(Let me note that I have a high level of mistrust for "averages." If you stand with one foot frozen in a block of ice and the other foot submerged in a bucket of boiling water, on average your feet are quite comfortable.)
What is clear is that, in several of these categories, I pull the average up. Soda, for example, although I drink diet soda, so I'm not sure if that counts or not. (I'm very confident that more than one Sandboxer will explain to me why it does.)
I eat way too much junk food. I'm a creature of habit, and this habit I blame primarily on Fizzies and Bosco. And on a guy we all called Pete the Painter, who took me to my very first McDonald's, a day I remember over 40 years later as clearly as if it was yesterday. And finally, on Dave Thomas who invented the drive-thru at precisely the same time I bought my first car, a '65 Pontiac Tempest.
But there was one thing that really struck me about that list. When the heck did chewing gum get classified as food?