Smell is a primal, evocative sense. However, what makes one good is highly contextual, don’t you think? For example, I love the rich, sweet smell of an old car. It’s a complex olfactory cocktail of vinyl, gasoline (particularly the smell of exhaust unencumbered by emissions controls), and such. I enjoy it because it reminds me … Read more
So after I was a smart-alecky contrarian about the whole idea, Saintseester sent me a Google+ invitation for a sociological yuk, and I’m sure she’s enjoying that I’m enjoying it. You know, choosing which faceless, soulless mega-corporation with which to share the most intimate details of your life is an important decision. I like my … Read more
When my dad was a boy and would go fishing with his dad, a fairly standard provision for them was raw hamburger spread on crackers. I can remember trying it myself when I was younger, probably the first time he told me about that. I liked it all right. It’s not terribly far off the … Read more