I don't like coffee all that much either. It's fine with some milk/cream and honey/sugar, but the amount of sweetener I put in is not an amount I need to be adding to my daily sugar consumption. Plus, if I drink coffee, then I often smell like coffee for the rest of the day, which I find unpleasant, and I'm also susceptible to caffeine withdrawal headaches after only a few days. Oh yeah, and sometimes it upsets my stomach too.

Tea drinker/delicate flower all the way!

When did you start drinking it? Googling didn't help me much, but I did find a thing about Dunkin that said they only sold iced coffee in Rhode Island at first.

I can remember in high school not being able to get iced coffee anywhere but RI. I graduated in 95.

I remember my mother having one of those Five Easy Pieces toast-order moments at Friendly's, in MA, in the 1970s, only with iced coffee instead of toast.

I was drinking it from Dunks in MA in high school, in the 80s.

As you know Bob, my mother is from Rhode Island, and I grew up drinking coffee milk -- with or without Autocrat (without, it was just a quarter coffee/three-quarters milk).

We had coffee syrup and made coffee milk at home, too. I don't think it was Autocrat though. From Googling, the CoffeeTime and Eclipse brands look maybe familiar but not quite right. [link]

I was probably made up of 50% coffee milk as a child, it was even an offering at school lunches. We always have autocrat, but I buy Dave's now.

Driving ma for the co worker and sister.

I'm still trying to figure out what to tell my parents re: burial. Ideally, I'd do organ donation, cremation, and something like this [link] . I'm betting the cemetery won't allow that though, tree roots wreaking havoc an all.

Have I earwormed everyone with a Belly song, or just me?

I'm not sure what my dad wants. Mom wants to be cremated and part of her ashes spread in Oklahoma mountain near where she grew up and "our" beach . Dad wanted to be buried , I don't know if he has a cemetery plot, but since neither my brother nor I live in our hometown I think he might change his plans.

Ugh, I'm going to have to call the stupid job. Why do I have to call you when email is right there?

I think living urns have so much potential to go wrong though. How are one's survivors going to feel if the tree dies, or gets those spider web-y bags of worms?

Eh, I'm not too concerned about that. And really it's the potting soil included that feeds the tree (or tries to counteract the pH of the ashes). Memory Forests are cool, but there aren't any near family or near me.

Getting my body shipped to India for an authentic sky burial doesn't sound too practical.