In which I write a post about fucking JARS because clearly I want to die alone.

I’m sure you’ve heard me praise the cuppow, which is merely a piece of plastic that turns a jar into a go-cup:

And you’ve probably seen my Mason jar pinterest board (which exists because I’m a fucking ‘tard).

I even backed a Kickstarter because who wouldn’t want a leather Mason jar cozy?

Then there’s the mayonnaise jar, which isn’t a Mason jar but which does have the same mouth and threading as a Mason jar:

You can even put food in jars, did you know this?

So basically there’s a pantry full of jars in the basement that I ignored for four years, then I found this little hipster-made piece of plastic and now I want to make Mason jar lamps and candles and shit.

But I probably won’t.

#dumbest_post_ever