Because the evenings are longer now with Daylight Savings Time, I determined to do something constructive after I got home from work. That is why I ... drum roll ... took out the garbage! Not just insignificant garbage, but garbage that had been piling up a tad. A bit. Okay, a lot. But it's all in the garage now, waiting for garbage day.
Like Whitman, I celebrate myself. The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind .... I am silent, and go bathe and admire myself .... The scent of these arm-pits aroma finer than prayer.
Well, at least I don't have too much garbage in my kitchen.