My old roommate had a pottery wheel in the garage. We set up a strict 2-4pm window on Saturdays for the noise. It saved our sanity and the friendship, honestly.

Honestly, I used to think those things were a total gimmick. This story makes a pretty solid case for them though, doesn't it?

Five bucks for bottled water? That's insane, I've never paid more than three.

Ever notice how everything from floors to bridges needs room to breathe?

My astronomy professor said this mix-up happens because both look like fuzzy patches in small telescopes.