The guys over at Sprudge (yes, I'm plugging another blog—it's a shared mission, not a competition) proved that point with this terrarium made from a converted Hario siphon pot. This sustainably re-purposed fishbowl looking thing makes a solid statement how one cafe's trash sits until scored by someone else waiting for the win. Speaking of winning, I've 28 minutes to the Comedy Central Roast of Charlie Sheen Roast, so I'll have to keep this one short before I miss the first Lisa Lampanelli groaner I could probably catch on the next 50 reruns anyway.
But this turned me into deep existential thought mode. Be it from copious consumption of caffeine or a coincidental convergence of intellect over common grounds (pun intended) java junkies jive among the most inventive, resourceful creative circle of individuals known to man. What can they, we, possibly think to reinvent next? I've long felt that if one drink possesses the power to save the world, it would be coffee—and not just because the term "fair trade" sounds earthy. That's not to say I've never seen Hennessy get someone spewing ideas on the subject, but the next time I catch an inebriated imbecile word vomit one out that's in any way comprehensible and bears any merit whatsoever I'll be sure to revise this entry.
ADDENDUM:
Of course after so surely rendering myself relevant with an oh-so-timely pop culture reference, Señor Adonis DNA wins the first roast dais absent of LL. Fail. (Not like anyone noticed with Mike Tyson and the Priceline Negotiator up there).
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