If you suspect your guy of being unfaithful, there are a number of steps you can take: confront him, leave him, hack into his Facebook account, hire a private investigator to tail him.

Or, you can take things a step further and, you know, pour scalding hot water on his balls while he sleeps.

In an article aptly titled “Great Balls Afire,” the New York Post is reporting that a woman from Queens, who believed her husband was cheating on her (again), allegedly poured a pot of hot water over his genitals while he was asleep. He suffered second and third-degree burns over 30% of his body.

Even better, “by the time [he] woke up, the skin was falling off.” Of his penis.

Gives new meaning to the phrase “it’s hot as balls,” doesn’t it?

Now, I’m one to be up on the latest trends, especially when it comes to shoes. With a closet dedicated to my fabulous collection (at over 70 pairs, yes I admit, I have a problem!), I feel like I know what styles are new, what is out of fashion and what will be expected for each seasons new arrivals.

I did not, however, expect this: High heels for babies.

Yeah, you heard me.

Heelarious is a website that delivers soft shoes for babies, 0 – 6 months, who just can’t stop begging their mommies for some hot pink platforms. Featured in In Touch Weekly, New York Post, ABC News, ET Online and more, these plush shoes look like high heels and will give your baby the best look for her, um, day care class?!?!?! (Editor’s Note: Daycare is totes the best place to meet a guy!)

The New York Post called its article, “For Well-Heeled Fashionable Tots,” and, at $35.00 a pair, they’re obviously necessary for an individual who can’t even walk yet. With all different styles (hot pink, zebra pattern and – yes, even – leopard), your daughter, before her first birthday, will have conformed to society’s stereotypes! How proud you will be. Read More »

I love Meet the Press. I know it’s nerdy, but I don’t care. Sunday mornings were all about pancakes and Meet The Press.

Sadly, this probably won’t be the case anymore. It’s being reported on the New York Post online that Tim Russert died this afternoon from an apparent heart attack. The 58-year-old anchor of Meet the Press was badass — if not always seemingly a little bugged out — and is responsible for making a lot of political pundits squirm in their seats and stutter like little girls.

According to The Post:

“Tim Russert, NBC journalist and political heavyweight host of “Meet the Press,” has died after collapsing at NBC’s Washington news bureau, a source said…

Russert joined NBC News in 1984. In April 1985, he supervised the live broadcasts of the Today program from Rome, negotiating and arranging an appearance by Pope John Paul II – a first for American television. In 1986 and 1987 Russert led NBC News weeklong broadcasts from South America, Australia and China.

In 2008, Time Magazine named him one of the world’s 100 most influential people.”

Dude, you and your challenging political questions will be missed. Especially in my apartment. On Sundays.

 This couple puts all those crazy cat lady stories to shame.

Earlier this week, officials invaded the New Jersey mansion of Philip Tamis, 66, and wife Cynthia Stewart, 49, finding over 100 “malnourished and neglected dogs and cats”.

ASPCA workers were horrified to find the old, decrepit mansion full of feces and decaying animals. Many of the dead cats and dogs had been deceased for over a year.

Apparently, Tamis was a Merrill Lynch securities broker, a man who went to work every day and came back every night to a house more disgusting than any one of those Saw movies. His wife…evidently spent all day milling around shit-strewn floors.

As rescuers carried out the animals that were still living on Tuesday, Cynthia Stewart reportedly ran to the door shouting, “they’re my babies!”

After the New York Post ran this story, people everywhere simultaneously decided their neighbors really weren’t so bad after all.

Sometime in the spring, a buddy of mine sat me down and made me watch an episode of “Man Vs. Wild” on the Discovery Channel. For those of you who’ve been living in a cave for the past year (or perhaps living in one of the ridiculously remote places that the show chronicles), the show follows a British bloke named Bear Grylls as he teaches you how to survive if, God forbid, you found yourself stranded in the middle of Nowheresville, Alaska, or the Australian Outback.

Generally, all he has with him are the clothes on his back, maybe a canteen for water, and a knife. Oh, and his cameraman, which I assure you I’ll get back to.

I have to say, I was pretty impressed from the get-go. The first episode I watched featured Bear trying to survive in the Serengeti, as he informed viewers how to go about avoiding lions and rhinoceros’ while trying to find civilization. Cool stuff. Read More »

I have always felt that most of the sex tips dispensed in magazines such as Cosmopolitan are completely ridiculous and unappealing. Not only to me, but for a guy too. Can you imagine telling a guy you were going to “tie a shoelace at the base of his manhood and pull it tighter during oral sex?” Sounds like some sort of ancient torture method, yet, it was actually ran in the magazine as a tip.

Well, luckily, the NY Post set out to see what men really think of some of Cosmo’s more common tips. They interviewed a number of different New York men on each of the different suggestions.

I have to say that their reactions were hilarious, and similar to what I was thinking about these pretty stupid and weird moves that supposedly “all men crave.” Maybe the two sexes really aren’t so different after all. I mean, if we can come to a concensus on Cosmo’s sex tips, then really, what can’t we agree on?

What follows are each of the silly “boundary-pushing” moves, along with my favorite quote from one of the guys:

Cup his hand against your mouth, and flick your tongue quickly in and out of the center of his palm.

“What’s that, Helen Keller? There’s a fire in the barn and Billy is trapped?”

- Soren, 37, comedian

Seductively lick a dab of food off your lips or finger. He’ll imagine what that tongue would feel like on him. Read More »

As I was browsing the internet on a snowy Sunday, I came across something that really made me wonder if AIM usage has reached a new level. Each Sunday newspapers such as The New York Times and The New York Post publish a section on weddings and highlight different couples. And I’ll admit it, I’m a devout reader of the NY Times wedding section. Not because I plan on getting married ANYtime soon, but because it’s more of a fantasy aspect in college to read about couples that found each other while both working on PhD’s at Ivy League schools or met while searching for a cure to cancer, yada yada yada. I mean, a girl can dream right?

Carrie Bradshaw once said the wedding announcements in the Times are “the straight woman’s sports pages,” and I would have to agree.

But, the Post has also started a wedding section that features more, ahem, “normal people.” The couple highlighted this week met on the internet (okay, thats fine and becoming more acceptable recently). So, for some reason, the husband thought it would be okay to propose over the internet! On AIM! Read More »