This past week, company travel found me saddling up at the Million Dollar Cowboy Bar in Jackson Hole, WY. I use the term "saddling" literally cause the bar stools were as follows:
As I sat there enjoying a cold beer, I couldn't help but think how much more comfortable I'd have been sitting on one of these:
and resting my feet on a set of these:
I ain't built it yet, but the idear be a percolatin...