dumpster diving with the step-kid!
So yesterday I helped pass on the sacred tradition of going through other people's garbage in search of free awesome stuff. Actually, all I did was (while bringing Benjamin to a park) I saw some furniture at the side of the road that I could use, and we pulled over to get it. But afterwards, I started babbling about freegans and about all the great stuff I found in the past (like the time we got a working piano and painted it psychedelic colors, and the time we found a huge box of bananas and had a BANANA PARTY where we made banana bread, banana pancakes, etc). Then he was like "Sounds like FUN" and said he wanted to go dumpster-diving with me sometime! Horray for awesome kids!
