It's hard to be green.

I want to be green, I really do. I re-cycle newspapers, plastic, glass. I minimize car trips to save gas, although no hybrid vehicle yet, maybe the next time. Plastic containers, not baggies, a canvas lunch bag.

My company's been green and is now getting greener, consolidating servers, turning off monitors when we're not in the office, ramping up recycling programs.

But like Kermit the frog crooned, it's hard being green.

Which takes me to my rant today. The new plastic bottles from a bottled water company that will remain nameless. I'm reluctant to use plastic bottles and when I work from home, I don't. I refill glasses with filtered water from the tap. I should carry a refillable plastic bottle to work, I know, I know, but despite careful washing, they always end up tasting kinda funky. So, when I go into the office, I bring my plastic bottles.

And these new bottles are stealth water ballons. The plastic is so thin, it's impossible, okay very difficult unless one is completely present in the moment, to unscrew the cap without putting pressure on the absurdly thin, ridiculously soft plastic, and thus ending up with a splash in the face, or down the arm, or the center of one's shirt. I can't drink filtered water without mumbling curses? Why? If the plastic is recycled, why do they have to make this thin, nearly plastic-bag like consistency? I despise them. Oh, the bottles have a handy indentation now for improved gripping? Just try it, I dare you, grip the indentation and unscrew the sealed cap - see what happens.

And now that I've written this, and articulated all my excuses for why I'm even using disposable plastic bottles, I guess I've proven I'm not so green after all.

Kermit is right.