Granted. But, this thing comes packed with a whole lotta back luck. Each time you walk by it, you stub your toe. Ok, not the end of the world but.. it's a constant reminder, each day.. when you whack that poor little toe.. to be careful whatcha wish for. You would get rid of it but.. you know how those sentimental reasons creep inside. Yup, you be stuck with that thing.
I wish I had my own planetarium to gaze upon the stars with a front row seat.