Item #1:
Last weekend when I went to visit my little sister at college for her birthday, I picked up a mini pumpkin that she had on display for the fall. (It was actually pretty gigantic for a mini-pumpkin, and it was amidst a couple of other gourds, yeah!). I grabbed it from the bottom, and my index finger went right through it. Yes, it was rotten. I had rotting pumpkin under my fingernail. Yum! My sister told me to throw it out her back door, so I did, and when it hit the ground it smashed into a zillion pieces. Even better. Funny part is that she said the remains of it disappeared. Who would have wanted a smashed up pumpkin?! Maybe it was squirrels.
Item #2:
Yesterday, I accidentally dropped my lunchbox on the floor at school. It seemed like no big deal at the time, except I had forgotten that I had one of those glass Pyrex bowls with a lid on it inside the bag. The bowl had the uneaten half of the salad I had brought for lunch in it. When I got home and opened the lunchbox to empty it out, I saw that the lid wasn’t snapped into anything. I picked up the lid, and underneath it was a huge pile of glass chards, none bigger than a quarter, and a bunch of wilted lettuce and dressing and toppings. Delicious. I had to throw the lunch bag out because I figured there was no way I would be able to safely remove all of the tiny tiny glass fragments from its plushy folds.
(I killed the biggest one)
Item #3:
Keeping with the theme of item 1, I was cleaning yesterday, only to notice that one of the gourds in my own basket was covered in a thick, thick layer of mold on one side. Luckily, it was the side facing out, and I did not grab it from behind. It really looked disgusting, like fuzzy white carpeting. I should have taken a picture of it, but out of horror I threw it in the trash too fast.
