The Sunday Morning Muse, May 8, 2011

It's once again that favorite day of the year when we really do get something for nothing. It's Junk Day. My numbers didn't come up for the Derby yesterday, so it's time to stop dreaming and get back to clearing out stuff and joyfully dropping it at the curb. It's a great thing.
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In the past I didn't give too much thought into what I put out at the curb as long as it met the rules....no paint cans, tires, freon, etc. But now "scrapping" has become a way of life--not just poor people trying to make a buck, but thieves, drug addicts and general ne'er do well's, so I'm careful to put the metal where anyone can find it and take it without creating a big mess tearing through bags and ripping boxes. It's amazing how many 20-somethings who do not have any sort of job, just go around stealing anything metal left out in the open on a regular basis. Junk Day must seem like Christmas to them.They don't have to worry about getting caught. It's there for the taking.
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