Let’s be honest. What’s the first thing we think of when centagenarians start giving out advice? Speaking strictly for this bish right here, usually I’m too distracted to actually hear them detail what the big bang and Jesus were like. My attention can’t help but wander to the fact that they’re gasping for oxygen between every syllable. It’s not the creped skin, loss of faculties, or posture like a dead.. Read More
Nude yoga: my body is ready
Ready your bodies, we’re doing naked yoga today. No, no. I mean – a friend recently posted something about a chick doing it. And that was after another friend posted a video a while ago about its benefits, too. (Unintentional troll alert: Before any hetero readers who aren’t chicks get too excited – they were both dudes.) But I sense some of your “right top x button” trigger fingers getting.. Read More
Education and e-poor-genetics
Remember how crazy high-school schedules used to be? Waking up early and zombie-trotting off to class? Retaining zero boring info the first hour? Wondering if we were dead or in a lucid dream? Yeah, well scientists are starting to question whether early start times are good. But, a study recently done with the aim of looking at that shone some light on more than just those dark hours of morning… Read More
DEET is D.T.S. – Down to snuff (bugs, not you).
You know, I never looked at what was in mosquito spray when I was little. But if I’m being honest, the smell of it actually brings back happy memories of playing outside as a kid. (Much like how I haven’t eaten meat for a long time, but still get this nostalgic excitement when I smell steak sizzling away on someone’s barbecue). But as I got older and made it my.. Read More
The 7 deadly yins of hot chakra work.
My dad recently asked me as we sipped coffee what “hot yoga” was.* I found it hard to give an apt description – partly because it’s different everytime I go, partly because I don’t really know what I’m doing, and partly because I wanted to do the Gwyneth thing and compare my memory of it to his Vietnam ones. But even I have a couth-line I draw. #sorrynotsorry Mostly, though,.. Read More
You’z a spiritual pimp and I’m yo bottom betch.
Are our great thinkers of today really any better than we are? Bestselling author @shawnachor discovers the secret of happy people. #SuperSoulSunday is on NOW! pic.twitter.com/5PKCXle3g9 — Oprah Network Canada (@OWNCanada) May 25, 2014 Whether it’s Cosmos or Metaphysical Milkshake or Super Soul Sunday, I love to watch documentaries, interviews, whatever – something where someone seemingly better than I am can make me want to reduce my dumbass or douchelord.. Read More
Cancer gets owned by Mayo’s measle weapon
So… a woman’s cancer was suppressed by measles? Is this a potential cancer cure? Or the start of an “I Am Legend”, IRL zombie apocalypse? For the former: No – because it’s not a “blanket” cure (just one kind of cancer’s responded to it). Also, you must repeat studies a lot to even imply – not prove – causation (this just looked at a couple patients). Oh, right. And necrotic.. Read More
Feng Shui for inspection day
I did a grand spring cleaning. It was inspired by this cathartic, domestic urge to purge my domicile of- Okay. Can’t lie. It was kinda required. We all got this goddamned inspection notice a few weeks back – the day before apartment inspection was due to happen. And being imbued with false pride and a desperate need to keep up an illusory appearance of perfection, I cancelled all of my.. Read More
Transcendence IRL: 10110xytocin?
Not really sure how I feel about this “Transcendence” flick (I mean the new Depp movie about being able to upload human consciousness into a computer – not a Supersoul Sunday special.) And I spout such ignorant pontifications as I’m about to with complete love. And preconceived notions. And 100% judging a book by it’s movie trailer before actually watching it. But the thing is, I have read (part of).. Read More
On the roooad agai- Er. Treadmill. On the treadmill.
After four (light) years, I’ve finally started running again. Okay, okay. It’s more like rabbit-on-crack galloping. When I asked my P.T if I could run again with a herniated disc, he said, “Sure!”, told me “Chi” running would be best for my back, then said he’d show me how the next week if I waited. But a wise man once said, “The time is NOW.” And since I’m really good.. Read More