What the hell, count me in. I will just have to make the time sacrifice between my winter alotment of potato chips, beer, football, racing videos, hunting and fishing shows, more chips and beer, moving from one end of the couch to the other, thick slices of summer sausage, pizza, more chips and beer, watching espn for no apparent reason, asking the wife what she is gonna make for dinner when she gets home from work, and going to the store to stock up on chips and beer.