One of my best friends from Cape Cod came to visit me a few weeks ago and his first remark when venturing out one morning was, “This city literally reeks of hot trash.” The only thing more disgusting is that I don’t agree, which basically renders me the Hellen Keller of human waste odors.  Much more than in the wintertime, summer in the city is basically a free museum for the wonderful debris of human existence. So two artists recently made a genius periodic table of NYC trash. The artist so poignantly stated, “What we love about this artifact is how accurately it reflects human nature: it means that someone had the consideration and focus necessary to pee in a bottle but not to deposit the pee-bottle into a trash can, which is really the human story in a nutshell.” Fortunately it is not scratch n’ sniff and here are a few of my favorite mentions on the list:

A few other pieces of trash I would like to add to the list

Rs: The trash Knicks deal for Derrick Rose

DeB: DeBlasio’s policies on the whole

Tw: Tumbleweaves