3,742... uh oh

So I heard on the radio a few weeks ago that eating a measly 1.7 ounces of processed meat per day raises your risk for developing cancer by 21 percent. Uh... can we say "doomed"? Case in point: I've eaten what I didn't realize until now was a processed turkey sandwich every day for lunch for the last, oh... carry the two... 15 years. That sounds like quite the habit to me. So if I develop a brain tumor tomorrow, please know that it was the Healthy Choice oven roasted turkey breast that did me in. And let's see, I just had KU Homecoming, a camping extravaganza, and four days at home over Thanksgiving... that's like a processed meat FESTIVAL! Let's just hope that the 3,742 ouces of processed meat I ate over the span of those events won't be the straws that broke the ol' camel's back.

Oh, and P.S. - I'm choosing not to acknowledge Saturday's football game. Help me out by pretending, also, that it never happened. And focus singlemindedly on KU basketball. I mean, you know this is our year, right? Right? I mean, just because I said that last year doesn't really mean anything, ya know? Right?