I've already had my workout for the day

[silvercamaro]

Today is Tuesday, Garbage Collection Day!

I normally generate about seven or eight pounds of trash in an average week, which fits easily into one green garbage bag. The city requires me to put my bag into a 68-gallon polycart, which weighs perhaps 30 pounds (with wheels), and push the cart to the curbside.

Last night, severe storms with high winds were predicted for the area. As a result, I put my garbage bag into the polycart, but didn't bother pushing it to the curb, where undoubtedly it would have been blown over into the street. The weather prediction proved accurate. In midmorning today, I realized that the sanitation truck had not yet been down the street. The sun was shining, so I thought it prudent to push the cart to curbside.

When I grabbed the handles, the cart wouldn't budge. The cart was filled to the brim with rainwater, with my single trash bag floating on top. I tried to lift out the bag, so I could dump over the cart. Although the bag retained enough air to float, it also took on water, and I could not lift it until I poked a hole and let several gallons pour out. I threw that to the ground, but I still could not move nor tilt the cart. I got a bucket and started bailing. Dip, lift a filled 2-gallon bucket, throw water, repeat. Eventually, I got the water level down far enough that I could tilt the cart and let it drain into the lawn, forming what I now call Lake Camaro. Once that was done, I could upright the polycart, lift my sodden single bag back into the cart, and push it to its assigned position near the street.

A gallon of water weighs 8.33 pounds. My 30-lb. cart holds 68 times 8.33 lbs. of water, or 566.44 lbs., most of which I lifted in the bucket and dumped on the grass. Pushing the cart through the sodden ground required extra effort, but without even counting that, I calculate I had to expend an effort equal to lifing nearly 600 pounds to throw away my 8 pounds of trash.

I've had my workout for the day. My shoes are still wet.

[Rexer25]

Today is Tuesday, Garbage Collection Day!

I normally generate about seven or eight pounds of trash in an average week, which fits easily into one green garbage bag. The city requires me to put my bag into a 68-gallon polycart, which weighs perhaps 30 pounds (with wheels), and push the cart to the curbside.

Last night, severe storms with high winds were predicted for the area. As a result, I put my garbage bag into the polycart, but didn't bother pushing it to the curb, where undoubtedly it would have been blown over into the street. The weather prediction proved accurate. In midmorning today, I realized that the sanitation truck had not yet been down the street. The sun was shining, so I thought it prudent to push the cart to curbside.

When I grabbed the handles, the cart wouldn't budge. The cart was filled to the brim with rainwater, with my single trash bag floating on top. I tried to lift out the bag, so I could dump over the cart. Although the bag retained enough air to float, it also took on water, and I could not lift it until I poked a hole and let several gallons pour out. I threw that to the ground, but I still could not move nor tilt the cart. I got a bucket and started bailing. Dip, lift a filled 2-gallon bucket, throw water, repeat. Eventually, I got the water level down far enough that I could tilt the cart and let it drain into the lawn, forming what I now call Lake Camaro. Once that was done, I could upright the polycart, lift my sodden single bag back into the cart, and push it to its assigned position near the street.

A gallon of water weighs 8.33 pounds. My 30-lb. cart holds 68 times 8.33 lbs. of water, or 566.44 lbs., most of which I lifted in the bucket and dumped on the grass. Pushing the cart through the sodden ground required extra effort, but without even counting that, I calculate I had to expend an effort equal to lifing nearly 600 pounds to throw away my 8 pounds of trash.

I've had my workout for the day. My shoes are still wet.

Log those presidental workout points!

[ulysses5019]

Today is Tuesday, Garbage Collection Day!

I normally generate about seven or eight pounds of trash in an average week, which fits easily into one green garbage bag. The city requires me to put my bag into a 68-gallon polycart, which weighs perhaps 30 pounds (with wheels), and push the cart to the curbside.

Last night, severe storms with high winds were predicted for the area. As a result, I put my garbage bag into the polycart, but didn't bother pushing it to the curb, where undoubtedly it would have been blown over into the street. The weather prediction proved accurate. In midmorning today, I realized that the sanitation truck had not yet been down the street. The sun was shining, so I thought it prudent to push the cart to curbside.

When I grabbed the handles, the cart wouldn't budge. The cart was filled to the brim with rainwater, with my single trash bag floating on top. I tried to lift out the bag, so I could dump over the cart. Although the bag retained enough air to float, it also took on water, and I could not lift it until I poked a hole and let several gallons pour out. I threw that to the ground, but I still could not move nor tilt the cart. I got a bucket and started bailing. Dip, lift a filled 2-gallon bucket, throw water, repeat. Eventually, I got the water level down far enough that I could tilt the cart and let it drain into the lawn, forming what I now call Lake Camaro. Once that was done, I could upright the polycart, lift my sodden single bag back into the cart, and push it to its assigned position near the street.

A gallon of water weighs 8.33 pounds. My 30-lb. cart holds 68 times 8.33 lbs. of water, or 566.44 lbs., most of which I lifted in the bucket and dumped on the grass. Pushing the cart through the sodden ground required extra effort, but without even counting that, I calculate I had to expend an effort equal to lifing nearly 600 pounds to throw away my 8 pounds of trash.

I've had my workout for the day. My shoes are still wet.

Quit yer yappin'. Put a lid on it! Or learn to use a big enough lever.

[silvercamaro]

Quit yer yappin'.

Never!

Put a lid on it!

The polycart has a lid. It was closed until the high winds came through with the storms.

Or learn to use a big enough lever.

Where's Archimedes when you really need him?

[kayrharris]

I have a similar problem when I find myself home alone on trash pickup day except I have a very steep driveway and could easily be killed by the trash container that outweighs me. My son usually comes over to put it out for me.

Never had it fill up with water, but in your case I would have just missed the trash pickup today and waited for my nice neighbor to get home and ask for assistance from him. I do admire your tenancity though.

[SportsFan68]

We were lucky -- high winds were predicted to be out of the west Sunday night, which they were, before we sent them on to Lake Camaro.

The lucky part was that our polycart had its back to the wind, so to speak, and the lid did not blow open before we put it out. Those few individuals who were not as prudent as MsCamaro did indeed get their polycarts blown over picked up a significant amount of trash Monday morning before GiantTrashGobblingTruck got there.

[secondchance]

I love your stories, SC. They make me smile.

It was extremely windy in L.A. in the last few days, as well. Probably how a traffic cone ended up in the middle of the freeway.

[gsabc]

Suggestion: take a drill and poke a few holes around the base of the barrel part.

[MarleysGh0st]

Suggestion: take a drill and poke a few holes around the base of the barrel part.

An engineering solution!

[SportsFan68]

Suggestion: take a drill and poke a few holes around the base of the barrel part.

I dunno about SC, but here, we don't own our barrel. It's on loan to us as part of the gazillion dollars we send in every quarter so we don't have to deal with our own trash. Except the various windstorms and raccoon drivebys.

[SportsFan68]

Suggestion: take a drill and poke a few holes around the base of the barrel part.

I dunno about SC, but here, we don't own our barrel. It's on loan to us as part of the gazillion dollars we send in every quarter so we don't have to deal with our own trash. Except the various windstorms and raccoon drivebys.

Anyway, they would take umbrage if we started drilling holes in their polycart.

[minimetoo26]

I'm the resident trash person, so I sometimes get some treasures, like I did this morning.

The recycling comes at 7 am, sharp. So I brought down the cart when I got the paper, and the truck was coming into our court. So I brought down the trash and brought up the now-empty recycling bin, and found a piece of paper that had dropped out. It was one of Rain Man's school papers.

My Family Is....

My family is the wild.
My dad is a dolphin. He sometimes flops around.
My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.
My brothers are fish. They slowly move around.
My sister is an elephant. She can scream really, really loud.
My cat is a geyser. He's dormant at first, but then he unexpectedly attacks me.
I am a bear. I'm somewhat fat, and I also walk like one, too.

[MinisKidToBeNamedLater]

I'm the resident trash person, so I sometimes get some treasures, like I did this morning.

The recycling comes at 7 am, sharp. So I brought down the cart when I got the paper, and the truck was coming into our court. So I brought down the trash and brought up the now-empty recycling bin, and found a piece of paper that had dropped out. It was one of Rain Man's school papers.

My Family Is....

My family is the wild.
My dad is a dolphin. He sometimes flops around.
My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.
My brothers are fish. They slowly move around.
My sister is an elephant. She can scream really, really loud.
My cat is a geyser. He's dormant at first, but then he unexpectedly attacks me.
I am a bear. I'm somewhat fat, and I also walk like one, too.

I know a brother who's going to get stomped by my big fat legs.....

[ulysses5019]

Suggestion: take a drill and poke a few holes around the base of the barrel part.

I dunno about SC, but here, we don't own our barrel. It's on loan to us as part of the gazillion dollars we send in every quarter so we don't have to deal with our own trash. Except the various windstorms and raccoon drivebys.

Just tell 'em a squirrel must have eaten through the bottom.

[minimetoo26]

I'm the resident trash person, so I sometimes get some treasures, like I did this morning.

The recycling comes at 7 am, sharp. So I brought down the cart when I got the paper, and the truck was coming into our court. So I brought down the trash and brought up the now-empty recycling bin, and found a piece of paper that had dropped out. It was one of Rain Man's school papers.

My Family Is....

My family is the wild.
My dad is a dolphin. He sometimes flops around.
My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.
My brothers are fish. They slowly move around.
My sister is an elephant. She can scream really, really loud.
My cat is a geyser. He's dormant at first, but then he unexpectedly attacks me.
I am a bear. I'm somewhat fat, and I also walk like one, too.

I know a brother who's going to get stomped by my big fat legs.....

You have spindly little sticks where most have legs. He used to call you an elephant when you had a pacifier, and he still calls you that.

I am Ixnay or Ixneigh the French Canadian horse who tramples him when he is the European Lion King. That's our game. I don't know where the serious part comes from. No one has accused me of being serious for decades...

[ulysses5019]

I'm the resident trash person, so I sometimes get some treasures, like I did this morning.

The recycling comes at 7 am, sharp. So I brought down the cart when I got the paper, and the truck was coming into our court. So I brought down the trash and brought up the now-empty recycling bin, and found a piece of paper that had dropped out. It was one of Rain Man's school papers.

My Family Is....

My family is the wild.
My dad is a dolphin. He sometimes flops around.
My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.
My brothers are fish. They slowly move around.
My sister is an elephant. She can scream really, really loud.
My cat is a geyser. He's dormant at first, but then he unexpectedly attacks me.
I am a bear. I'm somewhat fat, and I also walk like one, too.

That's some zoo you've got there. I wonder what the teacher would make of that.

[SportsFan68]

I'm the resident trash person, so I sometimes get some treasures, like I did this morning.

The recycling comes at 7 am, sharp. So I brought down the cart when I got the paper, and the truck was coming into our court. So I brought down the trash and brought up the now-empty recycling bin, and found a piece of paper that had dropped out. It was one of Rain Man's school papers.

My Family Is....

My family is the wild.
My dad is a dolphin. He sometimes flops around.
My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.
My brothers are fish. They slowly move around.
My sister is an elephant. She can scream really, really loud.
My cat is a geyser. He's dormant at first, but then he unexpectedly attacks me.
I am a bear. I'm somewhat fat, and I also walk like one, too.

I know a brother who's going to get stomped by my big fat legs.....

You have spindly little sticks where most have legs. He used to call you an elephant when you had a pacifier, and he still calls you that.

I am Ixnay or Ixneigh the French Canadian horse who tramples him when he is the European Lion King. That's our game. I don't know where the serious part comes from. No one has accused me of being serious for decades...

You're the mom, the rock, the ruler of all space and time. OK, ruler of CasaFamilyMini. I can see where he would impute some seriousness there.

[minimetoo26]

I'm the resident trash person, so I sometimes get some treasures, like I did this morning.

The recycling comes at 7 am, sharp. So I brought down the cart when I got the paper, and the truck was coming into our court. So I brought down the trash and brought up the now-empty recycling bin, and found a piece of paper that had dropped out. It was one of Rain Man's school papers.

My Family Is....

My family is the wild.
My dad is a dolphin. He sometimes flops around.
My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.
My brothers are fish. They slowly move around.
My sister is an elephant. She can scream really, really loud.
My cat is a geyser. He's dormant at first, but then he unexpectedly attacks me.
I am a bear. I'm somewhat fat, and I also walk like one, too.

That's some zoo you've got there. I wonder what the teacher would make of that.

His teacher loves him. She "gets" him.

Ahem: note the conspicuous absence of squirrels on the list, sir....

[littlebeast13]

I'm the resident trash person, so I sometimes get some treasures, like I did this morning.

The recycling comes at 7 am, sharp. So I brought down the cart when I got the paper, and the truck was coming into our court. So I brought down the trash and brought up the now-empty recycling bin, and found a piece of paper that had dropped out. It was one of Rain Man's school papers.

My Family Is....

My family is the wild.
My dad is a dolphin. He sometimes flops around.
My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.
My brothers are fish. They slowly move around.
My sister is an elephant. She can scream really, really loud.
My cat is a geyser. He's dormant at first, but then he unexpectedly attacks me.
I am a bear. I'm somewhat fat, and I also walk like one, too.

That's some zoo you've got there. I wonder what the teacher would make of that.

His teacher loves him. She "gets" him.

Ahem: note the conspicuous absence of squirrels on the list, sir....

Nobody's perfect.....

lb13

[christie1111]

I'm the resident trash person, so I sometimes get some treasures, like I did this morning.

The recycling comes at 7 am, sharp. So I brought down the cart when I got the paper, and the truck was coming into our court. So I brought down the trash and brought up the now-empty recycling bin, and found a piece of paper that had dropped out. It was one of Rain Man's school papers.

My Family Is....

My family is the wild.
My dad is a dolphin. He sometimes flops around.
My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.
My brothers are fish. They slowly move around.
My sister is an elephant. She can scream really, really loud.
My cat is a geyser. He's dormant at first, but then he unexpectedly attacks me.
I am a bear. I'm somewhat fat, and I also walk like one, too.

That is really insightful.

[silvercamaro]

I'm the resident trash person, so I sometimes get some treasures, like I did this morning.

The recycling comes at 7 am, sharp. So I brought down the cart when I got the paper, and the truck was coming into our court. So I brought down the trash and brought up the now-empty recycling bin, and found a piece of paper that had dropped out. It was one of Rain Man's school papers.

My Family Is....

My family is the wild.
My dad is a dolphin. He sometimes flops around.
My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.
My brothers are fish. They slowly move around.
My sister is an elephant. She can scream really, really loud.
My cat is a geyser. He's dormant at first, but then he unexpectedly attacks me.
I am a bear. I'm somewhat fat, and I also walk like one, too.

Rain Man is a poet! Even better, he understands how metaphors work, which seems to be increasingly rare. Like his teacher, I give him an A.

I particularly love the line about the cat. I wish I had thought of it first.

[secondchance]

I'm the resident trash person, so I sometimes get some treasures, like I did this morning.

The recycling comes at 7 am, sharp. So I brought down the cart when I got the paper, and the truck was coming into our court. So I brought down the trash and brought up the now-empty recycling bin, and found a piece of paper that had dropped out. It was one of Rain Man's school papers.

My Family Is....

My family is the wild.
My dad is a dolphin. He sometimes flops around.
My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.
My brothers are fish. They slowly move around.
My sister is an elephant. She can scream really, really loud.
My cat is a geyser. He's dormant at first, but then he unexpectedly attacks me.
I am a bear. I'm somewhat fat, and I also walk like one, too.

I absolutely love this.

[ulysses5019]

My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.

Ahhh yes. The glue that holds the family together.

[minimetoo26]

My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.

Ahhh yes. The glue that holds the family together.

Whatchoo be talkin' 'bout, Willis?

[Rexer25]

My mom is a horse. She's serious, but she sometimes tramples others.

Ahhh yes. The glue that holds the family together.

Whatchoo be talkin' 'bout, Willis?

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