That’s the discouraging reality right now is so many locales, but jurisdictions with vigourous recycling programs with enticements, and fines for non-compliance, and good public education end up with a much better result, a better quality source product that can be used by manufacturers. It takes time, but it will…

Clean the Stream, so yes, take a minute while listening to a podcast or ignoring your spouse to remove staples from paper. Remove the paper label from the jar unless it’s glued down tight.

So the thing preventing you from being a hero is the hassle involved?

People, use a spatula and empty out your jars completely. You’ll get an extra sandwich out of it, and have a clean glass or plastic jar to recycle easily.

Maybe a really heavy ale or stout needs to be rinsed out, but the main thing is make sure they’re empty empty, not just empty-ish. Drain them of their last few sips/drops in the sink first. Again, keep your recycle room as clean as possible, don’t attract vermin to it.

It sounds like you’re doing it right, in that you’re making the effort to clean the cans, but yeah, super clean is better than clean-ish which is better than not cleaned. It’s not only about single-stream paper contamination, it’s not just about a high quality recycle stream allowing that to be converted into…

What the heck do you do with peanut butter jars?

I don’t know man, I can deal with John Shorthouse, but John Garrett...  I have never gotten used to him, never grown fond of him, and I’ve been in B.C. since the nineties.  Nothing particularly wrong with him, aside from not being very insightful or entertaining. 

Yes. Jeffrey Loria was a plant, like Michael Heisley in Vancouver. And the Expos were installed in D.C., conjured there, they did not ‘move’ there.

I can’t remember who wrote this, it must have been in Sports Illustrated, but he was riffing on a new team’s name and the backlash it generated as being uninspiring, maybe it was the Wild or the Heat or something. The writer quipped that that location in question didn’t have any notable features or quirks to name…

“We were without a baseball team entirely for thirty-three years, until 2005, when the Montreal Expos, financially strapped, moved to town.”

David Roth, Ray Ratto and now Charles Pierce, on the same day? Who’s next, Michael Farber?...

Yeah, no, he finally retired at the end of last season. Yes, a large portion of his patter lately was explaining/excusing his mistakes.

Yeah, sorry, I was trying to be funny/topical with the far-right group allusion. I do know what reference you were making, “A Prayer for Owen Meany” is one of my favourites from John Irving.

David Roth wrote a really good piece on this, how the analytics-dependent front office outwardly states that baseball is a zero-sum game, and that they’re always looking for an edge, infinitesimal as it may be. In that climate, instead of taking their lumps on this one, accepting that they didn’t win this one, showing…

Simon Birch style

I don’t know about the sixty feet, but guaranteed he comes up short on the six inches.

Months later, he’ll recount how he didn’t quite play for the Natinals, but he helped, he was there.

Starred, and this is a point I’d make often in discussions relative to Hockey Night in Canada, how they propped up Bob Cole for two decades at least past his ‘Best Before’ date. Now, I understand he’s a legend, and that anglophone viewers get the warm and fuzzies hearing his foghorn call, that’s what they were raised…

I want to add my voice to those who insist that the Expos have no connection, even tenuous, to the Washington Natinals, emotional or otherwise. MLB, Jeffrey Loria and David Samson stole our team, and where it eventually landed matters not to us.