Garbage Day is when all the folks of Weirdville gather their crap that they have collected in their homes, attics, and garages for years, and then they bring it to the curb to show it off to their friends and neighbors. In reality, the garbage company has agreed to come around and pick up whatever you have--including things they don't normally accept---but I don't think that is really the point. Folks here just like to see who puts out more crap than they do. And they like to see what kind of crap folks are digging out of their abodes. It's really sort of fun for them...in a sick sorta way.
Take for example, my neighbor to the north.
"The Burning Bush" died last summer in the drought. That mugo pine has been dropping needles and turning to tinder with each passing day....for nearly a year. Being that they smoke, it terrified me that their house was gonna go up in flames with a careless toss of a warm butt. I was more terrified that their hoarderesque-type house was then gonna burn up my house along with it.
|Hobbes checks out the neighbors mess.|
This was probably the most they have done to their house in the 20+ years that we have lived here. G'ma Phyl stopped by yesterday and is still convinced they are moving (no luck, Phyl) and my other neighbor thought they dug up all of their "landscaping." Nope...just the Burning Bush.
Hee Haw. It's a great day in Weirdville.
Don't even ask about the Weirdville Beautification Contest they hold each summer. You don't wanna know.