I had a little bout of getting things done the other day. This included a trip to the place the garbage trucks go (10 years ago I also didn’t know what it is called), with a small plastic bag of lithium batteries, a lead acid battery from the defunct alarm system we removed while renovating the casita, a compact fluorescent light bulb, and half a liter of glyphosate, purchased probably 12 years ago when I didn’t realize how nasty that shit is. I didn’t want a liter, but that’s what I ended up with.
Anyway, here’s the rear axle of a garbage truck, resting on a stump, huge brake drum and pads, and a child’s plush toy.
Because of course.
