Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Rare Allergy

Here's an unusual allergy for you: Korean researchers documented a case of a woman who was allergic to her husband's semen. Yikes.

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Saturday, February 28, 2009

The Wiki Breakup

We all selectively edit the story of our breakups... and courtesy of Slate V, here's a genius video on what it would look like if both sides could edit the story of a breakup. Simultaneously.

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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Stroke After Orgasm?

Recently, a healthy 35-year-old woman in Illinois had an orgasm and then a stroke. Usually, the stroking comes first, but I hear they do things differently in the Midwest.

From WebMD/CBS News: "Sex- and orgasm-triggered strokes in relatively young women and men are rare, but not unheard of. They require a combination of factors and events not unusual in themselves, but which are highly unlikely to occur at the same time. The 35-year-old woman's symptoms were typical of this unusual kind of "cryptogenic" stroke, says Jose Biller, MD, professor and chair of the neurology department at Loyola University, Chicago. "This young woman ... while having intercourse had numbness on the left side of her face, slurred speech, and weakness in her left arm," Biller tells WebMD. "When she was transferred to our care six hours after onset, she was completely unable to move her left arm, her face was paralyzed, her speech was garbled, and she was in a state of panic." It was too late to inject the woman with the clot-busting drug tPA, which must be given within three hours of a stroke. So Biller's team quickly ran a catheter from an artery in the woman's groin up into her brain to find the blood clot by angiography. Once it was found, they had only one option: to apply tPA directly to the clot... The woman's symptoms began to improve almost immediately."

Today, she is fine. But celibate.

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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Pickup Artists?

Are you watching this new reality show The Pickup Artist on VH1? The host, Mystery (one of the dudes featured in Neil Strauss's book The Game), is kind of a doofus. I continue to be shocked that The Game has spawned so many sub-industries. Neil Strauss runs a boot camp for guys who want to learn to pick up girls; Mystery has a reality show; no doubt other stuff is in the pipeline.

Women never have the problem of not meeting people at bars. My guy friends used to complain that they had trouble meeting women at bars, and that they had trouble hooking up with women they met at bars. I always looked at them like they had two heads. If you're a vaguely attractive woman and you want to kiss someone, it takes approximately 32 minutes to accomplish. Any bar, anywhere in the world.

Now, do you really want to date/hook up with some dude you met in a bar? That's a totally different story. In general, the answer is NO.

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Thursday, June 28, 2007

On meeting a mate

Apropos of my recent Huff Po piece on Holly Peterson's novel The Manny, I wanted to share some thoughts on a prevailing female fantasy: the idea that Mr. Right is somewhere out there in public.

'In public' is a really bad way to meet romantic partners.

In the book, wealthy Upper East Side working mom Jamie Whitfield hires a male nanny, Peter Bailey, then falls for him. Jamie and Peter first meet in Central Park, where Peter is teaching a group of underprivileged kids how to play chess.

It’s hard to imagine any Upper East Side yummy talking to a strange guy (however cute) in Central Park, much less asking him to babysit her kids.

The probability of meeting your future partner in public is pretty remote: only 9 percent of women and 2 percent of men say they’ve formed a relationship with someone they met in a public place (including a bar or club), according to the 1994 book Sex in America: A Definitive Survey. The majority of successful couples meet through mutual friends, school, church or work.

When the meeting place is Central Park, it’s even more unusual that the guy isn’t completely nuts. The one time I went out with a guy I met in Central Park, he turned out to be a professional harmonica player with a sister who used to be his brother. He spent a good ten minutes of the date making fun of my keychain. Need I say that we never went out again?

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