If you ever visit my office in Edmonds, Wash., you do not want to be about 50 yards west, at the railroad tracks, at 1 p.m. That's when the Seattle Garbage Train passes by. It's a train of about 60-70 cars, each stacked two-high with big white cargo containers filled with garbage headed east from Seattle over the Cascades to be dumped far from the crowds. The reason you do not want to be there is that the train stinks.
A friend of mine lives about a mile north of my office, right along the tracks -- which are just a few yards from the shore of Puget Sound. He says that if he's in his backyard when the Garbage Train passes he has to go inside.
I believe the empty westbound train passes by early in the morning. Even though it's empty, it still reeks of garbage! If they were to give this train a name, I think it should be "Old Stinky."
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