Was just thinking this evening as I was driving to the airport around midnight to pick up my daughter and some friends:  If someone were to pay me a decent wage to pick up all the trash around Houston, I would gladly do it.

In order for me to work productively and to enjoy what I do for a living, I need to feel invested somehow.

I hate all the trash I see as I drive around our city.  I often think about getting a reflective, colorful, vest and a spear of some sort and getting all this trash off the road ways and medians.

In fact, I came up with a great plan once upon a time for the city to help out the homeless population here by giving them jobs that they could redeem for cash or other services, by picking up trash.

These are the things I muse upon.

Don’t know if they would be practical. Don’t know if they could possibly come to fruition.

All I know is that this evening, given the choice between a job as a bank teller, or a cashier at a Fiesta Food Market, or a even a dog walker (and I love dogs!!) …..I would prefer to pick up trash by the side of the road.  And I would be proud to do it.