Pray for Mojo

I just had such a wonderful night. On the way home for dinner, I had a wave of nausea hit so bad I had to pull over by the side of the street to throw up. It was just about the first time I've ever experienced the thought "am I gonna make it?" as a driver. Good thing there were no cops around to give me a hard time - it would have a pretty interesting way to get out of being taken in for DUI: "Officer, I have the stomach flu, really!". After I got home I was essentially sleeping next to the toilet, as I spent the entire night either bringing up projectile vomit or explosive diahrrea. I did, however manage to get up at a record time this morning - 6am, a new personal record on a weekday. Anyway, here's hoping I don't infect anyone else.

PS, extra points if you can identify the source of the title.