I am starting to think America has a shame problem, too. At what point do you just completely give up and say, "Yeah, just bring the trailer around and I will ride in it"?
Anybody who has had a biopsy knows it ain't fun. Just like a visit to the dentist, the doctor wanted to chat the entire time. He recognized my name, asked me where I grew up, and things went south from there. If you live in the Greater New Orleans area you know who my father is because of a notorious football game last fall. Big money and big personalities collided resulting with the arrest of football referees during a heated high school game between local rivals. The doctor's son played for one of the teams. That is probably why he took five different angles instead of the three he initially told me we were going to take.
