I thought I was having a nightmare this morning. I was hearing that monotone voice with the heavy slavic accent that could only belong to my 3-D professor. In my rush to wake up and escape I realized that I was not having nightmares about him and that class. The reality was much worse. He was on the damn TV! I can't get away. 
g_whiz:
If you don't who does?
g_whiz:
how are ya babe? can you come over and scratch my back?