Garbage in, Garbage out

This week the town of Normal announced that they would be requiring all households to use the new sturdy 96 gallon garbage cans that will allow the garbage trucks to dump our trash without a human being to do anything except drive the truck, operate the magic wand that squeezes, lifts and dumps the trash, then drive away to the next house.  Good for the guys that used to have to jump out of the truck, back in, handle smelly dirty and often dangerous trash.  But...96 gallons! 

Here is my old (and as you can see well squeezed) garbage can next to the new gargantuan size can.

In a normal week in Normal, my little squished can would be about half-full of trash on pickup day.   So with my new and improved big can I expect I will barely be able to fill the bottom of it with a week's supply of garbage.  I can pick up a new smaller can in October but until then I will be using the King Kong of Trash Cans just like everyone else in town. 

The day the city delivered our new cans they brought them in a Ryder Truck.  About 10 guys were popping those things out of the back and putting them at the end of people's driveways.  I heard the sound of...well it sounded like a truck going down the street hitting cars and mailboxes every few feet.  I ran to the door to see what was happening.  A photographer was documenting the event on my very street.  Did that make the paper?  Inquiring minds want to know.  But not enough to actually buy the local paper to find out.

Meanwhile on the other side of the house...the morning glories keep flirting with me.  One beautiful bloom this morning.  More blossoms to come, promise these little buds on self-reinforcing vines!