RANT AND RAVE Rant to whoever filled my recycling cart to the brim with IPA beer empties after the last U.S. World Cup game. It was only a third full when I put it out, but so heavy to move the next morning — a mystery until I looked inside and marveled at who in the world would use someone else’s bin to dump about a hundred bottles. On the other hand, rave to the effort it must have taken — a far better solution than dumping them into the bushes somewhere. All in all it put a big smile on my face after a disappointing loss in the game the day before — what a party it must have been!
RANT To everyone who uses the Burke-Gilman Trail at night without a light-giving source (not just reflective). It’s not only inconsiderate, it’s dangerous for everyone when people wear dark clothing and/or have a dog on a leash taking up the path and not emitting light of any kind.
RAVE To the King County Sheriff Sergeant who drove me to my niece’s wedding when my car broke down. I made it in time for the vows — he saved the day!
RANT As a new “immigrant” from Chicago, I love almost everything about my new hometown. But what’s up with Seattle sidewalks? This is a town that encourages people to get off their duffs and walk, right? I don’t understand why Seattle’s sidewalks (where there even ARE sidewalks) are in such deplorable shape. Many in my Ballard neighborhood are so obstructed by overgrown vegetation that it’s tough to walk, and some are so broken up and rough it’s a real challenge to walk on them, especially for young kids and the elderly.
RAVE Our recycling bin and those of our neighbors weren’t emptied on our regular day. The next day I called Seattle Public Utilities and was told that a vehicle had blocked the truck’s entrance to our dead-end street the day before, and the nice chap I spoke to said he’d dispatch a truck that amazingly arrived only an hour later and took care of all the recycling bins. I’m new to Seattle and was really impressed that this was resolved so quickly.
RANT To the young man riding his skateboard on Madison Street with no helmet, holding a 12 pack of beer under one arm and texting on his mobile device. I thought I’d seen it all.
RAVE To the person who found my linen scarf on the UW campus and tied it to a pole. I didn’t even realize I’d lost it until I saw it blowing in the breeze the next day on my way to work. Your kindness is much appreciated.