While much of the country basks in early-spring sunshine, as they have for the past, oh several million years, others of us in northern climes have been struggling to survive yet another arctic blast or polar vortex or whatever they are calling it this time around. Yes, it snowed again today in Salt Lake City, and no, I’m not bitter. I am relieved that I didn’t have to clear any snow, or silently curse my neighbors for taking my one on-street parking space again.
Why is that important? In my neighborhood, I either have enough room for one car or our two trash bins at the curb in front of my very narrow house. Not all three, or even one car and one bin. So I generally leave the garbage cans out significantly longer than is usually accepted in a modern society. If only there was such a civilized place where one could reserve their on-street parking spot.
Wait, there is. Pittsburgh.