The boxes came from Tokyo: first by tanker, then overland via container truck from a Pacific port, across the Continental Divide, and finally backed into a driveway at the end of a cul-de-sac in a south Denver suburban enclave. This was a neighborhood with Razor scooters dumped in trimmed front lawns. Where family walks with […]
It was big in a “look at this niche thing people are doing” back in the early 2000s but honestly haven’t thought about it since.
There was even a fairly famous song that used a beat made by cups being stacked if I recall.