High school bully: Hey, pimple face. I’m gonna kick your ass!
Pimple face guy: I should tell you that "the activity of male hormones, androgens, can give rise to acne during adolescence, but may also protect against coronary heart disease in adulthood, UK researchers report."
High school bully: No shit! Awesome! You mean your acne can actually help your pimple face live a longer and healthier life?
Pimple face guy: Perhaps, high school bully. But you know, this medical news always has a twist to it. "Androgens also appear to be associated with an increased risk of dying from prostate cancer, the study in the American Journal of Epidemiology suggests."
High school bully: Pimply-faced loser. I’m so gonna kick your ass!
Category: Health (Page 7 of 7)
Yesterday, trying to be the healthy person I want to be, I bought one of those Naked Juices from the supermarket. I was intrigued by a new juice they had named Mango Acai.
AÇAÃ, (pronounced ah-sigh-ee) looks like a blueberry but don’t let the familiar facade fool you. This power berry is harvested from the top of palm trees in the Brazilian Rainforest, and it’s one of the most nutritious fruits on earth. Açaà packs 50% more antioxidant (vitamins A & C) punch than pomegranate, contains Omega fatty acids, vitamin E, amino acids and- what’s this? – calcium? You bet. And the taste? Think chocolate covered berries, then whip in sweet juicy mangoes and you’ll be AHHH-sigh-eeing with every sip
That certainly sounded more healthy than buying another cup of coffee at the Coffee Bean. The Mango Acai tasted pretty good, and with all those antioxidants, I left the store with a new vigor and vitality. I went to pick up some shirts in the cleaners and flirted with the girl behind the counter. I was feeling suddenly very lustful. Images of torrid sex against the steamer with Natalie (it was written on her shirt) filled my mind. Her lips, her breasts, the glimpse of her inner thighs as she reached up for my shirts in her shorts. I gave her a wink and smile before I left.
I got home and threw up. I almost fainted. I then spent the entire night in the bathroom from drinking this juice. I’m still home, sick to my stomach.
Was it too healthy for me? Damn the Brazilian rainforest! I’m sticking to that cup of coffee.
NOTE: I should thank Sophia for letting me call her at 4:30 in the morning, and then coming here to fix me some buckwheat to eat. That made me feel a lot better. We even watched "All My Children" together.
For years, men have wondered why women are so overly-emotional, crying if they don’t get a phone call right after a date or if they don’t get flowers on Valentine’s Day.
Now the answer is finally revealed — they wear the wrong bra size.
According to a national fit study by Wacoal, a bra company, eight out of ten women in the U.S. — or nearly 90 million women over the age of 18 — are wearing the wrong size bra. The Wacoal study, conducted among 750 women, also reveals that the most common mistake made by women is wearing a bra in which the band is too big and the cups too small, with an estimated 35 million women making this mistake alone.
Liz Smith, director of retail service for Wacoal suggests a bra fitting. She notes that:
"A professional bra fitting done by a trained fitter can be a fun and informative experience."
Men, do the women in your life a favor. Tell them today that their bra doesn’t fit right. They’ll love you for it.
Jeez, this skinny model/actress thing is getting out of hand.  Here are Nicole Richie and Lindsay Lohan.
(photo via D*iana’s Dirt)
Here is Valerie Lefkowitz, a plus-size model.Â
(photo via Judgement of Paris)
Now, honestly, which of these women looks best?
The Los Angeles Revlon Run/Walk was great. There were 50,000 participants, all there to raise money and awareness of breast and ovarian cancers.
I walked with S and the Wellness Community of the South Bay.
Thanks, Mom, for reminding me to bring sunscreen. Happy Mother’s Day.
After my lovefest for Dr. Mehmet Oz yesterday, I was reminded of the true state of the medical profession by the Los Angeles Times this morning:
Martin Luther King Jr./Drew Medical Center took steps this week to fire three physicians after auditors uncovered more alleged incidents of moonlighting, fraud and misbehavior by the public hospital’s senior doctors. (LA Times)
Four years ago, as evidence mounted that Merck’s blockbuster painkiller Vioxx could cause heart attacks, the company ordered its sales force not to discuss the emerging data with doctors, but instead to paint a reassuring picture of minimal risks, according to documents released Thursday at a congressional hearing. (LA Times)
Three doctors were charged Thursday with giving large amounts of Viagra and other anti-impotence drugs to mob members in return for construction and auto repair work done by Mafia-controlled businesses. (LA Times)
I found this last story the most interesting, mostly because it reminded me of a script I recently read titled, "The Godfather 2005." Here’s the first scene:
THE GODFATHER 2005
FADE IN:
INT. DON CORLEONE’S OFFICE – DAY
The blinds are closed, and so the room is dark. We are watching DOCTOR SHAPIRO over the shoulder of DON CORLEONE.
DON CORLEONE
Doctor, we know each other for years, but this is
the first time you come to me for help. I don’t
remember the last time you invited me to your
house for coffee… even though our wives are
friends.
DOCTOR SHAPIRO
What do you want of me? I’ll give you anything
you want, but do what I ask!
DON CORLEONE
And what is that, Doctor?
DOCTOR SHAPIRO whispers into the DON’s ear.
DON CORLEONE
No. You ask for too much.
DOCTOR SHAPIRO
I need to bring my Acura into your nephew’s shop
now, not Tuesday! The OnStar system is
on the fritz.
DON CORLEONE
Did you bring it up with Joey?
DOCTOR SHAPIRO
He says he’s totally booked up this weekend.
Please help. Talk to your nephew. He’s the
best shop in Westchester.
Slowly, DOCTOR SHAPIRO bows his head and murmurs.
DOCTOR SHAPIRO (CONT’D)
Be my friend. Godfather.
DON CORLEONE
I see. And if I do this for you, what service
can you do for me in return?
DOCTOR SHAPIRO takes out a large plastic bag from under the table. On it, in large letters, is written "PFIZER."
DOCTOR SHAPIRO
(smiling slyly)
Let me ask you something, Godfather. How is
your relationship with Mrs. Corleone?
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