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I guess I assumed that when you ran for office you couldn't make up your whole history out of Pleasantville. On the other hand, he is the first gay republican to win his seat if he is gay. CES

It's come out that everything that George Santos said to get elected is false. Is there any repurcussions for that? CES

Desert Storms 4 1987- Marty and Ren loaded up the rented Jeep with supplies from the plane. Then they headed south. The local news pointed Ren to the area but none of the reporters had an idea of what was going on down there. Ren had an idea but he didn’t like what it meant if he was right. “This might be a bigger problem than what we thought,” said the detective, consulting the map. “We might need help before this is done.” “We can call Barry when we reach where we can see things,” said Marty. “This might just be weird weather.” “We know this isn’t weird weather,” said Ren. “This is being caused by someone. I can already see the patterns in the air.” “Can you stop them?,” asked Marty. “I don’t know,” said Ren. “My speciality doesn’t lend itself to mystical dueling. I have seen something like that when I was younger. The Professor said it was a failure on his part since he had not been able to gather the evidence needed and had to resort to a petty trick.” Marty nodded. He had met the Professor once with the Scouts, and when Bond was born. The old man and Barry had got along splendidly as the younger generation looked on. Evidence gathering methods had been the thing for a long time that night. Marty wondered sometimes about his parents. Barry had been a good father before he had been reduced to a brain in a jar despite the constant danger. He didn’t have a clue how he had come into his adopted father’s custody. He had never asked Ren about his parents. “How did you start working with the Professor?,” asked Marty. “I was sold to him,” said Ren. “How did you start working with Barry?” “I don’t know,” said Marty. “I just always have as long as I can remember.” “You don’t remember how you came to be with the Scouts?,” said Ren. “No,” said Marty. “Jim always said that they found me during one of their cases. They said they didn’t know what happened to my folks.” “I could look into it for you,” said Ren. “It’s part of what I do.” “It has been a long time,” said Marty. “That would be a mystery that might be out of reach.” “We’ll see,” said Ren. Marty smiled. His friend loved breaking mysteries. The longer away it was, the more he loved it. He could take it, or leave it. He drove on in silence. He wished Finch was with them. He felt more confident when she was close. “Yes,” said Ren. “We are looking at something unnatural. I think I am going to call Corona in case we need someone to come looking for us.” “I don’t have a problem with that,” said Marty. “Tell her to leave Bond with Finch.” “All right,” said Ren. “She’ll love visiting the desert.” “That will be one of us then,” said Marty. He followed the road south, keeping an eye on the other drivers. Any one of them could do something stupid that he might have to use his power to fix. “Don’t worry,” said Ren. “We might not have to do anything at all. This might be a natural event.” “Like the Bermuda Triangle?,” said Marty. “I wouldn’t go that far, but yes,” said Ren. Marty wondered if Corona could fly there from the States. He had never asked what her range was. He just knew she was fast in the air. She might have to catch an airplane flight to reach them. They drove south quietly. Ren took readings with a coin on a string. He frowned at each one. A cloud appeared on the horizon. Marty pulled off the side of the road. He got out of the car and looked into the distance. He frowned at the storm floating in front of them. Ren got out on the other side. He held up his coin on a string. It dropped straight down at first. Then it rotated in the still air violently. Ren put the coin away. “Whatever is going on is kicking a lot of loose energy into the air,” said Ren. “Better call Corona,” said Marty. “We’ll have to do something, but we might need someone to rescue us if things goes sideways.” “Solving this would be good for this part of the world,” said Ren. “I would like it even better if we don’t get killed doing it.” “I know,” said Marty. “Finch will kill me if something like that happens.” Ren gave him a look before shaking his head. “Where do you think we should try to set up?,” asked Marty. “We can let luck decide for us,” said Ren. He swung the coin on its string over his head. He gave his wrist a flick and released. The coin flew up and away. “Follow that dowsing coin.” “Really,” said Marty. He created a bird to follow the flying currency. Its sharp eyes should keep the thing in sight until it lands. They got back in the jeep. The vehicle rolled toward the cloud, keeping an eye on the bird. Fighting a stationary tornado was a new one on them. A stop at the next town might give them some cover to think about how they were going to pierce the storm and look for the source. They certainly needed some way to get close without risking the rental. Marty had dealt with high winds and knew they could lose the Jeep if he turned the wrong way. He doubted the extra insurance he had asked for would cover a magic tornado lifting the vehicle up and throwing it across the desert. He didn’t have anything close to dealing with the phenomenon other than his dragon scaled up to carry him above the cloud and swirling sand. He wouldn’t know what creature could stop the wind without killing itself. “I can’t see your bird any more,” said Ren. “It must still be in the air,” said Marty. “Look for a flare. That’s where the bird will land to mark the spot where your thing hit the ground.” “Do you think your bird can fly into that?,” said Ren. He nodded at the swirl of air ahead. “I don’t see why not,” said Marty. “It’s living flame. It should be able to stay in the air in a long glide forever.” “There is a helicopter,” said Ren. He pointed at a small chopper headed into the desert. “Should we go after that?” “All right,” said Marty. “Keep an eye on where the bird lands.” Marty pulled off the road and headed across the country. The helicopter would set down long before he could catch up to it. He had a general direction and thought it was heading for a spot at the edge of the bad weather. Maybe the local government had decided to figure out what was going on. Marty wondered if Barry knew someone he could call to ask for information. He should have thought about whether there were masks operating in the area that he could check for assistance. “There’s the flare from your bird,” said Ren. He pointed at the small column of flame in the air. “It’s just on the other side of that helicopter.” “Let’s drive over and see what’s going on,” said Marty. “An unmarked heli could mean anything. Once we have that sorted out, we can try to find your coin on a string.” “Whatever is out there has to be causing the storm,” said Ren. “If we have the right tools, we can disperse the cloud and settle things to normal.” “Don’t get too excited about having another mystery to solve,” said Marty. “This could just be something that is once in a lifetime caused by the desert.” “How likely is that?,” said Ren. “I have only seen it a couple of times,” said Marty. “We didn’t find the source other than something was in the ground. Once we ripped that up, the whirlwind broke apart.” “So this could be the same thing,” said Ren. “What if we’re wrong?” “The first explanation is it’s something natural and something we can interfere with it at some level,” said Marty. “The second explanation is someone caused this and no one knows how to stop it yet.” “And we’re going to be the ones to try to stop it if it’s unnatural?,” said Ren. “I can see that.” “Don’t worry,” said Marty. “Finch can punch a storm out.” “Okay,” said Ren. “We both know that isn’t true.” “Have you ever seen her try?,” asked Marty. He smiled. “I haven’t actually,” said Ren. “I choose to disbelieve the statement until I see it with my own eyes.” “Just pretend to be surprised when she does it,” said Marty. “That way I won’t have to tell her I told her secret to you.” “If she can punch out a storm like that with her bare hands, I will be the most amazed detective that you ever saw,” said Ren. “Do you want to put money down?,” asked Marty. “No, because we will have to do something about this without Finch,” said Ren. “I just don’t know what yet.” “Something will present itself,” said Marty. “We’re homing in on that heli. We should be able to see a pad with glasses in a few minutes. I don’t know how long it will take to drive across the desert to it.” “I think there is a camp, Marty,” said Ren. He pointed to a set of tents under the flag of Israel in the distance. “Maybe explanation two is the right one.” “We’ll know if they start shooting at us,” said Marty. He smiled at the sour grimace on his friend’s face. “I think that’s the last thing we want,” said Ren. “I see some security,” said Marty. “Let’s see what happens when we roll up to the checkpoint. Be ready to hypnotize the car.” “I am,” said Ren. He placed one hand on the dashboard as the Jeep sped toward the camp. He placed the lines of work in the dashboard to wait for him to activate them at the right time. A group of soldiers approached. They held their rifles pointed down, but ready to bring up in case of trouble. They frowned at the two strangers rolling to a stop beside them. “How’s it going?,” said Marty. “Is there a problem?” “Go back to the road,” said the sergeant in charge. He pointed back the way they had come. “There’s nothing for tourists here.” “Have you seen my bird?,” Marty asked. “About yay big, kind of red and orange.” “No,” said the sergeant. “What kind of bird is that?” “My wife calls it a fire chicken,” said Marty. “They don’t get along.” “Are you having some kind of problem we can help you with?,” asked Ren. “There’s a lot of armed men for a sandstorm.” “I think you should turn around and go back the way you came,” said the sergeant. “You can hunt your bird after we’re done.” “What if he attacks and pecks you?,” asked Marty. “We will shoot it?,” asked the sergeant. “I wouldn’t do that,” said Marty. “That will make it angrier.” “Excuse me,” said a man with a beard and short sleeve shirt. “What is going on here?” “The sergeant is helping me with my fire chicken,” said Marty Morgan. “I’m Marty Morgan. This is Ren.” “The famous Marty Morgan?,” asked the bearded newcomer. “The Hazard Scout Marty Morgan?” “I’ll give you an autograph if you want,” said Marty. “Come inside,” said the chief. “Sergeant, have someone park the jeep out of the way in case the storm turns and comes this way.” “Yes, sir,” said the sergeant. “Are you sure that is wise?” “The Scouts have been solving weird problems for a while now,” said the chief. “I think they can help us with this.” “We would be glad to do that,” said Marty. He got out of the jeep. “It’s a rental. I need to turn it back in when we’re done driving around.” “We will do our best, sir,” said the sergeant. He didn’t look pleased about the development. Ren got out the other side, pulling on his bag. He walked around the car, keeping his hands in plain sight. It was too easy to be shot by accident in a situation like this. “I’m Ishmael Levram,” said the bearded man. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.” “The pleasure is all ours,” said Marty. “Having problems?” “Yes,” said Levram. “That’s why I hired consultants to help me figure this out.” He led the way into the tent. Marty paused to let his eyes adjust to the change in lighting. He saw two familiar men going over charts with some technicians. “Hadron?,” said Marty. “Mark Hadron?” “Morgan?,” said one of the men. “What are you doing here?” “What are you doing here?,” asked Marty. “It’s a long way from New York.” “Ishmael hired us to do a survey,” said Harry Cho. “I didn’t expect to see the Hazard Scouts out here.” “Barry said he wanted to know what was going on,” said Marty. “This is Ren. Ren, this is Mark Hadron and Harry Cho, the guys who saved New York.” “Pleasure to meet you,” said Ren. “The Mark saved New York,” said Hadron. “We do need help, Marty. I was about to ask Ishmael to get the others on a plane with our gear. The sensor readings here are higher than the World Trade.” “So Israel could be ripped up?,” asked Marty. “Like a sheet of paper,” said Hadron. “We didn’t bring anything with us because we didn’t think it would be this bad.” “It’s magical in nature,” said Ren. “I have a marker to point us in the right direction.” “Ren and I can go into the wind and find the source of it,” said Marty. “Maybe shut it down.” “Maybe get flayed alive,” said Ishmael. “There is no doubt the sand propelled by the wind is capable of skinning people if they were in the middle of that.” “We need access to your workshop, Ishmael,” said Hadron, eyeing the sensor. “We need to build lamps and carbines. This thing is not going to wait for Milt and Dyson to get here.” “All right,” said Levram. “It’s south of Tel Aviv. We can fly back, build what you need, and fly back.” “I don’t think we have time for that,” said Cho. The wind picked up to underscore his words. “It looks like we have to do things with what we have here.”

Rep Scott Perry has been identified as the head conspirator helping Eastman and Clarke try to throw the 20 election back to the individual states to decide. I believe that a censure is on the table but I am not sure CES

Wstched Columbo with the boy and David Easche and Shere Dupree go in together to murder a broker and frame Barry Corbin for it. They are done in by Columbo realizing they know each other CES

Also some youtubers following the NFT thing are saying the artwork is stolen leaving Trump, these people, and others open for lawsuits from the likes of Amazon and Men's Wearhouse. CES

I am going with Agatha Harkness as my daughter, and the Phantom Stranger as an Uncle CES

I have heard that too. Supposedly the company that set this up has been caught with their hands in the cookie jar before CES

Why not Rocket Racer too? CES

We're still picking over the weekend, Baz. I think that would be a great time to catch up for you. CES

I'm picking Jason Blood/The Demon Etrigan as my son CES

Read Sierra Six by Greany. Courtland Gentry, the Gray Man, uncovers an old enemy who plans to nuke Mumbai. CES

Death Tribble Location of Home: 1407 Graymalkin Lane, Salem Centre, Westchester County, New York Father: Nathaniel Essix/Mister Sinister Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options CSyphrett Location of Home: Hogwart's Magical school Father: Kent Nelson Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Old Man Location of Home: San Fernando Valley, California Father: Jonn Jonzz/ The Martian Manhunter Mother: Jennifer Walters/She-Hulk Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Hermit Location of Home: Nomansian Island Father Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Pariah Location of Home: Moya Father Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Assault Location of Home: The Village Father Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Logan Location of Home: Nevermore Academy Father: Seth Brundle Mother: Lisa from Weird Science Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Psybolt Location of Home: North Pole Father: Santa Claus Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Cancer Location of Home: Isle of Dogs, London, England Father: Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options I'm picking Witch Hunter Robin as my mother. CES

Death Tribble Location of Home: 1407 Graymalkin Lane, Salem Centre, Westchester County, New York Father Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options CSyphrett Location of Home: Hogwart's Magical school Father Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Old Man Location of Home: San Fernando Valley, California Father Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Hermit Location of Home: Nomansian Island Father Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Pariah Location of Home: Moya Father Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Assault Location of Home: The Village Father Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Logan Location of Home: Nevermore Academy Father: Seth Brundle Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options Psybolt Location of Home: North Pole Father: Santa Claus Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options I'm picking Kent Nelson as my dad CES

Murdoch got deposed for Fox News falsehoods. if Dominion wins, he might lose control of his empire. CES

This is like the familiar of zero where they find a dragon fighting weapon and it's one of these. No one knew how to use it but the familiar CES

Hogwart's Magical School, Scotland (I think) CES

Watched Columbo as our detective teams up with Rod Steiger as a mob boss to gaslight George Wendt into confessing to the murders he committed. CES

In my day, you did the deed and kept quiet. You didn't get on the phone and call everyone and say I did it. Come get me. CES

You are my pillow, trash bandit CES

Just wanted to pop in and let you guys know we're live a little less than 24 hours from right now. Put on your thinking caps. CES

yes CES

The Summers Family Tree Draft of 2022 I think we did something like this once before, so it should be an easy draft to do as we are close on the Holidays. The goal is to design a family from any published source, but once a character is picked he is off the table. So the location is the first pick, then the rest can be filled at any time. We will pick through the weekend. To have a more relaxed time for this, the draft will start on Mon, the 12th at 5 p.m. Eastern Standard Time. Let's make this last draft of the year a good one. Location of Home: Father Mother Son Daughter Family Pet Grandfather/mother Three unsorted kin (cousins, in-laws, other grandparents. etc) Two options CES

I am sorry about this, Chris. CES

Rainey and anybody she knows became the number one suspect with all this talk. What is it with these idiots? Why do they always forget the number one rule of criminality? CES