The other day I went to Richmond, VA to visit my daughter at college. It was hot one day, and cool the next. This, after a few days spent measuring the interior sound levels in 25 vehicles on our test track. Earlier in the week I didn't sleep well. I remember when I was a kid, we used to get ice cream from the Good Humor man, who we called, "Mr. Whitey". Not sure why, other than he was a Caucasian, and he wore a white suit, complete with hat. How about them Lions? Who thinks apple cider is overrated?