Don't you hate when you have a get together with family (or something) and somebody's food makes you sick? Like bowing down to the porcelain god for three hours sick? That happened to me last week. I couldn't say anything because, hey free food. But man oh man was I ever miserable. Then I had to go out that night and eat again. Certain meats (usually pork) have preservatives in them that really tear me up. But that's already more than anybody cares to know.... wait a minute. Nobody reads this stupid thing, so I can go on about my gastric adventures all day!! Well nobody, I'll spare you.