Bent and spent

Coat hangers are a total pain in the ass to throw away. This person just walked to the corner, and shoved them into this trash can. Nice.

One year ago today: NYC Pets.

Don't ya think?

Sometimes the trash can is the trash. That’s ironic — well, in an Alanis Morissette kind of way.

Petals in medal

Trash can flower pot

Dead roses protrude, as if determined to remain alive, from a New York City trash can on a steamy summer day. An empty whipped cream can, plastic water bottles, and white plastic bag containing a box of microwave popcorn add a compelling element to this ensemble.

Have a seat

Make yourself at home

This plaid couch is also the holding area for three trash cans chained together.

Perhaps this pigeon is potty trained.

This photo sent in today by a loyal reader depicts a live pigeon making itself comfortable in one of the city’s most dynamic, understated, and inspiring artistic canvasses.

Branching Out

This is a notable trash can ensemble due to the texture this plant provides as it not only interrupts the smooth sunlight, but also the circular context that all New York City trash cans share. Notice the crumpled brown napkin delicately perched on the rim. Nice touch by a random passing stranger.

Only problem is, we have no idea what type of plant that is. Any readers happen to know? It has a great skeletal, rigid appearance, which makes it different than most flowers.

Odds are Alejandro, from Queens, will be picking up Ms. GaGa around 5am.

Here at Hnyc, we like to think we’ve got the New York City trash can beat covered. It’s a niche category, and we feel like we do trash better than anybody, but apparently we missed this one: Lady GaGa in an NYC trash can.

Thanks to our reader, Lauren, who turned us on to this CocoPerez.com photo featuring the uber-creative pop star in one of our city’s most artistic mediums.

Love how the green bottle complements the light bulbs.

Would the last hipster to leave New York City please turn out the lights.

A board cat catches some ZZZs.

There is something about the beautiful spring weather that has a way of making you simultaneously both tired and invigorated – where one can equally go for a long run or lay down for a nap. I suggest taking the middle road and go drinking somewhere with an outdoor patio. I have a feeling whoever made this cat sign on Sixth Avenue isn’t afraid of a few outdoor drinks to celebrate the sun, either.

Trashed Crime Stopper.

There has to be an interesting reason behind why someone would throw away a steering wheel lock. Perhaps they sold their car, or bought a new security system—or, maybe, somebody stole their car, and tossed the lock in the trash. In that case, I hope the owner finds it and asks for a refund.