Street Schwag!

So yesterday one of my personal heroes came to perform on campus, which was a dream come true, a total delight and otherwise an absolutely fantastic expereince. We took at walk for dinner and during that urban hike we came across a desk in a pile of garbage. Rose announced that she needed a desk, so we decided we should stash it for later. It was a perfectly good desk; why do people throw this stuff out? Makes no sense. Dumpster and dorm diving should be an olympic sport of sorts--it's kind of like that final challenge on "Double Dare" where the contestants had to rummage through those giant waffles to find the flags. It takes some tactic and planning, but is well worth it! I am dismayed that I can no longer dumpster dive this year, as I am the one discarding anything unnecessary, though I fear my garbage will not be as exciting. I question the understanding of the energy that goes into those objects that are so easily discarded; value has ties to investments in time, love and money. If it's setimental value it's love, if it's a personal craft it's time, if it's a purchase it's money. Regardless, I cannot fathom what possesses an individual to throw out such easily sellable thing. Laziness I guess. Stupid people.