We saw David Sedaris on Martha's Vineyard last weekend and he told a great joke:

A woman went to the gynecologist for her annual check up. When the doctor was performing the exam, he said, "Wow, you have a huge vagina!...Wow, you have a huge vagina!"

She said, "you don't have to say it twice!"

"I didn't!" he said.

Margot has a summer internship at the New England Aquarium and the other day she called home to tell us that a man had just snuck into the building, hopped over a barrier and jumped into the giant, 27 ft. deep fish tank that contains sharks. "Apparently he was super drunk," she said. 

"What an oddball. Why would anyone do that?" I asked Bo.

"He probably needed to pee," he said.

I threw up in my mouth a little bit when I reread my chicken posting from today and saw that I wrote someone might "double over wrenching" instead of "retching." Plumbers with bad stomach bugs and no sick leave might double over wrenching but I certainly wouldn't wish that on anyone, especially not you Aldemir!

"We probably ought to eat that chicken." This is something we say a lot at home and it's not a big deal. We buy some chicken, refrigerate it, then ignore it for a couple of days because a bird in the hand is something no one wants to eat presently.

But if you hear someone say, "we probably ought to eat that chicken," when you've been invited to stay for dinner at your friends' house, you're allowed to torment yourself with disturbing thoughts. Unless you can sidle over to their econo-thigh-pak to eyeball that expiration date, you're at risk. There's no way for you to know what their standards are. In fact, who even are these assholes?

If you find yourself in this state of affairs, get out of there. Otherwise, it's on you if, as you're doubled over retching, you realize that you are what you ought to eat.