Showing posts with label junk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label junk. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Garbage and Recycling.

OK, maybe it's not really fair to count garbage and recycling in "a thing a day", but hear me out.

It's not just, "I threw out a banana peel." When I was packing for my move, I got rid of:
  • Three large black garbage bags of garbage
  • One huge orange garbage bag of garbage
  • Three bins of paper recycling
  • Seven bins of plastic recycling
Lest you think I was living in piles of garbage, no, that's not the case, I just was more brutal with that amount of paperwork I wanted to keep, and just general stuff.

Monday, August 9, 2010

Nameplate.

Nameplate from not-my-office. Threw in the garbage. (I had been cleaning all day which is why I look so sweaty and greasy. I am not as photogenic and cute as Kari, obviously. I think I will be going back to photos of just the stuff.)

OK, some backstory. I used to be a radio DJ, and I went by the name Kennedy on the air. When Joe Kennedy retired from the division I worked in when I first came to Statistics Canada, I lifted his name plate since I thought it would be neat. It's been collecting dust for three years. And I'm not a DJ anymore.

Bye bye, nostalgia.