one mans trash...

is another mans treasure. only in brooklyn will you be moving/junking stuff on the curb for tomorrows trash pickup and literally 5 minutes after your done will 2 polish dudes and their pekinese go bonkers for your discarded mess! makes me feel good to know that in bklyn it doesn't usually go to the dump when you trash it! i left some good stuff out there man- picture frames out the wazoo, coats, pillows, blankets, stuffed animals, hats.... the packing is making me go mad! all i can think about is packing! what i should junk, how much is left to do, how am i going to pack and move and re pack to go to nashville 2 days later, where will i put that cool lamp my old boss gave me?