Neighbors .... while relaxing in my oversize, leather, power recliner,  I'm feeling pretttty happppy.    I press the start button on the remote (separate purchase), eyes closed,  and moments later the memory of fly fishing in the remote forest preserve of northern Idaho burbles into my brain.    It's just after sunrise, I'm standing knee deep in chill mountain water, with my cutoff jeans and tennies for waders.  I know it was cold, but somehow a memory of that escapes me.  There's a wisp of fog over the still pool on the other side, 30 feet away, and in my ear is the water commotion, tumbling over the rocks into the pool.    How'd thay doo dat    The fountain sounds the same as the stream.     Wayfair .... quit spoilin' me!!!!   thanks, your neighbor, ron :-)