You may recall last year an off-the-wall post scratched out at Dunkin Donuts that a wrote on the way to an MRI lab. I had been suffering from depression and headaches, sometimes so serious that I couldn’t think straight.

Rarely, in these cases, the symptoms indicate a brain tumor or some other neurological problem. So at the expense of my health-insurance company—and possibly also to protect himself from a malpractice claim—he ordered an MRI scan on my head. I implied that I promised to post pictures, which I never did… not that they’re that interesting. They found nothing there. Uh, nothing that wasn’t supposed to be there. (As you can see from the photo above, my perfectly healthy brain.)

I still say the depression had a pretty obvious cause. And the headaches, I’m convinced were caused by stress, poor sleep, and caffeine abuse. (UPDATE: And bad diet, lack of exercise, and dehydration. Duh.)

My friend wasn’t so lucky.