For the newly sober, sex can be weird and awkward but also bedframe-shaking.

Once upon a time, way back in the '90s, the iPad hadn't been invented yet, Boy Meets World was still on the air, and interior playgrounds at fast food restaurants weren't regarded as foul dens of germs and discarded heroine needles. During this magical age, children frolicked in ball pits and slid down slides in the playscapes of restaurants like McDonald's and Burger King. Meanwhile, their parents chatted nearby, knowing their kids were fenced in and playing someplace "safe."

Since their joint suicide in 30 B.C., Antony and Cleopatra's tomb has remained hidden somewhere in Egypt — but researchers may now be closing in on where the storied queen is buried.

"Just don't do it," a German Bumble match once advised when I explained how uncomfortable I was with pontificating during intercourse (you know, typical first-date chitchat). My suitor then proceeded to confirm the validity of my biggest fear: He told me that he'd not only stopped sex cold when a partner made an off-color stab at sounding sexy in the sheets—he'd walked out on them. Multiple times, in fact.

It would be remiss to write a blog highlighting the work of BIPOC artists without taking a moment to reflect on the events and conversations of the year. Propelled by the momentum of protests following the horrific deaths of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Ahmaud Arbery, Rayshard Brooks, and Dominique “Rem’mie” Fell, the world is protesting, watching, listening, trying, speaking out, making mistakes, and — hopefully — changing.

From baby food to juice cleanses, diet trends rise and fall with time and scientific advancement. But while many nutrition fads have been discredited or forgotten, others have withstood the test of time and nutrition science scrutiny. Counting macros (short for “macronutrients”) is a nutritional strategy long favored by bodybuilders that has recently gained mainstream popularity.

On a Tuesday in October 2015, McDonald's made a move that would change the course of culinary history forever. Before that fateful day, the hangry and hungover would have to scramble out of bed and speed to their nearest McDonald's. For you see, there was once a time when McDonald's stopped selling their prized Egg McMuffins at exactly 10:30 a.m. every day. Millions would miss this draconian deadline, and head home, empty-handed or worse — with some miserable non-breakfasty alternative, like the Filet-o-Fish.

Soft, horizontal and hidden away in your bedroom, the mattress typically sees more action than any other piece of household furniture. As a reoccurring presence in your lovemaking, your bed can either enhance or hinder sexual activities based on factors like bounce, sagginess, squeakiness and type.

Here’s a spooky prospect: Spending too much money on Halloween decorations. Marked-up prices on inflatable jack-o’-lanterns and crepe paper skeletons are the stuff of scary movies. But fear not — there are plenty of options for cheap Halloween decorations that will transform your home into a house of ghoulish delights and frights without leaving behind a fear-inspiring bank account statement.

Who needs masks, capes and costumes? This year, you can transform yourself using only the contents of your makeup cabinet–and maybe a pinch of Halloween magic.

Remember when we had to stifle giggles at the sight of someone talking on a pair of wireless earbuds? Well, technology has advanced quite a bit since the first bluetooth headphones hit the market in 2004, and now, no one will mistake you for a crazy person conversing with thin air when you’re talking into a pair of Bluetooth buds. In fact, if those headphones happen to be a brand-new pair of Apple AirPods, they might even be a little envious.

For card-carrying beauty fanatics like us, wandering around Sephora can feel like we’ve been unleashed in a candy store. A glittery, shimmery, shiny, very expensive candy store. As much as we love Sephora (and candy), we also like saving money. That’s why the RetailMeNot team has spent countless hours scouring the Sephora sale section and researching topics like scoring free makeup samples and saving money at Sephora.

Because the small town of Wimberley, Texas doesn’t fall on any major highways, residents are fond of saying, “You have to mean to visit Wimberley”. In other words, you can’t visit Wimberly on a whim(berley).

Like it or not, penis injuries happen. So Sam Hughes, M.B., a junior surgeon at York Teaching Hospital in the U.K., wasn't expecting to make headlines this year when a patient came to see him in July after his junk "buckled" against his partner's perineum during sex. But upon further inspection, the vertical penile fracture is apparently the first of its kind in recorded history.

The evening before I am scheduled to accompany film catering professional Ed D'Orio and his crew on a 12-hour shift, he calls to make sure I haven't changed my mind. "You still want to do this?" he asks. "Really?" Ever since I contacted Ed and expressed interest in shadowing him to see what it's like—as he puts it—"in the bowels of the movie catering profession," he has been trying to dissuade me. The hours are long, the work is demanding, and most people can’t handle the stress, he tells me.

As the legend goes, the ancient Chinese philosopher Confucius advocated the use of chopsticks at the dinner table, believing that knives and forks bore resemblance to weapons. Confucius’s influence looms large in San Francisco, where hundreds of Chinese restaurants favor chopsticks as their tableware of choice (though many provide fork and knife alternatives for their less chopstick-savvy western guests). Chinese eateries pack the city’s world-renown Chinatown and spill out into neighborhoods across the city, sending the aroma of steaming dumplings, sizzling mu shu meats, and tangy fried rice out into the fog.

The practice of gobbling down pasta the night before game-day has long been popular among athletes. But could so-called carbo-loading do more damage than good?

The scene at the Hideout is about what you'd expect to find at a neighborhood watering hole on a Saturday afternoon. Scruffy regulars hunch over the bar, nursing pints of Gumballhead and A Little Sumpin' Sumpin' Ale. Smokers cluster around the front patio’s picnic tables, puffing on Pall Malls. Lilly, the cheerful bartender, trades quips with customers and whips up some serious bloody marys with all the fixings—celery, olives, cubes of cheese, and a stalk of pickled asparagus for good measure. But one thing separates this otherwise standard Saturday drinking tableau from any other: instead of shouting at football matches on TV or huddling around pool tables, the clientele are flipping through notebooks and scribbling down jokes. It's a few minutes until the start of The Late Late Breakfast comedy open mic, and everyone is putting the finishing touches on their set.