On a completely unrelated note, I had a dream last night about medical school interviews. (It was the first such dream since mid-2002, around which time I had them about three times a night.) I was at the final interview for a school, and the Dean said that the school would be happy to admit me as long as I could recall the words to the Battle Hymn of the Republic. But I couldn't remember them, so I didn't get into the school.

What was that about highly-caffeinated energy drinks messing with your brain? :-)