Victory struck in the trash can wars this morning when the neighbors got sloppy and started crashing around outside. I hopped out of bed and tore back the curtain to make sure our remaining can wasn’t being carted off on the back of someone’s truck. Lo and behold THERE WERE THE NEIGHBORS, scurrying around with their garage door open, revealing a row of trash cans – unused and in their garage – with my house number on it. I stood…