Note to Internet: TMI

Some people believe the birth of the Internet was a good thing. I am not one of those people. If you ask me, the Internet talks too much, telling us way more than we need to know or even want to know, and often without even asking for it. 

Like those Chatty Cathies who describe their painful periods or tell you details about their unhappy childhoods, all over crudités and hummus at an office party, the Internet springs difficult information when all you wanted was the name of a nearby Chinese restaurant open on Thanksgiving.

Today, while searching for the name of a Chinese restaurant nearby that's open on Thanksgiving I stumbled upon a story about a medical condition commonly referred to as "no-burp syndrome." It has a medical name which thankfully I have already forgotten, but I was compelled to read about it because I'm pretty sure I have it!

I never burp. Not now, or anytime in the past. Turns out this is not so good and leads to several quasi-serious and some totally unfortunate health issues, which as luck would have it I do experience on occasion. Am I supposed to call my doctor and ask about treatment for this?

It's not fatal and I've got bigger fish to fry. I just hope I can forget it. Maybe I'll just ask my doctor friend Robert about it when he finishes with his bone marrow transplant. And believe me, if you want to know the details of that brutal procedure, just Google it. You'll find out way more than you wanted to know.