This morning on my way into the office I noticed that the row of big blue recycling bins that sit where Eastlake and Fairview meet had been…exploded. They were broken into pieces and strewn around a parking lot, their contents pasted to the sidewalk by the rain. My first thought was crazy urban raccoons, which I like to blame everything on these days. (Seriously. Late to work? Raccoons. Keep falling down? Raccooons. All of it.) This was bad. If the raccoons can rip apart great big trash cans it’s really only a matter of time until they’re breaking into my apartment and stealing the liquor.

But then I noticed a bent parking sign up near the building fronted by the parking lot and realized that someone had probably gone careening off the road and hit the recycling bins. And it looks like they then backed over them again, and maybe got out of their car and threw some of the pieces around, just for fun.

So either the raccoons have started driving cars or someone was making a great big mess in my neighborhood last night.