Don’t believe everything you read on the bottom of your dishes.

Among my six-or-so coffee cups, one stands out. Actually, all but two stand out (singularly), because I received a matching pair for joining the IHOP mug club.

The one that stands out from the other or-so doesn’t stand out because of the way it looks. Well, it does, but in addition to its physical appearance, it conducts heat like pure silver, (if you’re curious, silver has a thermal conductivity of 429).

Last year, I burned the shit out of my hand one evening while trying to make a cup of unnecessarily detailed tea – it was Stash premium, peppermint, caffeine-free herbal tea.

I’m not sure why it lasted so long. Perhaps, because my mom gave it to me and some subconscious maternal guilt kept it in the cupboard. Or, because it had exceptional volume and was great to eat soup out of [with gloves on].

Not guilt, because I know my mom will read this and I don’t feel bad about what I did tonight.

I’m adjusting my existence and some things have to change.

Peace out, Big-red