Archives for September 2013
So, anyone else want to begin testing at that level and let us know what you find. Could be nothing. Could be just weirdness. Or, could be something.
But if you dismiss him, just do it at your own peril. I placed my own bet he was right; I've been all in for months, laffing as people talk about new ways to get butyric acid by eating cubes of butter.
I'm at peace with the fact Matt Stone is out there, and on any given day that you ask me, the first thought that will come to my mind is that if he didn't exist at all, it would be necessary to invent him.
In other news, Paleo has been crushing other diet trends over the past few years according to Google Trends
Above all, none of these products made me feel bad, by which I mean: heartburn or coma. And so I thought, 'might as well test pasta & bread,' so I did.
So much for: "it'll knock you out of ketosis." Make the most of technicalities, if you like. I'm giving it to you on a silver platter. So go ahead, make Big Waves.
How many times...How. Many. Many. Times...have I told you that I live in a world of abject, hopeless morons? How many times? Are you believin' me, yet?
When are they going to stop harming people for the fun or it, or out of ignorance, or because tehy knwZ teh SCIENZEZ?
Expert in diabetes and BG stuff, It's the Wooo, is out of her league here, not even having any idea what foods have "lots" of resistant starch. Moreover, the entire LC Community is hereby in short pants, per my proclamation.
What's "Thank God" if you're starving—because it may save your life—ought not, in any truly rational person, equate to "healthy lifestyle."
I haven't tested everything - but I tested RS with cold potato salad. Amazing results...
OK, anyway, there's my general, rambling take. Two thumbs up for Pope Francis, I guess.
I'm on HuffPo Live at 2:30-2:40 PST, add three hours for Eastern etc.
It took an unelected State figurehead to deliver this message the other day: Dutch King Willem-Alexander declares the end of the welfare state.
This popped onto my radar yesterday: Auto-Brewery Syndrome: Apparently, You Can Make Beer In Your Gut.
I absolutely do not care what a single soul in the universe thinks about that. I know what I'm doing.
What else is left, except that the soup lines be run by those anarchist entrepreneurs they've shut down to the tune of 325 business in the last 9 months?
I'm dead serious. Armani suits with handmade English shoes in soup lines. I can't wait to see it.
Now, imagine that matte black finish with something like those wheels and tires.
It's stories like this that make me laf about how the carbophobe and sugarphobe and stachophobe LC catechism will come to a screeching halt.
This is a superficial distinction in STYLE. Yep: that George Will interview, and Metallica in Nothing Else Matters.