I’m just curious, that’s all. I know where socks go, one at a time after you put them in the laundry. The sock thief, of course. Come on! EVERYone knows that. But, that’s all I know. For example, where does all of our poop go? I mean, I know it goes into the sewer system, but then what? With everyone pooping all the time, shouldn’t there be brown poop lakes everywhere? Sewage treatment plants you say? Don’t tell ME that they turn that poop into clean, clear water because I don’t believe it. I just do not believe that, and I won’t drink it!

Where did John Thomas Haney go? He blew into town in 1976, swept me off my feet and three days later, he was gone...poof! But, not without telling me that he would call me soon. Why do they always say that? Why don’t they just say, “That was really fun, and you’re magnificent in bed, but I’m a wanderer and I’ll never call you again.” Okay, I see why they don’t say that. Never mind.

Where on earth did all the old cars go?? There are junk yards, yes, but not nearly enough to hold all the ’57 Chevys or the old New York Checker cabs. I’m mad about that on several levels, one of which being that I actually owned an old Checker Marathon car that was the finest automobile I ever had. Doesn’t it just make you smile when you see an old T-Bird or Caddy or jalopy? Where are the rest of them...and all those big, bulbous sedans from the 30’s? Where?

And, when you swallow as many pills of a morning as I do, where do they all go? I try to visualize the Lipitor going straight through my blood vessels, scraping all the Thanksgiving gravy and dressing plaque away as it goes. I then see the fish oil pills rubbing along the inside of my skin like I do with lotion on the outside. The vitamin C pill goes to my ‘immune team’ and gives them a gold star for keeping away colds and flu. My glucosamine pill makes a bee-line to all my joints and oils them like they oiled The Tin Man in the Wizard of Oz so I can move more easily...and finally, my Nutralite herbal supplement that my Granny took until she died at 101, moves all around my body, giving kudos to the good areas, scolding the bad and generally bucking up the whole system until it’s just swelling with pride! And, that’s all before I’m even out of my jammies!

I’d ask where all the clouds go, but then you all would think I’m really stupid. KK

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This whole question started because the city of Austin has completely changed the whole dynamics of our recycling bins. We had two plastic bucket/bins before, one for glass and plastic and cans, and one for paper and cardboard. Of course it made sense that all the paper would be put in a big shredder and come out as pulp to be turned into newspaper, Starbuck’s coffee cups, and incredibly expensive stationary printed with palm trees and sold at Tommy Bahama stores in Beverly Hills. Okay, I get that.

But what about tin cans, plastic cups and glass? You can’t just pour all of that into a big machine and chew it all up together and mash it out into a substance that is useful. Or can you? Oh! Maybe that’s what they just paved our street with. Yeah, just add a little tar and there you go. No, no that can’t be. There must be some people who, when the big recycling truck arrives, sort the plastic from the cans and the glass. But I have never met any of these people or heard of any of them.

Anyway, to make things even more confusing, Austin has distributed big, blue recycling bins to everybody and now we are instructed to put everything in them, everything. What are they thinking? We were sorting for them and now they don’t want us to. Now paper, plastic, cans, glass and cardboard are mushed together. Where does it go? What do they do with it? It reminds me of Charleton Heston in ‘Solient Green’ at the end of the movie as they take him away and he’s yelling…”It’s people! IT’S PEOPLE!” It makes me think that all of our waste really gets mixed together in a giant vat and melted down and turned into displays at Target stores, I-Phones, and water park slides. I picture some of it going into huge machines on conveyor belts made of the same stuff and coming out the other end as Legos and frozen tater tots.

I know everything is being recycled but into what? I welcome your comments. I’m a little afraid,

SalGal