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...deciding that a sperm donation from a close, married male friend did not feel right, the 33-year-old hospital administrator from Georgetown, Texas, began to imagine her ideal donor in the parlance of personal ads: "Single white female seeks intelligent, sensitive, funny man, preferably tall, with above-average IQ, for insemination--with no strings attached...
Uncertainties surrounding anonymous donors lead many sperm-bank clients first to seek out a "known donor": the best male friend from high school with the great IQ, say, or the married friend (as David Crosby is to Melissa Etheridge and ex-partner Julie Cypher), with kids of his own. But potential emotional and legal complications can make this approach feel too risky. Using a sperm bank offers more control. "I had one friend who was always whispering his sat score and IQ in my ear," says Chicagoan Laura Rissover, 35. "But in the end, it was very important...
Bush's aides sputter at the suggestion that he has been transformed by Sept. 11. "It's not like his IQ rose 50 points just because the World Trade Center was attacked," says an annoyed adviser. But the change in the man and his policies is too stark to deny. The President who wanted to go it alone in the world--and had nothing but disdain for "nation building"--now says "we should not simply leave after a military objective has been achieved," and sees a role for the U.N. in "the stabilization of" a new government in postwar Afghanistan...
...These are both matters that her new movie cagily addresses. It is a sweet, smiley-face comedy in which she plays a fashion-forward airhead pursuing a lunky hunk who has unaccountably rejected her. She follows him to Harvard Law School, where she discovers not only her long-buried IQ but also her inner feminism. It is really fun to see her (and her Chihuahua) unhinge Cambridge's assorted snots and snobs...
...stop after that. One Saturday morning the four of us decided to catch a Harvard football game. We didn’t have our raccoon coats, but one of us had a military knapsack to hide the half-gallon of Mogan David during the game. Given a collective IQ of over 500 you would think we would know how to strap the knapsack tight. But no, we loaded our vino only to have it tumble out of the sack in the middle of the Wigglesworth entry onto Mass. Ave. and at the feet of President...