Hunched over in not quite laughter...

In a show of cosmic irony, the nacho cheese and chili dog gods who rule over Superbowl Sunday have sent down a fresh batch of extra-potent stomach flu to me.

Yesterday I was able to keep down some crackers. While this is an improvement, it hardly makes up for a fridge full of hot dogs, chili fixin's, and non-alcoholic beer.

(Non-alcoholic, because I AM a role model)

'Night