Last night about midnight I started to feel sick to my stomach. I stayed up until about 4am, staving off nausea. Then, something happened.
Middle of a very dark night, I orally left (seemingly) everything I have ever eaten at the bottom of the toilet bowl. Last night’s dinner, what felt like a flashlight, and I think I even saw my car keys fly by. It was a technicolor nightmare.
I tell you all of this not just because we’re friends, but because there may be a delay in your PopQuizzical HintCast tomorrow morning. I know, I know. Wipe those tears away. Be brave for both of us. I’ll see you soon. I just need some more rest. And to stop eating my car keys.