We have a long green dumpster in our driveway as part of our false spring cleaning, and, in bed last night, while snuggling after an anniversary entanglement, I asked Jessica if she'd moved or re-arranged any of the junk that's been chucked in there. "Um, gross, no. Why?" "Cuz stuff I threw out four days ago is now on top of stuff I threw out yesterday." "Huh." "Guess we have a dumpster diver. Let's set up a camera!" "Please don't."