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GiggleSugar — Wed, 16 Jul 2008 04:00:00 -0700

Lean Pockets With Bits of Plastic Recalled

Isn't the big news that plastic wasn't an official ingredient to begin with? Honestly, a lava-hot Hot Pocket could have some plastic in it and I still would probably eat it. There's just nothing like 'em - just ask Jim Gaffigan.

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Jim Gaffigan Standup

GiggleSugar — Thu, 18 Jan 2007 09:43:25 -0800

I love this dude. He's a master at reminding us how everyday stuff is truly weird--like microwaveable Hot Pockets. (I'm laughing, but I disagree with him--I love me some Hot Pockets!!)

Cell Phone Use May Affect Sperm

DearSugar — Tue, 23 Sep 2008 08:00:00 -0700

Many people think men have it a lot easier than women when it comes to making babies, but they have to do their part as well - especially when it comes to taking care of their sperm, since so many things can affect them. Eating soy may decrease their sperm count, spending too much time in hot tubs can also have the same effect (although temporarily), and now men have to worry about their cell phones. Yep, it's true. Cell phones are believed to be safe enough to use every day, but now a new study suggests that guys who put their phones in their pockets (on talk mode) while using a headset may have a decrease in the quality of their sperm. It has something to do with their precious business being exposed to cell phone emissions.

To hear the details about the connection between sperm and cell phones, read more.

In this small study, several semen samples (from 32 men) were divided into a control group and a test group. The test group semen was placed 2.5 centimeters from an 850 MHz cell phone in talk mode for one hour (850 MHz is the most commonly used frequency). Researchers found that there was a decrease in antioxidants, which means a decrease in the sperm's quality - the little guys couldn't move with as much agility, and they weren't as strong of swimmers as the sperm in the control group.

Since this was a fairly small study, representatives from cell phone companies are not giving it much merit and men aren't being advised to change their cell phone habits. But if I were a guy, and starting a family was something in my future, I'd definitely find a new place to lay my phone - far away from my boys!

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GiggleSugar Reader Spotlight: Radar Kitty

GiggleSugar — Fri, 29 Feb 2008 15:00:00 -0800

Give me a gal who's happy with a Hot Pocket and a bottle of beer, and I'll give you our reader of the week. Vampy, vivacious, and full of vim and vigor, I introduce you to: Radar Kitty. To find out what I'm talking about, click here to read more.

GS: What’s your motto?
RK: My motto is simple: Be happy, drink beer.

GS: Where are you from?
RK: Originally, I am from Martinez, California aka "Home of the Martini." Now I live in Livermore, California with all the other "Livermorons." I'll never leave the Bay Area!

GS: What do you do?
RK: I wake up every morning to be a slave to my 6-year-old daughter and 4-year-old son. Then I go to bed. Repeat.

GS: How would you describe your sense of humor?
RK: I'm not sure how to describe it. I tell it like it is, and somehow it comes out funny. Most of everything I say comes from my everyday life. Apparently, most things that seem to happen to me are hilarious to everyone else. I guess you could call it, "Mommy who hasn't much to do makes light of potty humor!"

GS: What’s your favorite GiggleSugar post?
RK: What the Hell Is Going on Here is great! I love coming up with captions for whacked out pictures!

GS: Who’s the cutest funny man and funny woman?
RK:There are a ton of funny men to choose from, but not so many women! Vince Vaughn is the easy choice for me. The poor guy isn't aging as well as I would have hoped, but I still have a mushy spot in my heart for him. As for the lady . . . I'll go with Cameron Diaz. She's pretty funny in most of the stuff she does.

GS: Who are your favorite male and female comedians?
RK: Christopher Titus! I'll always be mad at Fox for canceling his show. And the given: Ellen DeGeneres. Has anybody NOT said her yet? The woman is awesome.

GS: What’s your favorite comedy of all time?
RK:Office Space! From the opening traffic scene to the beat down of the fax machine, it's just sooooo funny. Anybody who has ever had an office job can relate. I'm just mad I didn't think of the "Jump to Conclusions" doormat first!

GS: If your life were a comedy, what would it be?
RK: Married With Children. Except my husband sells floors, not shoes. Although, I wish he did sell shoes, I would personally be getting a much better deal out of it!

GS: Do you look like someone famous?
RK: I've been told that I look like Drew Barrymore since I was about five. However, the homeboy that works at Ross swears that I look like Marilyn Monroe. I wish!

Radar Kitty Free-for-All: My girlfriends consider me the "comedian" of our group, and encourage me to do something about it, but I am way to shy for that. I could never get up in front of a crowd of people that I don't know and hope they might think of me as funny. Places like GiggleSugar suit me just fine! I'm a pretty simple girl, my husband always says I was a cheap date. All he needed to give me was a Hot Pocket and some beer and I was a happy camper. This still applies, as we are celebrating our 8th anniversary this year! I am a big Oakland Raiders/San Francisco Giants fan . . . which shows my sense of humor all by itself. And if you didn't know, I love Kiefer Sutherland. Mainly because he likes beer! Just kiddin'. Eye-wink

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(RadarKitty vampin' it up, Christopher Titus, Cameron Diaz, Ellen DeGeneres, Vince Vaughn)

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Jim Gaffigan on The Food Network

GiggleSugar — Thu, 17 Jul 2008 07:00:00 -0700

Jim Gaffigan is obsessed with food - mostly food that's bad for you but yummy, like Hot Pockets. Here, he talks about how if you don't have food, The Food Network is a nice alternative. Then when you can't take it anymore, you can get your crack and your burgers.

Jim Gaffigan: A Director's Worst Nightmare

GiggleSugar — Mon, 26 May 2008 03:00:00 -0700

It's no secret that I love me a hearty helping of Jim Gaffigan (with a little Hot Pocket on the side) every now and then. The dude is downright hilarious. But I bet the director of this Saturn commercial thought otherwise after trying to get Jimmy to follow the script -he just wouldn't, couldn't, and as far as I'm concerned, shouldn't keep his lines. The man is damn funny off the cuff.

You Asked: How Can I Help Her?

DearSugar — Tue, 31 Jul 2007 06:00:00 -0700

Dear Sugar--
My workmate/friend is severely bulimic. She has dropped 3 dress sizes in less than six months by throwing up every single meal. She will eat a cup of instant soup, calmly put it down and then openly go to the ladies room to vomit. Most of the workplace has heard her vomiting. She carries a stick in in the pocket of her overcoat as a 'tool'. She has also stated that she carries weights in her pockets when she is weighed by the doctor. She stopped talking to her sister 2 years ago when her sister mentioned that she felt Lara was too thin, and stopped talking to her mom, who she lives with, for 6 months for the same reason. She is losing her looks and has started staggering when she walks. She is the kind of person who will cut off anyone completely out of her life if they say anything - she would leave her job, never speak to her best friend or relative in an instant.

We are going on holiday together soon, and the trip was organized BEFORE I realized how ill she is. How do I help her without becoming one more person she can just stop talking to? -- Looking out Laurie

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Dear Looking out Laurie --

Your friend sounds like she is severely ill and is in need of some serious professional help before she causes herself irreversible damage. Eating disorders are very serious illnesses that need to be treated just like any other disease.

I understand that you are afraid of her cutting you out of her life if you try to help her, but standing by and not saying anything isn't going to do her any good either. Talk to your friend in a safe environment and let her know how worried you are about her in a loving and supportive manner. Since she will no doubt act defensive, be sure she knows that you will be there for her no matter what.

Is your friend in any kind of therapy or does she confide in any family members or friends? Someone suffering from an eating disorder has to be ready to get treatment on their own unless they are clearly putting their life at risk - in which case someone must step in. From the way you are describing her daily routine, it sounds like she is unfortunately in that category. Hospitalization sounds like the best thing for her right now. Being a friend or relative of someone suffering from a severe eating disorder can make you have feelings of guilt, anxiety, and confusion, but know that no matter how hard you try, the decision is ultimately up to her, so feel good about being her friend and doing everything you can. The National Eating Disorders Association and The Aware Foundation are great resources for asking questions and 24 hour hot lines for both sufferers of eating disorders and family and friends wanting to help.

As for your trip, you need to do whatever makes you feel comfortable. If vacationing with someone this sick is going to cause you more anxiety than fun, don't go. Eating disorders are manageable with a lot of hard work and a great support system, so at the end of the long road, your friend is going to be extremely grateful to have someone like you in her life. Good luck.

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Come Story Telling With Me! The Completed Story

DearSugar — Sun, 16 Dec 2007 10:00:00 -0800

Thanks for contributing to this week's Come Story Telling With Me! Here's the completed story.

Josie, how many times do I have to ask you - what are we going to do for New Year's this year?? I need to shop for my outfit so what do you think?"
Nothing, I'm sorry but Randy (my husband) has decided to get a divorce, he finally came clean about Michelle.

Oh Josie, that's even more of a reason for us to go out. Lets celebrate you losing that extra weight and bring in the New Year with a blast.

Oh . . . Alright . . . but we can't go to Louie's because you know who will be there.

You're going to have to see him sooner or later. Well we should still go shopping for more stuff just in case.

But I really don't want to see Brian there. Every time I see him, he makes a move on me."

We gotta look H.O.T. He'll be soooo jealous.

You know his girlfriend will be there.

I heard she just got them done.They supposedly look horrible. We have to check it out .

Let's forget them all and go somewhere completely unexpected and new where we won't know anyone like a gay bar! Or how about we go on a road trip?

Alright, a road trip sounds good. let's do it, but where should we go?

She pauses and sits down, sliding her sidekick out of her pocket and googling 'New Year's destinations, US' " - we could go to Vegas though that's more of a flight trip.

Who cares, let's do it! You only live once and remember, 'what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!"

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Come Story Telling with me!!! The Completed Story

DearSugar — Sun, 01 Jul 2007 09:30:00 -0700

I hope you all enjoyed this new feature as much as I did! Your wild imaginations made for a great story line! To read the completed tale you all helped create, read more

I hopped into the shower and felt the sting from the hot water on my sunburned back. Turning my neck to look, I noticed the imprint of my bandeau bikini top. It is going to burn for days but my fabulous time at the beach BBQ was so worth it. I still cannot believe that the first time I run into him I am relaxed and wearing next to nothing...couldn't have been better! Sure he may have been toting a pretty skinny little Christina Aguilera look-alike on his shoulder and I might have just gotten out of a Britney-post-Kfed phase, but I knew I looked good all cleaned up! I had gotten my act together since that fateful day when I found the my ex-husband stole all of our money on our joint bank account so he and and his young, blonde mistress could start a new life in Malibu. I don't know what's worst, that I didn't try to seek revenge like my girlfriends have suggested or that this sort of thing, husband leaving wife for a hot younger girl is so typical in our society.

I'm hoping that my trip to Madrid, funded by my wonderful mother, will change my life, and who knows, I might meet a gorgeous Spanish bullfighter. Okay a woman, in her mid-30s, can still wish like a teenager, right? Anyways as I look through the closet filled with turtle-necks sweaters and cardigans, I thought of hitting the local boutiques to find myself new wardrobes. That's when I realized that my old friend from college Elizabeth has a villa on the Southern coast of Spain in Puerto de Santa Maria in Cadiz! She owns and runs a beach bar with her boyfriend Enrique, maybe I could get a little place there and work behind the bar for awhile. I turn from the closet eager to contact her and go to the nightstand where I left my Blackberry. I dial her up and tell her about my situation. She invites me over for coffee. When I arrive at her villa, I am taken aback by the beauty of it's architecture. I walk into my room, as Elizabeth proposed that I stay with her and as I looked out my window in the mid afternoon, I saw that Spain is just amazing - its architecture, it's culture so rich! This is a great escape from the craziness that I was in. I plan to enjoy myself, have a good time and meet some great people.

Then I hear Elizabeth calling me so that she can show me around. As I come down the stairs, I see Elizabeth and Enrique's friend Ocatvio who is extremely gorgeous standing there in khaki shorts and a blue button down shirt accompanied with brown leather loafers. He smiled at me, all six foot two--manly broad shoulders of him--smiled at me. I lusted myself towards him and held my hand out to greet him. He leaned down and kissed my hand when I felt I was blushing and then noticed that Elizabeth and Enrique were staring at me like a museum exhibit.

Elizabeth chimed in and grabbed the both of us saying "Octavio is Enriques family friend, ahem, hes a very astounding artist here in Spain and he also has an amazing yatch that we are so reluctant to be able to spend the day on! Right Ocatvio??" He laughed and said "of course, I hope you have some deck shoes because those heels wont do you any good on the boat."

i looked down at my shoes, took off the straps of my shoes, placed them aside and slipped in a pair of Elizabeth's sandals. "That was fast," Elizabeth said with a smirk. We all started to laugh as I though to myself that everything will go smoothly today as long as I don't get seasick. We pile into Enrique's small silver car and cruise through the Spanish streets toward the marina. I'm in the back seat next to Octavio, the wind running through my hair. I turn towards him and he leans in and whispers, Pardon me for noticing, but your dress strap has, uh, slipped. I looked down and groaned -- apparently I had been channeling my inner Britney or Tara, and half my breast was showing. I covered up, and then tried to make light of it by saying, "Oooops... guess my girl couldn't wait til we got to the beach to come out. I've always wanted to go to a European beach where clothing is optional. I can imagine it to be a very liberating feeling. What do you think??" Octavio smiled and said,"You can be 'liberated' once we get on my yatch."

As we were walking towards the yatch I tripped and fell and face planted into the ground. I broke my nose and blood spurted everywhere. Enrique, Elizabeth and Octavio ran over to me as well as everyone else on the boat dock. Enrique pulled out a cloth from his pant pocket and held it over my nose as Elizabeth shrieked at the site of my blood. I sat up and noticed I had torn my dress and I was a complete mess. All of a sudden I felt a deep cry coming on and tears began to uncontrollably roll down my face. I couldn't control myself, I was sure a sight to tourists because people wouldn't stop starring. Suddenly Octavio picked me up while Enrique grabbed my tote bag and carried me onto his yatch. He sat me down on the couch below deck, pulled out ice from the champagne bucket then wrapped it in a towel and placed it over my nose his soothing voice comforting me. My sobs of pain and embarrassment soon began to quiet down, traded in for little giggles as Octavio joked about the time he fell off his yatch.
"I was sure a sight!" He said, and I laughed. Elizabeth brought me some water and soon I began to slowly drift off to sleep, with Octavio holding me I woke up some time later, with that uncomfortable feeling of not knowing where you are, or how long you've been asleep.

Immediately I felt a pounding in my face around my nose and I recalled with all-to-clear accuracy where I was. Whether I was asleep for minutes or hours, I didn't know, but Octavio had not moved from his spot. He smiled down at me as I woke up and said "How do you feel? Everyone is on deck getting ready to have lunch, are you up to some crab cakes?" I pondered the thought of moving from where I was because my dress was still torn, my face still throbbing and I’m sure I was rather unattractive at the moment. "Sure, I just need to freshen up, where’s the restroom?"

After I safely made it to the tiny restroom that was big enough to only bend at a 45 degree angle, I dug through my bag and changed into some shorts, my cute bikini I just got and a white flowy tunic. I looked at my face in the mirror. Not too bad, it was workable. I pulled out my concealer and dabbed it over my pink nose and soon I looked decent enough to be seen in public again. I threw on some sunglasses, my big floppy hat and made my way upstairs to the deck where I could hear music blaring, laughter and the sound of champagne bottles bursting open. I glanced around searching for Octavio, then saw him waving at me from his table. I made my way towards him, brushing past strangers and stopping when Elizabeth asked how I was doing. I assured her I was just dandy, and continued my way to Octavio, who had the most cutest grin on his face! Plopping myself down beside him, he poured me some champagne and set the crab cakes he promised in front of me.

"Dig in!" He said, and I did. As I ate in such a hurry. It had been hours since I'd eating and crab cakes were one of my guilty pleasures. "I see you keep your word" I murmured as I swallowed the tasty crab cakes. Octavio plastered a huge grin across his face as he whispered in my ear "You look very lovely today, despite your little accident, the most gorgeous woman I've ever laid my eyes on" Of course I started to blush and giggle like a school girl. He grabbed my hand and squeezed gently and stared me deep in the eyes. I couldn't stop concentrating on his beautiful lush brown puppy dog eyes, I could feel myself falling, and falling fast, as his face grew closer to mine. "I know our day didn't start out on the right food, but I am so happy to have you as my guest, I just have a funny feeling this is the beginning of something amazing."

I couldn't believe this was actually happening to me -- I gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered, "I couldn't have said it any better".

Jim Gaffigan on Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Bacon

GiggleSugar — Thu, 18 Oct 2007 09:00:00 -0700

When stand-up comedian Jim Gaffigan gets to joking about food, he's effing unstoppable. (Hot Pockets ring a bell for anyone?) So here he is on NBC's Late Night with Conan O'Brien, telling us a thing or two (or more) about...wait for it, wait for it...BACON!