Last night we were out walking the dogs. I was telling my wife, who likes to pick up any trash along the way not to touch any fireworks. I had seen a long tube about 2.5 inches in diameter and about 18 inches long the night before when just Alex and I were walking. When we came to it, I thought this thing has been here at least twenty-four hours.
Before I reached down to pick it up to put in the trash bag, I used the tips of the cattle prod I carry on walks to hoist one end of it. The thing was quite heavy. I thought it should be light, there's still stuff in there. I dropped the end that I was holding up on the ground, and a cap like sound went off and sparks flew out the end of it. We decide the street sweeper can have it.
This morning, I am thinking about that thing. I probably will go around there and burry the thing in case a kid might come along and hoist it. Or maybe call the fire department.