Credit cards. Let's not get started. But I've been sitting on an idea for what to do with the one I've paid off. I want it to suffer, I want it to be humiliated, I want it to feel pain. A search doesn't find many - shall we say 'emotional tributes' - out there, though there's this site here which has several fine examples of credit card art, including the marvellous piece above. My odd plan has something to do with a Steelers Wheel song and Quentin Tarantino..
Note: The title for this posting comes from the fabulous tune Bloodbuzz Ohio by The National. Go here if you want 54mins and 36 secs of throbbing pleasure.