This reminds me of stories I used to tell my kid about a group of Rockhopper Penguins and their friend, a tiger named Ruby, or, as we referred to them, Ruby and the Rockhoppers. I don't think they ever formed a band, which is a shame, but they did go to the Penguin Olympics.

Sometimes you have to take your chancels.

The state of Oregon apparently has a fairly successful bottle reuse system; tiny, compared to the volume of recycled bottles, but expanding. Your response is hilarious, though. You claim that what you consider the only real solution is politically impossible, yet lash out at other suggestions.

But also, even if you do have money and insurance, the choices are either rebuild where you are, or move and sell the property to someone else who will build on it.

Yeah, you're right! I suppose I was so struck by the resemblance to the Hwy 1 damage that I didn't notice that.

And yet, at the same time, more confident.

The way I experience it is that I left my thought in the other room and have to go back to get it.

Can you suggest an advocacy group that is trying to make this happen? I would certainly support them.

I reuse a lot of glass, but not everything is reusable. Pickle jars, for example, are really only good for making more pickles.

Are you sure? It could be a crew neck.