Roommate Kevin, who is moving out at the end of the month (supposedly, repeatedly) has a ton of boxes and crap stored in various places all over the house, including the furnace room, which the landlord took some issue with. Fire hazards and all.

Landlord also had some stuff stored there, so we just got rid of it all and put it on the street for trash day. I was apprehensive about this, because a few months ago we had too much trash out on the street (there's a limit in this town) and the city wouldn't take it. Which only compounded the problem the following week, and we had to ration our trash.

Anyway I just looked out the window as the garbage truck came by, and watched the guys take all the trash with a sigh of relief.

But the best part was, there was a box of old kids vhs tapes out there. And I heard one of the guys go "Oh man! Ninja Turtles!"

He took three tapes out of the box and kept them, showing them off to the other garbage men. A great score, the poor suckers in this house don't know what they're throwing out.

I am happy to oblige sir, happy to oblige.