Ah, the lonely penny makes no noise. Get a whole mess of them together with a few quarters and dimes, though and you have a small orchestra in your pocket. I woke up this morning, fed The Cheat, put on the kettle and took a glance out through the window at the crystaline cold before plodding in the shower. There, for reasons I will never fully understand, my mind wandered in the steam before settling on coins. Mobile little pieces of metal jingling in my pocket (not in the shower, mind you, but at other times, yes). I wondered Read More >>