Jonmc and his Jug Band. →
[More:]Remember my kidney stone misadventures 3 years ago? Well, pips went all mother hen on my ass and had me go back to the urologist. I got x-rayed and there's no new stones, but he wants me to collect all my pee in a jug for 24 hours (maintaining my usual diet in the process). I can picture the conversation. "Your barley and hops is high, sir."
Thankfully, the delivery of the jug of pee is done by mail. The idea of riding the subway with a pitcher full of wee-wee was a concern. Although, with the random bag searches in this city, it could make for interesting moments.