1977, this remarkable spacecraft continues to send data back to Earth as it journeys towards the Oort Cloud.US-China Space Cooperation: In a significant development, the China National Space Administration proactively coordinated with NASA to avoid a potential satellite collision, marking a shift in their collaborative efforts and showcasing improved space situational awareness on China's part.3D Mapping of Exoplanet Atmosphere: The James Webb Space Telescope has achieved a groundbreaking first by creating a three-dimensional map of the atmosphere of the ultra-hot Jupiter, Wasp 18b. This innovative technique provides new insights into the planet's weather and energy circulation.Ariane 6 Launch Ambitions: Arianespace aims to double its Ariane 6 launch cadence in 2026, with plans for six to eight missions, driven by improved efficiency and the introduction of an upgraded rocket variant. The first launch will support Amazon's Project Kuiper constellation.For more cosmic updates, visit our website at astronomydaily.io. Join our community on social media by searching for #AstroDailyPod on Facebook, X, YouTubeMusic, TikTok, and our new Instagram account! Don't forget to subscribe to the podcast on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, iHeartRadio, or wherever you get your podcasts.Thank you for tuning in. This is Anna and Avery signing off. Until next time, keep looking up and exploring the wonders of our universe.✍️ Episode ReferencesViasat 3F2 Launch Update[United Launch Alliance](https://www.ulalaunch.com/)Voyager 1 Milestone[NASA](https://www.nasa.gov/)US-China Coordination[China National Space Administration](http://www.cnsa.gov.cn/)JWST 3D Mapping[NASA](https://www.nasa.gov/)Arianespace Launch Plans[Arianespace](https://www.arianespace.com/)Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/astronomy-daily-space-news-updates--5648921/support.Sponsor Details:Ensure your online privacy by using NordVPN. To get our special listener deal and save a lot of money, visit www.bitesz.com/nordvpn. You'll be glad you did!Sponsor Details:Ensure your online privacy by using NordVPN. To get our special listener deal and save a lot of money, visit www.bitesz.com/nordvpn. You'll be glad you did!Become a supporter of Astronomy Daily by joining our Supporters Club. Commercial free episodes daily are only a click way... Click HereThis episode includes AI-generated content.

The Rallies - I Believe (single)The Half-Cubes w Peter Noone -I'll Be Taking Her Out TonightReno Bo - Fannie Mae (Single)the dt's - Sorry Not SorryIt's Karma It's Cool - These Heavy DaysHigh Frequencies - Girl In TroubleApril Dancer - Put Me On The RadioThe Names - Why Can't It Be The Bangs - Getting Out Of HandThe Scruffs - She Say Yea The Promises - Yesterday's GirlBleeding Hearts - This Is the Way...O.KRoy Sundholm-RobbedPezband - Love Goes UndergroundShake Some Action! - Universe Without YouGUV - Let Your Hands GoThe Len Price 3 - Emily's ShopVanity Mirror - I Don't Want To Hold Your Hand

# Exploring Cosmic Frontiers: The Space Cowboy's Webb Telescope Roundup**Discover the universe's greatest mysteries in this captivating episode of The Space Cowboy podcast, where groundbreaking discoveries from the James Webb Space Telescope take center stage.**Journey through space as your host reveals how Webb detected life-building molecules in distant galaxies, potentially discovered the oldest galaxy ever observed (dating back to just 90 million years after the Big Bang), and created the first 3D map of an exoplanet's atmosphere. This episode covers remarkable scientific breakthroughs including:- Organic molecules found in the Large Magellanic Cloud- Volcanic eruptions on Jupiter's moon Io- The mysterious Capotauro object from the early universe- Revolutionary 3D mapping of exoplanet WASP-18b- Insights into interstellar comet 3I ATLAS- Solutions to red supergiant star mysteries- Weather patterns on rogue planets- Unprecedented views of M87's black hole jet- Moon-forming disks around distant planetsPerfect for astronomy enthusiasts, science lovers, and anyone fascinated by our cosmic neighborhood. Subscribe now to join The Space Cowboy for more tales from the final frontier that blend cutting-edge astronomy with down-to-earth storytelling.#Astronomy #JamesWebbTelescope #SpaceExploration #Exoplanets #AstronomyPodcast #CosmicDiscoveriesSome great Deals https://amzn.to/49SJ3QsFor more check out http://www.quietplease.aiThis content was created in partnership and with the help of Artificial Intelligence AI

WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves. The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O'Door. This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 11.02.25. New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app! Playlist: Emilie Autumn – Girls! Girls! Girls! The Correspondents – Only One Not Smiling Sarah and the Safe Word – You're All Scotch, No Soda The Decemberists – The Rake's Song Dirt Poor Robins – Fever Dream The Amazing Devil – The Horror and the Wild The Cog is Dead – The Girl and the Clockwork Dragon Professor Elemental – Pirates Hate Me (feat. Captain John Sprocket) The Mechanisms – One Eyed Jacks Jason Webley – Icarus AlicebanD – Still in Shadow Griffinilla – The Fire Bitter Ruin – Shivers The Ditty Bops – Your Head's Too Big Jukebox the Ghost – Victoria Gladstone – Night Creatures Bear Ghost – Agatha All Along That Handsome Devil – Rob The Prez-O-dent Mother Mother – Hayloft The Unicorns – I Was Born (A Unicorn) Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Dull Life Vagabondage – The 99 Modest Mouse – Satin In a Coffin The Dead Brothers – I Am All I Got The New Pornographers – Mass Romantic Steam Powered Giraffe – Pink Pony Club Pepper Coyote – When I Die

Episode 533: Shocktober Recap – Tyler starts off the episode by discussing the graphic novel Supergirl Woman of Tomorrow! Pat shares his thoughts on the new horror film Shelby Oaks. Tyler leads the discussion of the latest "Nerd News"...including the Halo Campaign Evolved remake! The Nerds celebrate the Halloween season by recapping their respective Shocktober's (watching 31 horror films in the 31 days of October)! They end the episode with a "Nerd Favorite"...horror film you'd never watch again?   Timestamps:   What we are Into: 14:10-34:15   Nerd News: 34:15-52:55   Shocktober Recap: 52:55-1:24   Nerd Favorite: 1:24

Send us a textHow did Cody Poskin, a guy who was told to “get lost” by the coach at his college, become one of the rising stars of ultrarunning and getting invited to run across the Gobi Desert in China? I dig into that with the help of another 23-year-old ultramarathon beast, TJ Harms-Synkiew. After Cody was spurned by the college coach, he decided to target the Boston Marathon, nailing a qualifying time in his first attempt. At age 21, he jumped up to ultras and won his first two races, including the Midstate Massive Ultra Trail 100-mile in a speedy 19:47. He was a very impressive 13th at his first Leadville Trail 100 in 2024 in 19:28, and then had another breakthrough at the Jackpot 100 miler, which he ran in 13:26, breaking the course record by 33 minutes. After placing 8th at the Cocodona 250 in 71:11, Cody joined 54 other runners to run the Ultra Gobi 400K, a life-altering experience. The Chinese hosted a world-class event as Cody describes, all while he had to navigate a course that had no markings, only checkpoints, and he had to run self-supported with a 15-pound pack in which he was required to carry 2000 calories at all times. He won in 64:49, shattering the course record by 4 hours, and earned the title Guanjun Marshall. What makes this episode fun for an old ultramarathon goat like me is listening to 23-year-olds who are relatively new to the sport and how they plunge into all sorts of challenges with the attitude of “I'll figure it out along the way.”Cody Poskincodyposkin.comInstagram, YouTube, and Threads @cody_poskinBill Stahlsilly_billy@msn.comFacebook Bill StahlInstagram and Threads @stahlor and @we_are_superman_podcastYouTube We Are Superman PodcastSubscribe to the We Are Superman Newsletter!https://mailchi.mp/dab62cfc01f8/newsletter-signupSubscribe to our Substack for my archive of articles of coaching tips developed from my more than three decades of experience, wild and funny stories from my long coaching career, the wit and wisdom of David, and highlights of some of the best WASP episodes from the past that I feel are worthwhile giving another listen.Search either We Are Superman Podcast or @billstahl8

Shake Some Action! - If You're Gonna Say You Love MeThe Len Price 3 - Luckiest Guy AliveTommy Sistak - Long GoodbyeRob Moss and Skin-Tight - CavemanThe Telephone Numbers - Be Right DownBeauty - You Always Take MeThe Tearaways - Summer FashionsSorrows - You Can't Tell A LieThe Tweeds - I'm ThruDevice - Is It Ever Gonna ChangeThe Comets - Big Business JokesPuppet Rulers - Complicated GirlOh Boy - MasterplanThe Sports - Who Listens To The RadioScrimshanders - SXMWRich Williams - She Looks FamiliarIt's Karma It's Cool - Back in '78Reno Bo - Baby Blues

This week, Emmett Davenport and Lady Attercop summon the spirit of Halloween aboard the Calpurnia with haunted banter, cursed weiner dog statues, and a chilling Cursed Cocktail: the Widow's Kiss. Featuring eerie tunes from PJ Harvey, Rasputina, Twin Temple, and more—this séance is equal parts spooky and sublime. WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves. The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O'Door. This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 10.26.25. New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app! Playlist: PJ Harvey – Red Right Hand Rickie Lee Jones – Sympathy for the Devil Rasputina – Bad Moon Rising Walter Sickert & The Army of Broken Toys – It's Only Halloween Beat Circus – The Ghost Of Emma Jean Charming Disaster – Baba Yaga The Bewitched – late night creature feature Unextraordinary Gentlemen – Skeleton Goes To Town The Magnificent Seven – Tango de la Muerte The Marketts – Out of Limits The Who – Boris the Spider Mad Tea Party – I'm the Wolfman Elle King – Where the Devil Don't Go Frenchy and the Punk – Monsters Creature Feature – Every Day Is Halloween Twin Temple – Let's Have A Satanic Orgy Steve King And The Echelons – Satan Is Her Name Kip Tyler – She's My Witch Donovan – Season of the Witch  Classics IV – Spooky The Damned – Evil Spirits Jace Everett & CC Adcock – Evil (Is Going On) The Black Keys – Howlin' for You (feat. Prins Thomas Diskomiks) Ramones – Pet Sematary

Brian and Hassan assemble for a deep dive into the modern classic Avengers: Ultron Unlimited from Kurt Busiek and George Pérez. This explosive saga pits Earth's Mightiest Heroes against their deadliest foe, with a stacked lineup featuring Captain America, Iron Man, Thor, Scarlet Witch, Vision, Wonder Man, Black Panther, Firestar, Justice, Wasp, and Hank Pym. We break down why this story remains a definitive Ultron tale and a high point of the Busiek and Pérez run. We also dig into some recent reads, including Aquaman and Incredible Hulk. You can follow us on Instagram: @comicsdiscourse114, Threads: @comicsdiscourse114, TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@comicsdiscourse114?_t=ZT-90qNuOHxG0L&_r=1 , Facebook: Facebook Comics Discourse 114 and X: https://x.com/comicsdiscourse?s=21 Also, please leave us a 5-star review at your favorite podcast platforms.  

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Send us a textIn this coaching episode, I discuss 13 creative things you can do this winter to renew and reinvigorate your running so you can be fitter and stronger for 2026 racing.  Please feel free to contact me if you'd like me to expand on any of these topics for you!Bill Stahlsilly_billy@msn.comFacebook Bill StahlInstagram and Threads @stahlor and @we_are_superman_podcastYouTube We Are Superman PodcastSubscribe to the We Are Superman Newsletter!https://mailchi.mp/dab62cfc01f8/newsletter-signupSubscribe to our Substack for my archive of articles of coaching tips developed from my more than three decades of experience, wild and funny stories from my long coaching career, the wit and wisdom of David, and highlights of some of the best WASP episodes from the past that I feel are worthwhile giving another listen.Search either We Are Superman Podcast or @billstahl8

Mark Ward - I Don't CareDavid Woodard - Everything BelongsThe Wellingtons - Always Gonna Be That GirlStrawberry Alarm Clock - MonstersThe Jacks - Lonely GirlSharp Class - Sugar Glass (Live at The Pavilion, Isle Of Wight, England)Phil Seymour - You Give Good LoveThe Records - Your Own SoundtrackDodgers -Don't Let Me Be WrongDavid Burdick - LettersThe Last Ones - Number One AgainGary Charlson - Brown EyesThe Chicaynes - Another Pretty FaceThe Frames - Never Coming HomeThe Jive - Good Time Call Cruise Control - Like a BellChuck Yoakum - Love RevolutionChris Lund - Touch Or Go

Dom Mariani - World On Its HeadThe Gold Needles - Turns To GoldThe Peppermint Kicks -_GigantorStanding Waves - Let It GoBrad Marino - VoodooThe Chelsea Curve - Rally 'RoundThe Cheaters - A Guy Like MeThe Cheaters -A Guy Like MeThe Moberlys - I Want YouThe Snapshots - No JaneMade In Japan - Instant HitBram Tchaikovsky - (Who Wants To Be A) CriminalThe Swingset - You That I WantThe Talkies - In My LifeJupiter - Lies (1980)Cheap Trick - The Riff That Won't QuitRooftop Screamers - Forsaken (feat. Stephen McSwain)Star Collector - Shining ExampleBilly Tibbals - Rock 'N' Roll KidsTrolley - Since The Drugs Wore Off

The Webstirs - When It's GoneThe Gypsy Moths - And You Know I DoRuby and the Clumsy Dollies - Too True For YouRichard Turgeon - Sharks on the BrainRyan Allan -  Time StealerThe Glad Machine - Back To YouRubber Citty Rebels - Young And DumbNo Sisters - Roscoe's FamilyThe Uncool Dance Band - Let Me Be Your BoyfriendThe Shades - Are You My Angel_Third Floor Strangers - Last ChanceJohnny Darke - What She KnowsStrangeways - WastingtimeThe Rollers - Turn On the RadioLibrarians With Hickeys -Ghoul You WantThe Goldstars - I Frankensteined UThe Armoires - 01 Full-On Witch ModeGalileo 7 - One Lie At A Time

Mimi Betinis - ObviousThe Candy Rocks - Can't Seem To Find A ReasonThe dt's - Sun Shines DownAl Matcott - All NightEytan Mirsky - What Happened (to the Rock 'n' Roll) DOM MARIANI - World On Its HeadExcel - Rock ShowThe A's - After Last NightSquire - It's A Mod Mod WorldThe Shirts -Teenage CrutchThe Werewolves - Baby EyesNightman - Playing's DoneKeith Herman - She's Got A Whole Number2 Timers - Now That I've Lost My BabySloan - No Damn Fears

Trolley - As Long As I Can Find YouGYASI - Apple Tree The High Frequencies - Tonight and Every Night The Nines - Sailor girlThe PoZers - Upon Awakening From This DreamThe Goods - April FoolsBoy Elroy and the Jetsons - Don't Know WhyThe Rangehoods - Rough TownPrettyboys - I'm Gonna Make You!Approved Men - So SadSylvain Sylvain - Teenage NewsUtopia - Love In ActionOff Broadway - AutomaticThe Laughing Dogs -Get 'Im Outa TownThe Glad Machine - All The Pretty ThingsThe Wellingtons - The Things I Did BeforeSloan - So Far DownThe Shirts - Little Bit Of Action

The Whiffs - Forget Your NameThe Needmores - Let It RideEytan Mirsky - Did What I Came to DoThe Modbeats - Hold Me Roll MeThe Jack Rubies - Are We Being Recorded_The Peppermint Kicks - Little Doll [Piccola Pupa]The Mod Frames - Still Smiling TodayThe Explosives -  A Girl Like YouThe Hifi's - Look What You've Done Power Mowers - Silly GirlThe Ascenders  - She's In Love The Rings - My Kinda Girl The Dominoes - LiesThe Maps -I'm Talking To YouJohn Howard - SpellboundPush Puppets - ProbablyKevin Robertson - Yellow Painted MoonThe Spindles - How to Love

Sharp Class - Ivory Tower (Live at The Night Owl, Birmingham, England)The Gnomes - I'll Be There (single)The 1981 - Soft GoodbyeVanity Mirror - White ButterflyThe Chelsea Curve - The Chelsea Curve - Never Come Down (single)Tad Overbaugh - Mended ManTrue Hearts - Just Another Teenage AnthemThe Kind - She'll Make Everything Right (Chicago, 1978)The Sighs – She's Not The Girl I Used To KnowThe Cold - Three Chord CityThe Movies - Photograph1982)The Tickets - People Next DoorThe Headboys - Stepping StonesThe Realists -I've Got A HeartThe Deep Drags - DullardsThe Valery Trails - Everything is TemporaryDaniel Romano - ServoToken Hearts - Behind These WallsLoose Lips - Too Late To Call 

Chris Lund - You've Got a Lot of NerveJoe Giddings - Stay In NowhereThe Second Summer - TryShplang - Frankie's BackRad Venture & The Cuisenaires - That's Life (Sugar Turns to Salt)Marshall Crenshaw - Walkin' AroundBoys - When You're LonelyYoung Modern - She's Got The MoneyThe Numbers - The Modern SongThe Sports - Who Listens To The RadioLittle Murders - Things Will Be DifferentThe Clones -Tired Of HidingLoaded Dice -TelephoneThe Innocents - Come TonightCheap Trick - Twelve GatesDavey Lane - He's A DJ The Anderson Council - Boys Keep Swinging v

Today Razib talks to Eric Kaufmann, a Canadian professor of politics at the University of Buckingham, where he directs the Centre for Heterodox Social Science. He earned his BA from the University of Western Ontario and his MA and PhD from the London School of Economics. Prior to his current role, he held positions at the University of Southampton and Birkbeck, University of London, which he left in October 2023. He is the author of several books, including Whiteshift: Immigration, Populism and the Future of White Majorities, Shall the Religious Inherit the Earth?, and The Third Awokening. His research interests include nationalism, political and religious demography, and national identity. Kaufmann is a previous guest on the podcast. Razib and Kaufmann begin their conversation by exploring the thesis of one of his earlier works, 2004's Rise and Fall of Anglo-America. They discuss the definition of “WASP,” White Anglo-Saxon Protestant, and cultural changes in the white American majority because of the massive immigration waves of the 19th and early 20th century. Kaufman argues that a coalition of liberal WASPs and “white ethnics” was instrumental in the eventual overthrow of the cultural hegemony of elite Protestant whites in the second half of the 20th century. Razib and Kaufman then relate the history of the WASPs to his latest book, The Third Awokening, which chronicles the rise of “cultural socialism” centered around race. Kaufman documents the potency of the ideas of the latest variant of wokeness, their traction among the youth, and argues for its historical roots in earlier forms of Anglo liberalism.

This week, Emmett Davenport and Lady Attercop tinker with the boundaries of science, spirits, and sheer absurdity. In Weird History, they revisit Dr. Ernst Gräfenberg's explosive plumbing mishap—a cautionary tale of invention meeting indignity. Then it's time for Cursed Cocktails, featuring the disturbingly decadent Monkey Gland—a drink born from mad science and questionable anatomy. Plus: fake adverts for steam-powered sock sorters and doomed musical ice spectacles. WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves. The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O'Door. This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 10.19.25. New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app! Playlist: Jill Tracy – Pulling Your Insides Out Marianne Faithfull – In the Factory the Deadfly Ensemble – the Anatomist Bryce Pinkham, Jefferson Mays & Catherine Walker – Poison in My Pocket Aurelio Voltaire – Kill the Beast The Tiger Lillies – Heroin Vernian Process – Behold the Machine The Cog is Dead – The Marvelous Mr. Lowe They Might Be Giants – Let Me Tell You About My Operation Paul Roland – Re-Animator Man Man – Black Mission Goggles Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – There She Goes, My Beautiful World Liz Green – Bad Medicine Fabienne Delsol – I'm Gonna Catch Me a Rat CocoRosie – The Moon Asked The Crow Headless Heroes – Hey, Who Really Cares Betty Hutton – It's Oh So Quiet Jim Moray – All You Pretty Girls Nancy Sinatra – Bang Bang Kate Bush – Experiment IV Thomas Dolby – She Blinded Me With Science

Send us a textI was really intrigued when I heard about Matt Zemon and his advocacy for psychedelic therapy as an alternative when traditional psychotherapy hasn't been successful. Colorado became the first state in the country to legalize therapy using psilocybin mushrooms, and I know someone who has done it and says it produced great results. Like many of you, I came from a place of complete ignorance on this topic, so I really appreciate Matt's expert knowledge on it, and he enlightened me on information like about the hundreds of psychedelic churches and societies in this country. He has a very broad knowledge of using medicines like psilocybin, ketamine, ayahuasca, MDMA, and other psychedelics, why for some people these are better than antidepressants, who should consider taking one of these, like veterans dealing with post-traumatic stress, or people wanting to explore spiritual growth, the research that has gone into psychedelics, government views and laws on them, and places where people can consult with professionals if they want to explore trying these medicines. In particular, Matt supports veteran communities with his book, “The Veteran's Guide to Psychedelic Journeys” helping them find more healing and hope by combining ancient healing traditions with contemporary practices. He is donating all of the book's proceeds to the Heroic Hearts Project, which further aids veterans to heal. It's a fascinating conversation that I would encourage you to listen to because it may resonate for you or someone you know, and it will open your eyes in a lot of unexpected ways.Matt Zemonmattzemon.comFacebook and Instagram @matt.zemonLinkedIn linkedin.com/in/mattzemonBill Stahlsilly_billy@msn.comFacebook Bill Stahl and American Heroes Run for race photosInstagram and Threads @stahlor and @we_are_superman_podcastYouTube We Are Superman PodcastSubscribe to the We Are Superman Newsletter!https://mailchi.mp/dab62cfc01f8/newsletter-signupSubscribe to our Substack for my archive of articles of coaching tips developed from my more than three decades of experience, wild and funny stories from my long coaching career, the wit and wisdom of David, and highlights of some of the best WASP episodes from the past that I feel are worthwhile giving another listen.Search either We Are Superman Podcast or @billstahl8

This week Emmett Davenport and Lady Attercop lead you through a delirious dance of death, gin, and gothic delight! From the cursed streets of 1518 Strasbourg to the devil's own speakeasy, it's a night of macabre melodies and infernal cocktails. WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves. The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O'Door. This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 10.12.25. New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app! Playlist: Chloé Trevor and Jonathan Tsay – Camille Saint-Saëns' Danse Macabre, Op. 40 Crystal Bright and The Silver Hands – Bones & Lilies Rasputina – Dig Ophelia Mr. Lewis and The Funeral 5 – The Ballad of Bones and Blood Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – A Box For Black Paul (2009 Digital Remaster) Peter Murphy – Time Waits Dead Can Dance – How Fortunate The Man With None Vermillion Lies – Wednesday's Child Baby Dee – The Dance of Diminishing Possibilities Thee Hobo Gobbelins – Bones The Slow Poisoners – Diggin' A Hole Charming Disaster – Belladonna Melodrama Suspiria – Allegedly, Dancefloor Tragedy O. Children – Dead Disco Dancer Le Groupe Fantastique – Dance Like Nobody's Watching Asylum Street Spankers – Dance This Mess Around Bragolin – This Grotesque Dance Cinema Strange – Mathilde In The Dirt David Bowie – Ashes to Ashes (Single Version) Nouvelle Vague – Dancing with Tears in my Eyes (feat. Beki Mari) Janelle Monáe – Dance Apocalyptic

This week Power Rangers decides to do another episode where a monster is nice but its much weirder than the Wasp episode from In Space as Eric randomly decides he really, really wants to kill all mutants. Then, an Eric focused episode where we see Eric's home life and Zack absolutely loses his mind over this jerk having a cute little house with a garden and birds that he dotes on. Plus: Open Dress Shirt

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Send us a textEric Pence is a guest I actually wanted to chat with a couple of years ago, but it is even better that it is occurring now because this summer he completed the Leadville Trail 100 for the 30th time, becoming just the second person to do so, after the legendary Bill Finkbeiner. Eric and I go back to the early 1990s days of the race, so we have lots of stories to share about that pioneering era, quite a few unique race memories, and the changes we have seen over the years. Eric discusses what has kept him going all of these decades, especially the support from his close and extended families, including his wife Anne, who has written a LT100 crewing guide, and his son Ethan, who has become an ultramarathoner himself. Discussion about his family certainly wouldn't be complete without talking about his sister Pam, to whom he donated a kidney several years ago, and who is married to legendary Mark Macy of adventure running fame. Like several WASP guests have recounted, having one kidney hasn't diminished his abilities one bit. Eric has had numerous other impressive racing accomplishments, and he talks about what has gotten him through iconic events like the Badwater 135 and Across the Years. Eric also shares secrets of his longevity and his tried-and-true tips for racing success in this very engaging episode.Bill Stahlsilly_billy@msn.comFacebook Bill Stahl and American Heroes Run for race photosInstagram and Threads @stahlor and @we_are_superman_podcastYouTube We Are Superman PodcastSubscribe to the We Are Superman Newsletter!https://mailchi.mp/dab62cfc01f8/newsletter-signupSubscribe to our Substack for my archive of articles of coaching tips developed from my more than three decades of experience, wild and funny stories from my long coaching career, the wit and wisdom of David, and highlights of some of the best WASP episodes from the past that I feel are worthwhile giving another listen.Search either We Are Superman Podcast or @billstahl8