A friend of mine got his annual bloodwork on Monday. If he could have waited until Saturday, he would have, because that would have given him five more days to skew the results with good living: no red meat, no alcohol, no desserts or various other guilty pleasures he gives up for the 40 days of Lent (46, actually, since he also abstains on Sundays, even though they aren’t in Lent).
Column: Remind me again why we have all these tests, anyway