This endangered and sugary species
The tobacco that launched a thousand prank calls("Do you have Prince Albert in a Can? Yes. Well, you better go let him out!")
The dance that fueled Moulin Rouge
The soup that fueled Andy Warhol's career (Mmm mmm good!)
A: Our house! And they're not half-full Dr. Pepper cans this time! They're lovely working can lights.
They are operated with these strange plastic wands (like you don't even have to root around for an extension cord to get them to go on).
Woody spent all day yesterday installing many many of them and then flipping them on and off with delirious glee. I was especially tickled that you could flip a switch downstairs and have a light come on upstairs. (Try not to be envious, just try.) The entire downstairs and upstairs of the house are bright! Woody claims the kitchen is as bright as the surface of the sun but I am not entirely convinced he speaks from experience.
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