I FOUND A SWORD IN A... TRASH CAN

I pulled the sword from a can.
This young sire pulled it from
yard sale.

YOU WOKE UP MY NEIGHBOURHOOD

Twenty years ago I was sleeping the afternoon away, at fifteen this is what you do. I awoke to a banging on the bedroom window. Thinking it was a friend instigating some skateboarding I dismissed it with a wave of the hand. The insistent noise did not quit.

I found myself seeking coverage with my dog in a doorway only later to discover that it had no frame, it went straight to the ceiling. It was not the first time something was alerting my attention to my lack of.

The pics below were gleaned from the Chronicle, they are of the neighborhood my grandmother grew up in. They are also of an area we service a lot of customers inside the buildings. This is one of the reasons I run in with empty cans and run out with full ones. No need for extra trips.

BIKE CULTURE IN THE TRASH

Found this clip while answering one of Bike Snob NYC's quizes:



There is nothing quite like trash and cycling mixed together.
So much of it these days:

















Case in point, Campy Record laced to Araya rims leaning against a trash can for pick up on Treasure Island.

Just brings me one hundred or so dollars closer to being a big dummy.

Pretty soon I will show you my sword.
Shit ye not.

PROTECT YA NECK (or grill)

The rich get richer and the poor come up on a fresh grill.

EVERYTHING IS TITS

After being hurt for the better part of five months and not being able to hustle the can as much as my inner rage would prefer i got soft, gained some pounds.
Now that I am back the weight is shedding, the muscles are hurting all over again, the toes are rebuilding their calluses and the nipples are chaffing.

Really?

Sadly, yes.

Good thing the wife has some of this laying about.
However at the end of the day, the lanolin stains the shirt much to the same as the tortured gent pictured above, yet less drippy.

I think that I am now beginning to understand the odd stares I have been getting at the coffee shop after work...

TROLLING FOR TRASH

In a way its like being a fisherman,
just with more dog shit.
Found here,
and here.

ACCOMPLISHITTED

In a can I noticed two dozen trophies,
I turned to the owner of the building who was watching me dump his trash
"This is sad, they are someone's accomplishments..."

"My sons are the worst athletes ever."

IT'S ABOOUT TIME.

Got hurt 10 days after last post.
Desk jockey. Not much to muse about.
Back in the saddle now.
ish.

(07-06) 14:53 PDT Mastic Beach, N.Y. (AP) --

A father and son are facing almost $20,000 in fees and fines after New York authorities said they removed about 42 tons of trash from their property. Brookhaven Town officials said they took away tires, car parts, hoses and other trash — about 85,000 pounds in all — piled up on a residential lot in Mastic Beach on eastern Long Island.
The site on Daisy Drive also has a single-family home, where John W. Mallgren and his son, John R. Mallgren, live.
Authorities said the Mallgrens will have to pay $8,742 for removal of the trash, which filled 10 garbage trucks. They also face fines. The house was condemned last month.

12 BUNCHES OF FUN

BAY BRIDGE. FRONT SEAT. TRASH TRUCK. 6:30am.

QUESTION, AND THAT'S ONLY IF I CAN ASK THIS QUESTION?

It rained balls this morning. We were soaked,
or I was from hanging on the back of the truck (no mud flaps).
Hyde St. is a pain no matter what block you are on,
This route has us in the Tenderloin.
It's dodgy in these parts.
Cars and folks on altered agendas.
So in stead of getting hit by a 40 or a car I get hit with this:
"So, uhh, what porn sites do you look at?"
-My Partner

WHOLE BODY CARE(less)?

OH! FOR REAL?!

EXCUSE

Been gone so long forgot I had this,
and you...

Having issues with the size of my photos.
Too lazy to fix right now.

Stuck on nights which makes me stuck on stupid...
Ask the wife.

Soon enough,
more illiterate ramblings from the trash man.

NOT SINCE STOMP...

My brother Darryl and my other brother Darryl

After a long day at work this awaits you at the gas pump.

OT! My location as of 2:55pm. Holy ship!