I don’t know about you, but I’ve always been okay with peeing in the ocean. Mostly because it’s annoying to pee when you’re wearing a one-piece bathing suit, which I wore when I was a kid, so I just got into the habit of letting it flow in the ocean. I think most people feel that it’s harmless and even enjoy peeing in the ocean, although some people seem to believe it’s wrong and/or weird. Inevitably, these non-ocean urinators are met with a slew of justifications from the pro-ocean urinators: That’s where the fish pee! The salt water makes the already sterile urine even more sterile! Or something! Everyone does it! The natural world is our toilet! Keep reading »
Speaking from experience, long-distance relationships can be the worst. Missing your significant other leads to frustration, which leads to anger, which leads to fights that can’t end in sex and snuggling. For some reason, people keep trying them and sometimes they even work out in the end. In fact, a study conducted by Crystal Jiang, from the City University of Hong Kong, and Jeffrey Hancock, from Cornell University, has found that people in LDRs are more likely to form strong bonds than couples who see each other in person regularly.
In the study, as reported in Science Daily, dating couples in both long distance and geographically close relationships were asked to report their daily interactions over the course of a week. This included face-to-face talking, texting, phone calls, emails, video chat, and social media. The couples were also asked to report how much they shared about themselves and how intimate they felt with their partner during these interactions.
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Finally, research proves I’m not an unhappy person! For years, my friends have constantly criticized my choice of sad Vanessa Carlton tunes, always encouraging me to listen to happier, more uplifting music, but I have consistently declined. But according to a new study, listening to sad music can actually make you happy!
The study, conducted by scientists at the Tokyo University of the Arts and the RIKEN Brain Science Institute, claims that listening to sad music may trigger the opposite feeling it is meant to evoke. Researchers were curious to figure out why humans continued to listen to sad music if it only bummed them out. Keep reading »
My brother grew up with four sisters in the house. I know, right? Come to find out, there’s more to having a bunch of sisters than just growing up to be a ladies’ man. A new study published in the Journal of Politics has found that boys with sisters are more likely to grow up to be Republicans and also to do less housework. You might think that being exposed to more girls early on might prompt a boy to be more egalitarian — but apparently you would be wrong. Keep reading »
I suffer from a condition that I refer to as “hanger.” When I go too long without eating, something happens to me, beyond my control, not unlike Bruce Banner when he turns into the The Hulk. (I had to Google the name of The Hulk’s alter ego, by the way. Don’t mistake me for a person who knows anything about comic books.) When I’m really hungry, I start to change.
First, I get a headache, but it’s a specific kind of headache that feels like giant hands are squeezing my forehead. Next comes the stomach growling. All normal signs of hunger, I suppose. But once the stomach growling runs its course, I go rogue, turning into a raging savagely bitchy beast capable of evil. I get laser focused on where food is coming from and how soon it’s going to be in my mouth. I don’t care what food it is. Anyone around me at that time should take cover, because should you stand between me and the meal I so desperately need to consume, you shall feel my wrath. (A big “I’m sorry” to anyone who has ever dated me, because you’ve seen the worst of this and I truly regret it.) Normally a calm and peaceful being, in a fit of hanger, I’m liable to slam doors, hurl insults or break down in tears over nothing. It’s like all of my impulse control shuts down. And if you suffer from this affliction yourself, I’m very sorry. Keep reading »
Biologists set out to discover the point, evolutionarily not orgasmically, of a man performing oral sex on a woman. Because to an evolutionary scientist, I guess everything must be connected to propagation of the species? I mean, as we all know, some of the best things in life have no purpose, like tanning on the beach. Aside from a tiny serotonin bump and a good dose of vitamin D, all it does is make you more susceptible to skin cancer. But that still doesn’t stop most people. And yes, I’m fantasizing heavily about being at the beach right now. Keep reading »