Monthly Archives: October 2011

Free Paint: Will Deliver

Step right up and take all the paint you want, for free. We have all colors. Unfortunately, we don’t know which cans have which color, so we’ll offer you two options: 1. We bring you cans of paint, as they … Continue reading

Special Ops: Tarping A Roof, or, A Beautiful Fall Day in Farmland

It’s not all trashouts and show cleans. We also perform a wide range of property-preservation services to make sure that our properties are safe. Here, we traveled to an isolated farmhouse in western Minnesota to tarp a hole in the … Continue reading

The Friendliest Gang Of All Time

One of our properties was vandalized the other day, with what could be described as gang-related graffiti. Annoying, yes. Intimidating? You be the judge. It looks to me like a second-grade teacher did this. No suspects have yet been detained.

Found: 1949 Chevy Pickup

Someone in rural Minnesota began restoring this 1949 Chevy pickup. They didn’t get too far, though. This working man’s truck is now the victim of elements, bad Bondo work, and unfulfilled dreams. Rust has taken over the chrome-plated grill.

A Crowd of Ghosts

What Does An Easy Trashout Look Like?

Not all trashouts are nasty, excessively filthy affairs. We have normal, easy trashouts every day. These run-of-the-mill jobs are the meat and potatoes of our existence. This is what they look like. There was nothing particularly outstanding about this residence. … Continue reading

Man vs. Machine? and, Foreclosure Is Also For The Birds

We may have the makings of a John Henry-esque, man-versus-machine contest brewing at one of our properties. Dirty Dave and I were inspecting a property in the burbs, and found this series of modified concrete drainage pipes that have been … Continue reading

No Money Laundering Here. Just Clothes.

Often, there is a tremendous amount of stench and filth that lurks in every corner of the homes we service. Domestic bliss has long taken a hike, and disorder and decay are the order of the day. That’s why I … Continue reading

What A Sad Sack

Today’s post is a candid headshot of yours truly. Try to guess what I was doing that caused such a pained expression of fatigue and filth.

Cleaning Out A Crack House

If yesterday’s job were a cartoon, upon entry we would have found four mice, dressed as Al Capone wannabes in pinstripes and fedoras and suspenders, smoking cigars and playing cards at the kitchen table. The mice then would have scattered … Continue reading