Last night I took Morgan to see Bewitched (cute enough, but you're better off just putting it in your queue). After the movie we went to the restroom. While in the stall we heard a jet engine. Turns out it was a new hand dryer. The only hand dryer that's ever worked where I didn't have to wipe my hands on my pants afterward. It was so powerful though that it blew my hand skin all around in a freakish way. Look!