Showing posts with label breasts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label breasts. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Word of the Moment: Galactorrhea

The recent article I read on how your appendix is no longer considered useless, but a marvel of evolutionary engineering in multiple evolutionary branches, designed to retain beneficial bacteria in the case of accidental bacteriocide, led me to the article linked above about the Top 10 Useless Limbs and Vestigial Organs. Organ/limb #2 is The Male Nipple, of which livescience.com states, "The subject of male nipples is a sensitive, and maybe confusing, topic to many."

Indeed.

And did you know galactorrhea is the spontaneous flow of milk from the breast, unassociated with child birth and can be caused by excessive nipple stimulation? They don't define excessive at wikipedia, so be careful, but do avoid twiddling your nipples with licorice and rubbing antipsychotics on them. That's begging for trouble. Which brings us back to topic 1...if the male nipple is useless, then this couldn't happen to men...right? Right?

Au contraire! Associated Content says that everyone is a potential victim. And can. Can. Result in "great embarrassment to the sufferer." I'm slapping my breasts with licorice just thinking about the humiliation and how well it'll go over with my friends at Ground Zero.

This is where you wish that my mother interrupting me for details about the salt to water ratio in a normal saline solution were enough to derail me from this line of investigation. Too bad for you.

Here's "Milkmen: Fathers Who Breastfeed", courtesy of unassistedchildbirth.com. And for those doubting Thomas' in the crowd, the Bible condones it.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Postpourri - tires, breasts, blackberrys, Facebook quizzes

Why does Tires Plus offer the fourth tire for free? I went to Discount Tires, and paid for all four, and based on the online price, it was cheaper than three at Tires Plus. Does anyone ever buy three at Tires Plus and say, "Eh...I don't need the fourth one. No thanks." Or, "Yeah, I'll take it, but I can't use it. I'll give it to a friend." Of course I had to buy Kumho tires, which make Ming laugh, but it was still a better deal. That's right, cheap Kumhos are a good deal. A shout out to Amy at Outback Steakhouse (I apologize for the textual positioning) where I ate while I was waiting for the tires to be installed. She was a great server and, while I realize some people might not have appreciated their waitress sitting down opposite them at the table to chat, for a guy who was obviously on his own for dinner, it was the right move for a better tip.

I saw a woman talking to her Blackberry today at work. That's not so unusual. If you're using the phone.

I was behind a woman on the corporate skyway today. Didn't know her. Couldn't see her face. But no less than five guys walked past going the other way and in every single case their eyes immediately dropped and lingered. I didn't get a chance to see what was drawing so much attention. Maybe it was Christy.

Finally, I have a new hobby on Facebook. I make up my own answers to quizzes. I consider this to be somewhat on the level with Klund's Mix and Match popular Yahoo story to popular Yahoo photo activity. Most of the quiz answers on Facebook are mundane and predictable. I like to mix it up a bit:

For a fairy tale quiz: "Scott just took the "which fairytale do you belong in?" quiz and the result is Godfather Death. If you met a man with thirteen children, you know the best gift you could give him is the location to magical cannibis in the woods and a trick candle."

For which Godfather character are you: "Scott just took the "Which Godfather character are you?" quiz and the result is Khartoum. You're a $600,000 stud. No doubt about it. But you know the wrong people and you date the wrong women. Get your life in order before a friend finds your severed head in their bed."

For If You Ruled the World: "Scott just took the "If you ruled the world, what would it look like?" quiz and the result is Dystopia. You believe that everyone should be under the thumb of a dispassionate, inescapable, unknowable, government, and because of this, Earth would be a consistent and productive world in the hands of someone like you, albeit a world where people imagine someone is stamping a boot in their face--forever."

For Which X-Men Character are you: "Scott just took the "Which x men character are you?" quiz and the result is Amanda Sefton. Flight attendant. Nightcrawler's girlfriend. Her name is the anglicized version of Jimaine."

And for What's Your Patronus: "Scott just took the What is Your Patronus quiz and the result is Your Patronus is a budgie."

I think I'm getting much better...