For the record, the stomach both sucks AND blows.
Here, then, is my recipe for a sick day:
- 32 oz. Gatorade, Lemon-Lime
I feel guilty having to use the crutch of a Gator-labelled product during the week of the World’s Largest Outdoor Cocktail Party (Go Dawgs!) but no Powerade was available. I’m suffering twice.
- 17 Saltine Crackers
Yes, I kept count
- 2 Catherine Keener movies.
Most of Being John Malkovich and the tail end of Death to Smoochy, both on Comedy Central
- 1 hour of Celebrity Poker on Bravo
Kevin Nealon won.
- 90 minutes of blissful slumber
- No Vomitting
Stay tuned for the next sickness, when you’ll hear our hero decry the lack of soft bathroom tissue in the loo.