Hello everybody, welcome back to my V-log, to my channel, there's another audio amplifier circuit, or kit, and this one is a Iyama 2 pieces MX50 SE 100 watts x 2 dual channels audio power amplifier board. I'm just reading the description from the page, I just chucked that page up there for you quick, so you can have a look. So there's a whole bunch of components here, there is for two channels, so the individual channels, which is nice, I'm only going to build up the one, I do like the, I do like that on there, it's pretty cool, pretty cute. Well, what's that say, there you go, information there, information on there, oh, what's that say about the gain, so you can adjust the gain, 22, put a 470 arboon, or a 330, a 31 gain. Alright, that's pretty good, the voltage is, alright, so that's interesting, that's on the board. So we've got some heatsinks here, all sorts of chips here, this is KTDs, these are Korean jubbys, the main output chips, 10, 47 may look familiar, but I don't think it's the same. I'll stick a thing up on the screen for it, we've got a whole bunch of the same resistors, which is nice, then I've loads and loads of different values, I can just do a one-value one here, I don't know what the rest are. That's why it's good to have the old meter in the background there, and we've got some more, I believe the transistors, I'm not sure we'll have to look them up, what we've got, what's that? That is, for anybody who's taking notice, that's probably the same thing, can't all be the same, well, and my, my, my, are they alright there? There we go, and you get all the screws and some terminal for some spade connector female jobbies to go over there, so the capacitors here are, that says it's a Rubicon, which is quite nice, we do like Rubicon, and what we've got here, we've got MXB Sam Young, 15 ohm jobbie, 100 microfarad, and I presume the rest of these are going to be the same, I wonder if that was, well, it really seems like there's been one Rubicon so far, oh no, this could be a Rubicon, yeah, we've got another Rubicon, these are 470 microfarads at 16 volts, and it's quite nice, we've got some nice little, these 0.1 ohm 5 watt resistors, they're going to get by the power output, and some other, you know, some metalised capacitors and such, and bigger in there, I presume, let's have a look at this, what's that? 334, what's that? 33? No, no, no, got the micro, but sure, yeah, let's have a stick this on there, so I can get a new one that is in the background, 3.4, so that's probably the input there, let's have a look, yeah, 3.3 microfarad, okay, so that's our input, probably, yeah, from the positive to one side of that, alright, you heard then, so what we're going to do then is, there's some, looks like one watts resistors, we've got our bits here, the insulators and that for the transistors, that's nice, it doesn't look like, looks like there's just 4 insulators, so these ones here, I suppose the case is, no, yeah, it's looking at the back, because I don't have any metal, so you don't need to insulate them from here, and this has got this black stuff on anyway, so you should still, probably put insulators on if you need them, if you've got metal backs, but these ones don't have, so that's okay. Alright then, right, I'm going to build up one of their channels, I'm not going to build them both up right now, and we're going to test it, and just see what it's like in there, go from there, alright?  Alright guys, so here it is built up, I've got it on a heat sink already, everything's in there, correct? I put these, I didn't have any of these connectors, so what I did was go through my old box of cables and found some of the connectors, and so here it is, you've got it on the heat sink, and it's looking good, get it nice and clean. I don't know what it is, is it an owl, is it a panda bear, is it? I'm not sure what it is. But okay, so that's ready to go then, and what we're going to do is we're going to get it tipped up to our inputs here, so this is our main input, this is going from the wave generator, and then we've got our power and our atome output, so we've got a ground here that does for everything, and then we've got our output here for the audio, and we have, and then this bunch of wires, if I get this right, if I put this out to this now, here a bunch of wires from the power supply, so I'm going to use the power supply, and on this side it should be black, means that we've got, again, onto the ground, and we're going to have our red and black the other way round, I do believe that that's going to be in there, and that's going to be there, I will do a quick little check, because it's always good to just make sure that's VCC+, and it does, alright then, so that's why I just showed you it without the wires there, because this is a bit of a mess, we'll pop on our power supply, now we're going to be using the waveforms with this, with the analog discovery 2, because it's a 14 bit, and it works really well with audio, I do like that, now the first thing I'm going to do is, just quick check again, I'm going to the power supply required for this, and I do believe it's plus minus 15 to plus minus 45, and it says the output power is 100 watts at 8 ohms at plus minus 42 volts, and there should be a quiescent current of approximately 30 milliamps, now there's no way of adjusting the quiescent current on this, there's no variable resistor, so that suggests to me that the quiescent current is fixed, and if it's 30 milliamp, and you've got that big old voltage range, as the voltage goes up and temperature goes up, the quiescent current will rise, and it will rise, especially with the voltage going up, so I'm not quite sure, well I thought I would peek at that, and it's easy enough for us to look at it, because we can just look over here, and see what current's being used when this is on, so let me just, I'm just going to put this into this tracking mode, alright so that's enabled, and we're on 15 volts already on this thing, so that's good enough, we'll start off with 15 volts, and while we do that actually, let's just have a little look at the quiescent current there, and let me just put it in closer so you can see, we'll just look at the amperage, and this is for one channel, so combined we've got like 40 milliamp quiescent current, and that's at 15 volts, now if I start turning the voltage up just to, just put it across there, 105, let's say we're going to go for the 30, yeah 32, now we can see that that quiescent current is going up, right, but not on 30 milliamps, I'm just going up, and we're going up, we're going up, so it reckons 42 volts, it can do up to, or 45 volts, and as you can see the quiescent current would be going, rising, rising, rising, I'm going to turn that down, I don't like the idea that it's going to go up that high anyway, let's have a look, 25 volts, so it just stabilizes out a little bit, alright we'll call that stable 25 volts, let's just say if it's 24 volts it'll probably be even better, okay let me just back that out again, okay guys so I just wanted to do a quick little what I meant by the quiescent current will change with temperature as well, so there's no input going into this at the moment, we're just going to power it on, and what we're going to notice is that the quiescent current there will rise, as this warms up it'll rise, and obviously it's not going to rise as much as what it would regarding voltage, but nevertheless with temperature this will still rise, and of course we wanted to understand whether it was any good for you know the 42 volts range getting straight in there, you know we can obviously see that that's not going to stick to 30 mA, anyway that's it, it's rising and that's what I wanted to show, so let's, I'm going to leave that there, because we're going to start these tests now, and first of all, we'll just get this going on the waveforms, and we are at, on here we've got 5 volts per division, 5, 10, 15, 25, yep, there's channel 2, just ignore that, we're really doing channel 1 here, and we've got a time base of 5 mA, we're going to put that down to 500 so we can see the nice sinusoidal curve, and we're going to switch this on now, and just start going up, on the input there, and so we can see we've got a peak to peak of 30 volts, and we keep going up, keep going up, keep going up, so we want to just push it to where it starts clipping, and I think I saw it clipping top and bottom nice and symmetrically, it's going to back that off to around about there, and we'll just change the time base of this so it looks a bit more easier to read, now by the looks of this, it looks like there's some distortion there anyway, so let's just turn this down a little tiny bit, so we get that so it looks reasonably nice, we turn it all the way down there like that's no good, but that's too much, so let's just, let's just so we can push it to about there, and have a quick little look at that again just to make sure it's not doing anything dodgy, look at it here, now it looks present enough, that looks okay, let's make anything wrong with that, I'm going to put that like that, and so that's what we've got, so what I'm going to do then is I'm just going to stop that there, stop that there, we can see that we've got a 765 millivolt input going into that, and we can see what was going on with the current mirror, let's just look across here, so these are all the 65 down, so there's no way you're going to hear any of this, this is just the other harmonics, it's nothing bad, nice, low noise floor in general, it's alright, so you know, I can't say this is bad at all, now I'm not going to bother doing a sweep on here, what I am going to do is we'll just stick on the other, but a software which is the Audio Analyzer, for that we want to go into Windows, okay guys, so we've got the Audio Analyzer software, so we're set up here, 10 hertz, 20,000 hertz, bandwidth 50k, and we're going to go out of 5 watts 8 times, and we're just going to look at it like that, 5 watts because we don't want too much noise to be in there by being, you know, really low, 1 watt you can have a big noise to signal, okay, so there we are, 1720 kilohertz, 0.1, we've got a little bit of a spike there, but I say 0.14, and all this stays with me, nice, now I'm just going to quickly do this again at 10 watts, and just to see what the difference is going to be, alright, just before I do that, let's just check out first of all, get rid of the noise out of the signal, and there you go, that looks a lot more, a lot more tame, 20 hertz, not 0.05, alright, that's at 20 hertz, now my speakers aren't going to be able to do anything with this until we get to 30, 34 hertz, so back here we've got 0.04, that's beautiful, now it's just going on my speakers, you know, so that's absolutely great, so I'm going to put the noise back in again, and I'm just going to go for this at 10 watts, okay, that's our 10 watts, and again, that looks lovely, 20 hertz, not 0.09, I've got a peak here, 0.12, there we get rid of the noise, and we look at that again, and that's lovely, 0.07, our peak here now is around about 0.06, lovely, can't really complain with that, can't really complain at all, let's switch it over to this, and we're going to go from 1 to 100 watts, we're going to allow for 1% distortion, where it will switch itself off, and we'll see what we get out of this, then we've got 25 volts going in, besides the negative, positive 25 volts, okay, that's lovely, I mean, look at this, so if you're creating music again, we're at 25 watts here, between 25 and 30 watts, where I go there, you're at 0.04, in this area, lovely, and so we can get 30 watts out of that voltage, and you've got 33 there before you get to, that's at 0.5%, and the 1% there is 34 watts, 33.2 there, so that's nice, a quick look at the frequency response, here we're going to put a level in of 0.3, 0.4, let's just go 0.4, and channel 1, and run that, what can I say, very nice, that is very nice, that's from our 20 hertz there, and there's, even from this at 10 hertz, which really we're not, but the 30 hertz is very decent audio range, and the difference between this and this here is 0.02 there, we put that back to the 20 there, 0.08, and we go 0 minus 0.16, 0.0940, it's at 30 ish, 20, yeah, nothing really to report, that's very nice, that's very nice, so alright, well I'm going to say then, just let's back out of that for a second, come back to this, that's a winner, that's a winner, winner chicken dinner, and I'll tell you for why, because that was 13 pounds for shipping, and I'll tell you a quick little tip, the reason why I would go for the free shipping and everything, is because everything I buy off AliExpress and lots of other places I get 10% back, 10% cash back, alright, there's the UK guys, I'm not sure what it would be in the United States or around the world, sorry, but for the UK guys, completesavings.co.uk and you can do RS components, Farn Aliacan, AliExpress, Banggood, there's a whole bunch of them out there, and you can get 10% back on everything, so that's the way I look at it every time I think, alright, £13.88, I get £1.38 back, but it's £1.38, you don't get it back on shipping and you don't get it back on taxes either, so if you find stuff and it's always like, then they say it's like, yeah, £1 for the amplifier, but £30 for shipping, you're not going to get anything back really, but for this sort of thing, it's all good, right, that's it for that guys, that's it for me, big thumbs up this one and I'll catch you in the next one, bye for now.


Picked up a few bugs yesterday, didn't I? Oh boy Wheels are still looking nice though lots of oil still so this is our load today Pretty small actually It's in a rush. I need to get this to Geraldton, Ontario today as soon as possible So I'm just doing my pre-trip waiting for my log to say hey you can get back on the road We'll be back at it Let's get going. I just called the receiver. He is waiting for me. He's excited to get his product I'm excited to deliver it. It's gonna be a good day.  I Want to try to keep them shining longer this year But it is a lot of maintenance like you get it polished and that's not the end of it You got to keep that that chrome and that aluminum shining a lot of bullsnot products We're gonna go straight across here Right across as soon as pickup comes from our left.  I'm not feeling like that today Driving a Chevy. Good choice My engine fan is not helping with the dust situation Even trucker drosh misses the gear every now and then don't run.  Don't I still after all winter in Canada? What summer comes every month? I'm just like in the ball Wow stopping at the flying J on the other side of Thunder Bay. I can wipe my windows down better there Coffee and some juice Excuse me. I want to ask you a question What is 24 Celsius in Fahrenheit? 24 degrees Celsius is 75.2 degrees Fahrenheit It's the perfect day the perfect temperature. What a day to be truckin. What a day to be alive. Look at this And the receiver here made my day too. What a great guy.  He used to be in the military when he was younger and man that he has stories to tell Thanks Fun is telling me about the shenanigans they got into you know on their days off and on the weekends How much fun they had out there and he says that He's a french-canadian until he joined the military or when you joined the military all he spoke was french He learned english in germany That's not crazy ready to Get the road jack I might come back once more. I'll stop I think this is a gold mine have a special escort to get into where I delivered And a special escort out again and I had to go through security and stuff so Pretty fancy fancy big fancy business. I'm gonna get suspicious as I keep sitting outside their gate I gotta go I'm gonna go to Dryden tonight That's the plan that's the best parking situation I can think of Not too much parking between Dryden and Canora and I don't really want to drive late into the night Last night. There was a huge moose on the highway A camera wouldn't have been able to pick it up. It was so dark. It happened so fast It was in the opposite lane of me. So it was actually in this lane Right around here somewhere. I was going the other direction So I I missed it and I tried to warn the drivers coming towards me But no one up here has their cv radios on so I was trying to warn them. There's a moose in your lane There's a moose in your lane Flash my lights at them. They flashed me back I probably thought that I was like I flashed them off and on like I never flash high beams at people But I was like off and on off and on off and on trying to warn them And they figured out pretty quickly what I was trying to warn them about because I saw their brake lights come on And I saw them swerve around the moose in my mirror. I don't think they hit them Because I slowed down just to make sure they're okay and they kept going So I think they managed to avoid the moose, but Yeah, I don't like driving through here at night if I don't have to though. It is nice and peaceful I do like night driving for that it's less traffic and it's just you on the road, but That's the problem. It's just you on the road and the moose You hit the moose. It's just you in the moose and the moose always wins Now I'm wondering what's going on up here because the car just passed me the going the other direction flashing as high beams at me Trying to warn me of something Sometimes when cars do that that means there's like a radar trap around the corner. There's police around the corner You know, I never do that explain why I never warned people of police presence never You never know who is in that vehicle that you're warning to slow down They could be kidnappers they could have a kidnapped victim in their trunk or the back of their car or human traffickers Trafficking young girls And the only chance that those young kids have of being saved is being pulled over because they're Kidnapper is speeding So you could be warning a put a kidnapper to slow down that there's police presence coming So he slows down goes past the radar trap Those kids never get saved never get seen again It could be a murderer fleeing a murder scene And the police are on the lookout And he's obviously or she is in a hurry to get away from the crime. They just committed And the only reason they are not caught and brought to justice is because somebody Traveling in the other direction thought it was a good idea to warn them that hey, there's cops around the corner. Watch out Now the murderer never gets caught You never know who's in those vehicles coming towards you I never never warned people of police presence If they get pulled over Let them get pulled over If they were breaking the law that's on them. That could be the only chance A young child has of being saved or a kidnapped victim Or someone being trafficked for the sex trade human smugglers drug dealers criminals of all sorts They could be speeding because they're they're anxious. They know that they just committed a crime They're not paying attention to their speed And they get pulled over and you save a life Or you catch a bad guy I never never warned people of police presence. That is not something I ever do All I can think of is what if it was my kid? What if it was my sibling? What if it was someone I love who just got kidnapped? And their kidnapper is just a little bit, you know on edge Because of what they've just done and they're just speeding a little bit My loved one could have been saved had they just been pulled over for speeding But no somebody went and warned them that the cops are there so I never see them again Who knows what happens to them? It makes me so upset when people do that That's the reason for that I don't know what that car was trying to warn me about and maybe there was wildlife on the road That would make sense. I warned people about wildlife. Obviously. I was just talking about that moose Yeah, I'll warn people if there's wildlife on the road or in the ditches up ahead But if I go if I see a cop car Hiding hiding on the side of the road pointing his radar gun at oncoming traffic My advice to you is just do the speed limit Because you might be innocent, but the guy behind you Might be a criminal. I'm not gonna let them know camera does not do justice to that sunset Well, first of all the windshields in the way And I don't have it mounted outside Pardon me outside the truck, but Now you know that's a trust me that is I'm driving straight towards it beautiful We just crossed in the central time zone. So I gained an hour Yep It was 945 and now it is 845 just like that. I got an hour of my life back There are many time zones across Canada for those of you overseas You have Newfoundland time which has its own time zone. That's half an hour Which is Atlantic time For some reason Newfoundland is special. It gets a half hour difference and there's Atlantic time eastern time zone Which is when the united states joins us Eastern time zone and there's central time zone mountain time zone and pacific time zone And that's all the time zones of Canada There's still light in the sky. It's 10 30 at night I love it Lots of bugs out though. Lots of bugs. We'll clean them off in the morning coming up the petro pass right here on the left I'm going to turn in here and go in the driveway back there. So I'm just going to park I'll grab fuel in the morning There's always parking. You know, it's usually parking here We'll do a circle of the lot and see if we can find the best one Got lots of spots in the back row here. I gotta go check the front row Oh, yeah, I should wipe back in if I can drive through right Right front and center. How about that got a nice neighbor right here Got no neighbor beside me yet, but that guy over there is pretty good guy, but it looks a bit I'm sure this spot will fill up very quickly here. I'll be shutting my truck down right away And we'll enjoy a nice quiet night right here. I'm planning to wake up right here in the exact same spot I pulled the truck brakes and the trailer brakes the truck just got safe deep all the brakes are just Perfect. I'm not expecting to roll away or wake up in a different spot It's never happened to me yet though. That would be confusing. Sometimes I wake up in the truck and I look around confused like What town am I in? Where am I? I'm expecting to wake up right here from here. We're going to go to canora pick up a load there Turp it again Like a nice little Christmas present and bring it on down to minnesota the brainered area there Drop it and from there. I got a book it down to minneapolis. I've got a load waiting for me minneapolis. It's taking me back home That's going to be a Rush rush a couple of days tomorrow is not going to be too rush because this weekend that I'm filming this in the u.s has uh Holiday memorial day weekend. I think hope you guys are enjoying your memorial day week ember and stay and that's in november Don't you guys have veterans day? So you have memorial day and veterans day? I just realized that you have two two holidays that are kind of the same thing right veterans day memorial day good for you That's cool. We have remembrance day on the same day as your veterans day So we don't have a holiday this weekend our next holiday is canada day on july 1st There are no long weekends in june unfortunately But there is a lot of sunlight because the longest day of the year happens in june the longest daylight hours So that's my favorite time of the year not necessarily my favorite month But my favorite time of the year. I like spring time. It's So much newness and so much to look forward to yet before winter Thanks for watching today. Everybody. I appreciate you hanging out with me Don't forget to hit that like button and that subscribe button before you leave and I'll see you in my next video tomorrow


No, Sam. No. With regards to our shortage of office supplies... Don't give it another thought, Aunt. This was going to be a short report. Short and sweet, Sam? Hardly, Angel. In fact, fairly. Well, Sam, if you had asked me, I could have told you. That girl was merely trying to stir up a tempest in her boyfriend's teapot. Again? It was perfectly observant to me, Sam, that she had sour grapes written all over her. Sour apples, Abby, but you're warm, and that's why I'm so fond of you. Oh, thank you, Sam. I'm glad I could be of help, though I must confess the apples are over my head. Well, don't feel bad about it. That's how Newton discovered the law of gravity. Stay where you are, and I'll be right down to dictate my report on the apple of Eve paper. Meeting detective fiction writer and creator of Sam Spade, the hard-boiled private eye, and William Spear, radio's outstanding producer, director of mystery and prime drama, join their talents to make your hair stand on end with the adventures of Sam Spade. Resented by the makers of wild root cream oil for the hair. Remember the Romeo of yesteryear, hair parted in the middle all plastered down? Man, what a difference today. Today all a guy has to do to impress a gal is use wild root cream oil hair tonic. Wild root cream oil grooms the hair neatly and naturally, relieves dryness and removes loose dandruff. If you're still using old-fashioned hair tonics or none at all, then for her sake, spruce up today with wild root cream oil hair tonic. In bottles or the handy new tube, it's again and again the choice of men who put good grooming first. And now with Howard Dove starring as Spade, wild root brings to the air the greatest private detective of them all, in the adventures of Sam Spade. Why are you so nervous? Oh, nothing. I'm just glad to see you, dear. Oh, I'm glad to see you. That's all. Come on out with it. What are you hiding behind your back? Well, it's a surprise, Sam. So you just run along into your office and I'll be right with you. Surprise, huh? Let me think. Father's Day? No, surely not. Oh, no, Father, no. It's just as regards our shortage of office supplies. I do hope you'll be able to mend your words. It's all that junk you got stuffed in between the pages of your notebook. Where? Oh, well, Sam, you see, improvisation is a child of necessity. So the stretch I supplies, I just cut up some old strips of waste paper in case we run out of a genuine. Well, well, very ingenious. Shall we commence? Yes. Not too many corrections, Sam. I'm afraid this eyebrow pencil might not last. Well, don't bear down on it. Where was I? No, please, Sam. I would have had to ask for him. Oh, this one goes to... Hey. Yes, Sam? The calendar. Where is it? Calendar? Which calendar, Sam? You know perfectly well which calendar. It's been hanging there on the wall for three years, the one from Harold's Club and Reno. Oh, that old calendar. It was out of date anyway, Sam. That calendar was timeless. It was not, Sam. It was Boulder. That's a lie. I met the girl who posed for it. In more modest circumstances, I hope. But, in fact... Not, Sam, don't. What did you do with that calendar? You must decide yourself, Sam. Let me see that notebook. Uh-huh. Old waste paper, indeed. An art treasure mutilated and for what? To serve your own base purposes. Just because you were too absent-minded, order a few office supplies. But I frequently alluded to our dwindling resources, Sam. But no, you were too proud. Take these and put them in a safe place. You can put it back together with scotch tape on your own time. Oh, we're not a scotch tape, Sam. We've got a first aid kit, haven't we? Well, you still... Use the adhesive. Date, June 19, 1949. I won't soon forget that.  Subject the Apple of Eve, Caver. Dear Dundee. The start of it was yesterday when Eve Adams first walked into my office. She was angry and she was terribly, terribly hurt. In fact, she had a shiner, a swollen jaw, and somebody had bitten her on the arm. And furthermore, she had the audacity to suggest that there was something shady between I and Mr. Hagen when it is an item of public information that her and Gort Hagen was washed up practically before they started. And I might just add, in fact... Just a minute, Ms. Adams. You say this girl came to your apartment in a jealous rage and attacked you without provocation. None whatsoever. I never opened my trap to her, except a reminder that it would have been a blessing to the human race. If her old man had never met her old lady. And if she thought those three layers of pancake on her puss could fool a blind man at her true age and sing as what her mouth was, she should never open it for fear of what might come out. I see. In a girl's name? Down at that flea bag where she works, she's built this dream of love. And is she ever a nightmare? Dream of love. That's D-R-E-A-M-A. It says there, but I do not intend to take this episode lying down on my chin, Mrs. Spade. Why, if it had not been for the timely arrival of my concerty, that cheap mare would have brained me with my own gin bottle. I see. Landlady broke it up. And you say she threatened a return of the gun and blast you if you continued saying Mr. Hagen? That is a fact. And she is just cheap enough to try some low trick like that. Mm-hmm. And what do you want me to do, Ms. Adams? I want you to pay a formal call on that dame and tell her that upon the very next occasion of any violence or threat thereof out of her, I'm going to yell cop. In fact, Mr. State, I am placing my life and limbs in your hands. And if you are anything of what you're cracked up to be, you will have no difficulty in giving that creepy crow the bum's rush straight out of my life. Ah! Pardon me, Ms. Adams. My secretary seems to be calling me. Out of my way. Out of my way. Mrs. Spade, it's her. Keep her off. You should have hired the 4th Marine, dearie. No, no, ladies. Ladies, please. No, no, no, no. Break it up. You know I'll show you who to get tough with. You let go of these showers or I'll let you have it. No, no, ladies, please. Now, let's talk this over calmly and silently. Okay, you ask for it. Now, ladies. Please. Sam, your portage. Here. Where'd they go? Well, they chased each other down the hall. I thought you're going out. I did. What did she hit me with? Well, she took a sap out of her purse and left fly before I could prevent it. Yeah. But you were still on your feet when you told me to close the door. Fine, Frank. Help me up. Yes, Sam. Easy, easy. Oh, and I think of you lying in here unconscious all that time while I went out to lunch. What? If anything could happen to you, I'd never forgive myself. You call this nothing? Poor dear brave boy.  Now, the ambulance would be here any minute. Ambulance? Oh, you know these things cost money? Oh, I'm sorry, Sam. I lost my head. When I saw you lying, they're all over heat. I couldn't help it. Forget it. What's that gadget? They're on the floor. Oh, it's lipstick. Mr. Drops out of her purse when she opened it for the sap. Huh. Apple of Eve. It's a ghost color, Sam. Apple of Eve. Any garage, Harry's speaking? Spade, this is Dream of Love. Keep your distance. Look, you left your lipstick, but don't bother to come after it. I'll mail it to you. What kind is it? Apple of Eve. Sorry, I've never used it. Good. Then I won't give you another thought. Oh, but you got to. She's dead. Eve Adams? Yeah.  I went straight after her. But I got caught in traffic where they're tearing up Market Street. That could be anywhere between the Embarcadero and Twin Peaks. Fine alibi. What comes next? Well, I'm at her apartment now, and she's dead. Sam, Sam! Hold on. Gaffey? There's your ambulance. Shall I send him away? What shall I do with him? Well, it's ten bucks now anyhow. I'll use it for a taxi. Hello, Miss Love. Yeah? Stay there and don't touch a thing. I'll be right over. Dreamer hadn't waited, if that was really where she'd called me from. Eve Adams was on the bedroom floor in front of a dressing table. There was broken glass all over the floor, the place reeked of perfume. The front of her negligee was splashed with red. I looked for the wound, but I didn't find any. Then I looked at her hands. All the nails on her left hand and two on the right were the same color as the stain on her clothing. Evidently, she'd been seated at the dressing table putting on nail polish when the murderer entered the room. 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The initials in the pocket were still intact, so were the red stains under them. The initials were GH. The stains were, you guessed it, Lieutenant, there. Apple of Eve. I'm looking for Miss Dream of Love. Is she home? No, she isn't. Thanks. I'll come in and... Wait, wait, I'm gonna... Okay, you're in. What do you want with it? She's in a little trouble. You a cop? Why do you expect her back? I don't know. What's this trouble?  Who? A girl named Eve Adams. Why would she want to kill Eve? Boy, I got it. They were locking horns over a guy named Gorse Hagan. You know him? Yeah, and I wish I didn't. Who is he? He used to run a gambling ship down at Malibu till the law turned it into a bait barge. Now he calls himself a yachtsman. But if you're trying to connect him up with my sister, it's a bad connection. She hasn't seen him in years. His idea? Hers. Hers? And mine. Then what was the beef? And who are you? I'm her brother, Eddie's my name. And why would there be any beef between those two? Eve was my sister's best friend. She was engaged to me. Then this news must be quite a shock to you.  She was asking for it. I warned her. I begged her to leave town with me, but no, she couldn't sneak off like that without letting Gorse know the score.  Mm-hmm. Do you live here, Eddie? Yeah, whatever. Where do you keep your shoes? In a closet, kiddo. Where do you keep yours? Under the bed? What's your closet in here? Wait a minute.  Let me see your warmth. It better be good or you're going out of here on your head.  Let's see that warrant. All right, I got a warrant, Eddie. I didn't find what I was looking for, a pair of crepe-soled shoes with traces of apple-a-veed nail polish on them, but in one of his coat pockets, I found a sales slip from an apartment store cosmetics company. There were several items, but the one that interested me said, one lipstick nail polish set, apple-a-veed. About then, I smelled brandy and a voice behind me said, What happened to the kid? Huh? Oh, uh, he asked for my warrant. Well, when you come to see me, I'll know better. Your name is Gors Hagan. I'm headed for your place right now. What are you looking for? A pair of shoes with crepe-soles. What do you want with my deck shoes? I thought maybe they'd match up with a piece of a shirt with your initials on it. Give me that. That's a fact. Where'd you get that? An incinerator at Eve Adams Place. Well, that don't prove anything. Lots of people got the same initials.  He's alibi. He's out of town. That proves it's a frame. I don't know any George Howard. I thought so. Okay, let's cut out the monkey business. Give it to me. That's evidence. Give it to me! All right, I'll give it to you. He gave it right back to me. I was only losing on points until I flipped over poor old Eddie and lost my balance. That's when he gave me the crew to ground. I wasn't quite unconscious, but somehow I just didn't feel like getting up. When the apartment door opened, I opened my good eye just widening up to see Dreamer Love walk in. Gorse, what are you doing here? I come to help you, Dreamer. I don't need any help from you, Gorse. I told you that three years ago. You killed Eve Adams. Why? You're wrong, Gorse. I haven't seen Eve in ages. Why did you kill her? I... All right, I did it. Yeah? Why? I was jealous, seeing the two of you together after all we'd been to each other.  I committed murder out of love for you. It's very funny, isn't it? I'm very fond of you, Dreamer.  I'd give you anything. Honey, the shirt from my back. Here. Here's a piece of it on the counter. Oh, to what? Where'd you... I see you're impressed. Me, too. Come on, we'll go someplace where we can be alone and talk things over. No, Gorse, please. I can explain everything. You're complaining the car on the way down to the boat. Come on. You're hurting me! No! Come on, knock the door.  I stagger to my fate and stumble over to the door. I reached it just as Hagen's car pulled away from the curb. At the time I found a taxi there were at least half way to wherever they were going. I didn't know whether the boat he had mentioned was tied up at the Embarcadero, anchored in the marina, moored at Saucelito, or becalmed in Oakland. But there was a seafaring man in our town who knew about such things. My port of call was the Seahorse Bar and Grill just off ahead of Pier 16, or is it the foot? Captain Passoli? He is silent, son, as in Prasad. My mistake. Salty b'name and salty b'nature. Only one salty thing I can't abide. Salt water toffee and Matisse, you know. Here, have a lifesaver. Well, thank you, sir. You're very generous. No, it ain't money, matey, but it's straight from the min. Ha-ha! That joke was... What's up, sonny? You in the hole again? Ha-ha! You catch my drift? Yeah. What do you know about a yachtman named Gorse Hagen? Oh, nicely put. Nicely put, matey. Is there anything lower than a yachtsman? He's it. Where does he keep his boat? Well, now, if she's still afloat, she'd be dragging her hook summers off Sausalito.  She had her bottom planks ripped out in the Battle of the Coral Sea and they patched her up with plywood. Well, she's got two diesels she has and twin screws, two-to-one reduction gears. Yeah, yeah. What's the quickest way of getting out to it? Well, there's not much craft for Char to hear about this time of night, you know. There's that Novak fella, but you have to present he's sleeping one hour. There he is. It might not be worth your while, anyways. Why not? Well, Hagen stopped by here 20 minutes ago looking for his engineer. Said he was casting off on-side engineer or new engineer. What about your boat? My boat. Well, now, matey, on the plotted course, she'll stand up to any double-ender Monterey Dory in the class. Yeah. Without a head sea, that is. Then, on the other hand, you'll put her in a bottom race. She's bucking a quarter swell. Yeah, yeah, how much? How much? Five dollars an hour. And that's with you, man, in the bilge pump. OK, let's go. This, uh, you're Hagen fella now. You aren't to the trim of his sails? Sails on a PT boat? Not the boats. Only the man, cut of his jib. No, I didn't notice that, but he was wearing crepes old shoes. I'll tell you about this Hagen, matey. Fellow once tried to board him. Customs officer, no less. Well, sir, I picked him up four days later in a gill net with a fish-gap so he cleaned through his nicks. Here, have another lifesaver. You may need it. After he'd lashed me to my station at the bilge pump, Captain Passoli got his double-ender Monterey Dory on a plotted course to Sausalito, he hoped, and we plunged recklessly into the fog. As nearly as I could catch his drift, there was a 50-50 chance that A, Hagen had found his engineer and would be halfway to the Feralon Islands to pass Alcatraz if we stayed afloat that long, or B, that he hadn't found his engineer and might be having trouble starting up those two diesels with the twin screws and the two-to-one reduction gears, whatever they are. Which one? About five points to port. Grey one with the high free bar. You get up on the port, eh, matey? The ladder's round on the landed side. Now swing round and put you on it. He's likely blowed nursing them diesels. You got to rear back and holler, matey, like this. Uh-huh! That's a midship, huh? Here, how do you run this thing? I got to get you to shore. That's throttle. There's your four gears. Don't pull her back all the way. She'll die. That's your intention. You lie still. What are you looking for? Jump a pocket. Lifesaver. In case you need it. I don't know more. Best wins on your after-quarter, matey. Remember this. Okay, take it easy, Captain. I hope you can see as well enough the drop-dap and salty he'd let it go at that. And I got it. He was listening. Somebody was pulling out from shore in a rowboat. I didn't waste any more time listening. I dug into Captain Saldi's jumper pocket, fished out a waterproof pouch. I took his seamen's papers out of it. He didn't need them anymore. Wrapped it around my gun. And I took off some clothes and eased myself over the side. I didn't swim for speed, but for distance. Stopping now and then to make sure the man in the boat was still covering for me. I felt my way around the hull till I found the anchor rope. Just as I grabbed it, I heard him rest his oars. Hagen, who's that? Eddie Love. What do you want? I've come after my sister. Go on home, Eddie. She's sailing with me. That's the way she watches. You're lying. Wait a second. Come on out of there, Drieber. What's happened? Your brother's down there in the boat. Talk to him. Mo, what am I gonna do? Talk to him. All right. Eddie. What's he done to yourself? I'm all right, Eddie. Everything's all right. Gerson, I've decided. Go on home, Eddie. He's lying to you. He knows you framed him. If you sail out with him, you won't come back. No, Eddie. I'm coming for her. Eddie, no. I've kicked in the stomach before. It takes a woman to kick you in the teeth. I'm sorry. I don't care what you did. What burns me up, you didn't do it right.  I'm a bungler. You're the one. There would have worked if you hadn't gone poking in the incinerator. I should have called the police. They don't know what to do with evidence like that. They've been wanting to get something on Gorse ever since repeal. Listen, Angel, any flat foot could have seen through that setup. Eve Adams was sitting in front of a mirror when she was maced. She saw the murderer into the room. She got in the back of her head. That means she trusted whoever walked up behind her. That also means the evidence of a struggle was fake. Put the nail polish on Gorse's shirt. You put that nail polish on her fingers after she was dead, laid that trail to the incinerator with a pair of Gorse's shoes where any flat foot was supposed to think he tried to destroy the incriminating shirt.  That made you look guiltier than anybody because anybody could have planted that fake evidence.  I'm not a murderer. Your brother might have got off easy. Crime of passion. Please, please don't say that. I can't bear the thought that after everything I did it's all come to nothing. Here, here, here, here. Have a life saver. You may need it. They are silent, Evers and Poisson.  All right, kid. Last one in the package. Recently, thousands of people from coast to coast who bought wild root cream oil for the first time were asked how does wild root cream oil compare to the hair tonic you previously used? The results were amazing. Better than four out of five who replied said they preferred wild root cream oil. Remember, non-alcoholic wild root cream oil contains lanolin.  So if you want your hair to be more attractive than ever before, get the generous new 25-cent size of wild root cream oil. America's leading hair tonic, on sale at all drug and toilet goods counters. It's also available in larger economy bottles and the handy new tube. By the way, smart girls use wild root cream oil too. And mothers say it's grand for training children's hair. Get wild root cream oil. Again and again, the choice of men and women and children too. What stopped you? The last page of my notebook going to our shortage of supplies, Sam. But in a way, I'm glad. But I didn't have to go through it again. I mean, poor Captain Poisson. Yeah, please. Please. Now, honest, I'll buy you a new notebook.  Would you like that? Oh, yes, Sam. Always something so final about final pages of things. When I think of all the risks you take... To say nothing of my clients, I think I'll put a new sign on the door. Abandoned hope all ye who enter here. Oh, but I haven't, Sam. Where there's a will, there's a wisp. There's a what? A wisp, Sam. Small amount. Which reminds me. A couple of fingers like that. Join me? Just a wisp? Oh, no, Sam. One of us has got to have a clear head. Well, it'll be me. My best. Good night, Sam. Good night, sweetheart. Ventures of Sam Spade, Dashel Hammett's famous private detective, are produced and directed by William Spear. Sam Spade is played by Howard Duff. Lorraine Tuttle is epi. Howard Duff can now be seen starring in Universal International's Technicolor production of Calamity Jane and Sam Bass. Ventures of Sam Spade are written for radio by Bob Tallman and Gil Dowd. Musical direction by Lut Gluskin with score composed by Rene and Pierre Garagin. Join us again next Sunday when author Dashel Hammett and producer William Spear join forces for another adventure with Sam Spade. 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Section 23 of Library of the World's Best Mystery and Detective Stories, Volume 2. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Recording by Bill Sisna. Library of the World's Best Mystery and Detective Stories, Volume 2 by Julian Hawthorne Editor, Section 23 The Minor Canon by Anonymous. It was Monday, and in the afternoon as I was walking along the high street of Marchbury, I was met by a distinguished-looking person whom I had observed at the services in the cathedral on the previous day. Now it chanced on that Sunday that I was singing the service. Properly speaking it was not my turn, but as my brother Minor Canon's were either away from Marchbury, or ill in bed, I was the only one left to perform the necessary duty.  His eyes, his hair and mustache, his face was bare but for a small mustache, were quite black, and he had a very pleasant and genial expression. He wore a tall hat, set rather jauntly on his head, and he was dressed in black with a long frock coat buttoned across the chest and fitting him close to the body. As he came, with a half saunter, half swagger along the street, I knew him again at once by his appearance, and as he came nearer I saw from his manner that he was intending to stop and speak to me. For he slightly raised his hat, and in a soft melodious voice with a colonial twang, which was far from being disagreeable, and which indeed to my ear gave a certain additional interest to his remarks, he saluted me with, Good day, sir. Good day, I answered, with just a little reserve in my tone. I hope, sir, he began. You will excuse my stopping you in the street, but I wished to tell you how very much I enjoyed the music at your cathedral yesterday. I am an Australian, sir, and we have no such music in my country. I suppose not, I said. No, sir, he went on. Nothing nearly so fine. I am very fond of music, and as my business brought me in this direction, I thought I would stop at your city and take the opportunity of paying a visit to your grand cathedral. And I am delighted I came, so pleased indeed that I should like to leave some memorial of my visit behind me. I should like, sir, to do something for your choir. I am sure it is very kind of you, I replied. Yes, I should certainly be glad if you could suggest to me something I might do in this way. As regards money, I must say that I have plenty of it. I am the owner of a most valuable property. My business relations extend throughout the world, and if I am as fortunate in the projects of the future as I have been in the past, I shall probably one day achieve the proud position of being the richest man in the world. I did not like to undertake myself the responsibility of advising or suggesting, so I simply said, I cannot venture to say offhand what would be the most acceptable way of showing your great kindness and generosity, but I should certainly recommend you to put yourself in communication with the dean. Thank you, sir, said my Australian friend.  It is, without exception, the very finest and clearest voice I have ever heard. Really, I answered quite overcome with such unqualified praise. Really it is very good of you to say so. Ah, but I feel it, my dear sir. I have been round the world from Sydney to Frisco, across the continent of America, he called it America, to New York City, then on to England, and to-morrow I shall leave your city to continue my travels. But in all my experience I have never heard so grand a voice as your own. This and a great deal more, he said, in the same strain, which modesty forbids me to reproduce. Now I am not without some knowledge of the world outside the clothes of Marshbury Cathedral, and I could not listen to such a flattering tale without having my suspicions aroused. Who and what is this man, thought I? I looked at him narrowly. At first the thought flashed across me that he might be a swell mobsman. But no, his face was too good for that. Besides, no man with that huge frame, that personality so marked and so easily recognizable, could be a swindler, he could not escape detection a single hour. I dismissed the ungenerous thought. Perhaps he is rich as he says. Do you hear of munificent donations by benevolent millionaires now and then? What if this Australian, attracted by the glories of the old cathedral, should now appear as a Deus ex machina to re-endow the choir, or to found a musical professorate in connection with the choir, appointing me the first occupant of the professorial chair? These thoughts flashed across my mind in the momentary pause of his fluent tongue. As for yourself, sir, he began again. I have something to propose which I trust may not prove unwelcome. But the public street is hardly a suitable place to discuss my proposal.  I know which it is, for I happened to see you go into it yesterday, after the morning service. I shall be very pleased to see you, I replied. We are going out to dinner this evening, but I shall be at home and disengaged till about seven. Thank you very much. Then I shall do myself the pleasure of calling upon you about six o'clock. Till then, farewell. A graceful wave of the hand and my unknown friend had disappeared round the corner of the street. Now at last, I thought, something is going to happen in my uneventful life, something to break the monotony of existence. Of course, he must have inquired my name. He could get that from any of the cathedral vergers, and as he said, he had observed whereabouts in the clothes I lived. But I was not to see him again till six o'clock, and there were three good hours to wait. I recalled all that happened on the Sunday. It seemed as if some special providence was acting in my favor. It was due to the illness and absence of my colleagues that I had had the good fortune to officiate. Surely this was providential, and I am ashamed to say that I was in one way realizing the truth of the famous maxim of La Rocheville-Cole in deriving a secret satisfaction from the misfortunes of my friends. Still it was remarkable that it should happen thus. And it was undoubtedly true that on that particular Sunday I was an excellent voice. And then the vanity which is natural to all men asserted itself in me, and I found myself only too ready to believe that my voice was the finest and clearest ever heard. Somebody's must be the finest, and why not mine? My mysterious friend, whatever else he might be, was most certainly a man of good taste and judgment. That could not be denied. And then as he had said he was rich. Plenty of money he said he had. What is he coming to see me for, I wondered. I spent the rest of the afternoon in making the wildest surmises. I was castle-building in Spain at a furious rate. At one time I imagined that this faithful son of the church, as he appeared to me, was going to build and endow a grand cathedral in Australia, on condition that I should be appointed dean at a yearly stipend of, say, ten thousand pounds. At another time I imagined him asking me to become his private chaplain at about the same remuneration. Again I thought he might offer to educate my three boys at his own expense, provided that special attention should be given to the development of their natural musical genius. Or perhaps, I said to myself, he will beg me to accept a sum of money. I never thought of it as less than a thousand pounds, as a slight recognition of, in tribute to, my remarkable vocal ability. I confess I always came back to this last conjecture as the most probable. The others seemed rather wild in their fancifulness. I took a long, lonely walk into the country to correct these ridiculous fancies, and to steady my mind. And when I reached home and had refreshed myself with a quiet cup of afternoon tea, I felt I was morally and physically prepared for my interview with the opulent stranger. Punctually as the cathedral clock struck six, there was a ring at the visitor's bell. Or two, my unknown friend was shown into the drawing-room, which he entered with the easy air of a man of the world. I noticed he was carrying a small black bag. How do you do again, Mr. Dale? He said as though we were old acquaintances, you see I have come sharp to my time. Yes, I answered. And I am pleased to see you. Do sit down. He sank into my best armchair and placed his bag on the floor beside him. Since we met this afternoon, he said, I have written a letter to your dean, expressing the great pleasure I felt in listening to your choir. And at the same time I enclosed a five-pound note, which I begged him to divide among the choir boys and men, from Alexander Polter Esquire of Polter's Pills. You have, of course, heard of the world-renowned Polter's Pills. I am Polter. Polter of Polter's Pills. My heart sank within me a five-pound note. My airy castles were tottering. I also sent him a couple hundred of my pamphlets, which I said I trusted he would be so kind as to distribute in the clothes. I was aghast. And now, with regard to the special object of my call, Mr. Dale, if you will allow me to say so, you are not making the most of that grand voice of yours. You are hiding under an ecclesiastical bushel here, lost to the world. You are wasting your vocal strength and sweetness on the desert air, so to speak. Why, if I may hazard a guess, I don't suppose you make five hundred a year here at the outside. I could say nothing. Well, now, I can put you into the way of making at least three or four times as much as that. Listen, I am Alexander Polter of Polter's Pills. I have a proposal to make to you. The scheme is bound to succeed, but I want your help. Except my proposal and your fortunes made. Did you ever hear of Moody and Sanky? He asked abruptly.  He is now fairly carried away with his particular mania. Will it last long? Shall I ring? Novelty, my dear sir, he went on. Is the rule of the day, and there must be novelty in advertising, as in everything else, to catch the public interest. So I intend to go on a tour, lecturing on the merits of Polter's Pills in all the principal halls of all the principal towns all over the world. But I have been delayed in carrying out my idea till I could associate myself with a gentleman such as yourself. Will you join me? I should be the Moody of the tour. You would be its Sanky. I would speak my patter, and you would interspearse my orations with melodious ballads, bearing upon the virtues of Polter's Pills. The ballads are all ready.  Ourses are my own, he said, with a little touch of pride, and as for the music, I thought it better to make use of popular melodies, so as to enable an audience to join in the chorus. See, here is one of the ballads. Darling, I am better now. It describes the woes of a fond lover, or rather his physical ailments, until he went through a course of Polter. Here's another. I'm ninety-five, I'm ninety-five. You catch the drift of that, of course. A healthy old age secured by ticking Polter's Pills. Ah, what's this? Little Sister's Last Request. I fancy the idea of that is to beg the family never to be without Polter's Pills. Here again. Then you'll remember me. I'm afraid that title is not original. Never mind. The song is. And here is. But there are many more, and I won't detain you with them now. He saw, perhaps, I was getting impatient. Thank heaven, however, he was no escaped lunatic. I was safe. Mr. Polter, said I, I took you this afternoon for a disinterested and philanthropic millionaire. You take me for—for—something different from what I am. We have both made mistakes. In a word, it is impossible for me to accept your offer. Is that final? asked Polter. Certainly, said I. Polter gathered his manuscripts together and replaced them in the bag and got up to leave the room. Good evening, Mr. Dale, he said mournfully as I opened the door of the room. Good evening, he kept on talking till he was fairly out of the house. Mark my words, you'll be sorry, very sorry, one day that you did not fall in with my scheme. Offers like mine don't come every day, and you will one day regret having refused it. With these words he left the house. I had little appetite for my dinner that evening. End of Section 23. Recording by Bill Cisna, www.billsisna.com Library of the World's Best Mystery and Detective Stories, Vol. 2 by Julian Hawthorne, Editor.


Congestion pricing has been spoken about for years in New York City and it looks like it's finally going to happen. Basically an additional toll. And with the storm of controversy over these past two months, it's a comical veil for the true intentions of the parasitic elite. We don't have to look further than the MTA hemorrhaging money from corruption and poor service claims that they're losing $200 million dollars every week. Now the estimated revenue for congestion pricing is $1 billion dollars per year. Not really convincing enough number if the MTA is just going to throw it away in less than two months. I bet that 1 billion is based off current ridership. Not based off the probable mass exodus after this ridiculous money grab is the last straw for many. Now that should be a good enough reason to tell these government officials in charge of these transportation authorities to jump off a cliff. The money might as well be burned in a driveway instead of given to these crooks. $23 a day is nothing to these thieves and liars who have stolen millions from the masses. But for the average worker it's hours of compensation every day. Percent of car commuters for workers are all over the place but since the pandemic about half of workers commute via car now. It's said that 27% of people drive to work in general but those numbers are much higher outside of Manhattan in Queens, Staten Island, Bronx, Brooklyn, Staten Island for instance having 64% of workers commuting by car. And this $23 will put people in a very tough position because if you're making $20 to $30 hourly after taxes you're losing like two hours of work every single day in additional tolls over 20% of your time now it's just disappearing to the MTA to do God knows what. When you think about it that way it's discouraging and people will do drastic things to make up for it. Problem is a 45-minute car ride for some turns into a two-hour train ride and you can bet these psychos in charge would love for you to suffer for four hours on mass transit every day to save 20 bucks. You know it's probably the biggest problem. Traffic is already horrendous in the outer boroughs, highways around the city, not necessarily in Manhattan where they're trying to reduce congestion. The outskirts, Brooklyn, Queens, Bronx are all heavily heavily congested already. The traffic is unbearable. When you're actually in Manhattan in the city yeah there's traffic but the gridlock isn't nearly as crazy as when you try to leave or enter the city. When you implement congestion pricing you're discouraging people from entering the city and to avoid the city they need to use those already heavily congested roads and highways. There's going to be so much accumulation of traffic at these zones. So congestion pricing is something like below 60th Street when you enter Manhattan you get charged so wherever you enter the city it's just it's going to be impossible to like it's just gonna be insane. I can't I can't imagine they're doing this. People will 100% drive as close to that zone as possible right before the congestion pricing, park their car and then take the train to save the $23. Instead of taking a two-hour train from Queens or Brooklyn they drive for 45 minutes and then take the 15 minute subway ride. All of these exits and points before the congestion zones are going to be so gridlocked I can't imagine. It's pretty bad enough. The parking in those outer boroughs is already horrible compared to Manhattan and there's no way that these psychos in charge aren't planning on making people more miserable in their cars half the day. As if the economy everywhere hasn't been destroyed enough already. Small businesses, restaurants, over half of them closing in New York City. All congestion pricing is going to do is push more workers and commuters away from the city making an economic comeback impossible. Here's a simple analogy. New York City is on fire and the officials are making the fire department use gasoline instead of water because they can charge insurance companies more for the gasoline usage. How greedy are they going to get before they realize half the city is burnt down with no recovery? But if you understand what these people believe in order from chaos they intentionally destroy things and then they come in to save the day. Yeah well the day didn't need to be saved in the first place from anyone besides you. Maybe personally I'll go to the city a few days a month, bakery, get dinner maybe even like a dentist or doctor's appointment but now if I have to pay $20 just to get a $4 baguette you can sure as hell bet I'm gonna find an alternative near me. And then there's some like really specific nuance scenarios or what if someone's like disabled or older and has like a car on the upper side and has to drive down 30 blocks to their dock. It really there's no way to do this reasonably and at the end of the day this is just some type of new world order smart city infrastructure as NYC is definitely the center stage in the eyes of the world. I do find it ironic how all of these rats living in the city hate cars and commuters when every single thing they have in their apartment was driven in by a truck or car. And these people already have enough of a hissy fit when they can't get an Uber or taxi at 2 a.m.  On one hand people trust authority and officials that they know what they're doing and this is actually going to be something positive.  So the way I see this panning out from like a simple logical objective point of view is commuting becomes miserable for a lot of people more leave over the next few months leave their jobs leave the city and it's also very possible that they implement congestion pricing just in the New York tri-state area in the outer boroughs after the traffic gets that that that people will just do what I said earlier just like park in the outer boroughs and take the train into the city that that's really what seems to make the most sense it's it's gonna be it's gonna be crazy like right above 60th Street everyone just leaving their car there driving around parking just


It was over. No one in the Foundation, from the lowliest security guard to the O5 Council, could quite explain exactly what was over. If they were to hazard a guess, a likely answer would have been, everything. It was generally agreed that the first one to notice this was Dr. Victor Balakirov. Dr. Balakirov, though a veteran of many a dangerous experiment, had not one to be easily surprised, couldn't believe with his eyes, or rather his high-powered telescope were telling him. What Dr. Balakirov couldn't quite believe was that a routine scan of the Crab Nebula revealed nothing but empty space, where a rather conspicuous and rather hateful star was supposed to be. The alarm was raised, a dozen more telescopes were commandeered from various facilities and agencies, and there was no small amount of shouting and running around. The star, however, stubbornly refused to reappear, despite Dr. Balakirov's insisting claims that a star isn't a bloody remote control, you don't just lose it. The next one to experience this strange lack of all things strange was D-682-1356, though he couldn't quite appreciate the magnitude of the occasion. He didn't know he was supposed to be the bait, and what most assumed would be just another futile attempt in an endless series of failures. D-682-1356 also didn't quite know what to feel when he entered the armored vault to discover nothing more than a badly mangled skeleton when the acid bath was stopped. So what do you guys want me to do with that? Do you have a bone to pick with me or something? Meh. The joke was lost on the assembled researchers, who now had more important things to worry about than D-682-1356's poor sense of humor. So began the end. When SCP-294 was prompted to produce a cup of joe, it made a serviceable cup of cappuccino, which utterly failed to contain any D-class flavoring. In SCP-1981, Ronald Reagan spoke only of evil empires, and managed to keep a perfect complexion throughout his speech. SCP-902 was opened and discovered to be empty, and no one could quite remember why they feared it so much in the first place. SCP-076 was found to be similarly empty, though no one forgot what scared them about it. When SCP-1867 was asked if it realized it was a slug, it didn't think for a second to object since it very clearly was. Besides, it didn't understand the question. SCP-085 was gone from its canvas, and its inky plains and fields felt bare and empty without the presence of the young woman who once inhabited them. They found that clothes was once belonged to SCP-1440 near the top of Mount Everest. Next to them, a single word was written in the snow, free. Around the world, the echoes of the end became seismic shocks, and no one was spared from their influence. The Church of the Broken God was wiped off the face of the earth. It isn't easy to maintain a working religious organization when all your artifacts crumble the dust. It's even more difficult to do so when half of those artifacts are inside your head. Marshall, Carter, and Dark, having lost most of their stock and shortly after most of their members, soon faded in obscurity. Their once busy clubhouse, a hub for all things mysterious and expensive, became a place for elderly gentlemen to read the Sunday paper in peace, and doze in comfortable leather chairs. The Global Occult Coalition, after it became clear the threats it was created to thwart were gone, was soon disbanded. The budget once dedicated to fighting the forces of the unknown was allocated to some of humanity's more mundane needs, such as the prevention of global warming and the development of more advanced nuclear weapons. No word was heard from Dr. Wondertainment for a long time. A year after the end, a new line of Dr. Wondertainment toys was released. While Dr. Wondertainment's shooty man's vengeance was a perfectly decent game, it was clear his or her heart wasn't in it. When Foundation agents arrived at the current supposed location of the factory, they found nothing more than an ordinary canned vegetable factory. The capital F was clearly no longer needed. The serpent's hand lost a considerable number of its members, and with no cause the rally behind was destroyed by the chaos insurgency. The insurgency itself soon tore itself asunder like a mad dog biting at its own innards. Very few were left to be caught and executed by the Foundation. The members of Are We Cool Yet Never Did Become Cool. Nobody was never heard from again. The unusual incident unit continued chasing flying saucers and reports of Bigfoot, this time entirely unrelated to SCP-1000. Its agents didn't really notice. The Foundation, as resilient as ever, was the last one standing. As the years passed, however, the reasons for its continued existence grew fewer and fewer. With all things anomalous gone, the Foundation had lost its purpose. Right after sight was closed down, personnel were let go or, in the case of the few remaining D-Class, terminated. Soon, only one part of the organization remained. It was the last meeting of the O5 Council. There were no heartfelt speeches or commemorative plaques because, even at its end, the O5 Council was a serious body of men and women who didn't muck about with nonsense. Instead, there were a few handshakes, a few quiet words, and mostly a whole lot of silence. Finally, one at a time, the former members began to leave until only two were left. So, that's that I suppose, said O5-04 rolling a cigarette. Smoking wasn't allowed in the boardroom, but there was no one left to object. Is this it? Then we worked for. All of our sacrifices, just worthless? Ask O5-11, staring glumly at the floor. Now, I wouldn't say that. We kept the peace while we were needed, and we did so the best we could. We're simply not needed anymore. Shouldn't I be happy? All those terrible things we kept locked in are gone, after all. Maybe it's finally safe. From everything but itself, yes. Then why do I feel like some toy, used and abused, then discarded when it is no longer useful? It's just the way things are. We were the jailers, the wardens holding back the storm. Now, all of our prisoners are gone. There's no need for wardens in quiet days.  Yeah, a drink would be nice. Or ten. Hey, I'm not made of money, you know. The two left and closed the door behind them.


the state of that? Tell me a bit about who you are and why you run, what got you into it? I've been running now since 2011 or 2012, about 60 years. I got into running as part of recovery from addiction, basically opiate addiction. I think it pretty much saved my life. You know, addiction is one of these things that we use to fill this emptiness or this hole or whatever, and I think running can take the place of that. When did you actually realise that you were quite good? It just kind of happened. Early on when I started running, as soon as I learned about people running 100 mile races, I just knew that was what I wanted to do. Yeah, there was no question in my mind. So everything I did in the first couple of years was just trying to really work up to running my first 100 mile race. I kind of surprised myself when I ran my first 50 mile race when I ended up in second place female and I thought, wow, it might actually be something to do this. So did you start off with the usual 5K runs and a 10K and that kind of thing? Did you build up or did you immediately go, right, I'm going to run marathon? Well, I ran 5K, I ran three 5Ks and only until I won. And then once I won my first 5K, I was done with that. And then I went on and ran a 10, 15K and then I ran a marathon and then I ran a 40 mile or a 50 mile and then I started with 24 hours and 100. What was your first marathon? My first and only actually was the Pensacola marathon. Okay, so it was like, okay, I've run a marathon now. That really wasn't far enough. Marathons are too short for me. So you kind of very quickly built up distance and kind of your goal was to start to run 100 mile races. Were you road based? Did you go on the trails immediately? What did you do? I was really obsessed with the idea of trail running at the time. And so yeah, my first ultra is where trail runs. And it wasn't until I kind of got obsessed with the 24 hour racing that I started transitioning to more road running and track running. That's odd because actually, I would imagine that for many people, it's the other way around that they start on the road and then they kind of graduate, I would say graduate, but move on to trail running. Looking at your kind of race history, you don't race an awful lot. Can you explain why is that? The main reason is because I take care of a disabled son full time and he has very severe disability. And it's very, very hard for me to just even leave the house to go run much less go race often. So anytime that I go race, it has to be this very well thought out and planned thing that me and my husband have to plan everything around. He has to take time off work and all that. So it's a really big deal when I go race. But the other reason too is that I think for these really long races, like 24 hours and 100 miles, I don't think it's good to do it too often. And I don't think you do very well if you do it too often. So since I plan on doing 24 or hundreds a year, I figure that's probably, yeah, I think that's about enough because I think once I start doing more than that, I think I can't expect to do the best that I can do because when I go, I really want to give it everything I've got. So do you find that that is something that's important to you, that every race you enter or do, you put 100% effort into it? Yes, absolutely. How do you assess your life? Because many people could look at you and say, my God, she's suffered with addiction in the past and it's almost killed her, running's rescued her, she's looking after disabled child 24 hours a day, can't get out running as much as you would want to. How do you kind of assimilate all that in your life? Honestly, I think for the most part just because you just get used to the life that you're in, the skin that you're in, it doesn't really kind of hit home as much as it sounds. I think the biggest thing about all of it is that it just slowly makes me a better person. Let's move to Zwift and your sudden appearance on suddenly one day. This lady appears on Facebook, on the Zwift runners page. Oh, what is the distance record on Zwift? Because I've just run a hundred and sixty. How far was it? 160 points. See, when I read your post, Tara, I misread it as 160 kilometres. Just because in my brain that's what people run. They do 100 miles, which is around about 161 kilometres.  That's amazing. Really good. Wow. So tell me a little bit about what this 24 hour run was about. Why did you decide to do it and why on Zwift? What happened? Tell me about Zwift. Well, a friend of mine, actually from Ohio, had decided to start this fundraiser for a safe house and it was all with the idea that we were just going to run or cycle from wherever we were.  And I was like, what is Zwift? Sounds pretty cool. So literally like three days before the run, I just got on Zwift and started setting it up and tested it out. I made a friend like five miles or so on it before, you know, I actually did the run and just had an old set up on my screen where I was going to broadcast the whole thing and then I just ran for 24 hours on it. You didn't stop. It was amazing to see that post pop up and then realize that it was 160 miles. I think that the record on Zwift for we're running at the time was 50K. I think somebody had won. Yeah, I think this was somebody said. But you know, we never, I never really planned to run quite that far. I was thinking maybe 140 or so. But it just, I just, when I got on the treadmill starting to run, I thought, I'm just going to run an 830 minute mile pace for as long as I can. And then when I have to slow down, I'll slow down. How do you feel? Oh, during the run? Terrible. Red Bull. A lot of red bull. A lot of people liked insure pizza. Did you not, did you have any stomach issues? A little bit, but not actually too bad. I found out that when you run on your treadmill for a really long time, it really, really heats the room up really bad. And we had a lot of trouble with just trying to keep my body temperature down. I mean, it was like almost 90 degrees in the room at one point. We have windows open and everything. How did you interact with Zwift during the run? Did you, did you look at the screen? Did you immerse yourself at all in it? Or you did? I had set up some tables behind in front of the treadmill. And I set up my computer screens, two computer screens on it. One was my broadcast screen. The other one was where I was watching Zwift. And then I had boxes set up on the other side where I had my mouse and my keyboard. And I would reach over there and mess with my mouse and stuff. And I would text on my phone. Did you, did you, yeah, did you chat to people on Zwift during the run? Were people giving you ride-ons and those kind of things? Yeah, I got quite a few ride-ons, but no real chatting. I think probably a lot of people probably thought that I was just a fluke once I got, you know, a hundred miles. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I don't, I don't think a lot of people thought I was real once my mouse started getting really high.  You know, I looked at it and thought, really? Sure.  You know what happens on the internet. People do a bit of snooping and just checking out. Oh, yeah. You know, but immediately it was obvious that it was genuine. And yeah, wow. So how did you feel afterwards? Very painful. Running on the treadmill for 24 hours is a completely different kind of pain than running on pavement or trails or whatever. And I was, that was one of the things that really surprised me because by like 30 or 40 miles, I was like hurting in places that I had never hurt before on long runs. But it really didn't take me too long to recover from it muscarily. But for the first couple of days, I was pretty much just laid up. What is it about Zwift that's kind of caught your imagination? Since you've started using it, you did your 24 hour run. And since then, the kind of the Zwift experience for you, what's it been like? You know, honestly, it has really surprised me taking anybody this long to come up with something like this. I mean, obviously there's a huge market for it. And I mean, the moment I heard about it, I was like, oh, yes, finally. It's really made a difference in, you know, doing long runs on a treadmill, you know, those 15, 20 miles don't seem so bad anymore, when you can immerse yourself in this, you know, artificial world.  I think that's one of the things that the kind of Zwift would aspire to and is seems to be working very well, certainly worked very well for cycling and it's building up in running. Have you, have you managed to enter any, any group runs as yet? I've only done a few so far. Usually, I'm on a training plan. So, you know, usually kind of stuck to whatever I'm supposed to be doing. Let's just talk about incline for a second because quite recently, very recently, Zwift released a new update and that update is the Alpe de Zwift, or the Alpe d'Huez and it is a 1000 meter climb. Do you like using the incline on your treadmill? Yes. Yes, I do. You do use it? Yes. Yes. In fact, all my runs that I do are even like the super easy runs that I'm not doing hills or anything. I always run at at least one degree of incline. It's not two to four. So, I am, I'm all about running incline. I have not run the expansion yet, but I'm going to today and I'm really looking forward to it. Well, right. What do you think about Zwift being, Zwift controlling your treadmill? So, if a new update came out where they said, okay, from now on, all Bluetooth treadmills will link direct to Zwift and Zwift will automatically raise your incline when we come to a hill. Would that be something that would interest you? Yes. Yes, it would. And I think it would be, and obviously, I think they would do it this way, but I think it would be great, you know, if you could choose to have them control it or not. But I would, I would definitely be interested in that. I don't, I don't know if they'll ever really do it, though. There's been talk of it being like a safety issue. I don't really see the big deal with it. So, I think they should just go ahead and do it. And I think it would be especially important if they, if they really want to do like, you know, running races, you know, then I think it needs to be with treadmills that have, you know, them controlling the incline. Yeah. I mean, it's a big, it's a big issue, isn't it, that's going to start coming to the four in the next few months about racing on Zwift and having a level playing field. Well, that might be, that might be it. You have to have a heart rate monitor to race, because then at least we can kind of have some idea that you are definitely running and not just, not just, see, I can, I have, on this, on this treadmill that I've got now, it's direct to Zwift. So there's no foot pod involved. So I can just turn it, turn it up and go and go. I do all my runs like that now. I'm, I'm in the lounge with coffee and, and this thing's doing all the hard work. No, actually, actually it does, I did test in it does stop after a minute. If you're not on it, it stops. So tell me about this future run that you're doing. It's an event to break the Guinness World Record for 24 hours on a treadmill. Who holds that currently? What rules are there and is it difficult? The current female treadmill world record stands at 153.6 miles and it's held by a Hungarian surname is Edith Burces. And unless you have a Guinness official present, which costs like eight to $10,000, then you have a lot of proving to do, put it that way. We have to have two video cameras and witnesses. There's a lot of scrutiny, isn't there? If you haven't got a tracker on, if you haven't done every single mile with a GPS watch, then the people are running, especially in the States where you've got let's run.com and everyone is down your throat, aren't they? If you miss any. Yes, we have to have two witnesses present at all times and they're only allowed to work for four hours at a time. So we need 12 witnesses and they can't benefit from the outcome of it or anything like that. So, you know, they'll also scrutinize the witnesses. So we have to be really careful about the whole thing. So you're going for the longest distance on a treadmill in 24 hours. Just to get a bit technical, what are you using to actually record the distance? It'll be done on a, we have to have a certified calibrated treadmill. So basically, you know, we'll have to either pay for somebody to calibrate it or the company themselves will have to provide it, but we just have to have this certificate of calibration and the distance will just be recorded by the distance on the treadmill itself. So it's on the 30th of June. And where, where are you doing? Whereabouts? It's going to be Cleveland, Ohio at the Cleveland fitness club. Are you inviting people to come and watch you? Yes, yes, yes. And that's another stipulation of Guinness is that it has to be open to the public for the whole event. And so the gym is actually going to stay open all 24 hours. So people can come and we expect the news to show up and all that. Is it going to be streamed? Are you going to stream it live? We do plan to hopefully we can make that work out the way we want. But yeah, we do plan to. Do you want to plug again? Just give us a one final plug for the date, the venue, the date, exactly what you're doing with your next run. Okay. Yeah, so I'm going to try to break the 24 hour treadmill Guinness World Record in Cleveland, Ohio at the Cleveland fitness club, June 30th, 12 p.m. And this is going to be a fundraiser for the Heron Project, which is a charity that assists people that with recovery from addiction and also provides education to children and communities and provides support and assistance to families and just a really, really great cause, I feel like. So we're really excited about it. And you can look us up if you're interested. Brilliant. Tara, it's been absolutely fantastic to talk to you and kind of meet you virtually for the first time. We've chatted on Facebook quite a lot. Fantastic what you're doing. Good luck with it. Thank you. And thank you again. It's been great being here talking to you. Well, I'm sure we'll talk again soon. Take care. Thanks. Bye. Bye.