Waste disposal and religion

I was walking the dogs yesterday morning and a garbage truck pulled up beside us. "Odd," I thought, "this isn't trash day." But it was the day before Pesach, and all the orthodox-Jewish houses in the neighborhood had a lot of stuff to get rid of before Saturday night. Perhaps to the relevant rabbinic authorities "in a trash barrel outdoors" doesn't count as "out of the house". Anyway, apparently the NYC Department of Sanitation is willing to do some extra pickups for this purpose.

Dream journal

Trigger warning: holocaust

I and a few other prisoners were on a work crew dealing with the bodies of other prisoners not so fortunate as to be on a work crew. We were in the back room of a former shop, and every minute or two a body would be pushed in from the front room; our job was to remove anything obviously valuable (there was a row of cardboard boxes for different categories of valuables), put the body into an oven drawer, and push it into the oven. There was no screaming or crying, just a lot of ashes. At one point I stopped and raised my hands in silent anguish over the work we were expected to do, but only for a moment because I didn't want to be seen as not getting it done. Better to be pushing the oven drawer than in it.

No idea why I would be having a Holocaust dream.