Last night, my friend was telling me about these cool sandals her friend Gina bought. They have a bottle opener built right into the sole of the shoe. At first I was like, "OMG! How have survived to the age of 26 without these?!" I planned on getting on-line an ordering a pair this morning. Then this morning, my brain kicked in. How much crap do you step in on a daily basis? Do you really want the part of you that hits the asphalt and stray dog turds to be anywhere near something that goes in your mouth? Gross. So I will not be purchasing these anytime soon. On a related note, Corona needs to make twist-off caps.