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Gather 'round, soap opera fans, lovers of Hallmark-level emotional whiplash, and anyone who's ever squinted at a celebrity Instagram announcement trying to decipher whether "we still love each other" means actual affection or just strategic PR. Today, we’re diving into the cinematic saga of Cameron Mathison —the man who once embodied the spirit of wholesome TV dads—and his now-estranged wife, Vanessa Mathison , who he apparently still loves more than your average separated spouse... just not enough to still live with. Ah yes, Cameron Mathison , best known for General Hospital , and making our moms swoon with his B-list sincerity and A+ cheekbones. But now? Now he’s stepping into a new role: the extremely photogenic poster child for emotionally mature divorcees who hug it out over smoldering ruins. Let’s set the scene. July 2024: Cameron and Vanessa take to Instagram to announce they’re splitting up after 22 years of marriage , which in Hollywood years is basically t...

Let’s be honest: when you think of a Kennedy striding into West Virginia, you probably picture JFK in a pressed suit, gripping hands like a rock star on a barnstorming tour through coal towns, trying to prove Catholics could be presidents too. Not someone talking about banning food dyes in school lunches while invoking the ghost of Al Smith and throwing subtle shade at soda drinkers. But hey, this is 2025, and everything is weird now. In his first field trip as Health and Human Services Secretary, Robert F. Kennedy Jr. —America’s most earnest conspiracy theorist turned federal bureaucrat—descended upon Martinsburg, West Virginia , to officially launch his health crusade, the MAHA agenda (that’s “Make America Healthy Again,” and yes, he really went there). What began as a family history lesson about anti-Catholic bigotry in 1928 somehow morphed into a wellness pep rally, a soda-snubbing SNAP reform, and a statewide call for everyone to walk a daily “Mountaineer Mile.” Welcome to the...

In the great gladiator arena of American medical education—where four years of ramen-fueled cramming, sleep-deprived clerkships, and emotional trauma from being yelled at by residents finally culminate in a single, fateful envelope—comes the annual ritual known as Match Day . A day of triumph. A day of tears. A day when fourth-year med students across the country collectively realize, "Wow, I actually have to work now." At the Brody School of Medicine at East Carolina University, however, this rite of passage took a distinctively local flavor. On March 21, 14 students learned they would be staying in eastern North Carolina for their residency at ECU Health. That’s right—more than 20% of the class voluntarily committed to spend the next three to seven years right where they started. It’s like senior year of high school never ended—except now there's more paperwork, less sleep, and way more liability. Sarah Waddell: Birthday Girl Becomes Birthday Doc Let’s kick things of...

Let’s be real: you didn’t come to San Diego for the weather. You came for the tacos, the sunsets, and to pretend your life isn’t falling apart while eating overpriced artisanal toast. Lucky for you, San Diego doesn’t just do sun and surf—it does food. And not just any food. We’re talking about the kind of meals that make you question why you ever settled for frozen Trader Joe’s dumplings and instant ramen. So, whether you're a local who’s tired of your usual Chipotle order or a tourist pretending your weekend getaway isn’t just a thinly veiled existential crisis, here are 15 must-try meals in San Diego this April. No, they’re not ranked, because arguing about food rankings is a full-time job I’m not emotionally prepared for. 1. Carne Asada Fries – Lolita’s Mexican Food Let’s start with the obvious. If you haven’t shoved a forkful of greasy, melty, carne-asada-topped fries into your face at 2am, do you even live, bro? Lolita’s doesn’t play. This is San Diego's crown jewel o...

By Captain Sarcasm, Reporting for Internet Duty Ah, Ranger School. That glorious 62-day festival of mud, misery, and meals you can count on one hand. It's the military’s way of separating the wheat from the chaff, and then making the wheat carry a 90-pound rucksack up a mountain at 4 a.m. after two hours of sleep and one packet of peanut butter. It's brutal. It's legendary. It’s… getting a new fitness test ? Yes, ladies and gentlemen, just when you thought Ranger School couldn't possibly get any more punishing, the Army decided to innovate . Because if there’s one thing we love more than watching a guy do push-ups until his arms betray him, it’s watching that same guy run two 800 meters in boots, haul sandbags like a drunk CrossFitter, and play human forklift—all within 14 minutes . Why, you ask? Because apparently the old test—49 push-ups, 59 sit-ups, six chin-ups, and a 5-mile run under 40 minutes—just wasn’t miserable enough. You know, despite the fact that it l...

There’s something deeply American about pretending everything’s fine while your financial house is quietly on fire. It’s the economic equivalent of slapping a “Live, Laugh, Love” sign over a gaping hole in the drywall. And according to the latest data, that drywall might just be load-bearing. So let’s talk about it: America, land of the free, home of the increasingly broke. Sure, the aggregate numbers make it look like we’re all living our best lives on a yacht powered by S&P 500 gains and vibes. But, as Axios’ Neil Irwin helpfully reminds us, “nobody lives in the aggregate.” Which is economist-speak for: Your rich neighbor is fine, but you might be screwed. The Great Economic Mirage Let’s start with the magic trick at the heart of modern American economics: the illusion of prosperity. On paper, everything looks chef’s kiss . Household net worth hit $160.3 trillion in Q4 of 2024, a 9.3% jump from the year before. Hooray! We’re rich! Except… who’s “we,” exactly? Because if you...

By Someone Who Never Threw Away Their Logo Sweatshirt Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up to the red carpet like it never ghosted us in a mall food court. Gap — yes, that Gap, the logo-splattered, mall-staple, denim-hawking brand you emotionally divorced sometime after your eighth grade field trip to a planetarium — is back . And not just lurking in the clearance rack next to the forgotten polos. Oh no. Gap is back in fashion . Capital-F Fashion. Red carpet Fashion. Anne Hathaway is out here making Gap look like it belongs in a Vogue cover spread instead of your Aunt Linda’s laundry basket. Welcome to 2025, where everything old is new again, and your mom’s 1997 style is now your aspirational aesthetic . From Mall-Rat to Mat Gala: The Resurrection In a plot twist nobody saw coming — except maybe the people who still keep their flip phones for aesthetic reasons — Gap has clawed its way out of retail irrelevance and into the hallowed halls of fashion clout. How did this h...

Let’s be real. When someone says “event planning,” your brain probably conjures up Pinterest boards, mason jars, and an unnecessary amount of burlap. Maybe an anxious bride micromanaging flower arrangements with the ferocity of a drill sergeant. But what if I told you the real gladiators of the gala world are three women in St. Paul who are out here body-slamming the chaos, taming the logistical lions, and making it all look easier than getting a Minnesotan to talk about the weather? Yes, folks. According to FOX 9 (which usually focuses on things like school closings and passive-aggressive mayoral press conferences), these women — Charnel Wright, Latasha Perkins, and A.J. Haggerty — are the holy trinity of the Twin Cities' event planning world. If there were a Mount Rushmore of Event Queens, their chiseled faces would already be carved, possibly with glitter. Let’s break it down. Meet the Event Avengers 1. Charnel Wright – The Visionary Charnel is the CEO of Urban League Twi...