Trash picker — not

I’m turning in my dumpster diver credentials. On the way home from work I passed up, out on the curb,
one bicycle. Years ago I would have taken it to Bikes Not Bombs, but I don’t travel in that direction much these days.
two gas-powered lawnmowers. After fixing my electric mower, maybe I could try them? No, thanks. Noisy, have to start ’em, have to buy gas.
one gas grill. Or electric? I prefer my charcoal Weber, anyway.

Published by deanb

male born 1944 mathematician by training, software engineer by profession; retired since Labor Day 2013 birder, cyclist, unicyclist, eraser carver, knitter when possible