According to an old saying, you are what you eat. Since I am full of baloney, I eat what I am. Unfortunately, I don't know what to eat these days -- especially bologna, which means I am out to lunch -- because I am on three different diets.
If there is one kind of doctor I could never be, it's a gastroenterologist. Aside from the fact that I'm a gasbag, the reason is simple: When it comes to invasive medical procedures that involve the exploration of cavities not treated by a dentist, I don't know which end is up.