…Why people throw things out the window of their car. That is a mentality I just cannot get a grasp of.
I remember a friend in Texas who grew up in New York state. He married a woman from “the Valley” of Texas – way south. Whenever he visited her family, he was amazed at how many people there threw their trash out the windows of their moving cars (or trucks, as the case might have been).
Their marriage did not last. I don’t think their differences in trash placement was the reason.
Anyhow, I am the opposite of a trash-thrower. I actually pick it up. If it’s recyclable, I’ll do that. (My immediate family usually nods and smiles. And I try to not pick up any if we are in the company of others we know.)
Finally, my little tale of redeeming some of the bad effects of trash… when I was in Kenya, I created photographic art out of the rubbish I found on beaches & along the sides of the road. Here are a few examples.
So my kids have this thing about leaving the lid off the toothpaste. Whenever I go in the bathroom we share, I see the lid missing. I get mad. I raise my voice.
So I was sitting in a l-o-n-g awards ceremony in fancy hotel’s oversized meeting hall. Bored.
Marie Callender’s or Less?
This glorious symmetrical juxtaposition of spam subjects was too good to ignore.
My brother attended today’s SXSW and got interviewed by Bob Boilen 
Why hasn’t a Prius owner somewhere sped down a highway and then, after the police stopped them, claimed it was unintended acceleration? (When it wasn’t.)
So, our oven quit. It came with our house. Heather loves it. We thought about getting a new one – because, as you know, repair can often cost as much as much – or more – than buying a new whatever.
Volume Inc.
