I suppose I should note that I am planning an imminent 3-day trip to Atlanta to visit friends. When discussing itineraries, Dan (my roommate, not to be confused with Daniel, or the other three Dans in my workplace) wants to visit the World of Coke. Now, far be it from me to criticize anyone's desire to visit a self-promoting tribute to pop culture, but considering that Daniel & I probably consume enough diet Coke annually to pay the wages of half the staff there, I have a hard time paying admission for something I've already seen.
Honestly, though, I really don't care what we do, because it means I'm not in Orlando. My only target destination is a certain Northwest retailer that is ever-so-slowly insinuating itself into the Southeast market.
