Today, at lunch time, I went up to the gas station near my office to get fuel for my car. (The gas station's conveniently located next to a good taco shop.) Anyway, I started pumping my gas and, about five minutes later, I noticed only about 5 gallons had been pumped. So I got disgusted, and walked around to sit in my car while that lame-ass pump gobbled up my lunch hour. When I got in the car, I decided to listen to a practice CD of some new songs we're adding, just to figure out the changes. I cranked it up, and it was the Doobie Brothers' "Take Me In Your Arms" (an Isley Brothers cover). Meanwhile, I was watching the guy on the other side of the pump, a guy with a long, white ponytail and a big bushy white mustache. Pretty soon, he hears my CD blasting away, and he comes over and says, "That's one of my songs." I said, "What do you mean?" He said, "I used to play with the Doobie Brothers." Then I recognized him. I said, "You're not Jeff Baxter, are you?" He says, "Yeah." I was so blown away, I could barely talk. I asked him what in the heck he was doing in these parts, and he showed me his employee badge: General Atomics. He says, "Yeah, I'm working on high-energy lasers." Turns out, he's a whiz on missile defense systems, and consults with congress and the Pentagon on defense issues. Oh, you don't believe me? Do a Google search on him. My feet haven't touched the ground since noon.