Perfect username - post combination.
On the other hand, HOAs were obviously invented by The Other Guy, so Aslan (and the EAtS) may KNOW of them but not really be familiar with them.
The Other Guy’s a contractor. The Emperor over the Sea is the architect.
Nobody goes into Narnia unless Aslan is calling them, after all. And yet Jadis was there THE FIRST DAY.
I took mine back once. I lived in an apartment in a neighborhood of small apartment buildings. There was some heavy wind on garbage day, and the cans were strewn all around the neighborhood. When I came home, my lid was by the street, but my can was gone. I picked up my lid and figured that I’d have to pick up a new can that week. The next morning, I noticed that one of the apartments at the next building had a maroon can with a blue lid. I was pretty sure mine had been the only maroon can in the immediate vicinity. When I came home from work, I walked over to their place, took their lid off, and took my can home. It was completely filled with cans. I was nice enough to take their garbage with me rather than dumping it on the ground in front of their door. I always figured they must have had a party and didn’t want a house full of beer cans.
I probably would have handled it differently if I had been living somewhere I intended to stay or if it hadn’t been so blatantly obvious that they knowingly took my can.
Hehe. Fool of a Marsh-wiggle. 
Yeah, I’m officially retiring Fool of a Took in Puddleglum’s favor.
We’ve had our recycling bin stolen, despite our address being on it. A little further down the street, there is a bin with a giant black scribble in the area for the address. We simply walked the two blocks to the place where the city gives them away for free and got another one.
I’m contemplating the value of waging war against my asshat neighbours, who put their garbage bags out on the curb on Sunday nights, when the garbage is collected on Tuesday and Friday evenings. Various animals invariably tear the bags apart and we end up with garbage strewn all over the street every week. I’d consider just shoving it all through their mailbox, but they share a door (indoor staircase to two units) with other neighbours, and I don’t think that’s fair to the nice ones!
Same boat here…our trash cans are provided by the pick up service (we get a really big trash can and several recycling cans…all designed so that the trash truck can automatically pick them up with those big robot arms). I have to admit that I have never had a trash can stolen previously though…I guess I just don’t live in the kinds of neighborhoods where it would occur to anyone to do so. 
-XT
Hmmm…I post to this thread yesterday, and today discover that our second (and last) recycling bin has been stolen. WTF?
Ah yes, but people still take them. The lady across the street lost hers, and her neighbor suddenly had two … yeah you can get them for free, but you have to go and pick up extras, which was too much work for some people, apparantly. And they all have serial numbers on them, so it’s obvious, and yet, they take 'em. Bizarre.
Which is nothing compared to what happened next. On a hot summers day, they took the trash out of anothers can, to take it, and put it in front of their house, they gave it a quick rinse, then filled it with water and got in. I was warming up to tell the kids that that was … just unwise, when the mother came out – to playfully dunk them. In a trash can filled with water. Shudder.
I must just run with a less wild and crazy crowd. Drive by shootings? Yeah, seen that. But stealing free garbage cans?? Not in my (obviously sheltered) experience…
-XT
If the can was made by the Sky Net Plastics Corporation I would just let it slide…
That sounds like something out of Gummo.
Great date movie.
Yeah, that’s a pretty badass solution.
Out of curiosity, how do the garbage folks empty cans that are chained up?
My wife just said, that tomorrow we put the garbage out. Thursday after they pick it up, she is going to go get our can.
Someone steals my garbage can and that garbage can will have its bottom cut out, wheels superglued to the axel and greasy thick oil spread on the handles.
It’s war baby! Bring it on!
I live in an 18-unit townhouse condo complex, and I’ve had a garbage can go missing a couple of times.
In both cases it was a next-door neighbor’s kid or visiting boyfriend who brought it into the adjoining unit by accident. In both cases it was returned with embarrassed apologies when I knocked on the miscreant’s door and politely inquired.
I’ve now got my unit number spray-painted prominently on both can and lid, and now it never roams, except when the wind is strong and all the plastic garbage cans go frolicking down the driveway.
That’s priceless.