Fat Asian Baby

In the spring of our last semester at Columbia Jewniversity, it was suggested to us by a health professional that we get tested for an attention deficit disorder. FABDaddy declared this a preposterous suggestion since, after all, we were one month shy of graduation from a hoighty toighty institution and "No. You most certainly do NOT have ADD, young lady." We've always just considered ourselves slightly on the wrong side of lazy or lacking in the necessary mental discipline, but we sure wouldn't have said no to a free handout of Focusin.
Today's NYTimes reports that

"attention disorder cases, up to 5 to 15 percent of the population, are at a distinct disadvantage. What once conferred certain advantages in a hunter-gatherer era, in an agrarian age or even in an industrial age is now a potentially horrific character flaw, making people feel stupid or lazy and irresponsible, when in fact neither description is apt.
The term attention-deficit disorder turns out to be a misnomer. Most people who have it actually have remarkably good attention spans as long as they are doing activities that they enjoy or find stimulating."

Perhaps this explains why certain persons can devote several hours a day to blogging or otherwise talking about ourselves, trolling the internet for new bands to discover, thematically organizing our fruits and vegetables, and deconstructing reruns of Law and Order that we've seen multiple times before yet remain unable to, say, make the necessary calculations to put the finishing touches on our dreaded Excel spreadsheet and then deconstructing its results in straightforward yet adequately thorough language.

Or sit through any one of the Lord of the Rings movies.