You've probably heard of the South Beach Diet. My wife bought the book in August, read it, and thought it would be a good thing for us to do together. She suggested that I take the book on my trip to New York in September for the American Chemical Society meeting. This time I was not sitting by someone excited about buying their "Lance Armstrong" bicycle, so I had plenty of time to read the book. By the time the plane landed, I was convinced that the South Beach Diet was right for me. That day, September 6th, was the last time I drank a "real" Coke. When I got back home, my wife and I decided to go on the diet together. We've done very well.