We can think of a lot worse ways to spend our afternoons than drinking beer in the company of our significant others, and apparently that's an opinion shared by the late John Milkovisch. A retired upholsterer, Milkovisch started transforming his humble abode into the Beer Can House in the late '60s. First came the marbles, rocks, and shrapnel he embedded into the concrete and redwood that eventually replaced his yard. Then John moved on to covering the entire house in flattened beer cans — taken from the stockpile he'd saved up by drinking at least a six-pack with his wife every day — adding flourishes like beer can lid garlands hanging from the roof edges that serve as poor man wind chimes and even a mailbox wrapped in beer. And don't worry that the house will be an ode to a single brand — when asked what his favorite was, Milkovisch often answered "Whatever's on special." Happily, the house is now in the loving care of the Orange Show Center for Visionary Art, and is open to the public.