The empty streets
Saporo beer cans and coconut juice cans are not aluminum. Last weekend I devoted some time on smashing aluminum cans. If you're familiar with recycling, you will know that some cans are a tad more rigid than others. Also, these thicker/harder cans are not accepted at the many local recycling centers. I managed to take a hammer to these 'steel' cans and managed to smash them down to size. I also took some metal shears to disguise these particular cans with aluminum cans by jacketing them around the steel cans. When I took my bundled cans to the recycling center, the attendant there inspected each one of them. In the end, he said he wouldn't buy them.
I guess you know when times are tough by the way recycling old aluminum cans doesn't pay off anymore
From the recycling center I drove over to Dinah's for my favorite fried chicken. I couldn't find any place to park in their dinky parking lot, and there wasn't any street parking nearby either. So many disappointments in such a short span of time. Not to worry, however, as I drove back home and walked over to Habit Burger hoping that this jinx of a lunch hour wouldn't be capped off with an encounter of law enforcement officers breaking for lunch there too. I'm not being prejudice against cops BTW. My problem with seeing cops is this: I've developed a habit of having my iPhone ready for taking pictures and one of my favorite things to shoot are law enforcement officers out of uniform. I won't (can't) stop taking their pictures until I see them dressed in hot pink uniforms and I just know one day I am going to get harsh talking to by one of them for taking their photograph. Nobody likes having their picture taken without permission and I'll be damned if I ask a cop whether I can shoot them. I pretty much respect everyone's privacy by not shooting people in public, and if I do, I always adjust the resolution settings so as their identity cannot be easily distinguished.
I'm quite fortunate to live within walking distance of so many fast food locations. I've got a 7-11, Mickey D's, several pizza joints, Habit and Chipotle. Yum! lunch never gets boring. It's also nice to get some sun and some walking done. Today's adventure at Habit Burger included some interaction with a somewhat religious fanatic offering me the remainder of his chicken. He was concerned about throwing it away as he believed it to be very sinful to waste food. Of course, I declined and ignored him for the most part. In order not to be rude, I had to tell him that his preachy tone simply rubbed me the wrong way and he seemed to understand. It was nice of him to attempt at a conversation. I get very little of that as I hardly ever make small talk to anybody. Even though he seemed to be talking to himself most of the time, before I left after my food was ready, he allowed me to say I enjoyed our little chat and I wished him well.