Rachel Hendrix

[El Enmascarado 𝕏 | Money Maker @ElEnmascarado_X]

Estás aburrido porque no haces misiones secundarias, tío.

La vida es algo más que solo trabajar y tirarte en la cama sin hacer nada.

Aquí tienes 50 misiones secundarias para completar:

[DAN KOE @thedankoe]

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[🍃 @cardamomkiss]

I've been looking for a world map for my son's room but I'm very particular about maps and I finally found a perfect one. No political borders just geographic features and 1,642 wild animals

[C O U R T N E Y @icourtneycries]

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[The Real Mike Rowe @mikeroweworks]

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Here's a Foreword I never thought I'd write, for a book I never thought I'd read...

I was filming a new episode of People You Should Know at the Plumber’s Union in Queens, when a 13-year-old girl named Khamila Rose told me about the first time she got her period.

To be clear, I hadn’t asked her for this information. I’d come to Union Local #1 that day to do a story on a foundation called Tools and Tiaras, a terrific organization that exposes young women to a variety of skilled trades. Khamila was there that day, along with dozens of other young girls to learn about careers in plumbing, and I was chatting her up as she was fitting two pipes together. At some point, I asked her what she did for fun, and Khamila told me she liked to write.

“Really?” I said. “What sort of things do you write about?”
“Well,” she said, “I currently have two electronic books published on Amazon.”
“You’re kidding,” I said. “What are they called?”
“The first one is called Sista Spy Squad. It’s the story of a young girl who discovers that her deceased parents used to be spies. Then she goes through a time portal, meets her new best friends, and follows in her parent’s footsteps, as she and her team come face to face with The Sinister Six.”
“I see,” I said. “What about the second one?”
“The second one is called Blossom Tales: A Story of Menstrual Magic.

It was noisy in the workshop, and I thought she said, “Mental Magic.” But no, she said, “Menstrual Magic,” and Khamila took great pleasure in correcting me. She repeated the title of her latest book nice and loud as the camera crew captured my reaction, which was pretty much what you’d expect from a grown man who suddenly finds himself having a conversation with a thirteen-year-old girl about a very different sort of plumbing.

Moments like that stick with you, and later that night, my curiosity got the better of me. I downloaded Blossom Tales: A Story of Menstrual Magic and read it on my computer. It thought it was great. A perfect story, really, for any young girl whose body was about to start behaving in a completely unfamiliar way. I thought it deserved to be out there in print, like a real book, so I called my mother’s publisher, Jonathan Merkh, and told him about the thirteen-year-old aspiring female plumber who writes books about spy craft and menstruation. Jonathan read Blossom Tales: A Story of Menstrual Magic and quickly agreed to publish it, if I agreed to write the Foreword you’re about to finish.

And that’s how this book came to be.

In closing, I meet a lot of interesting people in my line of work, often by accident. Khamila Rose is one of those people, so it’s fitting that she wound up in an episode of People You Should Know, which you’re welcome to watch on my YouTube Channel. https://t.co/XWA7Us6h9G Maybe she’ll be plumber when she grows up, or maybe she’ll be a writer? Maybe she’ll be neither or maybe she’ll be both? All I know for sure is that right now, Khamila Rose is filled with more curiosity, more ambition, and more work ethic than most adults. For those reasons alone, I hope you'll pick up a copy of Blossom Tales. It’s a fine way to encourage the qualities we all desperately hope will define the next generation, not to mention a perfect way to prepare thousands of young girls for their first visit from Aunt Flo.

Get your copy here, and let the blossoming begin…
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Also - if you’re intrigued by this, you’ll love the attached video, which captures the exact moment I knew I’d have no choice but to get Khamila’s book published. https://t.co/kdWGgCxwV9

[Congressman Randy Fine @RepFine]

I want to congratulate @Israel on its mostly peaceful bombing of Iran.

[Dylan O'Sullivan @DylanoA4]

Murakami, what a line

[Jay Yang @Jayyanginspires]

Beautiful reminder:

[Rachel Hendrix @RachelHendrix17]

@AdrianneCurry LOVE him!!

[Rachel Hendrix @RachelHendrix17]

@NiallHarbison Wish I could be in Ireland or England. But I am hoping for a huge turnout for you 💕

[Niall Harbison @NiallHarbison]

From agony to ecstasy in 4 short weeks.

A comeback that will make your heart smile 🥰🙏

[Rachel Hendrix @RachelHendrix17]

@DOGE @DOGE_USDA @DOGE_SSA Military bases are in horrendous condition and need funding. Buildings in tatters, covered in mold, housing that looks like section 8. Our troops deserve better. Do one visit to Naval Base Norfolk, which is the largest on the east coast and see. @elonmusk @DOGE @PeteHegseth

[Dr Tracy Westerman AM @TracyWesterman]

This is just so devastating for anyone who has been following Albas story
The cruelty of human beings is beyond comprehension at times but then you have an angel like @NiallHarbison and it restores your faith.
Thank you for sharing little Albas tough journey with us; so many people around the world fell love with her & grieve with you 💕

[Dr Tracy Westerman AM @TracyWesterman]

I’ve just signed up to $200/month to Happy Doggo in memory of little Alba. @NiallHarbison work is truly the work of angels.
Encourage everyone to donate today for Alba ❤️

[Ian Jaeger @IanJaeger29]

JUST IN: Argentina President Javier Milei arrives in the United States for President Trump’s Inauguration.

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[The Real Mike Rowe @mikeroweworks]

A Drink Before the War

Last night, I was back in the bar at the top of The Huntley Hotel, nursing a gimlet and pondering the difference between “contained” and “controlled” when five guys walked in who did not resemble the typical clientele. Tee shirts, ball caps and flannel. They were looking for room at the bar, and didn’t hesitate to say hello when they recognized me.

“Holy shit!” said one. “What are you doing here?”
I smiled and shrugged. “Everybody’s gotta be somewhere I guess.”
“Are we on an episode of Dirty Jobs?” said another. “Should I call my agent?”

I laughed along with the men and said, “You won’t need an agent for this gig. You're already the stars of the show.”

The men laughed and paused for a photo, at my request. These were firefighters from up north, who had come down to relieve their brothers and sisters who’d been slogging through hell for the last 48 hours. They had just arrived in Santa Monica, where they’d been put up at the same hotel that I’ve been hunkered down in for the last few days.

“A drink before the war?” I asked.
“You know it,” said the short one.
“It’s important to stay hydrated in our line of work,” said another.

A short guy with a wide grin introduced himself as Andy Garcia, and told me that he and his fellow firefighters were part of Lookout Fire Department around Mt. Shasta. Engine 4822 and water tender 4830.

“We got down here as quick as we could,” said Andy. “This is gonna be one for the history books.”
“I’m afraid you’re right about that,” I said.

Earlier that day my friend Manju, the hotel manager at The Huntley, asked me say hello to one of the fire chiefs, who had a video on his phone that simply defied description. It was filmed at 2pm the day before, but it looked like 2am. The sky was filled with black smoke, and dark as pitch. His men were visible however, illuminated by towering flames that surrounded them as they fought to save another home, only to see it crumble before them. The chief wept as the video played.

“My men are exhausted,” he said. “Would it be possible to free up a few showers in the hotel?”
The hotel was slammed, but Manju vowed to find some empty rooms.
"I know that many of our guests would be honored to give up their beds for a few hours," she said.
“Thank you,” said the Chief. “But there’s no need for beds, because there's no time to sleep. Showers though, would go a long way.”

There’s not much new to say about the calamity that continues to unfold here. The situation is, as they say, fluid. Like many of you, I have some thoughts about the policies that precipitated this disaster, and the elected officials who enacted those policies. I also have some strong opinions on what to do with people who fly their drones over a disaster area, and damage the aircraft piloted by men who are trying to fight the fire. Perhaps I'll share some of those thoughts when the inferno is finally contained, or better yet, under control. For now, though, my thoughts are with Dwane, Paul, Alex, Efrain, and Andy. Five guys who stopped by the hotel bar for a drink before the war. Men who traveled hundreds of miles to risk their lives on my behalf.

Thank you gentlemen and be careful out there.
Mike

[Rachel Hendrix @RachelHendrix17]

@JonCovering @joerogan

[Spitfire @RealSpitfire]

I will never understand leaving your pets behind. Ever.