Christmas can be a tricky time for those trying to be green.
When Matthew Grover was five years old, his parents took him to see a psychiatrist.
Recently, I read an Esquire article written by a woman who claimed to be perpetually aroused. Rather than enjoying her revved up libido, she described it as more of a nuisance. (“My whole vagina felt like a pressure cooker about to go off any minute—but it wouldn’t.”) Is this a claim from a sexed-up nymphomaniac or an actual medical condition?
Even though we all know basic ingredients to prevent a sunburn—use sunscreen and avoid sitting at the pool between 10 a.m. and 2 p.m.—many of us will still end up pink as a pig this summer. Adding to our confusion is the recent controversial report by the Environmental Working Group, which tested 1,000 sunscreens and found that four out of five don’t adequately protect our skin and may pose health hazards. So what do we do?
I know it’s fruitless to compare the mating practices of humans—with our highly evolved means of communication (texting), sophisticated forms of romance (get ‘er drunk!), and refined ability to rise above the lustful urges of the loin (porno mags)—to the mating practices of others in the animal kingdom, but I just had to. After all, the dreaded parental talk is supposed to be about “the birds and the bees,” but why? Yes, we’re all programmed to procreate, but what can we humans possibly learn from sparrows and bumblers.
We visited the young pregnant woman as she was going into labor.
Nancy knew it was a bad idea to go into work.
Your neighborhood could not only be making you unhealthy, it could be contributing to global warm