Coca Cola

I don´t know why, but, this stuck with me.

Yesterday, Alex and I went to San Francisco plaza to do some shopping. It was nice, I got some leg warmers and a rug and things for Vern. Including a purple marble. Yes!

On the way home, we saw these guys throwing plastic crates full of empty coca cola bottles into a flat bed truck. The crates were stacked about 10 crates high and they were throwing them like feathers. It was like a dance. They flung them so fast, with rhythm and strength, but so unthinkingly. They had no idea how cool they looked. To me, at least.