It was a Case of Mistaken Identity this morning at 7th and Montana as the Cashier-on-Duty gave one of the regulars a "less-than-desirable" new name. "Hey, for some reason they think my name is Archie," complained the man-in-question, as one of the Baristas announced that "Archie's" cappuccino was ready. As for me, I felt more like "Jughead." Moments after "Archie" left the scene, a Crazy Honeybee dive-bombed my Jug of a Head and bounced to the ground where it wandered, dazed and confused, into the Starbucks Parking Lot. A quick glimpse at the list of ingredients on my shampoo bottle reveals that it contains "pure honey" and "poly sugars" ...!