TMOMWHFTG (pronounced "Tuh-MOM-wiff-tig" and short for "This morning on my walk home from the gym"), while regarding a few benches on the periphery of Dante Park, I marveled at how crisp and clean they looked and wondered, "Of what is this bench composed?" I sidled up to one, imagined examining it through stylish pince-nez with my patented eyebrow raise, and tapped it with a fingertip. I then said, aloud, "Hmmm! That's not wood! It's a space-age polymer!" and chortled to myself because I don't even know what a space-age polymer is.
I am grateful for my enormous capacity for self-amusement.