You've hit upon the solution.
LOL. QUICK! We have to let Bill Frist know now. I'm sure he can get Arlen Specter to push this. /sarc
And as long as I'm dreaming, I'd like a triple cheese Fatburger, held by a virginal Stephanie Seymour and her twin sister, who will be waiting for me outside in my Grand National GNX custom convertible--which runs on carbon monoxide in the air instead of gasoline.