If this project works out well, we can throw everything at the moon: chicken bones, old cars, pop cans, VHS tapes (and Beta too), squirrels, ballpoint pens, old washing machines, dirty couches, car engines, lobster pots, the plaster from walls we remove, motor oil, potatoes gone bad, faded carpets, obsolete computers, the old oil tank from the basement, Justin Timberlake, cigarettes, speeding tickets, hidden stashes of porn, KFC, GWB, Shonen Knife, the ashes of those we’ve lost, good intentions, worn out tires, The Clapper, The Sox, autumn leaves, dirty underwear, rabbit’s foot, hogwash, snow (especially snow), Chernobyl, tax refunds, Barcaloungers, televangelists, Donald Trump, pretty flowers, Jersey barriers, socks, everything in the trunk of my car, Motel 6, innuendo, that dog next door that barks so much, blind faith, the milk of human kindness, impediments to human progress, bills, bills, bills, and so much more.
So I think it’s a great idea.