Screw the Corkscrew

Baby, we're through.

Yeah, so, there's Wall Street. There's Sarah Palin. Hurricane Ike. The potential collapse of WaMu, the bank that controls my entire, very meager life savings. But then there are those little things that just make my wretched human existence feel soooooo worthwhile.

I'm talking about my iGoogle page, where every morning I wake up to a cheerful slate of YouTube videos, weather statistics, local movie showtimes, Spanish vocabulary words, and the "How To of the Day."

This week has been particularly fruitful in that regard. How many times have I found myself with a perfectly good bottle of wine, say, on some endless, cross-country drive, and realized that the implement necessary to extract cork from bottleneck is sitting in the top drawer of my kitchen counter, roughly 800 miles away?

Unbelievably, there's a solution. Apparently all you need to do is tap the bottom of the bottle rhythmically against something hard, like your driving partner's head, and little by little, the cork emerges:

This has gotta be the niftiest piece of news to make its way into my beleaguered noggin all year.

The video clearly states, "Don't try to recreate this stunt." But I recreated the stunt.

Hit the jump to see what happened.

-- Gail Shepherd