

If you aren’t already alarmed about the amount of cardboard you go through in a month, try getting married. Open a package for every bowl, butter dish and bread knife (bread machine, bread box, bread toaster). Watch the pile of shucked cardboard grow until it’s saying, “Feed me, Seymour.”
And unless you have the time to break, bundle, bind and truck your stacks to a recycling center, get ready to shove those buggers into an unholy landfill.
Lucky for you, Paul Stamets presents another option: the Life Box.










