psipsy

While I was out and about on Friday to drop off a load of stuff at the recycling dumpsters, I spotted a dealership selling a used Integra, almost identical to

aichan95, except the one for sale is an automatic, a year older, and I would imagine with fewer miles. Price? $4000. I figure a 16-year old car would need about as much work anyway since many of the problems I'm running into are age related, so I feel vindicated in my decision to keep what I have. Yes, 360k miles is more than average, but then I'm paying a premium for knowing where most of those miles have been. But that's mostly beside the point. As I'm unloading a bag of empty aluminum cans into the dumpster, sometimes I'll glance at what other people have deemed to be "recyclable". I've seen entire small appliances, car parts, computers, riding toys for kids, aluminum siding and so on tossed in. Once I found a DVD recorder outside the dumpster, complete with remote and instructions. During this particular trip, the treasure was a freshly-deposited PlayStation2. Judging by how full the dumpsters were and that this item had nothing on top of it, it may have been there for an hour or two at most. As I lack anything OCD (or dignity for that matter), the temptation was too great. Regardless of whether it worked or not, I felt obliged to reclaim it from certain destruction, at least for the time being. Some may say that I have no pride, but really, I do. It's a pride in knowing that I can find usefulness in things that would otherwise be cast aside. Repair and reuse is the purest form of recycling.

Friday would have been a good beach day, but I woke up too late. Saturday I didn't wake up as late, but it was rainy all day. Here's hoping for Sunday! In the meantime, anime.