Roller coasters

My dad and stepmother happened to be in Berkeley for a few days this week and came over for dinner last night. It was their first time to see our place here and they were very impressed at how nice it is. They were so enthusiastic about how much better it is than anywhere else I've ever lived that you would think all my previous apartments had been vermin-infested shitholes, which at least one of them wasn't. At least not right away.

They brought us a set of coasters as a housewarming gift. They're made of glass and they come with a stand-up holder thing that, to me, looks like they're about to go on some sort of really fun ride like a roller coaster.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!