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The husband and I stopped into an antique shop the other day and when he asked the cashier where the rest room was located? She neglected to mention the all seeing eye.
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From far away this piece of art does indeed look like an eye.
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Though when you see it from the side?
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You realize the artist probably has a cellar filled with junk like ours.
Talk about creative recycling.
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Because these days it’s everywhere.
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I can’t honestly say I’ve ever thought about repurposing my poop.. but clearly I’m missing out on some opportunities .
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This is… pardon the pun… a little hard to swallow.
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No worries, I’m not going to run out and buy this book and share excerpts. Even I have limits.
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Poop fuel. The ultimate in recycling. And with the cost of heating oil today? Not a bad idea.
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Brilliant. The name and the idea. And if you smear the walls of your house with urine and feces? I can almost guarantee it’s going to deflect the Mormons and those pesky political survey takers who are always knocking on your door.
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I try to be a good human. I reuse, I recycle and I dispose of things the legal, environmentally friendly way.
Maine is a beautiful state and we do all we can to keep it that way, including picking up trash on the side of the road. It disgusts me the amount of crap people will throw in the woods or a ditch. Tires, construction debris, carpet, bicycles, small appliances… it’s ridiculous.
So being the good global citizens we are, we recently picked up a small window unit air conditioner, loaded it in the truck and drove to a waste management site.
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Where we discovered the reason people throw things on the side of the road. If you want to encourage the public to do the right thing? I suggest making it a little more affordable.
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River's world..... 