I have some really, really great uncles. I gravitate a little more toward my Uncle Jim, as I like creature comforts, shopping, and treats. He understands this about me. My doorbell just rang and out of the blue Fed Ex left a box at my feet. My Uncle Jim sent a bunch of exotic soda pop to me and the family from www.popsoda.com. So while my brother David is with my Uncle Rich this week, backpacking in Wyoming and living on dehydrated food for 7 days (my worst nightmare), I will be sipping Hawaiian Mango soda pop with my feet propped up. I definitely get the better end of the deal. Thanks, Uncle Jim.