thought of the day 2009 08 08 - genetics

So I get this call from the ex while I'm in Chicago. We talk, we're on decent terms. Had she not moved, we'd probably still be together, but long distance never works. So we talk and she says something to effect of, she knows I'm not into marriage but she really wanted to have a kid before she hit 30. And the only thing I could think to reply was, OM Fucking G, woman, have you seen me? In the genetic lottery, I'm the "sorry, please try again" ticket. I'm the reason genetic screening is a good idea. If we had kids, they'd be the embryonic equivalent of the chicken mcnugget, round, bland and previously frozen.