Sunday, May 30, 2010

I Need a New Drug?

I recently read a few articles about medication that affects women's sex drive, two about oral contraception in Marie Claire and The Daily Beast suggesting women go off the Pill. Marie Claire states that the hormones in the Pill can affect your choice of mate, while The Daily Beast indicates that oral contraceptives can kill sex drive. While I personally have never had this problem, I do have friends who have found this. In some ways, this seems like a step backwards for women in protecting their ability to plan when they have children. Men can be unreliable at wearing condoms, and if they break or otherwise fail it's nice to have a backup without worrying that it works partially by decreasing your libido.

Fear not, damsels in amorous distress! The German pharma company that until recently made quiet, unassuming medications for pulmonary disease and restless leg syndrome has developed a "female Viagra". Now you can take a little pink pill to counteract the loss of libido from another pill, all in the name of satisfying sex without pregnancy.

Marie Claire also mentioned that Jews and agnostics have more sex than Christians. Guess I should seek out Members of the Tribe, despite all previous mediocre experiences?

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Best (or Worst) Financial Headline From the European Crisis

Posen Says U.K. at ‘Low Risk’ of ‘Turning Japanese’. He really thinks so.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Isn't Celebrating Divorce an Oxymoron?

Don't get me wrong, divorce is a sad, sometimes necessary part of life. But loading up your best buds and going to a strip joint in Las Vegas to celebrate your newly-found freedom? Maybe you shouldn't have gotten married in the first place, Douchey McDoucheBag.

Saturday, May 08, 2010

Wax On, Wax Off

I've taken the plunge and started waxing more than my eyebrows. Two weeks ago my legs were hairy enough for hot wax to rip the little buggers out from the root. It was mildly uncomfortable but not completely unbearable. Now, it bothers me that my legs are fuzzy, but at least they are not visibly stubbly.

Today I decide to go a bit further to the bikini line. Not Brazilian, that is being reserved for someone special. It is my conclusion that wax for depilatory purposes in the pelvic area is a medieval instrument of torture. I got through it by laughing nervously. Not sure if I'll take the next step or just stick to my razor. That guy I meet better be something else, or at least know how to call and not text.