I am staring at the HG cash box right now. It is blue and brand new, I just tore off the wrapper.
Its unblemished innocence mocks me. I think of that scene in "Its a wonderful life" where Jimmy Stewart's savings and loan has just crashed with the rest of the nation's economy and they have one dollar left (after all the clients have withdrawn just about everything) and they have a little parade as they put it in the basket and escort it to the vault to "watch it grow." I hope it is bursting on Sunday evening. I hope I have income to report. For some reason it has compartments for coins, but no place to put the cash. Maybe its just for carnies at the fair.