Mugs are one of those things that get out of control in a heartbeat. One minute you have the set that came with your dinnerware, the next you’re sitting on a pile of unattractive promotional eyesores. I swear I clean mine out at least once a year. (The easy thing would be to just say no to the free mugs, right? Wrong.) On weekend mornings when I can actually enjoy my coffee I like to nerdily choose my mug according to my mood. Most times it ends up being a white one I picked up on clearance for $2.99 – wonder what that says about me.