(originally published 8.12.2007)
So it’s the end of the summer and I’m the last to leave the apt. I had to go out in the city and find some boxes to put the plates and glasses in, and as I was walking around, listening to Grandaddy’s Sumday, I found that all the street curbs and dumpsters were overflowing with thousands of barely used items. There were Target blinds, cans of food, chairs, toasters, beds, pillows, lamps, and all kind of other decent stuff. I realized that living in the first world this is a regular event, where in a small city, people can’t even make the trip in their giant SUVs to Goodwill or St. Vincent’s to donate their stuff. Still, listening to grandaddy was apt as modernity, technology, the cheapness of products that were made to last only a summer, and the decadence of university culture, all converged on a hot, bright, and beautiful summer day.
