The perils of not reading the local newspaper
I quit getting the Times Picayune even though there were a few columns I enjoyed – Carolyn Hax, the obituaries, and the Lagniappe – but all in all I found papers stacking up and me with very little time to ever even read second day news. So last night when we arrived at friends house to break the fast, we were greeted with “if you don’t care what race you are adopting maybe you could just get implanted with these mixed up eggs.” Apparently in some facility where they were freezing eggs there was some mix up and now they don’t know what eggs goes with which donor – such a typical New Orleans story – but actually, if there was a possibility, we both have a bunch of these mixed up eggs implanted and roll the dice.