Ever heard a disembodied voice? The kinda turn-around-and-no-one’s-there experience that sets all your flesh follicles agog? A buncha cops trying to save a woman from her car which’d gone into an icy river sure did. After a fisherman spotted the car and summoned the authorities, the four officers arrived. And, as each confirm, they all are certain they heard a woman calmly shouting “help” to them as they approached –.. Read More
You can thank this nice black lady that you don’t have polio.
This is kinda nuts. Mrs. Lacks was never lacking in the fertility department – she had a shiz ton of kids before she passed on. But I wonder if she knew that she’d give birth to something even bigger? Like the imminent precursor to polio vaccines and cloning capabilities? With her actual cervix, no less? She wasn’t some scientist or patient volunteer, either. She was a mother, hard worker at.. Read More
Wait… did we just find the cure for cancer?
After mowing through all the previous seasons of VICE, I was looking forward to the next one, eagerly. (Well, I guess not too eagerly ’cause I apparently missed the third round’s premiere last week.) So as I sat down the other evening to enjoy a nice cup of soup after a hard day of doing the Sisyphus version of shoveling snow while more just poured down on me, I belatedly.. Read More
Should we care about human-mice hybrids?
You know, I get that we need to test on animals to find cures for things ‘n stuff. But if we’re gonna carry on with intentionally pumping human level cognitive powers into them, we’d better gear up for an uprising. Somehow, I can’t imagine that when these humanized lab rats I’m reading about find out how shitty we’re treating all the non-humans of the world, they’re gonna be alright with.. Read More
Science tells us we’re crapping wrong.
You know, I critique my dog’s OCD shitting ritual all the time. But maybe I have no room to speak. Because, according to science, I and the rest of my culture are (like so many things in our lives) doing it wrong. Unless, of course we have one of those ass-istive emission devices. I recently joked around about making my own toilet for weight loss, but I was reminded today.. Read More
Pain is just pleasure on deck
Pain can be good for you, so they say. I don’t mean the chronic where-the-fcck’d-this-come-from sting of sciatica or a piece of shrapnel raping the comfort of your days. That shit’s just soul sucking until you get a physiological fix up (or just a fix of the pharmaceutiful genre, which ultimately isn’t the answer, unless your five year plan is drug dependency peppered with hostile outbreaks in rage, and ultimately.. Read More
Is food-reducing the fountain of youth?
Not long ago, I wrote about how detoxes are alright – if you do ‘em naturally. They’re a waste of money when you fork out a buncha funds to buy them which you could instead be acquiring electronics and lattes with. Why? Because you can basically just mimic the same effect by doing a fast-lite thing on your own. Though I argued the selling of it is just as bad.. Read More
Winged GMO’s – coming to bite you soon! :D
You wanna know the nice thing about GMO food? If I don’t want to put it in my body, I don’t have to. I’ve mentioned before how “GMO” is a loaded term. Almost everything we eat is the product of being “genetically modified” based on the fact that we change the natural conditions to get a delicious progeny product we want. However, when it’s happening in a lab with a.. Read More
Applying for a new life.
So, I’m in the midst of applying to get into a PTA program. (That’s “Physical Therapist Assistant” – like a therapist without the grandiose title of “Dr.”) I think I mentioned in an earlier article I might be doing this – and also worried that if I did, I’d lose my artsy, writer-y, creative side. Honestly, I thought (because of that fear) that it was going to end up another.. Read More
Cafe Ve-run-a: drinking joe pre-gym.
Two things are for sure in my life. Coffee. And coffee. Okay, three: and… cardio. Both the liquid A.M. pick me up and my kicks kickin’ up dirt and sweat have proven equally addictive pastimes for me. In fact, the coffeemaker on my counter hasn’t taken a holiday since the day we met. Even that one when I said I was going to quit cold turkey. (“I just… need to.. Read More