I experienced my first panic attack in early 2023, a few months after I had left my job and started my own business. I was having intense nighttime anxiety every single night. I couldn't sleep. I tried some homeopathic remedies. Nothing helped. I figured the panic attacks would go away once I got into the swing of working for myself but that didn't happen. I would break down at night no matter what happened during the day. It felt completely irrational. The way my prescription was set up, my hormone levels would spike and crash really fast. It was a complete rollercoaster. I'd be on cloud nine for a few days then have a week-long unwinding period where I felt like shit again. I told my urologist about how bad I felt and he basically just shrugged his shoulders and suggested I go off testosterone entirely, which would mean having to endure a six-month period of zero testosterone production. He didn't have any better answers for me. I've always been a "figure it out yourself" kind of guy, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. |
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Scrolling on X (formerly Twitter) is a reliable destroyer of any good mood. Posting on X (formerly Twitter) is a waste of time. Even keeping an account on X (formerly Twitter) is borderline unethical—and when I say that, I mean it's on the other side of the border, and come to think of it, it's also not particularly close anymore. But I still haven't nuked my account, because every now and then somebody posts something very stupid, and I have to go see if it's real, and these days it always is, and it is nearly always a government official. So here's something that United States Senator Lindsey Graham posted last evening. |
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You've been oversold. Like everything else in 2025, grills have become unnecessarily complex. Pellet grills are incredible pieces of tech, but all those digital components have a lifespan. Gas grills are quick, easy, and forever reliable, but they're limited in what they can cook. I love a Kamado Joe or Big Green Egg, but they're more than most people need. And all these grills will easily run you $1,000 or more. So what's the answer for the average home cook? What's the answer for a someone who wants to buy for life, who wants to do the most with something simple? It's a Weber Kettle. It's always been a Weber Kettle. Simple machines are less fragile, more likely to last, and a this is an ingeniously simple machine. |
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We're one-third of the way through 2025, but still waiting for the year's musical identity to come into focus. The jury is still out on how big Lady Gaga's Mayhem will turn out to be, and other than a couple of big hip-hop albums (Playboy Carti, PartyNextDoor, and Drake), the charts still look like they did last year. Maybe things will shake up this month—we're fully into festival season, and new records are on the way from Morgan Wallen, Lana Del Rey, and Miley Cyrus. But despair not, because the last few weeks have seen some excellent new music—granted, maybe not made for the pop charts—from both impressive young talent (Jensen McRae) and underappreciated veterans (Craig Finn, Irma Thomas). And "Song of the Summer" debates start in three, two, one… |
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The origin story is legend, told to prospective students, printed in karate magazines, plastered on the wall of the franchise's New Jersey headquarters: One day in 1972, Schulmann's older brother Ben crawled home from the bus stop after anti-Semitic bullies broke his leg. It had been a long road for the Schulmann family to this small house in West Haverstraw, New York. His father, David, grew up in Berlin in the 1930s and fled the Nazis as a boy. His family made it all the way to Shanghai, just in time for the Japanese to lock them in an internment camp. Through a chain-link fence, little David watched the imperial army practice karate and then use those skills to rough up Chinese civilians. Seeing martial arts in action made a lasting impression on him. |
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Walk down one flight of stairs to enter Ye's Apothecary—a Szechuan-inspired cocktail bar located on the border between Chinatown and Manhattan's Lower East Side—and it feels like you've stepped into a Wong Kar-Wai film. Tasseled lamps hang like lanterns from the ceiling, and wooden drawers are stacked to the roof behind the bar, evoking the inside of a Chinese pharmacy. There is also an intoxicating scent in the air of something herbal and intense. This is baijiu (pronounced bye-joe), a liquor with thousands of years of history. And here at Ye's, they're mixing it up in potent and delicious combinations. You may not have heard of baijiu, but it's the most widely drunk spirit in the world. It's a colorless yet intensely aromatic liquor, mostly made from sorghum, that hails from China. Baijiu has a reputation for being funky and pungent. But it's actually a diverse drink that defies generalities. |
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