Anybody remember that Seinfeld quote, about George and his sweatpants? "It's like you're telling the world, I give up!" I gave up, on the pants-seat holes, and now I just patch them and don't care if they look goofy. I dream of a world....dream...of a...world...my friends, where a little healthy active-transportation B.O. is preferable to egregious perfume and dryer-sheet odor, and wear and tear on perfectly functional clothes is acceptable, indeed, not even noticed. I know, it's not Martin Luther King, but still a positive step.