Hey Pam -- LMBO, really and truly.

I haven't shared that particular story on this thread yet, so thanks for the opening!
(Pssst... guys who actually belong on my thread... you can accumulate stalkers even on someplace as benign as the DIS boards.) Let me tell you all a story...
A DIS'er asked a question in a thread about resident rates. Since I happen to also be a resident, I replied, but since I wanted to direct her to another travel-related website, I PM'd.
(Whispering to my peeps: Be careful who you PM!). Anyway, we PM'd back and forth, discussing that we both lived near each other on the Panhandle. Then I mentioned in an aside (can you believe I wandered off topic? Me either) that we moved here from California. Went something like this...
My PM: "When we moved here from CA..."
Her PM: "CA? Really? Grew up in West Covina, you know it?
My PM: "NO WAY! I grew up there! Ever hear of Woodside Village?
Her PM: "You're kidding! My best friend lived over there!"
Etc., etc. until we found out we not only live near each other now, we went to school together for four years in grade school and Junior High 2,000 miles from here. Had mutual friends, etc. We actually remembered each other.
Now in this series of PM's we decided to meet for lunch so I asked her to confirm that she was not some kind of dangerous psycho and she said she would leave her hatchet at home. I suggested she could put a lime green ribbon on it so we could recognize each other at lunch, lol. So I pull up to Panera, and the person parked next to me gets out of her car... with a HATCHET with a lime green bow on it!

OK, it was a pretend hatchet, but it was a riot. Actually, SHE is a riot, and we've had lunch together again since, with plans to again.
(Just humoring her, she keeps a regular hatchet at home.) No, seriously, a great DIS board coincidence.
Everyone together now... "It's a small world, after all..."