One man's trash is another man's garbage.
It's true. I checked thesaurus.com.
The people at my apartment complex have thrown out some very interesting stuff in the year-and-a-half I've lived here. Last year someone threw out a giant wooden castle that very well could have been handmade. There have been no shortage of TVs, computer monitors, couches, tables, shelves, vacuums and grand pianos that--with a little effort--could have been sold or donated instead of being shoved into a dumpster.
To preserve the memory of those dearly departed articles, I've decided to document the top of the heap; the best the trash has to offer; the cream of the crap.
This is a baby's car seat. The baby was already gone by the time I got there.
I'll try to remember to snap a photo every time I take the trash out. You can expect a new entry every couple of months or so.