In Oregon, we have a bottle bill, maybe the first in the country, where you pay a nickel deposit on most every soft drink bottle, and they give it back to you. They have these machines that take your bottle or can one at a time, spin it around so it can read the bar code, crush it, and count it. Rejected cans are returned to you undamaged. At the end it spits out a receipt. The worst part about the machines is that some incompetent industrial engineer appears to have designed it. I’ve had cans scanned and crushed without getting a credit. It’s MY FIVE CENTS after all. Anyway, the real story is that my dad goes through a lot of Coke and never takes the cans back. I finally got around to going to Safeway and got back $14.95. That’s 299 cans of his Coke cans I had to stick in the machine, one at a time!

The rest of the day I spent trying to wreck the house. I started ripping the trim off of my window so I can measure the opening. Sounds like a new Pella window is going to cost me two large.

I also had to climb under the house to move some visqueen around. Her e I am modelling my new coveralls. 🙂 At least those only cost me $20.