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Lift music

I had to take out the garbage/trash/rubbish (choose) today, my little apartment fills up with rubbish rather quickly and if I don’t take it out then quite soon the whole place smells. On the 2nd level of the parking garage is where the trash compacter and recycling bins are. The trash compacter thing is an angry green animal who eats rubbish and burps out fowl smells, he makes a lot of noise and I call him Oscar after the grouch on Sesame St. who actually lives in a bin.

To get from my place down to Oscar I have to use the lift, you can’t really use stairs here because they only lead to the outside, all doors into the building from the stairs are locked one way - so you can get out to the stairs but not in from the stairs. Anyway, I have to use the lift. I always worry what will happen if I am standing in the lift with my small bags of stinking rubbish and someone else joins me for the ride down, it will be almost as bad as farting in the lift.

Another thing about lifts - when someone joins you in the lift you say hello, right? Well what happens when you leave the lift? I often feel like saying goodbye, and for some reason I also feel like saying “thanks”. I mean, the lift saved me all the hassle of walking stairs, I feel like I should thank someone.

Now for some pictures:

Images were lost in one of my many moves, oh well, you will have to use your imagination instead.

The first of the images is of my curious bananas which have now become an expriment. In that image the banana on the left is the control - a banana from a normal batch. The control banana was bought green a couple of days ago, the experiment bananas were bought green over 2 weeks ago. All other bananas that I have bought from downstairs have gone from green to ripe in under a week. I continue to study these freak bananas and hope to learn their longevity secrets.

The second image is of the milk that I choose to drink. It is Homo milk and I am proud to be a Homo milk consumer. David, if you are interested in some mail order Homo milk I can hook you up.

The third image is of my new boombox that I bought at the Vancouver Flea Market - it cost me a meer $8. However, I was bidding on a eBay boombox at the same time and when I got home from the flea market I realised I now had 2 boomboxes. Total spent on boomboxes = $30 CAD.

September 30th, 2004 

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