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#0375: Robert S.Bader on The Marx Brothers; & IT specialist Nick Paras on computer hacking

Featuring Robert S. Bader, author of Four of the Three Musketeers: The Marx Brothers on Stage; IT specialist Nick Paras, president & founder of Alpha Computing Solutions, on preventing computer hacking; and Stuart Nulman with another edition of Book Banter

Before film made them international comedy legends, the Marx Brothers developed their comedic skills on stage over a period of a quarter of a century. Robert S. Bader chronicles that era with his book Four of the Three Musketeers: The Marx Brothers on Stage.

By the year 2020 billions of devices will be connected to the internet. With all this technology, consumers are exposed to an increased risk of falling victim to criminal activity such as being hacked. We get some security tips from information technology expert, Nick Paras, president and founder of Alpha Computing Solutions.

Stuart Nulman with another edition of Book Banter.  This week’s reviewed book is Cross Kill written by James Patterson, (Little, Brown, $5.99).

This week’s opening slate is presented by former broadcaster turned high school teacher, Kevin Holden.

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#0374: Ritch Shydner, Tom Scarda & The Gabby Cabby

Featuring comic Ritch Shydner, author of Kicking Through The Ashes; franchise expert,Tom Scarda on the one-year anniversary of McDonald’s all day breakfast; and Peter Franklin, the Gabby Cabby, shares a slice of the Big Apple from his yellow mobile conveyance lounge

The 1980’s saw an explosion of stand-up comedy and Ritch Shydner was at ground zero, with other young comics such as Jay Leno, Jerry Seinfeld, Roseanne Barr and Tim Allen.  Now he has written a book sharing his experiences during those wild times called Kicking Through The Ashes.

Last week was the one year anniversary of the very successful McDonald’s All-Day Breakfast menu in the United States. Franchise expert, Tom Scarda, shares some of the reasons for their success. He’s the author of Franchise Savvy: 6 Strategies Pros Use to Pick Top Performing Franchises.

Peter Franklin, the Gabby Cabby, is in New York to share a slice of the Big Apple from his yellow mobile conveyance lounge.

This week’s opening slate is presented by voice over artist, broadcaster and former co-worker, Rob Wreford

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#0373: Linda S. Godfrey, Yolanda M. Tucker & Stuart Nulman

Featuring Linda S. Godfrey, author of Monsters Among Us talking about the strange creatures of legend that may lurk around us; Yolanda M. Tucker, author of Blessed Beyond Belief on the secrets to unlocking a woman’s mind; and Stuart Nulman with another edition of Book Banter

Linda S. Godfrey is an author and investigator who has written 17 books on strange creatures. Her latest book is Monsters Among Us: An Exploration of Otherworldly Bigfoots, Wolfmen, Portals, Phantoms, and Odd Phenomena.

To many men, the inner workings of a woman’s mind are a complete mystery. Is it a mystery that should be unlocked? Yolanda M. Tucker is a lifestyle strategist and empowerment expert and the author of Blessed Beyond Belief and also Lessons Learned: My Reflection.

Stuart Nulman is in with another edition of Book Banter.  This week’s reviewed book is This Is a Book About the Kids in the Hall written by John Semley, (ECW Press, $19.95).

This week’s opening slate is presented by Carolyn Fe, singer/songwriter for the Carolyn Fe Blues Collective. She has three award winning CD’s and also hosts an online blues radio show.

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Mekia Cox

#0372: Actress Mekia Cox; legal pot seller, Mike Babins & author/comic Jeffrey Gurian

Featuring actress Mekia Cox from two hit TV series, ABC’s Secrets & Lies and NBC’s Chicago Med; Mike Babins owner of Vancouver’s Evergreen Cannabis Society; and Jeffrey Gurian, author of Man Robs Bank With His Chin & Laughing Legends

Actress Mekia Cox is very busy. She has featured roles in not one, but two hit television series this season. She’s a lead actress in the second season of Secrets & Lies on ABC and she also has a recurring role on the NBC drama, Chicago Med.

Mike Babins and his wife live in British Columbia where they run a non-profit compassion club called Evergreen Cannabis Society.

Jeffrey Gurian is the author of two new books, Man Robs Bank with His Chin: And Other Stories Missed by the Mainstream Media and Laughing Legends: How The Comic Strip Club Changed The Face of Comedy. You can also follow him on his YouTube channel.

This week’s opening slate is presented by Chris Jackson, co-host of The Spoon. He also a musician/singer/songwriter who fronts the band Nice Guy Eddie

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#0371: NASA expert, Rod Pyle; remembering actor Hugh O’Brian; & dream analyst Craig Webb

Featuring NASA expert, Rod Pyle, author of two new books, Mars: Making Contact & Blueprint For A Battlestar; we remember the late actor, Hugh O’Brian, who died earlier this month at 91, with a portion of an interview we did with him from February 2015; and dream analyst, Craig Webb, author of The Dreams Behind The Music.

NASA expert Rod Pyle, has two new books out, Mars: Making Contact and Blueprint for a Battlestar.

Remembering Hugh O’Brian, the acting legend and one of the last remaining classic Western stars, best remembered as the star of the TV series, The Life And Legend Of Wyatt Earp. He passed away on September 5th at the age of 91. He was originally on the program in February 2015. Hugh had written his memoir, entitled Hugh O’Brian: Or What’s Left Of Him.

Craig Webb is a dream analyst and the author of The Dreams Behind The Music: Learn Creative Dreaming as 100 Top Artists Reveal their Breakthrough Inspirations.

This week’s opening slate is presented by Mike Babins, owner of Evergreen Cannabis Society, one of the only approved and fully licensed compassion clubs in Vancouver

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Faux Stories From Real Pictures

Ronald Drumpf has never seen the upside of success like his more famous second cousin Donald Trump has. While both branches of the genealogical tree have had long careers in real estate, the Trump name has been more synonymous with upscale ventures.

Ronald Drumpf, on the other hand didn’t seem to have the vision, ego, or more grandiose projects that his high profile relative is known for. The Drumpf name was on such unspectacular structures such as storage warehouses, military barracks and juvenile detention centers. Drumpf’s most ambitious project was the failed Drumpf Potty World Amusement Park where the most popular ride was a giant replica of a human colon. It failed in its first season. Besides the lack of patrons, bad publicity ensued when a 10-year-old boy was trapped for four hours inside a large sigmoid.

There was also no love lost between the two family factions. The schism began when one side chose to drop the ancestral spelling of their stoic last name for that of a common term used in pedestrian card games.

Ronald Drumpf had fallen on hard times. In addition to his failed businesses, he gambled heavily in the stock market and everything he invested in turned to lead (especially his large holdings in a lead-based paint company). His health declined and so did his actual house in a nondescript corner of Upstate New York, extremely close to the Canadian border, but not close enough to take advantage of Canadian health care.

In a moment of desperation, Ronald Drumpf reached out to his famous agnate magnate in the hopes of getting a hand up. Plus deep inside he always wanted to bury the hatchet and end the generational family feud.

Along with a lengthy letter, Drumpf sent pictures of his family house to Trump in the hopes that Donald would take mercy on Ronald and help him out financially. In the letter he even stressed how he had to walk five miles into town just to mail the letter.

Trump responded almost immediately. He dug deep into his pockets and sprung for a brand new mailbox in front of Drumpf’s house. So while Ronald Drumpf still lives in squalor he now has the best looking mailbox in his neighbourhood.

And as a bonus, like clockwork each month he finds discount coupons for Trump Steaks inside. Because that’s what family’s for!

That’s the Stuph – the way I see it!

Faux Stories From Real Pictures

He was a respected leader in his community. A winged warrior. A feathered friend. Sgt. Sidney Schlitz served his country admirably; he was a highly decorated flyer in the Air Force. From the time he hatched, Sgt. Schlitz was a beak ahead of all others, soaring to unimaginable heights. He never shied away from the difficult tasks in life, nor did he subject his men to dangers he wasn’t willing to take himself. His troops loved him for that. They admired his dedication and resolve.

It was his life of selfless acts and a love for his command that brought many out to honour him in death as he lay in repose, leading to what would be a well chronicled full military funeral; a fitting tribute to a hero of so many battles.

Once his service records officially become declassified, the history books will be filled with his daring exploits. The dive bombing raids on enemy combatants long before the use of drones, the reconnaissance missions in the mines and caves of far away lands, and his spectacular air battles with birds of a different feather from foreign fowl forces, just to name a few.

But the powers that be will try to downplay the manner in which Sgt. Schlitz died. It’s an embarrassing tale of hubris and bravado heard all too often in the military ranks. The refusal to believe that age, and all that goes with it, catches up to even the bravest military officers.

As the years passed, Sgt. Schlitz didn’t fly as high as he used to, or as fast. And despite mounting pressure for him to take a complete physical he was not the commander he once was. Complicating the issue was his failing eyesight. On his last mission, it ultimately led to his downfall.

In a midnight raid on a hot summer night in a dimly lit warehouse on the outskirts of enemy territory, Sgt. Schlitz flew too low to the ground. He didn’t see the long extension cord, he didn’t hear the whirring symphony, and he didn’t feel the breeze. But sadly, Sgt. Schlitz flew right into a Honeywell Oscillating Turbo Prop Cooling Unit.

But as what’s left of him now lies in state, and as those who reminisce of his triumphs and mourn his passing file by, thanks to redacted government records, few will ever know that Schlitz hit the fan.

That’s the Stuph – the way I see it!

Faux Stories From Real Pictures

Have you ever wondered about the lonely sock you see in the gutter, on the street or in a field? What’s their story? Well, this is the lonely tale of Paddington Wentworth Sock III. He was a right sock, both literally and figuratively. His politics stressed small government, law and order, a deep religious faith and the status quo of generations.

His “sole” mate was Eunice Mona Sock, a left leaning bohemian atheist who danced to the rhythm of her own drum beat, espoused peace, love and the brotherhood of man and felt it was society’s duty to help those below their standing. But they were a match.

While a passion burned between Paddington and Eunice, their political differences often led to heated arguments. One such battle took place in the dryer. A fight brewed over which political candidate to support. As the dryer got hotter, they tumbled into a lint-filled abyss of animosity and distrust. When the cycle was over . . . Eunice was gone!

Paddington was distraught. Where did Eunice go? How did she vanish from a locked spinning metal cauldron of moisture removal? Was his biggest fear finally coming true? Deep in his gut Paddington always believed Eunice would leave him one day. She was too much of a free spirit to be tied down to such a heel.

But Paddington wasn’t giving up. He had invested his heart into the relationship. He was determined to find Eunice, literally searching high and low, from power lines and trees to gutters and highway medians.

He began seeing Eunice everywhere. Was that child in the playground wearing Eunice? Was that cat violently trying to maul Eunice? Was that teenage boy committing unspeakable acts with Eunice? Was that Grandma polishing flatware with Eunice? It all became too much for Paddington to handle.

Finally, he decided the only way to go was divine intervention. He turned to his faith, hoping his prayers for forgiveness would bring Eunice back. As devout as he was before, he had now become the most religious sock you ever saw. He was spotted daily at a shrine searching for salvation, one step at a time. This was his last hope, because he didn’t want to go back to his life before Eunice. It was just too dark. But, that’s a yarn for another day.

That’s the Stuph – the way I see it!

Faux Stories From Real Pictures

Several storeys above the city Percival contemplated his next move. He was a cat with a conundrum, a frenzied feline. Was this how it was all going to end? What was it that literally brought him to the edge?

Percival the pampered pussy questioned whether there was more to life than staring at the humans who fed him as he plotted their demise. Sure he had all the cat toys and catnip he wanted, but deep down in his cat gut he knew there was more to life than chasing that mysterious beam of light around the house that seemed to come from one of his owner’s strange looking writing implements.

He acknowledged there was a whole existence beyond his ivory tower. He had seen other creatures in the wild fending for themselves, but he knew his life was better. From his perch he occasionally spotted a raccoon flummoxed by the latches of a recycling bin, witnessed birds battling over an errantly thrown French fry or a dog making a break for freedom only to literally reach the end of its rope. But still he wanted more. Peeing on his human’s pillows and carving his initials in the furniture just didn’t give him the same fanatical feline high that it did when he was a kitten. So here he was, Percival on the precipice in a kitty calamity, reciting words from The Clash, “should I stay or should I go?”

But then a moment of sober second thought washed over him. He was a cat. His humans kept telling him he had nine lives. No matter how painful the outcome of this rash decision was, it might have to be repeated eight more times. On the other hand, if he just stuck to the original plan and continued to torment his humans, maybe he could drive them out on this ledge. Suddenly a smile came over Percival. He knew what he had to do. The vertical view was spectacular, but it wasn’t going to be his final one. All he needed was to figure out how to work his human’s magic pen. If he could just find a way to get one of those idiot bipeds to chase the light beam toward the window . . . gravity would do the rest!

That’s the Stuph – the way I see it.

Faux Stories From Real Pictures

Gustav Gull was mournful. It had been awhile, but he was still reeling from the loss of the love of his life, Gretchen. Gretchen and Gustav used to soar great heights together. They met because they hung out at similar spots, and both had the same sense of humour.

Dive bombing outdoor diners at local fast food restaurants gave them hours of joy. Eating discarded fries kept them full. And after eating, high flying target practice on shiny new cars made them squawk with delight, especially when they came across leather-upholstered high end convertibles with the top down.

Messing with the heads of humans, both literally and figuratively, was what attracted Gustav to Gretchen. Her maniacal distaste for mankind was an aphrodisiac to him. Even now, in his rare happy moments, Gustav manages a smile when he remembers the time Gretchen snuck up behind a chubby Boy Scout in a canoe who was eating a giant ice cream sandwich.

She whizzed by his head so fast, ever-so-slightly grazing his ear; that the poor kid jumped three feet in the air. Unfortunately when he landed, he missed the boat entirely and had to be rescued by the Scout Master. Gustav warmly reminisced on how Gretchen almost spit up a worm, laughing so hard at the sight.

But that sense of humour was ultimately Gretchen’s undoing. It was last year, at the annual balloon festival, that Gretchen played her favourite and most dangerous prank. She used to buzz around the head of the balloon pilots, scaring their passengers.

Today Gustav thinks back at the horror of Gretchen’s unfortunate final misstep, when she flew between the gondola and balloon just for kicks, and met her untimely demise, being instantly flame broiled by a fiery blast.

Deep down inside Gustav knows Gretchen’s demise was her own undoing and there was no one else to blame. But still, he seethed with hatred in his grief and vowed one day to plot his revenge on the humans who dared hover in his airspace.

Gustav was a gull with a gripe; the original angry bird. “One day,” he said, “humans will pay. And that’s a promise. It’s not just hot air.”

That’s the Stuph – the way I see it.