Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy is on TV and I’m watching it. I would be enjoying it if it weren’t for the fact that I keep remembering the first time I saw it. I was working in Chicago and Lisa was visiting me. We had lunch at Cafe Baci where I had a delicious dish of couscous and chick peas. I went back to my office and as the day wore on I began to feel worse and worse. After work, I was unable to take Lisa out for a night on the town. All I could do was roll back and forth in bed grabbing my stomach and moaning. Lisa ordered the movie on pay per view. We watched about 1/2 of it until I ran to the bathroom and began to vomit. It came out so forcefully it actually was also coming out of my nose. Sweet memories!