“How did you manage that?”

“Told them that I was seeing a patient. After all, I am an ear, nose and throat doctor.”

“Right. Say, have you been reading about Napster?”

“Reading? I wish it was that simple.”

“Why’s that?”

“I caught my son using Napster. He was downloading matchbox twenty and Third Eye Blind.”

“What did you do?”

“I gave him a stern lecture about intellectual property.”

“That’s all?”

“I also sent him to military school, Colonel Bruce Hampton’s School for Incorrigibles. That should teach him some discipline.”

“Isn’t he a little young for that?”

“Young? He’s eight years old. Kid’s gotta learn. So, what do you think of Napster?”

“I like it. Snagged a cool Doobie Brothers import off of it yesterday.”

“Really? I grabbed some Beach Boys and an outtake of ‘Jesse’s Girl’ last night.”

“You’re still a Rick Springfield fan?”

“Always. Both me and the wife.”

“You’re truly amazing, Fred. You punish your kid for using Napster, yet you’re telling me about all the free songs you’ve downloaded? What gives?”

“As long as that kid lives in my house, eating my food, he’ll obey the law. No drinking, no drugs, no free songs by Creed and Slayer and definitely no Napster.”

“You run a tight family, Fred.”

“It’s a tough world, Harry.”

“What do you say we grab a couple of beers at the clubhouse? It’s been a while since we hit the old 19th hole.”

“Gee Harry, I’d love to, but I promised my wife I wouldn’t have a drink before the sun went down.”

“That’s okay. I understand.”

“So we better make it one beer. I’m meeting my nurse at the Motel 12 at noon.”