Failure. Complete and utter failure. Don't get me wrong, it was fun to try, but it yielded none of the fruits one should expect. Every dumpster in town (asides from the family restaurants scraps bin, which I'm not yet hungry enough to pillage) was locked. Some were even guarded by security cameras. I guess, being a university town, they like every one else want to take a bite out of the students by denying them what goes to waste. No matter. Here is me on that night:
(sigh) perhaps I will have better luck where I live next. Good by Bag-town.