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Welcome to my little corner of the inter-webs! I just wanted to take this space to warn you that my posts will rarely be up to date. Due to the spontaneity of natural disasters and the unpredictability of when AmeriCorps' services will be requested I will be digitizing my journal entries whenever we return to St. Louis. Oh, and most of the pictures you see here were taken by myself. If ever I do use someone else's material I make a point to give them due credit though! That said, come, leave comments and be merry! I hope you enjoy your stay!

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Cape Girardeau 11/6

The heavens were weeping this morning, probably because someone felt bad for us having to pick up trash along the Sand Prarie.  We toughed it out though because that’s how we roll!  Now that I am a trash expert, let me give you a couple of tips in case you are in ever in a picking up trash competition.  Glass bottles and crushed cans are great in terms of the weight they provide for how much space they take up.  Your gold mine, however, is rubber.  Blown out tires are surprisingly heavy.  Most car parts found along the roadside are good finds, but tire remains are one of the few that won’t tear your bag.  Oh, and pick up any trash you find along the way.  Not only is it good for the environment, the additional items may also add up to that extra pound that will lead you to victory!

After having completed my first Missouri road side clean up, I have reached a conclusion.  Missouri should have bottle deposit.  Over half of the litter we picked up were soda cans and beer bottles.  If there was some reason to not chuck them out your car window aside from being responsible, I feel like Missouri’s road sides would be in pristine condition—at least in comparison to what it is now.  Sure there will still be McDonalds bags blowing around like tumbleweeds, but hey, they are made of paper and are thereby biodegradable.  As for whoever’s bright idea it was to tear up a huge Styrofoam cooler and spread its entrails along the road.  Please don’t?  Shepard Book said there is a special layer of hell reserved for child molesters and people who talk in the theatre.  The layer for polluters is one level below that.  So yeah, get on that bottle deposit!

After we thoroughly cleaned the entire road side next to the Sand Prairie we got word from Marcus that he had another task for us.  We traveled to the MDC and then tailed Marcus all the way to Juden Creek.  Upon arrival we were met by a pile of gravel, shovels, and some rakes… Marcus too… AND a tractor.  Thank goodness for that tractor as we had to take several loads up a hilly path and spread them out to give the ground some traction.  Marcus thought this project would take up the rest of our day but we’re AmeriCorps!  Our team finished more than an hour early, which was great because we needed to pick up more supplies before returning to HQ.



My mind is rushing.  Combined with exhaustion my mind’s eye is viewing a colorful montage with the occasional fleeting image.  We just got done watching Warm Bodies.  I wonder if what I am experiencing right now is similar to what the zombies were feeling as they were coming back to life?  Everything is out of focus.  There are two currents in my life right now that may or may not be causing this abnormality.  I’m trying to make the most out of the hand I have been dealt though.  The last time I saw this film I was with Haley.  She was skeptical, as I recall, but we both ended up enjoying movie.  The snacks we had were another matter.  Haley told me that she would treat me to a real… what’s-it-called sometime.  Can’t remember the name.   It involved marshmallows though.  Hmm, think I will buy Warm Bodies one of these days.  For now though, it is time for some rest.  Night all; I wish you well.

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