J.E.B. your post brings to mind an aquaintance that used to deckhand on a charter boat in the summers. On one trip there was a customer on board who was particularly obnoxious from the time he stepped off the dock and onto the deck. He immediately popped a beer and began chugging it down. The more he drank the more he new. The guy new everything about anything and was ribbing his buddies and the other customers the whole time they were tied up at the dock. Everyone quickly got tired of his B.S. As fate would have it the waters were a little rough that morning. On the trip out Einstein was getting a little green around the gills and was fighting back the inevitable. Being the conscientious deckhand, this aquaintance grabbed the box of donuts and offered Einstein a maple bar. The chumming began immediately and lasted for quite a while. There must have been something about salt air, rolling seas, beer and a maple bar that just didn't sit well with him.