Last weekend, while at the Auto Show at the Virginia Beach Convention Center (don't ask), I stumbled into a giant roomful of ladies all dressed in bright red. It was an amazing sight, and a welcome respite from observing acres of paunchy men staring at shiny cars. Turns out these women belonged to a sorority and were having their annual convention. Evidently this sorority was founded on the premise that wearing red clothes gives life meaning. Anyone who can find a meaning to life, I say more power to them. If I thought it would give my life meaning, I'd consider wearing red, except I'm sure I would be trailed by pesty kids wanting to give me their Christmas lists.