I was putting something in the station van yesterday and saw what a hot mess it was inside, so I started digging through the ruin to organize a bit and toss what was trash. Among the filthy coffee mug, food wrappers, wiffle balls and someone's homework notebook, I found a pair of man shorts.Hmm. Should be a good story.

While I was in the process of cleaning the van, Joey stopped in the parking lot to help me and the first thing he does is yell, "My shorts!!!"

He very sweetly tossed all the trash for me. And I'm just now realizing that someone's class notebook (which had a lot of notes in it) was under one of the piles of crap and is now in the parking lot trash bin.