How funny is this? (Not)
By Gina Spadafori
July 1, 2008
I think I have food poisoning. In LolCats language, srsly. Here I’ve been eating mostly at home for months, sourcing all my food from local, known producers and suppliers.
Yesterday I eat out at a greasy spoon for breakfast with my parents for my mom’s 75th birthday (restaurant of their choice, ugh), followed by dinner out with my brother (to complain about the breakfast). Not sure of the culprit, but oh, am I sick.
This, too, shall pass (if it hasn’t already). The details I will spare you. Christie will come in with something good to post. I’m going back to bed to contemplate the impending collapse of our public food safety system.
I think Ive lost my ability to digest garbage with all the healthy eating I’ve been doing.
Update from Christie, at 11 AM: Unknown to Gina when she wrote this, I spent the weekend eating at restaurants and vendors at San Francisco’s Pride celebration and I, too, have the squirty horrors… I was up all freaking night.
I’m actually feeling semi-human right now so as soon as I get the dogs walked and fed and take a shower, I’ll try to come back and be informative and amusing and all the other reasons you read this blog.
Unless you’re all here to learn more about Gina’s and my intestinal health. In which case, carry on.




Every so often, something sets the chickens off, usually just around dawn. They put up such a cackling commotion that if I’m not already awake I soon will be, and so will the neighbors. (Fortunately for us all, these morning alarm events are rare and quickly quieted.)
The Fresno State Bulldogs won the College World Series, and congratulation to the hot dawgs down valley. Their win reminded me of canine college mascots. I did an article on this topic, years ago, and I’m going to try to remember all the major ones.