>Steph is visiting her grad school stomping grounds in Chapel Hill, NC these days, and called me with some urgent news.

"Hey!" she yelled into the phone when I picked it up. "While I was eating at Mama Dipps, I saw the greatest t-shirt."

"Yeah? What's that?" I inquired, turning away from a rerun of Law & Order.

"It said 'Cooter's Garage,'" she chortled.

"Hmmm... next time I need my engine repaired, that sounds like a good place to go," I replied.

And that's when I realized that if I were an OB-GYN (like my friend Dr. H), I would so name my practice Cooter's Garage. Services offered on all models.