I'm still trying to wrap my mind around anyone having so much dead time that s/he would want to tour a Coca-Cola museum. What's next on the tour? The McDonald's wax museum? When I was a kid my neighbor's work-allergic/ambition-impaired adult son was reputed to have a thirty year collection of Mogan-David 20/20 bottles in his basement room. Mebbe we could visit there, if he's still alive. (Though I seem to recall he only extended invites to junior-high girls.)
Considering your prodigious output of bland ephemera on this website, I'm not sure anyone has more dead time than you.
Ooooooh. Wicked burn, bra. Totally, ja.