I got into a bit of an odd conversation last night at dinner. This girl, we’ll call her Gretchen, was talking about the ramifications of genetically selecting your children. Somehow we started in on cell phones and biotechnology and such. I was saying that I will be the first in line for jacking myself into the digital world however possible. Enhanced vision. Memory chips. Remote controls in my fingers. Whatever they invent, I want one. I think she was appalled.