In the beginning, he was awed by the meaning and the power of the Force. He used it carefully and reverently.
Then, about 5 years after completing his training, Max Goodrich, without realizing it, began taking his powers for granted. Why not use them to, say, bring the TV remote control to him without getting up off the sofa?
Did he forget his girlfriend's birthday? After a hand wave, so did she--at least long enough for him to run to the store and pick up flowers and chocolate.
What Goodrich didn't realize was that once you turn to the lazy side of the Force, forever will it dominate your destiny.
-via Tastefully Offensive
This guy effortlessly juggles five objects with perfect control. Pouring cereal and milk, in particular, are not exactly simple tasks if you're shaking the carton/box like crazy.
If he's got that much fine-tuned control over the force, he probably doesn't have to hand-wield a light saber anymore... in fact, he might be able to just lounge on a sofa while expertly fighting with five separate opponents.
Know what, after imagining that, I'd almost like to see that in a Star Wars movie. Imagine a bad guy that's half Jabba the Hut in how he acts, fat and lazy but so powerful that it takes a minimum of five light-side Jedi to even match his skill.