The end of the trash can saga
October 3, 2008I can no longer continue to record my sorrow at the activities of the family trash can. It is too much to bear. I leave [...]
I can no longer continue to record my sorrow at the activities of the family trash can. It is too much to bear. I leave [...]
The cans rest on a bed of crushed oak and camphor leaves gently pulverized by rotating rubber-covered wheels and spread to a fine, evenly distributed [...]
See the first blue can on the left? It’s ready for the blue can in the foreground to swirl toward it. What a lousy dancer [...]
This morning the cans were butted up to the curb, honest. [...]