Why I Collect Aluminum Cans

I enjoy collecting aluminum cans because it is fun, simple, and easy. Aluminum can collecting is a hobby of mine. It is not just a hobby, it also helps the economy. I started collecting cans when I was a child right after my toddler age. That was the time when I was interested in aluminum cans. Over the years, I collected cans, but failed many times to turn the cans in for the cash. But this time, it is a huge improvement which at least I hope. I've been collecting aluminum cans since January 2008. That was the time I had to start over. I started back collecting aluminum cans doring the Summer of 2007. A few months later, I failed. But this time, my perseverance will make sure I do it right. My timing is making sure I put an end to this procrastination. Even though I started over in January 2008, It will still take me a heck of a long time. Longer than you expect. At least it might, but not that long. I am making progress with then though. During that time I had to start over, I just rinsed the cans out so the insects can be kept away from the cans. I take a beige Rubbermaid garbage can, I place a clear trash bag inside, and then placed the aluminum cans inside. I've been doing well. Three and a half months later, the cans started getting full. A few days later, I realized that it was not enough, so I decided to take every aluminum can and smash each and everyone of them. I crushed them flat with my foot wearing steel toe boots. Some of them or maybe half of them, I placed materials on top of the cans and then stomp down to smash them. Since I don't have an automatic can crusher machine, I simply wear my steel toe boots and when I smash them, I press down on the cans real hard. When I try to smash large beer cans or large juice cans, I use strong force. That was the best idea I ever chose because when you smash your cans until the container of cans gets full, then you are putting weight on the container. Just wait until it gets heavy and take them to the recycling plant and you will receive a large amount of money, I mean LOTS! I bet you will be the happiest person on Earth like a rich and wealthy person. I bet you will probably get that kind of feeling for the feeling you deserve. So place yourself in my shoes and see how I'm doing with these cans. I mostly collect aluminum cans, but I don't just collect cans, I collect any type of aluminum such as aluminum pie pans, aluminum baking deep dish pans, and used aluminum foil. I remember a couple of months back on May 27, 2008 when I was celebrating the anniversary of my graduation. Anyways, during that time, my dad gave me a bag of 60 cans what someone gave to him. So I grabbed the bucket from my backyard and brought it in the hosue. I grabbed the soap and proceeded to the bathroom with the cans and the bucket. Seconds later, I closed the door. I placed the bucket in the tub, filled it up with water, I put a little bit of soap in, and then the cans. I save the aluminum can tabs as well. After I washed all of those cans, I used the bucket for rinsing water. So I began to rinse the cans out. After all that, I shook the excess water out of all the cans, and then I put them back in the bucket and proceeded to the back porch and then I start smashing them. I was already feeling sweat dripping down my face and I was drenched with sweat. It took me several minutes to smash and after I did all that, I placed the cans I smashed into the contianer. Boy, I made myself a slave by working too hard. I took no break, not even five minutes. So I owe it to myself, mainly to God. I actually made myself my own apprentice. I still collect aluminum cans and I am doing quite well and the garbage can with the aluminum cans inside is gaining weight. That means I am putting more effort to it. I will keep working hard and not give up. I will not back down for anyone. I won't back down for you, not even for myself. I will not surrender. I refuse to retire and I will not wimp out. I don't care if strong and tough men with muscles and abs think I'm some wimp. If I was to give up and lose the cans, I lose the money and the effort I put into it. Whenever I see a can on the ground or street, it's finders keepers. I'm going to pick it up when I see it. Anyways, thank you all for reading this blog. I wish you all the best.

-Vic

Suburban Summer II: Work & Play [part two]

Okay, this is the second part of the second chapter of the Suburban Summer blog. I record everything I see. On June 28th, 2008, another live party took place on the road I live on in my neighborhood. It happened at night. I assume this is a rare nocturnal event. During the daytime, I was on my computer doing things. During the afternoon, I hung around the house and I was playing my PlayStation 2 almost all day. I was drinking plenty of water to quench my thirst. I was preparing a few cans to recycle. Later then, I grab the bug spray to kill a few ants. I was listening to some awesome music earlier then. I downloaded the whole album. A few hours later, I was eating some snacks. Later on, I went on my back porch to guard my aluminum cans to see how much weight I am putting on the can. I always crush the aluminum cans before I place them in the can. But when nighttime occured, the road was already filled with vehicles and then another live party. I went outside and finally put those aluminum scrap metal with the other ones. The same time, I was feeding my dog and my puppy. I was outside and I saw the scene. I saw colered lights and the people there. I went in the bathroom and opened the window and then listen to the music. I heard a live disc jockey speaking while playing the music. I stayed in there for minutes. It was like another dimension of Sirius Satellite Radio and XM Satellite Radio by sitting next to my window. I remember back the 1990's, I went to a party with my family, I played with some other children and I heard a disc jockey playing music. If you were in my shoes, you would know. Anyways, back on the topic. Later then, I poured some black cherry soda beverage in my blue water bottle to sip on. I went backm in the bathroom to open the window to hear more of it. After hours, it went back to a quiet night and all the vehicles were gone. The atmosphere was clean and the coast was clear. Everything back back to normal. My dogs were barking with the other ones, and the my dogs went to sleep. So did I. When typing this blog, I record everything what happened in my sight. You can count on the music media to cover up for you. I have my own media out. It's called "The Life Planner" and I will not cover up for you. Thank you fpr reading this blog. Good Night.

Be God's.