Adopt a Highway Cleanup: Don’t Litter!

I’m a member, (and an officer), of a motorcyclist rights organization. Our organization is part of the Adopt A Highway program….our 2 mile stretch of road is near a local forest preserve and park.

Some of our chapter members got together today to clean our stretch of highway….and I just have to say, that even though it was not the worst it has ever been, I am still appalled at the fact that we actually need to do this. The fact that people actually litter at all has never ceased to amaze me, and often times, the things we find….well, some you would not expect, and others are just plain disgusting.

Here is a list of some of the litter we found today: Booze bottles, beer cans, broken glass, fast food wrappers, pieces of styrofoam cups (lots of those), cardboard in all shapes and sizes, a deep fryer, a whole tire, a half a tire, pieces of cars, a sign for “Josh”, an ice cream business banner, a fertilizer bag, a really long piece of metal (siding maybe), used baby wipes, and a plastic tampon cover. Really? You throw your tampon cover on the side of the road? That’s just gross.

Don’t litter….it makes for an unsightly, and unhealthy, scene of what is meant to be beautiful in nature.

 

 

My horse without the warrior dream.

I dreamed last night that I was the leader of a group of warriors on horses.  Our fortress was in an old, abandoned building that was built into the side of a hill by the highway.

I had heard there was a problem in an area a few miles away, on the other side of the highway…that one of our most dangerous enemies had infiltrated said area and was was wreaking unimaginable havoc.  So, I sent our best warrior out to find out exactly what was happening .  Hours later, someone alerts me that his horse returned without him.  This causes immediate concern, because we know there was trouble.

I grab my long, black riding coat, get on my horse, and follow his horse to the area he had been.  The horse leads me to a place of business, and I make my entrance.  As I enter, I find a desk to the right of the main door, and a receptionist.  To the left of the main door are some stairs.  The receptionist asks if I need help, and I frankly tell her that I am looking for a member of my team who may have been in there in search of a known person of evil.  She asks me to step inside the doors behind her.  Inside those doors, are carpet sales people…trying to sell me carpet.  I explain to them I’m not there for carpet, but to find one of my missing warriors.

They asked for a description.  I told them he had light colored, spiked hair and was likely wearing a loincloth,  and had some swords strapped to his back.  They all told me that he had followed someone down to the dollar store inside the building, and that I should go check there.  They alerted me that the building was undergoing a lot of construction, and I may not want to wear my long, black coat during this trek.  I unloaded my “equipment” and left the coat on their coat rack, which was conveniently located next to the carpet store entrance.

As I walk through this building, I find it to be like a maze of twists and turns, with areas blocked off, and darkness throughout.  Finally, I arrive at the dollar store, which is also under construction.  A worker there told me they had sent my loin cloth clad warrior to the clothing store next to the ice cream shop across the parking lot to go get some clothes.  The worker went on to explain that he thought my warrior was simply a homeless person who made up a story about trying to find this person of evil.  The name of the store was RUE.  “RUE 21?”  I asked.  “No, just RUE” was his reply.

I raced out of that building, and found the ice cream store.  True to word, not far from that was a clothing store…and I entered.  Once again, I went through my story about my warrior clad in a loin cloth, and how his horse returned without him, so I knew something was amiss.  The staff advised me he had bought a suit, and then stated he was instructed to go to the grocers straight across the lot from the clothing store.  Something is definitely amiss here.  I realize I had forgotten my coat, and return for that and the horses.  I race back through the building to find that the worker in the dollar store is actually an enemy in disguise, so I take him as my prisoner.  He leads me to the grocers where the plan was to ambush and kidnap my warrior.  We find neither my warrior or the team of bad guys.  So, I take the prisoner back to our fortress, to find my warrior, in a suit, with the enemy team captured, and fresh groceries inside.