Ice Beer

I've been away, with the holidays and what not, and my trash efforts were slowed by snow. I know, it was just a wee but of wintery mix, but it really can put a damper on one's trash picking parade. But, I come to you all with a heavy heart. I came across something so vile, so awful, that my faith in humanity has been shaken. A can of Ice beer, well, an empty discarded can of the swill anyway. People, with all due respect, if you are drinking Ice beer, let me just say, you can do better! Ice to cool a beer is good. Ice as a flavor of beer is not. With all due fairness to the manufacturer (and to keep me from getting a defamation suit), they are not the only culprits of the crime of 'Ice'. Most domestic beers have some form of this intestinal atrocity. That's not to say that if the apocolypse occured, and I survived it, and in my travels of the afterworld came across a can of 'Ice' alcohol of any kind, that I wouldn't drink it. But, I have been told of the impending doom of Earth about 12 times since I graced the planet's presence, and I'm still here to say that armageddon has not yet occured. Drink something better until that fateful day (the Mayans didn't say the world would end, dude just got tired of chiseling hundreds of years of calendar they wouldn't live to see. When he or she finished, they treated themselves to a better type of alcohol, I have to believe.)

Cigarette butts are a dime a dozen, but I count them as they are most foul to retrive. And check out a profile pic of the beer can below. If I compacted all my beer cans this way, I could fit a month's worth into one recycling bin. Okay, that's a bit of a stretch....

959 to go...

Water Baby

Well, as I mentioned before, last weekend was nice. So me and my girlfriend Lauren (who can pinpoint even the best camoflauged litter with hawk-like vision) set off to Marsh Creek State Park. There is a fairly magnificent lake called Marsh Creek Lake, which perhaps contains the most types of bodies of water in the name of a body of water (is there a Swamp River Puddle Stream somewhere?) Regardless, as the name suggests, it is indeed quite a wet lake, as far as lakes go. Again, not much trash to be found. Congrats to the nature respecting citizenry. I had thought maybe me and m'lady could enjoy a trash free jaunt in the park, but with my inability to leave well enough alone, we finally came across a few tidbits. Marsh Creek Lake is actually a bit less wet than usual; the lake was lowered by about eight feet for a large scale fish habitat project (conspiracy theorists can have some fun uncovering 'the truth' about this so called fish habitat project). This presented the fun of collecting trash that has ressurected itself from it's watery grave. In the mix, we found Water Baby. It is some sort of plastic 'statue', and I will not write whether it is a Hindu figure or not; mainly because I have no idea.

A rope, glass bottles, bag of chips filled with rocks instead, the obligatory water bottle, Dr Pepper can (I forgot Dr. Pepper existed), and of course, Water Baby (feel free to explain what this is). The glass pieces all appear to be from different bottles, so I did count them separately.

979 to go...

"The government has many 'fish habitat projects' around the globe, but I ask you... why would fish want less water?"

Batch of Ten

Sorry for the delay, but after a beautiful weekend of hiking, I am pleased to report that trash in PA State Parks is, at least in November, not that plentiful. As you would suspect, that doesn't mean I couldn't fill half my quota if I spent a full eight hours or so looking for it. But, then again, I could probably fill the entire quota in 4 hours on the highways. That isn't the point of this excercise, though, so here are 10 pieces from Fort Washington State Park

Mylar balloon, plastic dog poop bag (not used, I do have my limits as far as what I would bring home), velcro camera bag separator (I know since my bag has one), a butterfly... thingy (anyone?), a few paper products, and a recyclable water bottle (comes complete with half drunken backwash!).

989 to go...

As I mention in my headline, I am going to pick up 1000 pieces of trash. You can read my original Facebook post on my page here. Now look, I know this won't bring peace to the Middle East, stop climate change, pay down the US National debt or cure baldness. The point is to show that anyone can use their time and energy to do something more positive than pissing and moaning. Yes, we all know the Earth is doomed and gonna end any day now, whoa is us. But until then, shouldn't you clean it up for it's imminent demise? Besides, what if *gasp*, the world doesn't turn into a Mad Max style dystopia where everyone wears leather studded assless chaps and eats dog food? Maybe some of you, or even myself, will be inspired to do something even more worth while. The ultimate point is don't cry and wait for someone to do something positive; DIY. On this blog, I will document by photos all the trash I pick up, in groups of 10 or more. Anything unusual or cool, I will post a singular shot of as well, studio style (I am an amateur photographer after all). Of course, if you decide to pick up some trash, and want it published, send it to my email. Get something interesting, or a lot of trash, I will post it. And now, I present to you, my first piece of trash, collected and posted minutes after my rant (11-11-12 12:37am). Call it Trash Prime, call it a waste of time, but I call it Trash Pick-up 1/1000. 999 pieces to go.

It's recyclable, so I will recycle it. It was a parmesan cheese container...