One man's analogy is another man's what?

I know that I haven't posted in for-ever. While surfing other's blogs for Christmas lists this week, I realized that people who live in Brooklyn write great design and lifestyle orientated blogs, and that since leaving BK, my blog has been neglected.

I reject the hypothesis that my negligence has been caused by my relocation to Houston. Marriage was not a big contributing factor, either, probably. It seems that there is just less free time now that I work a full 40 hours a week and spend the rest of my time either sleeping or playing with Lady Bird. That dog loves to cuddle and to play. As Frank puts it, "Is there a more perfect dog anywhere!"

A few weeks ago, I was walking around the block in Montrose. There was a man standing waist deep in an apartment complex's dumpster. As I watched to see what he was finding, he said to me, "One man's trash is another man's treasure. That's the analogy."

That is not an analogy. It is an idiom or a proverb. An analogy involves at least two different relationships. With this man standing in a dumpster and all, it didn't seem like the time for a lesson on literary techniques. Perhaps he would have enjoyed this gem of knowledge, but who knows!

However, I would like to start using that situation as an analogy. A dumpster diver is to a dumpster as I am to a Taylor Swift album? Hey, maybe I'll find something in there that's I think is really great. A dumpster diver is to a baby stroller as a suburban mom is to anything purchased at the Container Store. Its all just more garbage to hold her other garbage. So maybe these aren't quite there yet, but I'll keep working.

This shouldn't give the impression that I am not totally impressed by dumpster divers. In fact, dumpster materialism is the kind of materialism I most respect. There is neat stuff in dumpsters. If I had more of an entrepreneurial streak in me, I would totally partner with that diver, buying raw goods to be "upcycled" and sold for triple digits on etsy. We could make millions! Or maybe just enough to feel like millionaries.

A dumpster diver is to a dumpster as bored women are to etsy.

As said in Home for the Holidays, we just have too much stuff. We have become like human cholesteral. So, as you shop to give and recieve on this Black Friday, take some time to consider how much of your boody will end up in a dumpster.