In the mammogram post, I said I wiped off my deodorant before the x-rays, but the truth is I didn’t have to. I don’t really wear deodorant.

I mean, most of the time, I don’t wear it.

The reason I don’t wear it is not that I’m all earthy and, as Tanya, this malodorous girl who lived on my first-year floor at Mac put it, “want to smell like my body really smells,” but because I don’t sweat all that much.

In situations where I might be extra nervous or extra warm -- like a job interview or a tough day of teaching -- I choose Secret. Just a little layer for extra assurance.

And that’s my tidbit for tonight.