One word Benjamin: plastics.

Once again, I feel the need to apologize for the verbosity of the two previous posts.

Today's will be much shorter.

Over the weekend my wife dragged me out to go furniture shopping. Or as I like to call it,

domestic waterboarding.

In any case, there wasn't much I was interested in. With the exception of this display with the unspilling lemonade.

Sadly, it was NOT for sale.