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I hesitate to even blog about this, because my Adsense ads don’t need any more ammunition to only run trash can ads. However, we did have a small victory in the long-running trash wars with our next door neighbor. After trading emails with our landlords, we decided the best course of action was to just buy her a damn trashcan. Granted, she already has 3 or 4 in her backyard, but she claims that the rats have chewed holes in them. So last week I violated one of my own personal principles and swung by Wal-Mart to pick up Lennie a new trash can.

Of course when I told Lennie about her new trash can, she swore that she was “gonna pick one up tomorrow.” I’ve learned that you have to be borderline rude with her and basically treat her like a child to get any kind of response or respect. But, as you can see from the picture proof below, the tactic seems to have worked.

Of course, with any interaction with Lennie, there was a bit of tragic comedy. During our conversation, she asked if I had noticed her red swollen eye. I’m not sure if it was the lazy one or not…in any case, I’m never sure which one to look at when I talk to her. As she told me she had pink eye, I could feel myself taking two steps backward and removing my hand from the railing next to her steps. In her own words, she “hadn’t even been drinking lately,” so I have no idea how she could have contracted it. Admittedly, I’m a bit of a germophobe, so when I walked back in our house, I’m not sure if it was the right hand raised in the air, or the horrified look on my face that gave it away to my brother and sister-in-law, who were visiting.

Oh well, I was able to wash up, and since then no loose garbage bags have appeared in our driveway on trash today. Yeah, I shelled out $35, but I can still count that as a success, right?