Craaaaaap

I went curb-shopping through my honey hole today-- a wealthy neighborhood that's always good for at least a couple small appliances-- and got nothing. Not so much as a single, solitary metal mop handle. A complete waste of time and gas.

I guess the law of averages has to work out at some point, and make up for my good-scoring days, but... that still doesn't make days like today any fun.



Sorry, just needed to vent...

Yep, Some times the cold streek hits.

Bummer. All of us curb shoppers have a cold night (or worse, a long cold stretch). It's particularly tough when you see somebody with a truckload of scrap drive by you when you're sitting empty.

Better luck next time out!

sound like somebody mighta beat ya to it ; )