That is leaning towards insane, imo. I cannot even imagine what a painful, miserable sensation that must’ve been. On the other hand, and I don’t know if this is factual, but I saw that people that eat a lot of spicy food, I think it could be getting into the competitive eating here, do so because after awhile it starts to release endorphins. I wonder if that was part of the doctor’s thinking, but again, I have no idea if that’s scientifically proven or how long you’d have to put hot pepper paste on your feet to get any kind of positive benefit.
Spicy food absolutely does something awesome for me. I can’t say it’s endorphins, but it’s a great feeling and it can be fairly extreme, if I eat things that are really really spicy.
Better stated as "the chemical in some spicy foods is capsaicin. Black pepper, for instance, gets its heat from piperine while ginger’s punch come from gingerone. Horseraddish and mustards contain allyl isothiocyanate. All trigger TRPV1 ion channels (heat receptors).
I learned something about hope, but it took me a leisurely hour to find it. 
Having had only 12 oz. of coffee so far, my first thought was that Ginger One would make a good vehicle for a red-headed version of Thunderbirds. My second thought is that ‘ginger-oh-neh’ sounds like an Italian food.
I learned that Reverand Run of Run-DMC (RIP) is Russell Simmons’ brother. I feel really weird/bad/amazed/ashamed that I didn’t know this.
Quick, grab a second cup before you post again! 
I’m halfway through the second pot.
I’m taking piano lessons with my daughter and learned my first jazz riff today. 'Twas way cooler (and way harder) than the classical music I learned when I was a kid.
Quite a lot about regulations regarding credit card fraud, unfortunately 
That putting on your underwear both inside-out and backwards while getting dressed in the morning is not as hard to do as one would have previously thought, even if the lights are on and one is wearing one’s glasses. Also, that discovering the above during one’s first trip to the bathroom at work can be…awkward.
A woman who feels scorned can be truly terrifying. I mean, truly. Holy shit.
I learned that the sticky stuff raining down from a sycamore tree onto my car is produced by aphids being farmed by ants. There must be an incredible number of the little buggers up there. Now that I know what’s going on, its war!
I learned that tarantulas use their front feet to wash their face (like a hamster.) At least that’s what it looked like she was doing.
Yesterday I looked up nepotism (because Trump) on Wikipedia, and was surprised to discover a link to Bob’s your uncle, which in cluded a purported nepotistic origin for the phrase. The story makes sense, given the common use of the phrase as an inexplicable/arbitrary answer for how something works, or why it’s justified or why its just is the way it is.
Everyone should drink coffee for health.
“Coffee drinking was associated with reduced risk for death from various causes. This relationship did not vary by country.”
Today I learned that in Scotland, three out of four leaders of parliamentary parties are women, and two are gay (although the reason I learned this is that it’s in the process of no longer being true)
I also learned (holy crap!) just how one-sided the vote was in the last election…