Well, I went there, happy as a hooker at a fishnet factory
happy hooker or solitary sadist? |
I still think that our recycling center is amazing, but the glint off the solar panel is a little dustier, as they say. Ok, no one says that, but I'm trying to coin a new phrase, so give me a break.
Is the brochure misleading? Um, DUH!
It definitely should have said, "Clean, Wearable Clothing" instead of "Textiles." If I had clean, wearable clothing, my first thought for recycling them is certainly not the RSWC! Goodwill, The Salvation Army, Mama Goose, and Trader K's; these are places I think of for donating clothes. So what the hell am I supposed to do with all these cut up old clothes!?! I am tired of making shitty crafts out of them and I want them out of my life. For years I have tried making cute little handbags and Christmas stockings and dog sweaters and shirts and skirts and patching holes in jeans with varying degrees of success.
Everyone's a critic. |
I <3 U, Mom! |
I will probably get many of those cloths back in blanket form. This is ok, blankets are always good to have around, especially when they're made by someone you love, it's the disassembled form that I don't want around. The problem is, the stuff in the bag. You know, the bag I was taking to be recycled, before I was snatched out of my fantasy land where everything stays out of the landfill? This stuff is just about useless to anyone except someone just like me.
Maybe I'll put it on Freecycle and see if there are any crafty people left out there.
Ahhh, Freecycle! But that's a story for another day...
Until then ---
Stay Trashy, Ithaca!
xoxo
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