It happens when you step off that plane in some -- let's say -- "differently evolved" part of the country and don't see a single ethnic person for four days and can't get a decent organic basil-and-goat-cheese omelet to save your life and all the theaters are playing Adam Sandler and the concept of fresh sushi means "less freezer burn than the corn dogs." Elitist? Whatever. Ahh, all that matters in life is getting organic basil and goat cheese. Well...that and getting fisted on a regular basis. Yes Mark, we know what you think is good in life. LOL