Several authors came to BlogHer to promote their books to the masses... To be honest, we were most excited about meeting up with the "What's Your Poo Telling You" author, but he was running late when we stopped by (he must have been attending to some sort of poo-related emergency). His freebie books were also running late, and although we we promised copies would be mailed to us, it never happened. We DID, however, meet the very charming Dr. Raj, who was there promoting a book called "What the Yuck?!" Did I mention that the very first chapter is called "In the Loo"? Yup, she's our people.
Our up-for-grabs copy is signed by the author!
She was kinda thrown by the whole "Twitarded" thing but I get that...
A [paraphrased] sampling of the thought-provoking questions asked in this book:
Why does my belly button have gunk in it and why does it smell so bad?
Is semen [aka "love custard"] fattening?
Is there something I can eat to make my lady-bits taste yummy?
Will I live longer if I only eat every other day?
How can I cure my swamp butt/crotch rot?
The answers to these question--and more--are contained in this book! You can probably also find most of the answers here at Dr. Raj's page on the Health.com website - I don't want to leave anyone hanging! You can ask your own question here as well, so go nuts.
This story would not be complete without my sharing an extremely random assortment of the disturbing things I found while googling "What the Yuck" that have absolutely, positively, nothing to do with the book but will make you say "what the yuck?!" nevertheless (and if I had to see it, you gotta see it, too - we're all in this together, people):
Bacon-flavored baby formula (it's never too early for bacon!).
The worst public bathroom in St. Tropez (please note pull-down "seat" - ugh!).
Someone REALLY likes vampires. Probably not a Twilight fan...
A chick who made cheese from her own breast milk.
THIS fucking douche.
Kesha's WTY worst bikini EVER.
I have nothing to add here, but if I ever go to Ghana, I'll stick to Diet Coke.
Also, people REALLY don't like Scarlett Johansson and Sean Penn dating and think that he's slowly fucking all the hotness out of her.
...aaaand lots of other really atrocious and cringe-worthy stuff that I don't ever want to have to look at ever again.
Anyhoo, do you want the book so you don't have to actually ask your doctor about that strange thing on your you-know-what? Just leave a comment on this post plus your email (if I don't already have it) by midnight Eastern time on Sunday 6/12 and I'll draw a winner on Monday 6/13-ish. Share something yucky if the mood strikes you - I'm totally game but my brain is boiling from the couple of days of 100+-degree weather and I'm not feeling all demand-y. Winner will be chosen at random and not on merits of yuck-related comments, but have at it, people.