On Rubbish and Rooftops

[darcydodo]

The prompt delivery service of the City of Berkeley has again prevented Craig and myself from suffering the terrible fate of Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout (who would not take the garbage out), by providing us with yet another garbage can to replace the one that was stolen this time. Tomorrow (or some time soon; I'll need to get home before it's dark), I'm taking paint to that garbage can, and blazoning it with our address. I don't care if I'm defacing city property by doing so.

In less prompt news, the roof guy was supposed to come today and leave his card to signal that he'd been here. As there was no card, I can only assume that he didn't come. Unless he left the card up on the garage roof. Which would really be very silly on all counts.

On the more classical front of things, there are interesting developments with our friend Flavius Neilos. Why did people not record provenance in days of yore? Grr.