I'm giggling again here.
I forgot to tell you the whole of the story.
My oral surgeon's name is Dr. Akin.
(yep, Dr. Achin'.)
I've seem him twice for oral surgery and both times, my appointment was for 2:30.
The day I speak of here, was the day of the black-outs up North. I was in the chair, and since my veins are now, shall we say, "un-cooperative," they had quite a time knocking me out. My veins kept collapsing before I could register the anesthetic. Finally, I had to tell the nurse where to go (blush) but the last thing I heard before I finally went under, was the surgeon yelling yet again, "Quick--turn on CNN--they think terrorists may be 'hitting' power plants!"
The last thing I remember saying before I went completely under was:
"You guys have a generator.....?"
(Chris and Nancy Lee? I believe we may be "kin".)
heh heh heh.