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The long-awaited third film in the notorious anti-Catholic parkour LEAP trilogy follows its lo-fi predecessors LEAP (2010) and LEAP: RISE OF THE BEAST (2011), continuing to proselytize its staunch anti-Vatican message with an athletic twist. Director Christopher Tempel returns, now armed with a drone camera, and delivers a crisp, ambitious reboot to a series that clearly holds nostalgic value for him despite his open disappointment in the first two films, which he considers amateurish. Characters Blake, the handsome parkour-running college boy lead, and Liz, his hometown girlfriend who works at her grandmother's coffee shop, even watch LEAP: RISE OF THE BEAST within the movie, creating a truly meta moment. Blake remarks, “It's a little cheesy.” Liz agrees but adds, “Better than the first one… the director spent like $200,” prompting Blake's deadpan “Woof!” Ironically, the first two LEAP films feel more authentic and excited, with a scrappy auteur spirit that this reboot largely sacrifices in favor of Tempel's improved technical precision. Still, LEAP (2025) features striking special effects, including a chilling scene where blood runs from a tap until a “blessed” character touches it, suddenly turning the water clear. The “blessed” in this film are Seventh Day Adventist sabbath keepers like Blake and Liz, who resist Catholic programming that encourages Sunday worship over Saturday. Tempel doubles down on his outspoken belief that a literal reading of the Bible naturally leads to Seventh Day Adventism, portraying Christianity as having been “pranked” by the devil and his servant, the Vatican, into dishonoring God's true way—ensuring that many sincere Christians will end up in hell. It is one of the harshest, most legalistic interpretations of Protestantism, suggesting that God values paperwork over love. This uncompromising message, paired with the film's polished digital effects and fully AI-generated soundtrack, results in a cold, tedious viewing experience. View our full episode list and subscribe to any of our public feeds: http://boysbiblestudy.com Unlock 2+ bonus episodes per month: http://patreon.com/boysbiblestudy Subscribe to our Twitch for livestreams: http://twitch.tv/boysbiblestudy Follow us on Instagram: http://instagram.com/boysbiblestudy Follow us on Twitter: http://twitter.com/boysbiblestudy
David Byrne is a technologist building Daiko, a Web3 Pet-Tech platform that combines real-world pet care with blockchain rewards. Why you should listen To understand Daiko, think Fitbit for dogs meets gamified pet ownership, with a smart leash, virtual pet system, and a Proof-of-Woof model that turns daily walks into tokenized incentives. Daiko recently rolled out its smart leash ecosystem and already has thousands of early users signing up for their beta. The high-tech dog leash syncs with the Daiko Rewards App. Walk your pup, earn tokens, and interact with a gamified virtual pet right from your phone. They've baked in some serious bonus features too: a safe‑lock mechanism, titanium carabiner, integrated DooPod waste bag holder, and a super-strong rope tested up to 200 kg. Daiko isn't just about fetching rewards—it's about redefining “pet ownership in the metaverse,” or at least in a Web3-flavored reality. By rewarding real-world activity (like walking your dog) with crypto tokens, they blissfully blur the line between IRL routines and digital perks. It's gamification meets leash tech for dog lovers around the world. They're expanding globally this year with plans to integrate NFTs, utility tokens, and community-driven rewards. Supporting links Fidelity Crypto Careers Daiko Andy on Twitter Brave New Coin on Twitter Brave New Coin If you enjoyed the show please subscribe to the Crypto Conversation and give us a 5-star rating and a positive review in whatever podcast app you are using.
Welcome to Episode 147. We've got a game with exploding werewolves.The Game:The QuarryIntro Song "Letting Go" by Emerge.Title Art by Devious.Pixel.Internet Presence Preamble by Brandon Little.Podcast edited by Brian Owsley.Sweet Jams:"Main Theme""Beautiful Evening"These tracks and more can be found on the The Quarry OST.The Internet:TwitchYouTubeBlue SkyDiscordFacebookInstagramLock Stock StorePatreonSuspension of DisbeliefBlake's Story "They Come This Night"2smokingcontrollers@gmail.comThe End
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You can buy a copy of Adnan Virk's new book here: https://store.mangopublishinggroup.com/products/cinephile-essays-interviews-and-tales-from-the-red-carpet-best-book-for-film-buffs?srsltid=AfmBOorphyKn_qOLFzX38i6fG12LdYad9Fa381K67YkwK9TCT9p5vCLI We have Adnan Virk with us! He's an author now! Go buy his book! Cinephile: Interviews, Essays, and Tales from the Red Carpet! (28:30) Ohio State has barred Dave Portnoy from the stadium. He works for Big Noon Kickoff now. Wow. Never seen anything like it. (36:00) Fox and YouTube TV are in a dispute. Every year it's some new network. This means you may not get college football this weekend. Or Fox News. Or the NFL. Woof! (44:00) Are you paying attention to the US Open? (46:00) The Field of Dreams game will be back next year. Phillies vs Twins. Let's go! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
You can buy a copy of Adnan Virk's new book here: https://store.mangopublishinggroup.com/products/cinephile-essays-interviews-and-tales-from-the-red-carpet-best-book-for-film-buffs?srsltid=AfmBOorphyKn_qOLFzX38i6fG12LdYad9Fa381K67YkwK9TCT9p5vCLI We have Adnan Virk with us! He's an author now! Go buy his book! Cinephile: Interviews, Essays, and Tales from the Red Carpet! (28:30) Ohio State has barred Dave Portnoy from the stadium. He works for Big Noon Kickoff now. Wow. Never seen anything like it. (36:00) Fox and YouTube TV are in a dispute. Every year it's some new network. This means you may not get college football this weekend. Or Fox News. Or the NFL. Woof! (44:00) Are you paying attention to the US Open? (46:00) The Field of Dreams game will be back next year. Phillies vs Twins. Let's go! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Jackie Godbey, Executive Director of the Stark County Humane Society, tells about the discounted fees for adoption. WOOF!
Boy oh boy do they love their dogs. It's a next level obsession. Woof!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
Today's word of the day is ‘reconcile' as in ESPN as in MLB as in broadcast as in baseball as in DTC. What am I talking about? ESPN and MLB are back together again. It looks like MLB games will come to the new service that ESPN launched. National games, out-of-market, and so on. Sunday Night Baseball? That could be headed to NBC! And the Home Run Derby… Netflix! (13:00) NBC wants to takeover the sports world. Give me NFL! Give me NBA! Give me MLB! The Peacock is showing off now! (23:30) Jerry Jones just can't help himself. Every day is something new. And he's pushing Micah Parsons to the point where we don't know if he'll ever play for the Cowboys again. (33:40) Review: Somebody Somewhere. (37:00) NPPOD. (41:00) Pat Fitzgerald settled with Northwestern over his major lawsuit against the university. And he's getting big bucks. And he was proven innocent. Woof. (49:00) The Brewers won on Thursday. Kyle Tucker played. Tucker went hitless. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Today's word of the day is ‘reconcile' as in ESPN as in MLB as in broadcast as in baseball as in DTC. What am I talking about? ESPN and MLB are back together again. It looks like MLB games will come to the new service that ESPN launched. National games, out-of-market, and so on. Sunday Night Baseball? That could be headed to NBC! And the Home Run Derby… Netflix! (13:00) NBC wants to takeover the sports world. Give me NFL! Give me NBA! Give me MLB! The Peacock is showing off now! (23:30) Jerry Jones just can't help himself. Every day is something new. And he's pushing Micah Parsons to the point where we don't know if he'll ever play for the Cowboys again. (33:40) Review: Somebody Somewhere. (37:00) NPPOD. (41:00) Pat Fitzgerald settled with Northwestern over his major lawsuit against the university. And he's getting big bucks. And he was proven innocent. Woof. (49:00) The Brewers won on Thursday. Kyle Tucker played. Tucker went hitless. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Actor and author Emily Woof is best known for her film and TV work such as Mandy in The Full Monty, Shannon in Velvet Goldmine and Nancy in Oliver Twist, but she has also written novels and devised her own theatre pieces. At this year's Edinburgh Festival Fringe, she is performing her own solo play, Revolver, directed by her husband, Hamish McColl, writer and co-founder of theatre company The Right Size. BTG Editor David Chadderton spoke to Emily during her Edinburgh run about the play's subject matter, its predecessor piece at the 1993 Fringe, her devising process and her other writing work. Revolver, produced by Shared Experience, opened at Pleasance Courtyard on 14 August and runs daily at 2:20PM until 25 August 2025. (Photo of Emily Woof in Revolver, credit Sheila Burnett)
SummaryIn our latest episode of The Daily Groomer, I'm joined by Anurag Gandhi, who made a big shift—from a decade in the corporate world at companies like Apple and Nike to starting his own pet care business, Wolfgang Bakery and Grooming, right here in Seattle. We talk about what it really took to make that leap, from starting a franchise and hiring a team, to the day-to-day of running a grooming shop and building lasting relationships with clients. If you're thinking about opening your own business or just curious about what it's like behind the scenes, this one's worth a listen.Timestamps06:08 Exploring Business Opportunities and Franchises11:06 Franchise Agreements: 10-Year Commitment14:54 Overcoming Challenges in Dog Salon20:40 Pet Spa Notification and Care System29:03 Grooming and Retail Business StrategyStay connected with our guest speakers! Follow them on their social media Anurag Gandhi. For more grooming tips, insights, and stories, check out our website at The Daily Groomer. Join and be part of The Daily Groomer Community!
Today on Stories from Real Life, we're diving into the world of fluffy coats, tangled curls, and one woman's unexpected journey from doodle owner to product innovator. My guest is Elina Panteleyeva—the founder of Dood Woof, a grooming brand built especially for the unique needs of doodles and curly-coated dogs.What started as a personal struggle to care for her own pup turned into a business with a loyal following of pet parents across the country. We'll talk about the spark behind her brand, the growing pet care industry, and the messy, joyful reality of turning a problem into a purpose.https://doodwoof.com/https://www.podcastreallife.com/Takeaways* Elena's family immigrated from Ukraine to Ohio, shaping her entrepreneurial spirit.* She started Dude Wolf after being laid off, viewing it as a sign to pursue her passion.* Building a community before launching a product is crucial for success.* Doodle dogs have unique grooming challenges that require specialized products.* Elena's background in project management helps her balance multiple tasks as a founder.* Social media often glamorizes entrepreneurship, but it comes with significant challenges.* Consistency and small daily progress are key to overcoming obstacles in business.* Success for Elena means having the freedom to live life on her own terms.* Listening to customers is essential for creating valuable products.* Starting a business doesn't require expertise; taking the first step is what matters. Get full access to Melvin E. Edwards at storiesfromreallife.substack.com/subscribe
Today's word of the day is ‘inescapable' as in the Yankees as in the Twins as in dominated. How do the Yankees just keep doing it against Minnesota? What about the aces on the mound yesterday? Eovaldi? Shelled. Crochet? Shelled! (9:30) Shohei Ohtani is wrapped up in legal trouble again. Last year it was a gambling scandal. This year, well, now we have a major lawsuit out of Hawaii over a real estate deal. Woof. (21:10) Jon Gruden got a major legal win against the NFL. Uh oh! (27:00) The Athletic released its QB Tier list and it was a fun one. What happens when you pay huge money to a QB and they're only in Tier 3? Can you still win? (36:00) Review: The Pickup. (39:00) The rise of sextortion in the United States needs to be spoken about and Dan Wetzel of ESPN made sure to do it. So sad. (49:00) NPPOD. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Today's word of the day is ‘inescapable' as in the Yankees as in the Twins as in dominated. How do the Yankees just keep doing it against Minnesota? What about the aces on the mound yesterday? Eovaldi? Shelled. Crochet? Shelled! (9:30) Shohei Ohtani is wrapped up in legal trouble again. Last year it was a gambling scandal. This year, well, now we have a major lawsuit out of Hawaii over a real estate deal. Woof. (21:10) Jon Gruden got a major legal win against the NFL. Uh oh! (27:00) The Athletic released its QB Tier list and it was a fun one. What happens when you pay huge money to a QB and they're only in Tier 3? Can you still win? (36:00) Review: The Pickup. (39:00) The rise of sextortion in the United States needs to be spoken about and Dan Wetzel of ESPN made sure to do it. So sad. (49:00) NPPOD. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Woof. We're onto week 2 of the 4th Annual WrestleMonthia and today's flick is starting Kurt Angle. The movie for everyone while watched The Fog and wondered what if John Carpenter didn't direct it and it started Kurt Angle, Kevin Nash among other wrestlers.Before that there are a few trailers that caught our attention. Sweet Revenge (the Friday the 13th short), Shelby Oaks, and HIM.After those it's onto the main event of WrestleMonthia, River of Darkness. We'll let you know whether or not this movie you've definitely heard of is... BLOODY GOOD FILM!We encourage everyone to watch along while you listen and make sure to comment and let us know what you think. If you haven't already please follow us on Facebook, TikTok, "X" and Instagram @bloodygoodfilmpodcast and remember...Keep it bloody buddies!!!https://linktr.ee/BloodyGoodFilmPodcast...#wrestling #hulkhogan #wrestlemania #wrestlemonthia #WWE #TNA #action #horror #newepisode #summerslam #kurtangle #kevinnash #podcast
Leave us a voicemail at 631-377-4869 It's So You Wanna Talk to Samson Wednesday! Let's start things off with a message from my Mom!? She asked about my friendship early on with Red Holzman and Jack McKeon. What was the most important thing I learned from them. (11:00) How much can a team trade in cash to acquire a player? Can you spend $120 million to acquire Paul Skenes? (19:00) Service time manipulation! Let's go! (28:00) Someone asked me about Jose Alvarado and the statement that he released. Are you kidding me? (34:30) The Dallas Stars own the hockey rinks around the Frisco area. It's become a nightmare for the locals. Woof. (43:00) Revenue sharing. How does it work in MLB? Is sharing a percentage of revenue with employees a good business model? (49:00) The WNBA has a problem. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Leave us a voicemail at 631-377-4869 It's So You Wanna Talk to Samson Wednesday! Let's start things off with a message from my Mom!? She asked about my friendship early on with Red Holzman and Jack McKeon. What was the most important thing I learned from them. (11:00) How much can a team trade in cash to acquire a player? Can you spend $120 million to acquire Paul Skenes? (19:00) Service time manipulation! Let's go! (28:00) Someone asked me about Jose Alvarado and the statement that he released. Are you kidding me? (34:30) The Dallas Stars own the hockey rinks around the Frisco area. It's become a nightmare for the locals. Woof. (43:00) Revenue sharing. How does it work in MLB? Is sharing a percentage of revenue with employees a good business model? (49:00) The WNBA has a problem. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
This is my favourite episode with Dr. Sam Casey, and we've done quite a few. This time around we explore psychological flexibility, healing vs. recovery, the relationship between shame, self-loathing and guilt, why some psychological assessment tools and protocols can be problematic (aka kind-of-bulls**t), healing vs. recovery, self-awareness and self-regulation, and we even speak about the potential comparative therapeutic benefits of medicinal vs. behavioural protocols (for eg. a drug for anxiety vs. time in nature or spooning a puppy). This was fun. Woof. Enjoy.drsamcasey.comSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
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Oh look; another round of unneeded "inactive voter purges" in Georgia. Nevermind that they make mistakes. Often. I gave one anecdotal example.Investigative reporter Greg Palast gave more: "...Maj. Gamaliel Turner of Columbus, Georgia, because he filed a change-of-address to get his absentee ballot while assigned by the Pentagon to California. He was one 4,000 who lost their vote to a challenge by the Georgia Republican Party on or near his military base.Then there was Christine Jordan, MLK's cousin, who put in a change of address form because, at 92, she wanted her daughter to review her mail.Then there is the case of Dr. Carry Smith, expert on voter purges, who herself was removed for cockamamy reasons. "He opines that Georgia's GOP is ensuring 2026 victory already with these tactics. ------Marjorie Taylor Greene isn't running for a Senate seat, and she announced earlier this week in a 600-plus word screed on X that she won't be running for governor either. In that rant, she railed on the "good ol' boy" network being on obstacle for her while simultaneously bragging that if she did run, she'd win. You know, overcoming that "good ol' boy" network she's upset at stunting her ascendency. She seems to believe there's this patriarchy unfairly stunting the advancement of marginalized people like women. Isn't that what D.E.I. initiatives she and her party eviscarated would mitigate?------ HOW has it flown under the radar for American political media that Donald Trump's Mar-A-Lgo had 16-year old girls working in its spa and that Jeffrey Epstein poaching such a 16-year old girl from him? Never mind that the story doesn't line up with previously revealed dates chronicling their rift; actually no, don't pass that on by. It's noteworthy. Still, Jon Stewart ribs Donald over his "poaching pouting." ------Brian O'Neill, former CIA executive and guest teacher on national security at Georgia Tech, scribed an op/ed for the Atlanta Journal Constitution insisting that Tulsi Gabbard abandoned core intelligence standards. O'Neill believes Trump's national intelligence director used her position to make politicized claims against President Barack Obama, flouting norms in intelligence accuings "officials of selectively quoting or suppressing intelligence - without acknowledging that selective citation is standard." He writes "what matters is whether the selection is transparent, justified and consistent with tradecraft, not whether every fragment appears.""Her rhetoric - 'shoddy,' 'irrefutable,' 'dubious' - wasn't the language of objective critique," O'Neill continued. "It was a prosecutorial script. That matters. Intelligence doesn't operate in absolutes."------The state Senate special election in GA-21 has but one Democrat running against a half dozen Republicans in a 'jungle primary' August 26th, and low turnout is expected, but GOP infighting could help Shigley clear the field, too. Well, a touch of that came to fruition this week, with a "hit website" (read HERE) coming out attacking one Republican candidate. The AJC reports "It accuses him of not paying his taxes, pocketing taxpayer money from a COVID-era government loan and even threatening to shoot his neighbor's dog." Woof.
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Welcome, Void! This week we're crawling back like Norman Osborne to pre-MCU MCU, aka, the time before RDJ. We're discussing the original 2002 Spiderman film with Tobey Maguire, Kirsten Dunst, and Willem Dafoe. We remark on how much of the superhero genre was established by this film but really, we mean that J.K. Simmons is the ONLY J. Jonah Jameson no matter the Spiderverse. But also, this cast: Octavia Spencer, Elizabeth Banks, and Joe Manganiello playing side characters! But let's really talk about iconic moments from this movie: The KISS, "with great power. . . ," and "my gift, my curse." But honestly we get sidelined by Willem Dafoe's . . . . . . . . . . . . ego. Woof.
Quaranteam-Northwest: Part 3 Change of Pace, Change of Place. Based on a post by Break The Bar. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels. I'm pretty sure it was only for a moment, but it could have been a couple minutes. When I came to, I was still inside Erica, and still mostly hard. I pulled out and was quickly followed by our leaking mess spilling onto the sheets. Erica didn't move, except for heavy breathing. Then she rolled onto her side, legs coming up into a fetal position, ass pointed back at me. Her messy, cummy twat peeked at me between her legs and butt cheeks. Sitting back on my ass, I blinked a few times and tried to re-center myself until I gave up and fell backwards, breathing hard and looking up at the ceiling. "God damn, E," I said. "That was something fucking else." No response. I rolled over, dragging myself up to lay next to her. "Erica?" Her eyes were closed and she was looking comfortable, if a little cold laying over the sheets. Her lips were moving, and when I got close enough it sounded like she was whispering, "Imprinting," over and over. "That's kinda fucked up," I said quietly, looking at her otherwise still face. She sounded like a computer program reporting on a status. The only thing that kept me from freaking out was the big, contented smile on her lips. I kissed her forehead, trying not to think about quite how fucked up things were, and then I rolled off the bed and stood up. Underwear and pants went back on, and I crossed the hall to the bathroom where I got a wet, warm washcloth and a towel. I returned to the room and carefully wiped down Erica's twat and ass of our mixed fluids, then wrapped her in a towel and picked her up. I carried her down the hall to my room and managed to get her under the covers. I'll admit, I also gave her tits another soft grope, just to convince myself this was all real. God, they're awesome. Leo was out of the house, which on second thought made me realize what I'd just done. I'd fucked his sister, and we hadn't really held back at all. If he and I had been hearing the 'biz' and soft moans of Erica masturbating I can only imagine the sounds that had been coming down through the old wooden timbers of the house. "Fuck," I sighed. Hopefully he had gone out to the workshop before we'd gotten started. It was still the middle of the afternoon so I went back to packing. It was weird, sorting through everything in the house. Also fucking annoying because I didn't even have many boxes to pack with, and I couldn't exactly just run out to the liquor or hardware store to get some. It was strange; I'd lived in the house for much of my life, and I'd lived in it with Leo for the past five years, but I still found traces of my parents and grandparents I hadn't thought about in ages. It had to have been an hour or two later when Leo came back into the house. He had rings of sweat on his t-shirt and looked like he was ready to punch something. "Hey," I said. I was kneeling down in the living room, busy scooping old VHS tapes out from the back of one of the big cupboards. They hadn't seen the light of day in probably twenty years, but I also felt like it was a waste to throw them out. Leo just looked at me from the doorway, kicking off his boots. "That was fucked up," I said. "Yeah, it was," he said. "You know I wouldn't just pump and dump her," I said. Leo twisted up his face in revulsion. "Fucking of course not. Jesus, Harrison. You're not an animal." "So why the fuck would you make her hold on to a high school agreement when she and I might have been good for each other, Leo?" "She told you that?" Leo's face dropped. "Yeah. She did," I said. "She shouldn't have. Not talking about it was part of the deal, too," Leo grunted. He peeled off his sweaty shirt and threw it towards the stairs, then headed towards the back of the house. "Where is she now?" "Upstairs. That's another thing we need to talk about, but I'm not done with this." Leo was pouring himself a drink from the tap. My father had gotten a new well drilled a couple of years before I was born, and then when I hit high school we'd gotten a pump system; I still couldn't believe we'd lived on hand-pumped well water until I was fourteen. Now, with a whole filtration system set up in the back shed we - It doesn't matter. It's all going away. That realization almost shook me out of the conversation. "What's left to talk about?" Leo asked me, leaning on the doorsill from the kitchen. "Leo, I've always liked your sister. This whole thing just... forced the issue. You get that, right? She's not betraying you. I'm not betraying you." Leo didn't answer at first, buying time by taking a drink from his glass before sighing. "Yeah. I know." "So what are you pissed about?" "Dude, she's still my sister. And you're my best friend. That's not how this is supposed to go! She's supposed to meet some guy that I don't really like, but I learn to tolerate him, and we make fun of him together behind their backs and talk about how she could do so much better." "Why is that how it's supposed to go?" I asked. "I don't know, man. That's just; That's how it was with my parents and aunts and uncles. My dad was an only child, but all my mom's sisters settled for mediocre guys. My parents tolerated them, and I got to hear all the family gossip and that's just how it was." "Leo," I said. "That's kind of fucked up that you would want that for Erica." "I don't want it for her, it was just... Look, I hear how stupid and dickish it is, as it's coming out of my mouth, Okay? But now it's going to be you two. He-man and... I don't know. Who's the lady in He-man?" "Dude, I have never watched He-man," I laughed. "Well, whatever. You're you. She's her," Leo said. "By the end of this quarantine bullshit you'll be together and I'll be out." "Leo. You're thinking glass-half-empty here," I said. "Erica and I get together, what else does that mean?" "I dunno," Leo said. "What?" "What does that make us?" Leo blinked. "Brothers-in-law?" He rolled his eyes, but I could see the smirk growing. "Brothers, Leo. Even better than best friends. Better than best friend roommates!" "Fine, fine," Leo sighed. "Okay, there's an upside. Just don't expect me to just... be Okay with you two getting frisky everywhere or something. You can be happy or whatever, just not right in my face, alright?" The sound of a car pulling up outside on the newly-widened gravel driveway crackled through the house. I stood up and headed for the door. "What was the other thing?" Leo asked me. "Something about Erica being upstairs?" "Yeah, yeah," I said, slipping on my sneakers. "She's in my room right now, kinda sleeping but not? This whole Vaccine thing has more to it, dude. Let me figure out what this is first." He grunted, giving me a questioning eyebrow raise and turned back to the kitchen to refill his water. Outside I found the same blacked-out, now dust-covered, town car that had dropped off Erica. The door opened and I blinked hard as a woman I could only describe as a cross between an elf and an angel stepped out of the back seat. She had long, wavy brunette hair and a face that I could only guess had matched up with Helen of Troy, with soft, full lips and wide eyes with a playful spark. She was wearing a simple, baggy white t-shirt that looked like it belonged to a guy my size, and with her slight frame she was practically swimming in it but somehow she made it look like a diaphanous dress. I couldn't even tell if she had anything else underneath it since the t-shirt came down low on her bare thighs. "Hey there," she said, grabbing what looked like a solid camper's backpack from inside the car and walking over to me. When she got closer she only somehow got more beautiful, but I also saw... something. That look in her eye. The way her lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing a little more shallow. "You're Leo?" she asked. She had an accent, but I couldn't place it. "No. Harrison. Leo's inside," I said. She eye fucked me for a moment, took in a breath and breathed it out through pursed lips, then headed past me into the house without another word. "God damn," I said. "Yeah, she's running a little hot," Agent Sourpuss said. She'd gotten out of the driver's seat of the car and came around. "Got the shot at the same time as Miss Lacoste, but it turned out the guy she was originally going to be paired with got infected sometime in the past few days. We found him dead in his penthouse when we tried to drop her off." "Fuck," I said. And not because of the story. The woman had walked up the front steps of the porch, slung her bag onto it and had been stripping off her shirt as she walked into the house. I didn't see anything but bare back and a pair of tight booty shorts painted onto a slim, perky ass, but I was fucking jealous. "How is Miss Lacoste?" The agent asked. "Did the bonding process work?" "Um," I said, shaking my head and turning to the woman. "Uh, yeah. If you mean she didn't really tell us much but made it clear she needed sex, and now she's upstairs asleep in my bed muttering 'Imprinting' over and over." "Good, good," the Agent said. "Working as intended, then." "No," I said, shaking my head. "Not good. I said she's muttering 'imprinting' over and over. What the fuck is up with that?" "Look, Mr. Black, it's a long fucking story. And one you're not cleared for," the Agent said. "I'm sure one day you'll read a book about it or something. For now, just get out of my face. Alright?" "You can't seriously expect people to just go along with this. It sounds like... like,” "Brainwashing?" The Agent asked. Then snorted and started heading back to her car. "I don't have time to hold your hand through this. Like I said, just do what they say and enjoy your new fucking world. We'll be in touch." She slammed the door, the engine turned over, and she peeled out and drove back down the driveway. "What the fuck," I said. "What the fuck? What. The fuck?" I headed back into the house and stopped before kicking off my shoes. "Oh, fuck yes!" the woman shouted. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God," Leo yelled. They were upstairs. It hadn't been more than two minutes. I could hear them clearly. Fuck. Doesn't have a problem when it's not his sister, I thought, shaking my head. I went for a walk. I made dinner an hour later, and Leo managed to come downstairs to eat. He mumbled something about getting struck by lightning, but once he'd gotten some food in him he'd shrugged. "I dunno, man. She just walked up to me, holding her shirt, and said, 'Take me up to your room and fuck me.' I didn't even get her name. Now she's doing that 'imprinting' thing and it's freaking me out a bit." "Yeah," I nodded. "Yeah. Erica was doing that too. That lady agent dropped off your girl, didn't want to talk about it, and just said we should do what the ladies tell us." "Hey, that's all fine with me," Leo said. "She can tell me anything she wants. I mean... Harrison. God damn!" We called it an early night and I found myself climbing into bed next to Erica. She was still out of it, but at least she wasn't murmuring anymore. It felt weird, and kind of creepy, to try snuggling up next to her. She was still naked under my sheets, and totally out of it. I ended up putting on an undershirt and gym shorts and managed not to feel like a perv for long enough to fall asleep. The rumble of trucks woke me up, and I met Leo at the stairs as we headed down. He went to start making coffee while I checked outside. Two big trucks were hauling in a pair of trailers onto what had once been my front lawn and workers in bright fluorescent vests were directing them as others set up some concrete blocks. The trailers looked like they were the start of whatever construction HQ was going to get set up. "So it begins," I sighed. We brought out the coffee; it was an entirely different crew of guys, but they didn't have any new information for us. They appreciated the coffee, but when I went in to make more I realized we were running out quickly. Hopefully one of those trailers was going to be a break room for those guys because they were going to drink my wallet dry if it was on me to feed their caffeine addictions. The trailers were quickly set up, and the workers were gone, but a 14-seater van arrived so quickly that I figured they must have passed each other on the driveway. Inside were a solid dozen Surveyors, along with boxes of topographical maps and all sorts of equipment. I couldn't offer them coffee, but they'd come with their own travel mugs. They weren't much for conversation, though they weren't bad men and women; they just had a very large job to do. "We've done what we can ahead of time with the satellite imaging," the Head Surveyor said to me. "But we've got to plan out the development of this entire area in the most efficient building plan possible. They want houses built and livable ASAP." And that was where I came in. That promise I'd made to Agents Grierson and Walters had included my help with the surveying. Now it was time to give the grand tour. "I'll head out with them this morning," I told Leo. "I'll start with the front loop trails down to the highway and back. You want to show them the Arrowhead trail after lunch, and I'll take them up the ridge after that?" "Yeah, works for me," Leo said. "I'll go check on Erica." "Um... maybe I should do that," I said. "Why? Is something wrong?" Leo asked. "No, dude... she's just, uh..." I stammered. Leo's eyes went wide and he clapped his hand over his ears. "Nana nana" he sang, heading back out of the house towards the barn. I checked in on Erica; still asleep. I hesitated a moment, leaning over her in the bed, but went for it and pressed my lips to her forehead in a soft kiss. She mumbled something, pulling the sheets closer to her, and she smiled. It almost kicked my adrenaline, and I could hear my heart in my ears as I walked back down the hallway. When I passed Leo's room I realized that his door was cracked open, and I could see a shapely and naked leg and foot sticking out from his own sheets. I was tempted to peek further, but that feeling of creepiness from last night struck me again and I closed the door instead. I was kicking myself an hour later, deep into the trails with a half dozen surveyors following along and taking notes as I pointed things out and they asked me questions. It was the slowest I think I'd ever walked the trails, and the question kept flaring up in the back of my mind of what I'd missed out on seeing. Leo's girl was living in my head rent-free right alongside Erica, but now I knew what Erica was like; the mystery of what I hadn't seen was tantalizing fodder for a brain that didn't want to think about the overwhelming weirdness of the whole situation. We were back to the house around 1pm, and by the time we'd been gone a third trailer had been set up and there were two more of those big passenger vans, along with a couple of pickups, lined up in a makeshift parking lot. I didn't notice any of it, or the people working, and I didn't even answer the last question one of the surveyors was asking me because I was jogging for the house. Erica was standing there on the porch in low hip-hugging jeans and a tight band t-shirt under one of my unbuttoned flannel shirts. She had a beer in each hand, one opened and half empty, the other cold and sealed. I could see the emotions play across her face for a moment as I walked up quickly, and she opened her mouth to say something but I didn't want to hear a smart remark or a question. I wrapped my arms around her and I kissed her. She kissed me back, her arms crossing behind my neck as she pulled me deeper to her. Her tongue and mine met and teased for a long moment, and I reveled in the feeling of her in my arms. Her chest crushed against me, soft and firm, and her belt buckle pressed into my crotch as she melded herself to me. A whistle, sharp and catcalling, sounded from somewhere behind me and I could feel Erica shift both beer bottles to one hand. I had no doubt she was flashing them the finger with her free hand, and the laughter from the construction workers confirmed it. Eventually we had to stop, and I held her by the waist as our faces pulled away. "Well, I guess that answers most of my questions," Erica smirked at me. "I've got a few of my own, but you're not slapping me so that answers most of mine," I said. She pursed her lips and brought her beer hand down between us. "Leo said you've had a long morning. Up for a nooner?" "God yes," I said. "But I've always had a different definition of 'nooner.'" "What, you think I mean the beer?" Erica asked. "No, baby. I want you to,” "Ahem," a voice interrupted, and I turned to see who had approached us. "Sorry to interrupt." The girl, and I couldn't call her more than that because she looked like she couldn't have been more than twenty-three despite the tattoo across her neck, was wearing a rough sweater and one of those orange construction vests, along with a dinged-up blue hardhat with about dozen peeling stickers on it and her jeans tucked into her steel-toed work boots. She had some vaguely Latina features, mostly in the lips, but was pale where she wasn't tattooed. Erica's arm immediately went around my waist, and I lowered mine to hers as we held each other. "No problem," Erica said. "What can we do for you?" "I'm Vanessa," the girl said. "Are you Harrison Black?" "Yeah, you found me," I nodded. "Alright, cool," she said, looking me up and down. Erica's hand at my waist scratched my side playfully, and I lowered my own from her hip down to her ass, slipping my fingers into the back pocket of her jeans and cupping it firmly. "Well," Vanessa continued, "I'm the Foreman for the general laborers on site right now, and we've already gotten a laundry list of our daily jobs done so I need to start getting my guys into the house." "I'm sorry?" I asked. Vanessa sighed and then smiled in a knowing sort of way. "No one's talked to you about the day or week plans, have they?" "Not really," I said. "I've been out with the surveyors all morning." "Yeah, that sounds about right for this clusterfuck," Vanessa shook her head. "Well, orders are that everything that's currently in this house, and that barn, and anything else on the property that needs to, is hitting those sea cans in the backyard by sundown tomorrow. Demo on this place hits bright and early the next morning and everything not packed up is getting carted the fuck off." Vanessa, it turned out, was a straight shooter. It just took me a second to wrap my head around everything. Erica took charge while I followed along. I'd figured I had weeks, maybe months, before demolition. This wasn't the hurry-up and wait I'd been expecting. This was all hurry, all the time. Leo went out with the surveyors, and I started answering a million questions for Vanessa while she directed five big, burly guys as they began unloading my house into boxes, and hauling those boxes out to a pair of storage containers that had been brought in on trucks and plopped down near the back of the wide clearing that had been the 'backyard' for generations. Erica, I realized, was helping manage me more than anything else. Keeping me on task, keeping me focused. She helped me reminisce quickly a couple of times, helped me make decisions about what actually needed storing and what could get thrown out. I was getting a brand new house, fully furnished, courtesy of my contract. Did I really need the shitty TV stand or the ratty couch sitting on the back porch? No. Did I want to keep my grandmother's freestanding jam cupboard? I couldn't picture it anywhere else other than where it was in the house, I'd never even seen a piece of furniture like it in another house before. But it was an heirloom piece. Was I supposed to keep that? Yes, Erica helped me. Yes, keep the heirlooms, even if they seem odd or silly. Just know what's an actual heirloom and what's not. "You're doing well," she told me, stopping me at the foot of the stairs. "You're a good boss," I smiled, reaching my free hand around to hug her to me. I was carrying a pair of bedside lamps in the other. She frowned and shook her head. "I'm not your boss. And I don't want you to think I'm being bossy, and I definitely don't want you to start thinking of me as some nagging mother figure." I laughed and shook my head. "Never. E, you're just a natural manager. Of people, or situations. I needed a minute, not an hour, and you helped me get on track way faster than I would have without you. Plus," I grinned, and let my hand slide up from around her waist to softly take her tit in my hand and squeeze playfully, "Ain't nothing of a 'nagging mother' about you." She smirked and bit her lip as I squeezed her braless tit a little more firmly. "Well, good," she said, and rubbed the front of my pants. "And thanks for the very weird compliment from my b,” She stopped short, eyes going a little wide. I chuckled and leaned down to kiss her cheek, then her lips. "You can say it. I'd be happy to." "I've never said that so fast before. It hasn't even been a day," she said. "Not officially," I countered. "But we've also been living together for a couple of months. And before that we went on casual group dates. We just didn't know it at the time." She rolled her eyes but her grin was everything to me. "Well, if you put it that way..." I kissed her again. "God, I want to fuck you," I said. "Yes, please," she hummed back. We separated. I watched her walking away, the way her ass moved. The way my shirt hung on her. An hour or so later we'd gotten a lot of the preliminary stuff cleared up, and after a quick conference with Vanessa, we decided that the big guys on her team were probably going to be most useful getting all of Leo's woodworking equipment safely moved out to the storage containers from the barn. I'd helped Leo move all of those heavier tools into the barn over the past five years and each one was a son of a bitch, and we didn't have any forklifts to make it easier. The guys hadn't been out of the house for more than fifteen minutes when I was busy taking old pictures off the walls of the living room while Erica was getting to the ones in the front hall. "Hmm, morning," a warm, honeyed voice said from Erica's direction. "Uh.... hi," Erica said, her tone of voice a little shocked but with a weird cadence. I turned to see who was in the house and nearly dropped a glass picture frame holding a collage of photos my mother had put together of my sister and me. The elf/angel girl, Leo's imprint-person, was wandering into the living room and looking around curiously. She was as beautiful as the first time I'd seen her, and I figured she must have taken a minute to touch up her makeup. She had beautiful, pale porcelain skin, and her wavy chestnut brown hair still had a bit of a messy 'just got fucked' look. She also happened to be completely naked except for a pair of sheer panties that left it very obvious she was shaved to the wood down below. Her tits were so perfect and perky, big enough on her thin frame to look almost fake but somehow still natural; either the best boob job ever or the perfect genetic lottery. Her areolas and stubby nipples, puffed and firm in the cool spring air even in the house, were the same soft shade of pink as her lips. "Hey there," she said, giving me a little smile and a wave. "I think I almost fucked you yesterday, yeah?" I coughed. "Um, no. Definitely not that close." "Hmm," she smiled, looking around the chaos of the house. "Well, maybe not, but I definitely remember wanting to jump your bones. Where can I get some water?" "Through there," I pointed her towards the kitchen. "Hey, we didn't actually meet. I'm Harrison, Leo's roommate." "Oh, right," the woman said, then stepped forward and pulled me into a hug. A naked-lady hug. While I was looking over her shoulder at Erica, who was staring from the hallway door with an expression between utter confusion and the kind of stare I could only imagine a 13-year-old boy would have when looking at this same sight. I made a 'what am I supposed to do?' face at Erica, and slowly hugged the naked woman back with one arm, trying not to think about those perfect tits pressing into my side and chest. "I'm Danielle," the woman said. I was struck again by that strange accent that I couldn't place, elongating some of the vowels and with just a touch of different intonation. "I got told all about you and Leo by that government lady on the way here. I guess I didn't realize you wouldn't have gotten the full story." "Yeah, no. She isn't really one of our biggest fans," I said. Danielle stepped back from the hug, with a warm smile. "This is Erica, Leo's twin sister and my, ah" "Girlfriend," Erica said, stepping forward. She opened her arms and Danielle happily stepped in for a hug with Erica as well. Erica looked at me over Danielle's shoulder and mouthed, 'Oh my God!' "And vaccine partner." "Oh, god," Danielle said, leaning away. "Fuck, I wasn't even thinking about that. Are we supposed to still be careful? We're all vaccinated, right?" "Very vaccinated," Erica said, then looked at me again and smirked. "Very, very vaccinated." "You too, huh?" Danielle asked. "Those orgasms,” "Out of this fucking world," Erica nodded. "Let me get you that water," I said. I left the two in the living room and went to the kitchen, taking a moment to adjust my cock in my pants before fetching a cup. Erica was attractive as all hell, and while I might not have been in love with her yet, I knew I was going to get there and fast. The physical and the personality just synced with us like that. But this girl. Woof. She was that unattainable attractive tier that you saw in movies, or on Instagram. When I was coming back, Danielle was slipping on my flannel shirt. "I'm really fine with it," she was saying. "I like being naked, and I'm a stripper so I'm used to it. Honestly, it kind of turns me on." "Yeah, well there's about twenty construction workers outside right now and I don't think anything is going to get done if they catch a look at you, Dani," Erica said. Danielle laughed and shrugged while she brought the sides of the flannel shirt up and tied them between her tits. I don't think my shirt had ever looked better, and somehow she just effortlessly made it a perfect, teasing shape that hugged her cleavage and slim torso. "You're a stripper?" I asked, offering her the water. "I thought most women in that business preferred 'dancer' or something like that "Hmm, only the ones who are embarrassed about it deep down," Danielle said. She took a sip from her glass. "But I made $300k American last year as a stripper, so why should I care what other people think of me? I'm a businesswoman and entrepreneur, and I work hard to make sure my product is amazing. And my product happens to be stripping off my clothes and making guys cream their pants." I almost choked on my own spit as Danielle casually dropped her tax bracket. "You made that much?" "Oh, you must not be a strip club boy, are you?" Danielle smiled at me. "He will be," Erica said, chuckling. "I will?" "Oh yeah, baby," Erica said. "Half of my best clients are strippers. I'm a tattoo artist, by the way," she said to Danielle, then smirked at me again. "Once the world opens back up, I know some babes who are going to rock your world. I can't wait to see the look on your face!" "Well, it's always nice to find a discerning lady-fan of the art," Danielle said. "Honestly, women always make the best fans. Guys shell out more cash, but women just appreciate us more." The front door of the house opened and Vanessa walked in, stopping as she saw Danielle standing between Erica and me in nothing but my shirt and her panties. "Fuck, sorry," she said, and she looked like she was going to head right back out the door, then re-thought that and stayed where she was. "Um, Harrison, we could use your help out in the barn. Any shot we can get that old tractor running to move the planer?" "We can try," I said. "I didn't need it to plough the past couple of winters since the ATVs did the trick. I'll see if it'll turn over." I left Danielle in Erica's hands; something which both brought chub-inducing pictures to mind, but also just a touch of jealousy considering the open lust my now-girlfriend was showing for her twin's vaccine-fuck-friend. We really need to figure out some terms and definitions, I sighed. The tractor, in fact, did not turn over. It was deader than a doornail. With enough leverage and muscle power, we managed to get Leo's big planer; which he had thankfully already prepped for moving; onto a trailer we used with the ATVs and carefully towed the sucker with two guys on either side to keep it balanced and upright. Vanessa shooed me away after that, telling me to go keep packing up the valuables and let her paid gorillas do the heavy lifting. The big laborers all grumbled good-naturedly at her name-calling, and as I was leaving them I heard one trying, "Me Tarzan, you Jane." "Yeah, and I'll Jane you right in the mouth if you start trying to hit on me, Tarzan," she replied. "I don't shit where I eat, unlike you goddamned animals." Back in the house, Erica was helping Danielle start packing Leo's things up in his bedroom, so I went back to work cleaning out all the corners of the house. The one thing I realized was that I didn't actually need to be neat about anything. The last time I'd moved, when Leo and I had left our place back in Portland and come up to the homestead, half of the bother was cleaning everything up to make sure we got our security deposits back. This place was gonna get knocked over in two days, so what was the point of cleaning? I'd been trying to find time to sneak Erica to somewhere private, and maybe to fool around a bit now that that was part of our relationship, but Danielle was too full of questions. If she wasn't chatting with Erica, she was asking me all sorts of questions about the house, my family, and the deal with the land and the vaccine. I was happy to chat with her as we packed up the kitchen, or while she helped me as I handed her things out from the little root cellar under the house, but that smile and those eyes were hard not to get distracted by. Not to mention the braless cleavage in my shirt and her toned, bare midriff and legs since she only bothered to slip on a pair of booty shorts to complete her outfit. It turned out that Danielle had known about the vaccine longer than any of us by about a day and a half. The Government, whichever agency was running the whole thing, had gotten her contact information from a couple of the strip clubs in Portland where she'd been scheduled to work before the lockdown. Danielle was the kind of girl who took risks, so she immediately signed up to be a Phase 2 tester for the vaccine; Portland was one of three secondary trial locations across the country in 'Phase 2.' She'd asked around once she got tested and entered the Quarantine Hotel, and it turned out most of the women who'd been contacted had been sex workers of one sort or another; strippers, dancers, Only Fans models, high-end call girls, even a few honest to god porn stars. Danielle figured whoever was in charge had decided the sexual nature of the vaccine lent itself more easily to openly sexual people. It seemed... Well, it seemed weirdly logical to me, but also shady as hell. She'd received the same briefing Erica had, which she said had felt more like a meeting selling timeshares in Boca than anything else, had done the questionnaire and then picked a guy out of a list of twenty photos of her top 'matches'. She remembered seeing Leo on that first list but didn't remember why she picked the guy she did. They drove her to a big building in downtown Portland, but she never got out of the car. Her escorts came back about twenty minutes later and told her the guy wasn't a valid partner anymore, and she had to pick again. She got a new list, and Leo was on it. "I can't help but notice you aren't asking about him," I said to her as we were carrying the dining room table across the backyard towards the storage containers, each of us on an end. "You've gotten half my life story at this point. You're not curious about the guy you're, well, imprinted on?" Danielle smiled and shook her head. "Naw, I had my guy pegged the minute I saw him. I have all the time in the world to learn the details, I know what I need to know. He's sweet and boyish, and honest. You should have seen him blush when I walked up and kissed him. Hah! He didn't know what hit him." "Neither would I," I said. "You're quite the woman, Danielle. Leo's a lucky guy." "Well thanks, hun. But I have a feeling you'd know just what to do with me. I could see it in the way you were standing when I got out of that car yesterday." "The way I stand?" I asked. "Oh, for sure. You're a big guy. Muscly, but not a bodybuilder. You have that mountain-man vibe with the longer hair and the beard, but even after a couple of months of quarantine you still keep it trimmed and neat. And your eyes were looking at everything all at once. My Dad had eyes like yours, and he was Australian military back home. A man like you, if he isn't a prick, well... let's just say I've known a couple of gals with guys like you, and they are quite happy." We'd set the table down outside the storage containers and were headed back for the chairs now. "Well, thanks I guess. Hopefully Erica feels the same." "Oh, she does," Danielle smirked. "She may not realize it completely yet, but the way she's grinning to herself when she didn't think I was looking? She does." That little nugget of information made my heart sing. "Sorry if it's a button, but I noticed you said your Dad had eyes like mine. He's gone now?" I asked. "Hmm," Danielle nodded. "Years ago, so don't worry about it. Cancer. I was fifteen and it hit me hard. Mum got a boyfriend the next summer and within six months of that she moved us to California and I finished high school in the Valley. I hated the new guy, and then the guy after that, so I moved back to Sydney as soon as I could and was planning to go to school there. But then I took a job at a strip club to pay the bills, and the rest is history. I've been doing it for five years and did a tour up the east coast of the US last year, so I figured I'd do the west coast this year." "Oh, well, I'm still sorry to hear that. It all sounds tough," I said. "But I guess it's good you found your... calling?" "Hah," she laughed. "Something like that. I'm not like other girls who have specific ambitions. I've just been banking as much money as I can, while I can, and having fun doing it. I'm not looking to go to med school, or become a lawyer or something." We were carrying the last of the chairs, and Danielle was telling me a story about her senior year in high school when Leo came back. It turned out Danielle's accent, a bastard amalgamation of Aussie twang and Valley girl, was the one thing she disliked about herself but she was just plain terrible at trying to fix it and it was because of some traumatic bullying while she'd lived in the Valley. As soon as Leo came out of the mouth of one of the trails, the chair Danielle was carrying was forgotten as she dropped it in the middle of the yard and began sauntering over towards Leo and the surveyors. She looked like a lioness on the prowl, and Leo stopped when he saw her coming. The surveyors, about two-thirds of whom were men, all moved aside to let her past them, watching with big eyes as she stalked up, knocked Leo's baseball cap off his head and molded herself to him as she planted a kiss on him that I could feel searing from across the yard. And she didn't stop. They were kissing a solid thirty seconds, hands wrapped around each other, before the surveyors backed away and came towards me, shaking their heads and grinning. "We need fifteen minutes, then are you ready to head out again?" one of them asked as they got near me. "Sure, sure," I said. "How many are coming out?" "All of us," one of the ladies said. "About... fifteen?" "Jesus Christ," I said, shaking my head. "Hey, big project at speed. Most of the time you pick quality, quantity, or speed. The government wants all three, and they are throwing around the kind of money needed to make it happen right now," the first guy said. "We'll be working like crazy for the next two weeks getting all the info, then another two handing it all off to the developer team, then back on site again to make sure everything is being built in the right place." I headed back to the house to get my hiking gear back on. Danielle and Leo had stopped making out and were talking now, but I could see Leo was holding Danielle's hand while she had her other on his chest, and he was grinning and nodding along with whatever she was saying. I smiled, happy for my friend, and went inside. "Hey," I said when I found Erica upstairs, cleaning out my closets. "I need to head out in about ten minutes on another tour." "Oh yeah?" Erica asked, turning to face me. She was still wearing that tight t-shirt, her sweat from hard work making it stick to her a little more. It cupped under her tits, making them stand out just that touch more, and I could see the bumps of her nipples in the black fabric. "Yeah," I said lowly, and stepped beside her, offering her a hand to help her up. "And Danielle and Leo are out in the backyard talking right now." Erica's eyes lit up as she let me help her up. "Well why didn't you say so?" she asked, and I pulled her in to kiss her, feeling her tits press against my chest. She hummed happily into my lips and slid her tongue across mine. I picked her up without breaking the kiss and brought her over to the bed, and she lifted her legs up to circle my waist and cling to me as I laid her on her back. I was leaning over her and she wrapped her arms around my neck, keeping me close as we made out. "Hmm, I want you," she whispered between kisses. "Yeah?" I asked. "Good. I want you, too." "How bad do you want me?" Erica asked me. "Utterly. Totally. Bad to the bone." She snickered and pulled up her top over her tits, freeing them, and I shifted to quickly mouth over them, kissing as much of them as I could all at once and as quickly as I could. "Ooh, baby, baby," Erica crooned. "God, you make me feel so sexy." "You are sexy," I said, pulling away from her tits and mauling them with my hands as I lifted my lips back to her. "Deadly sexy. Femme fatale. Boss bitch." "You say the nicest things," she laughed. "I'm glad you aren't freaked out by all of this." "Oh, I'm freaked out more than enough," I said to her, pausing our kisses to press my forehead to hers and looking down, meeting her eyes. "The entire world stopped, and now it's going faster than it ever has before, but you Erica Lacoste are enough to make me not care about any of it." She cupped my cheeks with her hands, then ran her fingers through my beard and pulled me down to her, kissing me hard as she kept her eyes open, looking at me through the soulful, hungry kiss. There was a bang downstairs, the back door opening and closing, and we could just hear the muffled sounds of Leo talking with Danielle. "Fuck," I said, as Erica let go of my beard and our kiss ended. "Fuck," Erica groaned. "Fucking Leo." Erica straightened herself out, getting her shirt back on properly and standing back up, while I straightened my hair a moment and pulled it back and then changed into a new shirt. I caught Erica eyeing me up from across the room while I was shirtless, and she didn't even blush or look away. "Yummy," she said and winked. "You're trouble like this," I said with a smirk. "You don't know the half of it," Erica said. "I feel like I've been set free. The only thing keeping me from tearing your pants off is the thought of my brother being in the next room." That made me laugh, and as I got myself together and was ready to head out I kissed her one more time, one hand squeezing her ass and pulling her into me as I held the back of her head with the other. "Ugh, you bastard," she said when we separated. "You keep getting better at kissing me." "Just taking your cues," I said. "Fuck you like I hate you, right?" "Did I say that?" Erica thought. "God, everything yesterday went so fast." "Actually, I think you said you wanted someone to love you, but who fucks you like they don't. I figured that went for steamy kisses, too." "Oh, it certainly does," Erica said, one finger tracing down her boob and nipple over her shirt. "But now I'm going to need to change panties, you bastard. God, you're leaving me here soaking wet." "I prefer to think of you as simmering for later," I smirked, and she scoffed and threw a sock at me as I left the room. The tour with the Surveyors was slow going, but it was late in spring and we had plenty of light left to us. Leo had taken them along a bunch of the lowlands areas, so I took them up the other side of the property, pointing out some of the ponds and a couple of old growth copses of trees. There was a solitary Redwood on the property which they all agreed would be a shame to lose, and I pointed out some other big, ancient trees that served as landmarks. Deep into the hike we reached the Spring Pond, high on one of the rolling hills near the back of the property, and I showed them where I wanted mine, my sisters and Leo's houses to be built. I didn't much care how they organized the lots, but the Spring Pond fed down as a stream into the Nehalem River that bordered the property, and it had sweet, pure water that had been a swimming hole for my family for generations. Other than the old House itself, this was where the Black family had made their mark. It helped convince the Surveyors when I pointed out that my family graveyard, dating back more than a hundred and fifty years, was an acre up the slope overlooking the pond. At the mention of a Native burial ground I could almost see all of them shudder, not in fear of spiritual consequences but of Red Tape. I had a feeling this particular project wouldn't actually care one shit if they came across potential burial grounds, but all of these folks had horror stories of major projects getting stalled for months, or even years, by old bones in the ground. The sun was setting over the hills when I led them back down, having reached the very far edge of the property and pointing out the markers my great-great-grandfather had erected prior to the first World War. It was twilight during the last few minutes of the hike, and despite being veterans of their work I could tell the long day of heavy walking, questions, and note-taking on the move had drained them all. As they left, trudging around the house back to their work trailers to file away their notes, I saw Vanessa just shutting off the light in the barn. "Hey, how'd it go today?" I asked. "Good. Better than I hoped, actually," she said, grinning widely. "How's it going in the house with your wife and... who was that?" "Erica's my girlfriend, and that's kinda new, and Danielle is; well, it's a long story. How's a beer sound?" I asked. "That sounds fucking great, actually," Vanessa said. She checked her watch and then nodded. "I've got some time. I'm technically off shift already, we just don't have any time clocks or anything set up yet. I sent the boys back in the van about fifteen minutes ago, I'll take my truck back to the motel when we're done." I fetche
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Woof. This “dark moon download" feels HUGE. It's been wanting to come through a long time, and it couldn't have happened any earlier. I LOVE YOU! If this one resonates, that's your Yes to join me in a series of audio drops on Power, Visibility, & Leadership for just $44. This one is part of the Mystics Making Money series, AND like all of them it's so much more than how to make money if you're a mystic. This one is for anyone who resonates with what I describe here, and is ready to go deeper into the alchemy of lighting up your path with your own generous power. I'll be sharing the audio transmissions July 28-Aug 1, but since this is a fully asynchronous class, it's not too late to claim these if you find these episode after Aug 1, 2025. +++ E M E R G E N C E A S T R O L O G Y https://brittenlarue.com/ Instagram: @brittenlarue Order Living Astrology Join my newsletter here Check out my new podcast CRYSTAL BALLERS on Spotify, Podbean, and Apple. +++ Podcast art: Angela George. Podcast music: Jonathan Koe.
Gedit, Gedit Friday! Well well well... IT'S FRIDAY SHIFTERS! Come on now!... Jordan has a suspicion... A theory, that there is more than meets the eye at his gym... There is more than just working out going on... One, was this one of the greatest Disney movies ever written and two, did it deserve more than one time only in the spotlight... Woof?... And we sit down with some of our Future All Blacks ahead of their clash this Sunday against the mighty South Africa side... Hit that link below to stay caught up with anything and everything TMS. www.facebook.com/groups/3394787437503676/ We dropped some merch! Use TMS for 10% off. Here is the link: youknowclothing.com/search?options%5Bprefix%5D=last&q=tms Thank you to the team at Chemist Warehouse for helping us keep the lights on, here at The Morning Shift... www.chemistwarehouse.co.nz Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Today's word of the day is ‘electric' as in All-Star Game as in swing-off as in MLB as in getting right! What a night for MLB! What a moment! Wow! Let's break down the game and all the moments. From ABS to Hank Aaron tributes to dingers to Schwarbombs. LOVED IT! (21:40) MLBPA executive director Tony Clark met with the media before the All-Star Game and he had very strong feelings about the salary cap idea. Woof. Collusion? GMAB! (31:30) The Tampa Bay Rays are going to play games at home in the postseason… if it happens! Shocker! (37:50) Review: Thunderbolts. (39:10) Emmy nominations are out! (43:40) NPPOD. (44:00) Scottie Scheffler gave some responses to some questions before The Open Championship and whoa. The level of depth in his answers. The level of truth. It's something you rarely see. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Today's word of the day is ‘electric' as in All-Star Game as in swing-off as in MLB as in getting right! What a night for MLB! What a moment! Wow! Let's break down the game and all the moments. From ABS to Hank Aaron tributes to dingers to Schwarbombs. LOVED IT! (21:40) MLBPA executive director Tony Clark met with the media before the All-Star Game and he had very strong feelings about the salary cap idea. Woof. Collusion? GMAB! (31:30) The Tampa Bay Rays are going to play games at home in the postseason… if it happens! Shocker! (37:50) Review: Thunderbolts. (39:10) Emmy nominations are out! (43:40) NPPOD. (44:00) Scottie Scheffler gave some responses to some questions before The Open Championship and whoa. The level of depth in his answers. The level of truth. It's something you rarely see. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
https://www.charitybuzz.com/catalog_items/auction-lunch-with-david-samson-of-nothing-personal-3220102 Today's word of the day is ‘benjamins' as in big bills as in Brinks truck as in Thunder as in SGA as in Jalen Williams as in Chet Holmgren. That's right. The Thunder won the NBA title and now have locked up its Big 3 for $800 million! WHAT!? (10:30) Giannis has spoken. What did he say? A clue! A crumb! (17:00) Orioles owner David Rubenstein finally spoke for the first time since Brandon Hyde was fired. That was a month ago. Woof. What did he have to say? Injuries. (28:30) Review: The Bear Season 4. (34:15) Another American woman is in a Grand Slam Final. Amanda Anisimova is back in a final for the first time in 6 years. She had previously taken time off for mental health struggles. (42:50) We have another update on Lloyd Howell and the NFLPA. Uh oh. (48:00) NPPOD. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
https://www.charitybuzz.com/catalog_items/auction-lunch-with-david-samson-of-nothing-personal-3220102 Today's word of the day is ‘benjamins' as in big bills as in Brinks truck as in Thunder as in SGA as in Jalen Williams as in Chet Holmgren. That's right. The Thunder won the NBA title and now have locked up its Big 3 for $800 million! WHAT!? (10:30) Giannis has spoken. What did he say? A clue! A crumb! (17:00) Orioles owner David Rubenstein finally spoke for the first time since Brandon Hyde was fired. That was a month ago. Woof. What did he have to say? Injuries. (28:30) Review: The Bear Season 4. (34:15) Another American woman is in a Grand Slam Final. Amanda Anisimova is back in a final for the first time in 6 years. She had previously taken time off for mental health struggles. (42:50) We have another update on Lloyd Howell and the NFLPA. Uh oh. (48:00) NPPOD. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Today's word of the day is ‘consequences' as in the NHL as in NIL as in Canada as in change. Gavin McKenna is the lock of all locks to be the No. 1 pick in the 2026 NHL Draft. And he's going to college. A top Canadian JR player headed to the US is unheard of. But NIL has changed the world of hockey forever. (11:00) We have another investigation into an MLB agent. Another case of an agent taking advantage of a foreign player. It's sad. Someone had asked me a question about MLB owners and the MLBPA so let me answer that. (25:45) We have an F1 update! Christian Horner has been fired by Red Bull. Wow. (33:00) Review: Dept. Q. (36:30) Draymond Green sounded off on the new CBA. He said free agency is dead. He said players aren't educated on business. Hmm. (44:45) The Big Beautiful Bill is already upsetting Congress. Here we go. We've got people in Congress writing up bills to change the gambling law in the bill. Woof. (49:00) NPPOD. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Today's word of the day is ‘consequences' as in the NHL as in NIL as in Canada as in change. Gavin McKenna is the lock of all locks to be the No. 1 pick in the 2026 NHL Draft. And he's going to college. A top Canadian JR player headed to the US is unheard of. But NIL has changed the world of hockey forever. (11:00) We have another investigation into an MLB agent. Another case of an agent taking advantage of a foreign player. It's sad. Someone had asked me a question about MLB owners and the MLBPA so let me answer that. (25:45) We have an F1 update! Christian Horner has been fired by Red Bull. Wow. (33:00) Review: Dept. Q. (36:30) Draymond Green sounded off on the new CBA. He said free agency is dead. He said players aren't educated on business. Hmm. (44:45) The Big Beautiful Bill is already upsetting Congress. Here we go. We've got people in Congress writing up bills to change the gambling law in the bill. Woof. (49:00) NPPOD. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
This week on the pod, we wrap up our Ravenswood pre-game by revisiting PLL s04e13 “Grave New World”. Wow. This is maybe not the finest episode of Pretty Little Liars. Woof!Don't forget, the final book in our Trouble: Girl Detective mystery series is out now! Order Trouble to the Last Drop on Kindle, Paperback, or Hardcover now!
Fireworks might be fun for us, but for many four-legged family members, they're a noisy nightmare. So as July 4th approaches, we're sharing three tips to help calm the chaos and keep your furry friend feeling safe when the sky starts to boom and sparkle. To support more content like this, become an AARP member at aarp.org. And don't forget to subscribe for more tips and tricks to help make your life a little easier — and happier!
Welcome back to Home Base Nation! This is our sixth episode in a series where we talk with some of the folks at Home Base who wake up every day with the same mission in mind, regardless of their role at the Center of Excellence in the Navy Yard and beyond. Over the next several weeks, we will share the staff conversations I had with some of the hardworking professionals at Home Base who help treat the invisible wounds of veterans and military families. We have published 120 episodes since 2019. For this new season, we thought it would be a good idea to look back on some of the highlights of our conversations and select 20 episodes that resonated with veterans, service members, military families, and the civilians who support them.But first up, you'll hear from some of the folks at Home Base who wake up every day with the same mission in mind, no matter what they do at the Center of Excellence in the Navy Yard and beyond. For this episode, you will hear a brief conversation with Registered Dietitian and Manager of Clinical and Culinary Nutrition for the Home Base Program Nicolette Maggiolo, serving those in the Home Base Intensive Clinical Program, New England Warrior Health & Fitness Program, and Outpatient Clinic. Additionally, Nicolette has authored a Limited edition Home Base Cookbook that features over 100 original recipes with reflections from veterans and military families. With all proceeds benefiting Home Base. It even has a bonus dog treat recipe for your pup, honoring our beloved Home Base dog Gatsby. Woof. The cookbook was available at Stop and Shop in honor of Military Appreciation Month and once more become available we will share it here.Following my conversation with Nicolette, you'll hear an episode with Rock DJ and podcast host Mistress Carrie. A vehement supporter of U.S. troops and veterans, Mistress Carrie wanted to find a way to give back, and in 2006 she made her way to Iraq, as the first non-news journalist embedded with troops there, before "deploying" for a second time in Afghanistan in 2011, where she met Brigadier General (Ret.) Jack Hammond, who was leading command in Kabul at the time. Back in 2022, she stopped by the Home Base Center of Excellence to speak with Ron and General Hammond to speak about why supporting veterans matters so much and how she views service. Run To Home Base: Join Ron and his team and sign up individually or on another team at the 16th annual Run To Home Base on July 26th, 2025, at Fenway Park! Go to runtohomebase.orgPlease visit homebase.org for updates, programming, and resources if you or someone you know is struggling. Home Base Nation is the official podcast for the Home Base Program for Veterans and Military Families. Our team sees veterans, service members, and their families addressing the invisible wounds of war at no cost. This is all made possible thanks to a grateful nation. To learn more about how to help, visit us at www.homebase.org. If you or anyone you know would like to connect to care, you can also reach us at 617-724-5202.Follow Home Base on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, LinkedInThe Home Base Nation Team is Steve Monaco, Army Veteran Kelly Field, Justin Scheinert, Chuck Clough, with COO Michael Allard, Brigadier General Jack Hammond, and Peter Smyth.Producer and Host: Dr. Ron HirschbergAssistant Producer, Editor: Chuck CloughChairman, Home Base Media Lab: Peter SmythThe views expressed by guests on the Home Base Nation podcast are their own, and their appearance on the program does not imply an endorsement of them or any entity they represent. Views and opinions expressed by guests are those of the guests and do not necessarily reflect the views of the Massachusetts General Hospital, Home Base, the Red Sox Foundation, or any of its officials.
SPECIAL PODISODE! THREE YEARS SINCE THE FALL OF ROE? Woof. It's been a heavy three years and an even heavier past few weeks. June 24th marks the 3rd anniversary of the fall of Roe (sobs). So, diving into what has happened to abortion access since then means bringing in THE BIG GUNS. It's big Buzzkill energy as Lizz welcomes the incomparable constitutional genius Dr. Michele Goodwin to talk about just how damn far we've fallen and what legal challenges are ahead. Also sharing her reflections is abortion provider extraordinaire, CEO of Whole Woman's Health, Amy Hagstrom Miller. Since the fall of Roe (and before) Amy has sued Texas, Indiana, and the federal government, all while providing abortion care in states like Maryland, Virginia and Minnesota. Amy also recounts the terror she and her Minnesota staff experienced as the antiabortion terrorist Vance Boelter was on the loose.This truly is an eye-opening episode that everyone should listen to. Scared? Got Questions about the continued assault on your reproductive rights? THE FBK LINES ARE OPEN! Just call or text (201) 574-7402, leave your questions or concerns, and Lizz and Moji will pick a few to address on the pod! Times are heavy, but knowledge is power, y'all. We gotchu. OPERATION SAVE ABORTION: Sign up for virtual 2025 OSA workshop on August 9th! You can still join the 10,000+ womb warriors fighting the patriarchy by listening to our past Operation Save Abortion pod series and Mifepristone Panel by clicking HERE for episodes, your toolkit, marching orders, and more. HOSTS:Lizz Winstead IG: @LizzWinstead Bluesky: @LizzWinstead.bsky.socialMoji Alawode-El IG: @Mojilocks Bluesky: @Mojilocks.bsky.social SPECIAL GUESTS:Dr. Michele Goodwin IG: @michelebgoodwin Bluesky: @michelebgoodwin.bsky.socialAmy Hagstrom Miller IG: @amyhagstrommiller @wholewomans @wwhalliance GUEST LINKS:Whole Woman's Health WebsiteDr. Michele Goodwin's WebsiteREAD: “Policing the Womb”LISTEN: “On the Issues With Michele Goodwin” Podcast NEWS DUMP:Minnesota Shooter's List Reportedly Included Abortion Providers and AdvocatesCrisis Pregnancy Centers Ask Supreme Court to Revive Suit Against New JerseyAbortion Providers Challenge FDA's Remaining Mifepristone Restrictions in Federal Court EPISODE LINKS:TICKETS: Netroots Nations in New Orleans (use the code “BUZZKILLS” for 10% off)SIGN UP 8/9: (VIRTUAL) Operation Save Abortion at Netroots 2025 BUY AAF MERCH!Operation Save AbortionSIGN: Repeal the Comstock ActEMAIL your abobo questions to The Feminist BuzzkillsAAF's Abortion-Themed Rage Playlist SHOULD I BE SCARED? Text or call us with the abortion news that is scaring you: (201) 574-7402 FOLLOW US:Listen to us ~ FBK PodcastInstagram ~ @AbortionFrontBluesky ~ @AbortionFrontTikTok ~ @AbortionFrontFacebook ~ @AbortionFrontYouTube ~ @AbortionAccessFrontTALK TO THE CHARLEY BOT FOR ABOBO OPTIONS & RESOURCES HERE!PATREON HERE! Support our work, get exclusive merch and more! DONATE TO AAF HERE!ACTIVIST CALENDAR HERE!VOLUNTEER WITH US HERE!ADOPT-A-CLINIC HERE!EXPOSE FAKE CLINICS HERE!GET ABOBO PILLS FROM PLAN C PILLS HERE!When BS is poppin', we pop off!
Something major happened in the NCAA this past Friday, the house settlement. Schools can now directly pay college athletes. MAJOR! Let's talk about what will happen next. Tanking. Lawsuits. Drama. Transfers. You name it. (18:00) Craig Kimbrel was DFA'd by after one game. Woof. Why did the Braves do this? (28:30) The Rays stadium may be fixed. More and more money being spent to fix The Trop. How fun. (34:30) Michael Jordan is in some trouble. This time in NASCAR. Let's talk about why he's in trouble and what could happen. (41:00) NBA expansion. Is it happening or not? Is Seattle and Vegas getting a team or not? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Something major happened in the NCAA this past Friday, the house settlement. Schools can now directly pay college athletes. MAJOR! Let's talk about what will happen next. Tanking. Lawsuits. Drama. Transfers. You name it. (18:00) Craig Kimbrel was DFA'd by after one game. Woof. Why did the Braves do this? (28:30) The Rays stadium may be fixed. More and more money being spent to fix The Trop. How fun. (34:30) Michael Jordan is in some trouble. This time in NASCAR. Let's talk about why he's in trouble and what could happen. (41:00) NBA expansion. Is it happening or not? Is Seattle and Vegas getting a team or not? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
This is a bonus preview of the Book Riot Podcast's most recent Patreon-only episode. Jeff and Rebecca catch up with each other's recent reading and give some non-book media takes. For example: Fountain of Youth. Woof. To listen to the full episode and get access to literally every Patreon-only thing we have done over the last three years, go to Patreon to sign up. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Corbin Burnes is hurt. Felt a pop in his elbow. This is bad bad bad news for the Diamondbacks! (5:26) A Yankees fan was hit by a piece of concrete during a Dodgers game this past weekend. How can that happen? What happens next? (15:00) Cooper Flagg reportedly made some huge money at Duke. New Balance paid up. Fanatics paid up. NIL money is something serious. (24:00) NPPOD. (29:40) Zion Williamson is in some trouble. He's been accused of rape, abuse, mental abuse, you name it. It stems from a previous relationship he was in. What a bad career he's had to this point. True or not here. Just a disappointment. (93:00) Jackie Caglianone is getting called up. Big time prospect. Is this smart for the team's future? Should they have waited? (39:00) The online abuse needs to stop. Fans need to stop. We've reach a point where enough has to be enough. We cannot accept all the threats being sent player's, or people's, way. (51:00) The Marlins DFA'd a player after a 3-error game. Woof. Let's explain what happened here. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Corbin Burnes is hurt. Felt a pop in his elbow. This is bad bad bad news for the Diamondbacks! (5:26) A Yankees fan was hit by a piece of concrete during a Dodgers game this past weekend. How can that happen? What happens next? (15:00) Cooper Flagg reportedly made some huge money at Duke. New Balance paid up. Fanatics paid up. NIL money is something serious. (24:00) NPPOD. (29:40) Zion Williamson is in some trouble. He's been accused of rape, abuse, mental abuse, you name it. It stems from a previous relationship he was in. What a bad career he's had to this point. True or not here. Just a disappointment. (93:00) Jackie Caglianone is getting called up. Big time prospect. Is this smart for the team's future? Should they have waited? (39:00) The online abuse needs to stop. Fans need to stop. We've reach a point where enough has to be enough. We cannot accept all the threats being sent player's, or people's, way. (51:00) The Marlins DFA'd a player after a 3-error game. Woof. Let's explain what happened here. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
This week join Paige and Mando as they sit with Todd from Horror Virgin to discuss the scariest topics known to humans. Death. Woof. I promise, it's more fun than it sounds. Also, we have a Patreon! [Insert Air Horn Noises Here] If you'd like to donate and join our cult, please visit www.patreon.com/cultpodcast or visit our website and click on the Patreon tab. Also also, if you'd like to listen to Armando's new show, Boyfriend Material, click this link right here or go to linktr.ee/midnightsnack.tv
Today's word of the day is ‘nerves' as in nervous as in collapse as in performance as in sweat. What am I talking about? Well, this weekend was full of nerves. Game 7s, PGA Championship final round. And we heard from Shai Gilgeous-Alexander, who could be the MVP, go out and be his best self and then after the game talked about how nervous he was. Nikola Jokic on the other hand was honest about his thoughts about this current Nuggets team. (16:30) The Florida Panthers smoked the Toronto Maple Leafs in Game 7. Woof. The Maple Leafs still haven't won a title since 1967! (20:40) Brandon Hyde was fired by the Baltimore Orioles. It came just 2 weeks after his GM, Mike Elias, gave him the kiss of death… a vote of confidence. (34:10) Review: Elton John - Never Too Late. (36:20) The Phillies are in some trouble. Jose Alvarado has been suspended for 80 games for a weight-loss drug. No postseason for him. (47:00) Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Today's word of the day is ‘nerves' as in nervous as in collapse as in performance as in sweat. What am I talking about? Well, this weekend was full of nerves. Game 7s, PGA Championship final round. And we heard from Shai Gilgeous-Alexander, who could be the MVP, go out and be his best self and then after the game talked about how nervous he was. Nikola Jokic on the other hand was honest about his thoughts about this current Nuggets team. (16:30) The Florida Panthers smoked the Toronto Maple Leafs in Game 7. Woof. The Maple Leafs still haven't won a title since 1967! (20:40) Brandon Hyde was fired by the Baltimore Orioles. It came just 2 weeks after his GM, Mike Elias, gave him the kiss of death… a vote of confidence. (34:10) Review: Elton John - Never Too Late. (36:20) The Phillies are in some trouble. Jose Alvarado has been suspended for 80 games for a weight-loss drug. No postseason for him. (47:00) Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
We start things off today with what happened at PNC ballpark yesterday in Pittsburgh. A fan fell from the right field wall onto to the field. It was an ugly scene. The fan is reportedly in critical condition. Just a nightmare scenario. Today's word of the day is ‘First A' as in the first A of the baseball season is over with as in April ball is done as in the good as in the bad as in the other. We start with the GOOD of April… it's Aaron Judge. That's it. He's on a different planet! (12:00) Here's what was bad through April… the Rockies. (14:00) Remember torpedo bats? Remember the Rays? (16:40) What in the world is going on with Bill Belichick? (32:45) Review: Sideways. (37:50) NPPOD. Let's talk about the Lakers. Not great! (46:45) The Falcons were fined big money for the Jax Ulbrich incident. DC Jeff Ulbrich was also fined big money. Woof. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
Today's word of the day is ‘free fall' as in NFL Draft as in Shedeur Sanders as in prank calls as in collusion as in crazy. Shedeur Sanders was a top QB prospect and he fell to the 5th round. People lost their minds. Experts lost their minds. Analysts lost their minds. Why? Another part of the Sanders story was a prank call he received… from the son of the Falcons defensive coordinator! (18:50) Devin Williams is no longer the Yankees closer. We are one month into the season. Woof. (27:10) A Guardians fan was removed from the stadium on Sunday after horrific comment made to Red Sox LF Jarren Duran. Just awful stuff. (36:50) Review: The Assessment. (39:10) What is the purpose of replay in sports if in the most critical moments you miss things and can't review? (45:32) NPPOD. (47:05) Tyler Glasnow is hurt again. Before it was cramps and now it's his shoulder. He joins a long list of Dodgers pitchers that are all hurt. Why is this happening? Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
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