You either vomit, or you don't

I have a theory- some people vomit, and others don't, except under the most trying of circumstances.  My wife is also a non-vomiter.  The flu? Diarrhea only for us.  I have never puked from a viral source.  Our son, the same.  I am pretty sure it could be tracked down in a genetic screen, but I have seen no such research.  I'm pretty sure that little Lui will be a vomiter though.  I bet she gets it from my wife's side, as I am pretty sure my bloodlines are vomit free. 

I can vividly remember each time I did vomit, as they came under peculiar circumstances.  Here is a quick rundown:

1. February 1988- Cancun, Mexico.  Fifteen year old Mr. French samples a plethora of tequila shots, and then stunbles into the surf.  Vomit is detected by local fish population.

2.  November 1997- Houston, Texas.  My then-fiance Mrs. French and I went to Houston to see U2 on the POP tour.  I was living in Del Rio, Texas while going to pilot training, and this was absolutely my peak drinking days.  We met a college friend of mine out in Houston, and I consumed about four margaritas.  Here is the kicker- I went to the restroom, and was using the urinal.  I thought it might feel good to let out a huge burp while urinating, and accidentally vomited in the urinal.  It hit the urinal and bounced onto my pants.  Khakis.  Bad move.  And I realized my college buddy was an asshat that talked about Merino wool more than one would expect.

This is a vomit/urinal combo.  I could have used this.

3. New Year's Eve, 1999- St Paul, MN.  I was at Radd and Laurie's house, and I consumed six Paulaner Hefeweizens and about a dozen Little Smokies.  I love the Smokies, but apparently don't chew them that well.  The Paulaner briefly made me bulletproof, then very, very sleepy.  I awoke feeling sick, and attempted to rise and move the 15 feet to the bathroom.  Too far.  I released them in a geyser of red hurl.  Sorry about that, Laurie.

Three times in 38 years.  I'm sure there are a few I don't know about, but I still think that is a pretty good streak. You can also see why I limit myself to two drinks. 

So, how about you?  Any theories?

Mr. French