Street Furniture

Ah, trash day. The one day of the week that we all shove our refuse to the curb, hoping to disguise the events of our lives that caused us to throw things away. This dresser was likely replaced by a younger, prettier, new model that wasn't showing its misuse over the years. The former owners, which no doubt live on Thompson Street where I found this, tried to disguise the otherwise plain looking furniture by covering each drawer with wallpaper. But the handles falling off must have been the last straw, causing its current fate. It looks so sad sitting on the curb. I considered taking it home, but where would it go? There's simply no room. I guess my heart just goes out to strays.

Trashy Repair Job

There's no doubt that many pieces of New York City's roads could use some help. And I'm all for New Yorkers taking matters into their own hands. But who throws out a full, 60 pound bag of blacktop patch? At first glance I thought it was rock salt that someone had mistakenly laid on top of this ice patch on the corner of Bleeker and Sullivan, but closer inspection proved more confusing. It is strategically placed where the trash bin usually sits, so maybe it's someone's way of suggesting that the city's road work crews are trash? What do you think?