Archive for March, 2009


Monday, March 30, 2009

Vodpod videos no longer available.

60 Minutes program on electronic waste smuggled to China via 365 Days of Trash (which, by the way, still gets updated now and again).

Freshkills Park

Sunday, March 29, 2009

…has a blog!

via Frehskills2030 on Flickr

via Frehskills2030 on Flickr


Thursday, March 26, 2009

Cute use of old boxes: build a destructable cabinet for your video game system that allows you to stand up and play, old school arcade style.



Via Cnet via TechEBlog

Kuros Zahedi

Thursday, March 26, 2009

…will be at the Seattle Green Festival this weekend making art out of trash.

Garblogging is all the rage

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Case in point.

P.S. Tumblr seems to have crossed some sort of tipping point lately from a platform for the naval-gazing of friends of the founder to a dynamic format to share bits of info that nimbly dart about the internets, nourishing our curiosity.

Garbage Moguls

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

DVR alert for anyone who gets the National Geographic Channel! A new show called “Garbage Moguls” will launch next month (timed with Earth Day). The premise: follow around Tom Szaky, the 27-year-old CEO of TerraCycle who started his empire selling worm poop as organic plant food from his Princeton dorm room before dropping out to move on to larger ventures—like partnering with major companies to upcycle their trash into products he sells (and sometimes even getting paid by the companies to take their trash in the first place).

Tom Szaky

Tom Szaky

Check out this sneak peek of the show.

Prediction: That dude in the striped sweater has runaway reality star smeared all over him,  Steve-O meets Matthew Lillard‘s character from Hackers meets Leila’s lunatic vegan ex.

I’ve been endeared to the TerraCycle story since reading on the ill-fated that he got the worm poop idea from observing stoner friends in college. And a while back I posted a link to a video showing the life of an upcycled CapriSun pouch. Today, I started reading an advance copy of Revolution in a Bottle, Szaky’s autobiographical tale of TerraCycle and his vision of green capitalism. Since green and profit aren’t concepts that often go together, I’m hoping it will be an engaging and controversial read. Stay tuned for a critique and perhaps even a Q&A with the author.

The Scavenger’s Manifesto

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

I’ve been digging AlterNet lately, lots of great articles on all kinds of issues. Here’s one fellow trashies might appreciate as well.

While consumer culture drowns us in debt, you can count every cent you save while liberating would-be trash.

Garbage Dreams

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Recommended by unconsumption and SXSW.

13 Days of Waste Market

Monday, March 23, 2009

Mark your calendars for April 18th-May 1st, NYC-based trashies. The 13 Days of Waste are sure to be a specacle worth attending. Details and an explanation of this amazing image at the ever-stimulating Visible Trash.

via Visible Trash

via Visible Trash

Guayaquil II

Monday, March 23, 2009


This one was taken by my mother, who after years of traveling with me has also been conditioned to document trash related sights. Thanks, mom!

Guayaquil, Ecuador

Monday, March 23, 2009
recycling station

recycling station

Elizabeth Royte…

Monday, March 23, 2009

has a blog!

The Bulky Trash Watchman

Sunday, March 22, 2009

My folks housing cooperative have a long standing internal battle against people in the cooperative not taking responsability for the recycling routines. In short, many choose to throw more or less everything in the room reserved for bulky trash (such as furniture), resulting in high costs for the cooperative when trash workers sort out the refrigerators and bottles from the couches and bags of old clothes.

This unruly behaviour has now come to an end. The board of the cooperative have put in place a harsh and virtually impenetrable line of defense: The Bulky Trash Watchman. Before this new regime, everyone had their own keys to the room, and could sneek down with their illegal trash at 4am in the morning without being noticed. No more. Now there’s one key, possessed by a man dubbed the Bulky Trash Watchman of the block.

Instead of being a 24-hour room, the bulky trash room os now open Sundays 7pm-8pm. The Watchman stands, with a grim look upon his face, inside the room and carefully eyes your bulky trash before nodding and directing you to place it next to whatever is in there already. The eagle eyes of the Watchman sees all attempts of cheating, and will happily share the regulations on what stuff goes in the room, and where one should recycle trash deemed unworthy.

Needless to say, the costs for recycling for the housing cooperative have dropped dramatically in a very short space of time. Good proof that regulation and big brother might need to step in when we oh-so-earthfriendly citizens talk the talk, but fail to walk the walk.

Weekly Compactor

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Last barge to Freshkills, March 22nd 2001

This week around the garblogosphere:

  • Ruby Re-Usable officiates Another White Trash Wedding;
  • Freshkills the park observes the anniversary of NYC´s last trash barge to set out for Freshkills the landfill (an excellent opportunity to become fan of their Facebook page and ours); and
  • S A Schimmel Gold has a blog (not new to the world this week, but new to me this week).

Please excuse any typos or weirdness, I am posting this from a slow Internet connection in Quito, where the altitude has me a bit woozy.

More crisis less trash

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Municipal recycling stations in Sweden note a decrease in the stuff that one really doesn’t need to purchase, but swipe your credit card for anyway, like electronics. Less cash and more insecurity makes us cling on to that four year old thingie, even though our neighbour bought a cooler version. The extravagance we see in time of prosperity goes beyond the usual flat screen and Wii though, as trash worker Börde Edlund gives example of:

Before, people came here with entire kitchen furnishings because they had the wrong colour.

Idiotic beyond belief, the way we live. Sometimes it just hits me. Aaaargh!

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