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Junk, or trinkets, or maybe "junkets," or "trunkets?"[/caption]
All this came out of one recycling blue box, where none of it belongs, but some hopeful home owners will do this knowing some percentage of binners will tear through their garbage looking for stuff just like this, so, put it out in the open, and save everyone the trouble. While I was looking the stuff over, the home owner appeared to enquire if there was "anything good?" In fact, there was:
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Actual clip is broken off, but 4 GB capacity.[/caption]
I left the golf trophy figure, and the watch, and the Armed Forces-branded ice hockey puck. Seeing he had a "customer," the home owner brought out more trash/trinkets. I left it all for the next shopper.
It's understandable, I think, if binners start believing in Extra Sensory Perception (ESP), or that some force watches over them, and provides for them. I myself have, many times, had the experience of needing a thing, and -- bingo -- there it is in a back alley, or needing something, saving my nickels, only to find just the thing in a dumpster, just after I bought one, and chiding myself for not being a bit more patient, and waiting -- for not having faith. It really doesn't happen all the time, but it happens an awful lot of the time. The explanation is simple: The more you look for things, the more things you find. At any given moment binning, I finding lots of things I neither need, nor want -- that stuff doesn't make an impression on me, but when I find a thing I've needed -- oohh, the mystical gods of binning have looked after me again. Click the images to enlarge them.
Junk, or trinkets, or maybe "junkets," or "trunkets?"[/caption]All this came out of one recycling blue box, where none of it belongs, but some hopeful home owners will do this knowing some percentage of binners will tear through their garbage looking for stuff just like this, so, put it out in the open, and save everyone the trouble. While I was looking the stuff over, the home owner appeared to enquire if there was "anything good?" In fact, there was:
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Actual clip is broken off, but 4 GB capacity.[/caption]- A mini-USB cable to fit the SanDisk Clip MP3 player I found earlier in the week, by a curb among the autumn leaves -- it works!
- A coal-fired iPod, with cable, which, if it works, will go to the Green Guy -- he likes iPods, and needs an MP3 player, and this one's his colour.
- A Canon camera battery charger. Might fit the battery for the 14 megapixel camera I used briefly. Guy still doesn't have a charger for it.
I left the golf trophy figure, and the watch, and the Armed Forces-branded ice hockey puck. Seeing he had a "customer," the home owner brought out more trash/trinkets. I left it all for the next shopper.
It's understandable, I think, if binners start believing in Extra Sensory Perception (ESP), or that some force watches over them, and provides for them. I myself have, many times, had the experience of needing a thing, and -- bingo -- there it is in a back alley, or needing something, saving my nickels, only to find just the thing in a dumpster, just after I bought one, and chiding myself for not being a bit more patient, and waiting -- for not having faith. It really doesn't happen all the time, but it happens an awful lot of the time. The explanation is simple: The more you look for things, the more things you find. At any given moment binning, I finding lots of things I neither need, nor want -- that stuff doesn't make an impression on me, but when I find a thing I've needed -- oohh, the mystical gods of binning have looked after me again. Click the images to enlarge them.
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