Come on in, the lid's open
Welcome to Rummi's Dumpster
Rummi is a raccoon with a little tanuki in him. He grew up in the national parks and now works as a park ranger for city dumpsters, because nothing should go to waste. He believes every bin holds one perfect thing, and nobody here is judging your snacks. Pull up a milk crate.
Life is a dumpster. Dig it.
Hats & treasure
A hat for every adventure
Rummi keeps a hat for every kind of adventure, but most of them are still somewhere in the dumpster. Every dig turns up trash, and now and then a hat. Faded hats are still out there.
2/8 hats
0/8 treasures
Rummis
Tap a Rummi for a surprise, or pick a move. Faded moves are hiding in the Cave of Wonders: keep digging until a glowing mushroom sprouts. Every hat you dig up comes with a move of its own.
- Park Ranger RummiTrail hat, khaki shirt, binoculars and a slice of pizza. Patrols city dumpsters so nothing goes to waste.
- Hippy RummiGroovy hat, tie-dye tee and flares. Off duty, very chill, still has the pizza.
The hat rack
Treasure shelf
The Way of the Dumpster
Rummi's whole philosophy fits on a pizza box
Long ago a tanuki tried to turn himself into a temple bell, fumbled the spell and came out as a raccoon instead. He liked it better. He kept the leaf tucked in his hatband, and he has been at peace ever since.
Don't chase the snack
Rummi never hunts for treasure. He climbs in, gets comfortable and lets the dumpster show him what it wants to show him. The Taoists call it wu wei.
There is no garbage
Only pre-treasure. A cracked mug is a planter that hasn't heard the news yet.
Pickup day is a new day
Every Tuesday the bin is emptied and filled again. Nothing stays. That's what makes it interesting.
Follow the mycelium
Under every alley there is a web of mushroom threads, quietly connecting everything to everything. Rummi finds that very comforting.
One perfect thing
Every dumpster holds exactly one perfect thing. Usually it's a bottle cap. That's enough.
House rules
How we do things around the bin
- Everyone's welcomeRaccoons, people, possums, pigeons. Come as you are, mask and all.
- Take what you needLeave a blessing in its place. Rummi will take your fries, but he'll bless you for them.
- Wash your findsRaccoons rinse everything before they eat it. It's less about germs and more about saying thank you.
- Tip your hatIt's how we say hello. No hat? A nod is fine.
- Let it goThe truck comes Tuesday. Whatever you didn't dig up, someone else will.
Friends of the dumpster
The regulars
Rummi isn't the only masked one who stops by. These are the saints of the alley, and every one of them has a favourite bin.
Our Lady of the Turquoise BinPatron of things found at the very bottom
St. Rummage the InvestigatorPatron of lost earbuds
St. Lotor of the Long CoatPatron of 2am
St. Mapache the DapperPatron of finding a ten in an old jacket
St. Procyon the NoirPatron of alleys
St. Marigold of RemembrancePatron of every raccoon who rummaged before
St. Crumb of the Communal OvenPatron of day-old pastries
St. Azul of the Blue BinPatron of recycling day
St. Lavender the SleuthPatron of the case of the missing sandwich
St. Mรกscara the UnmaskedPatron of being exactly who you are
St. Violeta of the Fine PrintPatron of expired coupons
St. Telescopio, Watcher of the CurbPatron of spotting bulk trash day from three blocks away
St. Rosa of the Green ScarfPatron of cold nights by the dumpster
Deacon SolutionsPatron of the green bin
Little Brother SolutionsPatron of interns
Brother SolutionsPatron of knowing a guy
The friends who handle the business side. Lost something? It's in the trash. Need something? Also in the trash. They know a guy.