I spent one and a half hours at the dentist this morning getting a root canal. The only good news was that it gave me a chance to catch up with Mike Wilson, my dentist. Mike is another old aggie. He and I played rugby together in Sacramento after he came back from dental school in D.C. We had a wide ranging conversation while the Novocain took effect that included his two boys, 11 and 14, and his trip to Paris.