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Jeremih came into the 92.3 NOW FM studios today to talk with Tictak and some fans about his rise to fame with his single “Birthday Sex”. Oh, and he dropped off some pizzas as well… that’s how he rolls.
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Check out some photos and video, below…
I’ve been in other countries where it seemed second nature for my cab driver to pull over and pick up another passenger… at one point one even sat on my lap, but I just have a different sense of personal space at home.
That sense of privacy, however, may be quickly snatched from me as the Taxi and Limousine Commission wants to implement a multiple fare program. This means, I could be riding along in a cab (something I consider a luxury when I take one) and my cabbie can pull over and pick someone else up, while we both sit awkwardly staring out our respective windows as our cab starts looking more and more like the subway.
I have to say I’m anti cab sharing, but it’s not my opinion I’m curious about.
What do you think of multiple fare cab rides? Invasion of privacy or a great way to save some dough?
Sound off in the comments section below.
Exercise is super fantastic for you, but it’s not the be-all-end-all of weight management.
Long ago, when I was still impressionable and ate things like Spaghetti-O’s, my mom bought all her fitness gear from the Home Shopping Network, and the fitness mongers would say things like “If you work out for 30-minutes you’ll keep burning calories for 24-hours after your workout.” Even as a kid that sounded fishy to me, but there were a lot of people (my mom included) that loved this idea. Minimal effort, maximum gain.
Sadly life doesn’t work that way, and a recent study proves it.
The University of Colorado at Denver, just dispelled this long standing and widely accepted fitness myth, much to the department head Edward Melanson’s surprise. The medical team followed and tested a group of moderately active volunteers before, after and way after their workouts. The results: you burn more fat while your exercising, but the buck stops there. There are no post workout metabolic improvements, sigh…
That’s where diet comes into place…
It sucks, but apparently in order to be the Adoni that we all wish we could be, calorie counting and calorie burning need to have a symbiotic relationship. Exercise still has a ton of health benefits, like lowering cholesterol, blood pressure, improving stress levels and managing hormones, but your metabolism won’t increase for long periods of time post treadmill. In between gym sessions that means eating healthy.
Sorry guys… I’m just the messenger, don’t kill me. Blame those dudes in Colorado who popped our bubble.
Jon & Kate Plus 8 are like this freaky little guilty pleasure of mine.
At first, when people went on and on about the show, I’d be like: “Uhh, I’m single and in my twenties, why in the world would I watch a show about people in the suburbs with a breeding problem?” Then it sucked me in like a succubus. Damn those adorable kids who are slightly incomprehensible, but adorable nonetheless.
Except Maddy, she’s a she-demon.
So, yeah, I’m totally sucked into their family melodrama, especially now that Jon is caught calling some other woman “babe” and riding off from a bar with her at all hours of the night. Yeah, Kate’s kind of a bitch, but the show is probably more “reality” than any other reality show I watch, and I’m suspecting that any woman with that many kids would probably be a bit high strung. I mean, my mom only had one kid, and she’s awesome, but she had her moments. I can only imagine what she’d be like with seven more.
Oh, and let’s just face it, Jon is a wuss. Seriously, dude, if you feel that downtrodden stand up for yourself, don’t cheat on your wife and kids.
I see a lot of comments on other sites saying that Kate deserves to be cheated on because she’s a bitch. Umm, he married her and I’m guessing there were signs of bitchdom pre-nuptuals… oh, yeah and no one deserves to be cheated on.
Having said that, last night’s season premiere was all sorts of depressing.
Kate actually seemed like a real person with feelings, which made it harder to hate her. Jon, was wearing way too much hair gel. There comes a point in life when the gel in the front, balding in the back look has got to go. Oh wait, that’s all the time.
The show was sweet and cute when they were a family with adorable toddlers just trying to find their way. Now, it seems like a show about marriage counselling and a family unravelling and that’s just uncomfortable and depressing.
Part of me feels like the show has never been more interesting… yet, for the sake of the people involved (and basically I mean the kids), I feel like they need to kick the camera crew out and learn how to be a family without public scrutiny. Of course, that could be rough seeing as how neither of them have jobs and the majority of their income comes from the kind people over at TLC.
You know you watched it… so what are your thoughts on Jon & Kate?
Time to call it quits or bring on the drama?
If you’re like me you’re probably still full from yesterday’s recreational eating. All the salt and ‘who knows what’ that goes into BBQ fare can cause a wee bit of bloating. Or at least that’s what I like to tell myself… it’s bloating, not weight.
Okay, yeah, sometimes it’s a little white lie I tell myself to avoid the obvious truth.
Here are some sure-fire ways of getting rid of that post holiday bloating…
1. Yogurt
Strange, but true. Sometimes “bloat” isn’t water weight, but another type of weight entirely. Yogurt has all sorts of fantastic bacteria, including Candida, that regulate your digestive tract (that’s a nice way of saying your colon). So, if you’re backed up, but don’t want to stock up on fiber (which may not aid in the losing of water weight) start by upping your yogurt intake. Yogurt can also help settle your stomach (good bacteria is awesome) if you’ve over indulged and feel like your tummy is all out of whack.
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2. Lemon
Lemon is natures natural diuretic. Sounds sexy, no? Upping your lemon intake, can help you flush some of that excess water from your system. Ginger is also a natural diuretic (not the pickled kind that comes with sushi), so try making yourself some lemon ginger tea, by boiling some water with ginger and lemon, then straining. Mmm. Tea. Okay, maybe make it iced tea.
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3. Potassium
You know how body builders are all sinewy and veiny looking? Yeah, that’s because they work pretty hard at sucking the water out of their system (not all of it, as we’re comprised mostly of water, but a great deal of it). Pre-event they’ll stock up on bananas, avocado, sweet potato, edamame, dried apricots, foods with high level of potassium. If it works for them to show off their muscles, it’ll also work for you when you’re trying to shed some of that hot dog induced water weight.
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4. Nix the Salt
This should go without saying, but we tend to consume way more salt than we realize on a daily basis. The average adult needs about 4.2 grams of salt a day, but in reality we eat about 12 grams. While you’re trying to de-bloat, focus on sodium levels in your food and nix any excess salt.
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5. Drink water
This may seem counter-intuitive, as you’re currently trying to get rid of water, but water is the key to de-bloating. Your body won’t feel the need to hold onto every ounce of water retained if it knows there’s more coming down the pike. Plus you need the water in your system to help flush out all sodium that’s encouraging that water weight to begin with.
I’m all for natural remedies first and definitely don’t suggest hitting up your local pharmacy for water pills. After all, the stuff in those pills that helps you shed that excess water is the same stuff that’s in food, and food is way more fun than pill popping.
If you live on the Upper East Side, you may have an even longer wait to get your afternoon latte. A Starbucks on the Upper East was “bombed” yesterday at around 3:30 AM, fortunately without hurting anyone, but it did create quite the mess for the Barista’s to clean up today.
In the last four years there have been three additional unexplained bombings in the New York area. So, what do we think about this? Are these random acts of terrorism or is it someone who really doesn’t like over priced dark roasts?
When did we become a country with random exploding stores? And, if it’s so easy to leave a bomb in (or outside) a coffee shop, then isn’t it just as easy to leave a bomb on a bus or a subway? Sure there are cops around to check your bags, but I don’t think I’ve ever been singled out to be searched and something tells me that people with bombs aren’t wearing t-shirts that say “I’m a terrorist”.
I try not to be a fear monger, or let paranoia get the best of me but things like this are little reminders that we’re not as safe as we think we are. Plus, I’ll need to find a new Starbucks. Seriously, this is getting depressing. I think it’s time to invest in one of those bomb-sniffing German Shepherds, and if I could teach it to make espresso that would be an added bonus.
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UPDATE!
TMZ is reporting that Mel Gibson’s Russian, Hottie McHotterson of a girlfriend Oksana Grigorieva is pregnant… with HIS kid!
This story just gets better and better!
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According to TMZ, Mel Gibson’s wife Robyn has filed for divorce. The couple has been married for 28 years. According to the site, Robyn has cited “irreconcilable differences” as the reason.
They didn’t sign a prenuptial agreement, so Robyn is entitled to half of Mel’s reported 900-million dollar fortune.
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I’ll admit that Mel Gibson was totally ruggedly handsome at some point, then he started making racially insensitive comments, calling police officers “sugar tits” and building private churches in his backyard. Once the crazy started, the hotness kinda stopped.
It had seemed obvious to me why his wife, of 28-years, Robyn was divorcing him, he’s a friggin’ whack job, but apparently there’s more than just insanity involved in the “most expensive divorce case in history”.
Oksana Grigorieva, the Ruskie model, currently canoodling with Gibson says their relationship is “serious” and hopes “that our union will be real and strong and long-lasting”. Probably not too long lasting Oksana, remember, when he’s super old and creepy and needs a bed pan… you’re still going to be young and hot.
We, along with the rest of the media reported that the Oksana that Mel was seeing was a pop singer with the last name Pochepa. You can check out one of her songs here.
Oksana Pochepa – “Utro Bez Tebya”
It turns out that it’s not THIS hottie, it’s a different one.
Somehow we doubt it matters to Robyn.
Perhaps it’s time to rethink your post workout thirst-quencher.
Yeah, yeah… water’s really good for you and you need it and stuff, but when you’re looking to recover quickly after a workout – chocolate milk may actually be your best bet.
Water is great for re-hydrating after water loss, but the carbohydrate and protein balance in chocolate milk is actually prime for replenishing glycogen stores and aiding in muscle development. I know it sounds like it’s too good to be true, but it is actually optimally balanced for post-workout recovery.
The one drawback is that it does qualify as a snack when it comes to your daily calorie count, an 8-oz glass of low fat milk with two tablespoons of chocolate syrup comes in at about 200 calories. If you’re working out hard enough to need recovery time then hopefully those 200-calories have already been used, at least that’s the bright-side to look on. If you’re weary of drinking your calories, you can garner similar results from a fruit smoothie (although still a drink, a more meal-like beverage) or a some low fat plain yogurt w/a bit of honey.
I’m bringing milk-moustaches back.
Back in the day, the day when I lived in dorms and ate Ramen soup for breakfast, I was a theatre major.
It sounds like a lot of feeling and breathing and rolling around on the floor, and it was, but it was also an s-ton of reading. Quiz me on the Greek and Roman gods because, gosh darnit, that’s pretty much what I learned in college. Oh, and the great contemporary playwrights, I learned about them too. Eugene O’Neill, was to me what Anton Chekov was to the Russians and Desire Under the Elms was the super hot romance novel I curled up with in bed.
The story goes like this, and is in fact pretty reminiscent of Chekov’s “The Cherry Orchard”…
Farmer has sons, two suck – one is kind of hot. They all hate him. Farmer gets hitched and brings back hottie McHotterson wife. The two sons that suck, leave – hot son stays and does it with dad’s wife. Love triangle created, murder ensues, jail time is served. I’m not giving away all the play’s secrets, you may actually want to see it.
I was so excited when Desire Under the Elms, left Chicago and came to New York.
It’s just so H-O-T, for lack of a better word. Well, at least on paper. On stage it was, ehh. Super disappointing honestly, but I guess there’s a reason my tickets only cost $30. The cast of Brian Dennehy, Carla Gugina and Pablo Schreiber looked hot. And, they were. At one point when Schreiber got naked and took a bath on stage I was pretty friggin’ jealous of the lighting guys up in the rafters. Gugina was pretty sex-tastic herself. And, well Dennehy, was not hot, per se, but he did wear long-johns – which I’m sure appeal to a certain crowd.
Yes, they were all sorts of pretty, but the underlying sexual tension that should be cut with a knife in a production like Desire Under the Elms just wasn’t there. Yes, they simulated sex on stage, but it seemed sort of out of place.
Here’s an analogy that will make my parents really proud: When I was in college I studied abroad in Amsterdam and a bunch of my friends and I went to the Red Light District and watched a live sex show. It was kind of creepy and we all just sort of left depressed because, seriously, the people on stage looked like they were being forced to have sex with each other and hated their lives. That’s sort of what it looked like between Schriber and Gugino. There was just no tension. They just seemed to be yelling at one another, then schtooping.
I like hate sex as much as the next not-so-well-adjusted person, but this just didn’t cut it as far as I was concerned. I will say that the cast did a great job making the late 1800s farming class language work and the set was good, but all in all I thought this production was lacking. Good actors, bad show.
Desire Under the Elms is playing now through July 5th at the St. James Theatre, 246 West 44th Street in NYC.
