Cool. Speaking of 50 an 8th...that reminds me of a cute little story...a couple weeks ago (just before I ran out) I drove up to get smokes and burned one on the way, when I went in to get my smokes the guy behind the register asked me how much my perfume costs per quarter. I got a kick out of it. By the way, I did ask him if he knew of a hookup and obviously no go.