Trash talk ...

This morning, it is so windy that a couple of foam cups and a curious paper bag with a system of regular circular holes, were resting in various places in the grass. I dropped them in the huge trash bin that was foisted on delivered to us by the county and, as an afterthought, included the bags our Herald was delivered in. That trash bin does have the attraction that not all dry trash has to be enclosed in a plastic bag. The collection truck has two arms that swing out, pick up the bin, and invert it over the interior.

Under the previous system, everything had to be plastic-bagged so it could be collected by hand. I do wonder what happened to those people whose jobs were eliminated by the automated system. I sincerely hope they were relocated to other departments. How likely is that, though ...

There is a plus with the newer style bin: the lid, being hinged on, doesn't go missing. Occasionally, our previous lids used to take jaunts on really windy days. Or, perhaps, when someone needed a replacement lid like ours ...

Time to work on my copy of the morning crossword ...