When I visited The Frisky offices in New York earlier this year, I stayed in a cute little hotel near Central Park. One morning I got up to take a shower, and as I turned on the water I noticed an apple seed-shaped speck on the bathmat. I reacted like most people would: backing out of the room slowly, sprinting for the phone and whispering, “I … found … a … bed … bug” as if the tiny parasite were an unstable man with a gun. Within moments, the entire housekeeping staff rushed through the door and hustled me into a different room. Luckily my little visitor turned out to be the only antisocial bed bug in history, so my stuff wasn’t infested and I avoided any bites, but the whole experience really freaked me out (so much so that I quarantined my suitcase in my garage for weeks after returning home). Next time I stay in a hotel I’ll definitely do a search on Bed Bug Registry first — this website compiles reports of bedbugs to help travelers and renters make informed choices about where they stay. The bad news? All of those little red dots are bed bug infestations. If you need me I’ll be in my bunker. [Lifehacker]
In a few years, the following scenario could actually happen. If you’ve been feeling down, sleepy, and just generally like the color has been zapped out of the world, you can make an appointment with your doctor and say, “Hey doc, can I get a depression test?” Apparently, researchers in Japan on working on a test that would measure the concentration of phosphoric acid in the blood. It’s different from existing tests because (a) it’s fast and (b) it doesn’t require DNA testing, so could even become a part of regular checkups. Meaning, it could detect it when you’re feeling symptoms or when you’re not sure what’s going on. [Telegraph UK]
Oh, but there are so many fascinating tests like this in the works. After the jump, find out about more things you’ll be able to easily diagnose in just a few years. I feel like I’m in an episode of “The Jetsons.” Keep reading »
Last month, I went on an amazing trip to Buenos Aires, Argentina. Only a not so amazing thing happened at one of the hotels where I stayed. I went to bed after a night of tango dancing, and sometime circa 2 a.m., I woke up to what felt like a pin prick on my hand. “What the eff,” I thought, turning on the lamp by the bed. I saw that my hand was covered in a series of bug bites that were in precise, straight lines. Each had three bites—the telltale sign of bed bugs. I lifted up the sheet and—bam—there were two tiny bugs that looked like small, brown ticks. Gross, disgusting bed bugs! After a few minutes of freaking out, I calmly went to the desk and explained what was going on. The dude at the desk hardly seemed surprised—he offered to wash my clothes in hot water and book me a room at another hotel since there were no more open rooms.
I was terrified of bringing bed bugs home with me. Keep reading »
If the pumping music, masses of teenage girls, and half-dressed male models didn’t already deter you from shopping at Hollister, here’s something that will. On Wednesday afternoon, tourists in New York City’s Soho flagship store — which Amelia previously described as “hell on earth” — were greeted by a sign informing them that the overpriced store was closed for the day, due to an infestation of bed bugs! It seems those gross creepy crawling biting bugs are taking over certain parts of the store, and employees have even suffered bites. Since bed bugs thrive in wood and dark places, both of which accurately describe Hollister’s “ambiance,” the store is like a breeding ground for the pests. Obviously, Hollister is currently undergoing extermination, but if you’ve purchased anything from that particular Hollister, our suggestion is get to cleaning … your entire apartment. [WSJ] Keep reading »