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Congratulations, America. We’ve made it. Not as a fitter, leaner, more salad-munching nation—oh no. We’ve simply reached the point where even our fasting needs a rebrand. Forget about that old-school nonsense where you “ate sensibly” and “exercised regularly.” What are you, stuck in 1997? It’s 2025, and now we’re choosing our weight loss strategies like Netflix categories. “Would you like ‘Time-Restricted Drama’ or ‘Alternate-Day Thriller’?” Enter: Alternate-Day Fasting , or as I like to call it, “Yes, you can still suffer—just on a flexible schedule.” According to a new review involving 6,500 brave (or desperate) souls willing to toy with starvation science, alternate-day fasting (ADF) might be marginally better than the intermittent fasting darling you’ve been Instagramming about since January. That’s right—ADF supposedly helps you drop a dazzling 1.29 kilograms more than good old continuous calorie restriction. That’s... drumroll... about three pounds. Let the fat confetti rain do...

So, you bought an Instant Pot. Congrats! Welcome to the cult. You probably raved about it for two weeks straight, then proudly shoved it into a cabinet next to the unused spiralizer and that "smart" scale you downloaded a whole app for once. And just when you finally remembered it existed, you committed a culinary crime and tried to make cookies in it. Let’s have an intervention. Your Instant Pot, like most tech-savvy kitchen gadgets, is powerful—but not magical. It won’t babysit your culinary delusions or turn sad ingredients into miracles just because it has 87 buttons and a lid that hisses like Satan’s teakettle. And no, just because TikTok said it works doesn’t mean it should . Here's a lovingly snarky guide to the 10 foods you need to stop torturing in your Instant Pot. Don’t make us come over there. 1. Seafood: Because You Deserve Better Than Shrimp-Flavored Erasers Ah yes, seafood. Nature’s most delicate protein. A buttery, flaky marvel of ocean engineering...

Look out, HVAC world—Worthington Enterprises has just inhaled another manufacturer like a well-oiled industrial vacuum cleaner on Black Friday. The proud acquirer of Elgen Manufacturing, Worthington Enterprises (NYSE: WOR) continues its quest to dominate the “important but utterly invisible” parts of the American built environment. If you’ve ever sat in a nicely air-conditioned office and didn’t immediately sweat through your button-up, there’s a good chance you owe thanks to a part made by Elgen. And now, you owe thanks to Worthington too—because they just dropped $93 million like it was a long weekend Home Depot run to pick up a few bolts and a new building systems division. So what’s the deal with this HVAC merger? Why did a company best known for consumer products like Balloon Time (helium tanks for the culinarily confused party planner) suddenly decide to add ductwork framing to its cart? Simple. They realized HVAC is the closest thing to passive income Wall Street’s gonna get fr...

Let’s talk about the great American ritual known as “spring cleaning,” where you throw out exactly nothing useful and then convince yourself you’ve “decluttered” because you finally unplugged that printer from 2009. Yes, the same one that ran out of cyan ink in 2013 and was never the same again. But now, in the digital age, we’re cleaning out something even more dangerous than your closet full of expired granola bars: your old computer. Ah yes, your old laptop. The one you last used to Google “how to write a cover letter” during the Great Resignation and occasionally dusted off to pay a parking ticket or binge an embarrassing number of hours of “Love Is Blind.” It’s time to get rid of it. Sell it. Recycle it. Sacrifice it to the Tech Gods. But before you do, maybe—just maybe —think about deleting your data first. Except, and here’s the kicker—it turns out “delete” doesn’t actually mean delete. Welcome to the Digital Dumpster Fire According to Sean Captain’s June 17, 2025, Wall Stre...

Let’s face it: the second someone says, “You know, being child-free is a radical act,” a nearby queer parent silently finishes their mac and cheese, sips their lukewarm coffee, and wonders when exactly living a life that includes diapers, teething rings, and chosen family brunches got demoted from “revolutionary” to “basic.” Spoiler alert: it didn’t. In case you missed the memo stapled to a rainbow flag and duct-taped to a double stroller, choosing to parent queerly in a world that still struggles to define “family” without a heterosexual framework is just as spicy and subversive as telling your mother-in-law you’re never giving her grandkids because you’re too busy being fabulous and free. And choosing either—or both, or neither—isn’t some binary gender reveal of political rebellion. It’s all radical, baby. The queerer the better. Queer People Have Always Made Families—Even When the State Said “Nah” Let’s take a little trot down memory lane, shall we? It wasn’t so long ago that...

Ah, June. The sun is shining, the caps are flying, and the parents are crying — mostly from joy, partially from realizing how much they paid for that diploma you’re now waving around like a golden ticket to Willy Wonka’s Job Factory. Welcome to the job market, Class of 2025! UCLA wants you to know one very comforting thing: they’ve got your back. You know, in that vague, advisory, drop-in-hours-available-until-5 kind of way. So what’s a fresh Bruin supposed to do in an economy that’s doing the corporate equivalent of “it’s not you, it’s me”? Apparently, a lot — and most of it involves networking, Zoom calls, and maybe asking Chad from ECON 140 to look over your resume because he swears he got a reply from Bain & Company. But fear not! The UCLA Career Center and the UCLA Alumni Association are riding in like two caped crusaders — armed with Handshake links, mock interviews, and inspirational one-liners about "pivoting." It’s giving... LinkedIn influencer energy. Let’s ...

Let’s face it. Your side hustle is cute. You’re printing Etsy mugs that say “But First, Coffee” in fonts more caffeinated than the average 9-to-5er. You’re “coaching” people on Instagram even though your only actual client is your mom pretending to need confidence advice. You’ve got three active Shopify trials going, and every night you whisper “drop-shipping” like it’s a magic spell that might finally summon profits. Enter stage left: Sellful , the AI-powered ERP platform that swears it’ll transform your little hobby-business Frankenstein into a scalable enterprise that runs smoother than your ex’s excuses. According to Entrepreneur magazine (which at this point feels less like journalism and more like a product placement playground), Sellful is the tool to revolutionize how you manage your “business.” Or, as we lovingly call it, your barely-profitable obsession with hand-poured soy candles. So grab your ring light, fire up your Canva template, and let’s dive into this masterpiec...