I spotted the Headless Horseman’s Younger Sister out at the curb last Friday on Recyclable Trash Day among the ho-hum bags of beer cans, plastic water bottles and onesie-twosie hard liquor empties. The Garbage Powers That Be evidently decided that this cranium-challenged miss was made of suspiciously unrecyclable plastic, because she was still standing there when I came home later.
I thought for sure she’d be scooped up with the Burnable Trash on Saturday, though, since that’s the day one can even throw away plastic detergent empties without rinsing them and ending up with a Mt. Everest-like mountain of bubbles in one’s sink. Nope, still no date for the prom.
On No Trash Day Sunday, she stood out there all alone in the downpour, the world’s first Decapitated Rainfall Meter.
Today she stoically stands amid the Unburnable Trash. If she’s not swept away today with the broken curling irons, empty aerosol cans and dead lightbulbs, I’ll take it as a sign from the gods that my rubber dinosaur finger puppet head has finally found a body donor.
Jonelle Patrick writes novels set in Tokyo
Writing mystery books set in Tokyo is mostly what I do, but I also blog about the odd stuff I see every day in Japan. I'm a graduate of Stanford University and the Sendagaya Japanese Institute in Tokyo, and a member of the International Thriller Writers, the Mystery Writers of America, and Sisters In Crime. When I'm not in Tokyo, I live in San Francisco. I also host a travel site called The Tokyo Guide I Wish I'd Had, so if you're headed to Japan and want to check out the places I take my friends when they're in town, take a look!