At the theatre last night they had a no-outside-food-or-drink policy, so I figured eh, I can afford to support the theatre, I’ll leave my water bottle at home and buy one there. They charged me six dollars for it, and I was about to roll my eyes, but then they handed me a 25oz heavy-duty-aluminum BEAST (pictured above, cat for scale). I could kill a man with it empty. I’ve owned actual metal water bottles less large and durable and paid more for them.
[ID: A picture of Polk the tiny six-pound tabby, standing on my duvet; she is sniffing the lid of a black aluminum water bottle with the logo for a company called PATH on the side. It is nearly as tall as she is, and as thick around as her head.]










