In retrospect, I dimly remember talking about Tab cola while drunk at a bar, or maybe a restaurant. But I don't remember where it was or who it was, and I certainly don't remember ordering a case of Tab Cola. But I did, and here it is.

Do you want some? It was expensive.

You know those people who annoy you because they grind their own coffee beans, or roast their own coffee beans? You know how that seems pretentious? Well, my friends, I am taking it to the next level:

I am growing my own coffee beans.

(Yes, I have grow lights now, which are used to cultivate a plant that produces a chemical that I am dependent upon. What of it.)