Showing posts with label placenta. Show all posts
Showing posts with label placenta. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Radio Daze Tomorrow

Tomorrow morning is busy for my vocal chords.

Most importantly, I'm scheduled to appear on KNPR (88.9 FM) with Dave Berns on his State of Nevada show live at 10 a.m. PT and then rebroadcast at 8 p.m. PT. I believe all of it is live-streamed on KNPR.org. Topic du jour is my book, "Gay Vegas." You might've heard me mention it here or there.

But first...After we record "The Strip" tonight, I've got to get to bed early tonight because I'm due to appear on a morning drive-time talk show in Baltimore on WWLG, 1370 AM, at the ungodly hour of 5:40 a.m. PT to chat with host Michael Gabel about the piece on placenta-munching I did for USA Today in July. So if any of you out there are in that area at 8:40 a.m., tune in. I'll be on for about five minutes, which is about how long it takes us on "The Strip" just to give out our contact info. Let's see if this is an ew-how-gross conversation or a isnt-this-curious one? I admit, I've blogged and written both ways on the matter. I can't imagine a radio host will be able to resist mock-vomiting.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Placentamania! and Norm!

My piece in today's USA Today on the movement to ingest the placenta (yum!) is drawing a gazillion comments on the newspaper's website. Check out the piece and the reaction, mostly appalled it seems, here.

And, on another front, we made Norm! again this week for the Donny Osmond interview. Read that here.

Sunday, May 6, 2007

She wants her placenta - and to eat it, too!

This morning I woke up disappointed that I lost my $40 bet that Mayweather would KO De La Hoya and depressed to read in the morning paper that our entire food supply is in danger because honeybees are dropping like, uh, flies, and the Dead Sea is evaporating before I ever get to try to float in it.

But what really freaked Miles and me out this morning was this Review-Journal piece by Annette Wells about a Las Vegas woman who is very, very upset because Sunrise Hospital refused to allow her to keep her placenta following the birth of her daughter last month.

And what, pray tell, does she wish to do with the thing?

EAT IT!

No, really. The woman knows someone who turns the temporary organ into pills that supposedly allay the impact of afterbirth hormonal changes that are believed to cause postpartum depression. To wit, here's what they do:

"Selander washes the placenta, steams it, slices it and places it into a professional grade dehydrator. It is then ground up into a powder and put into nongelatin capsules."

Yum. Or something.