Day 69 - Oooh That Smell, Can't You Smell That Smell?

I'd rather be deaf than olfactory-challenged. Because if I can't smell, I can't taste, and then what fun would life be? I remember when INXS's Michael Hutchence died, many people believed it was a suicide. Apparently, Hutchence had lost his sense of smell in an accident and subsequently became severely depressed. Interesting.

Lately, things aren't smelling so good around here. Despite the numerous plug-ins stationed around the house, I can't cover up the smell of death in the bathrooms. After sniffing around for a pile of dog dung, a rat, or a forgotten child, I've honed in on the source. The stinkity-stank-stank is rising from the sinks. It smells like asparagus piss. Any ideas? I'm on my way to research this after I log off here.

In good-smelling news, my Amazon purchase arrived yesterday. It's called "Perfumes, The Guide," by Luca Turin and Tania Sanchez. In my obsession with scent, I am getting the experts opinions on what perfumes rank high, which ones low, and why that is. Naturally, two of my favorites, Amarige, and Organza, are considered stinkers, being called "loud and unmissable." Hmm... I've heard those words used to describe me before.

"That Smell," Lynyrd Skynyrd, 1977.

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