This weekend started off ok. Jodi had to work pretty much all day for some performace art event so Ace and I made the best of the day. We went to the local diner and had a nice little brunch. Ace actually fed himself and was well behaved. Afterwards we went home and chilled out because it was really windy and cold outside. We basically hung out in the house until the evening where I bundled Ace up in some winter gear and took him to my fellow Gunshow alums house for a party. I knew I wouldn't be there for any actual "partying" but I wante d to get out of the house for some adult action. Ace had a really good time and I got to recharge my dude battery. Just when people started to get there we had to leave. Ace basically crashed into super tired kid mode but was still a champ as we hailed a cab on 4th Ave in brooklyn. After Ace went to bed I sat down to play some F.E.A.R. on the xBox360. About 20 minutes in I started to feel really nauseous. At first I thought it was the same kind of motion sickness that I got during Half-Life2. I kept playing and it kind of went away. But by the time Jodi got home i knew something was way off. I felt really weird in the lower gastro-intestinal region and pretty soon realized that I was going to be in for a long night on the toilet. Sure enough by 1am I was barfing and shitting my guts out. To top it off Ace had the same thing minus the barf. All Sunday morning I was crapping wreck. Ace was in a great mood except for the fact that he needed to be changed once every couple of hours or sooner because he was filling his diapers with bags of liquid poop. It was seriously nasty.
What really bummed me out was that I missed Team Fernandez's 1st show of the new Project season. Since that's my only improv performing right now I feel every one I don't play in. We came in 2nd even without me.
Now 48 hours later I am still not sure what we ate or were exposed to but it better stay the hell away.



