Friday
Oct072011
Nose-stalgia
Friday, October 7, 2011 at 12:23PM
A bike-ride to the studio on a perfect day really starts it off right.
I realized I was smelling something the whole way.
Our olfactory senses are said to be our strongest sense of memory. Nosestalgia, if you will.
On my ride I smelled:
The dying leaves on Walnut street.
The dying Walnuts on Mcgee street.
A dead squirrel on 36th street.
My friend Gregory roasting beans at Oddly Correct.
My friends at Zum Bar cutting soap.
A man in a parked car smoking weed.
A man in a orange vest removing weeds.
Exhaust from a city truck.
Dust from a leafblower at an elementary school.
and finally, hops from the chimney at Boulevard brewing.
Have a smelly day!
I realized I was smelling something the whole way.
Our olfactory senses are said to be our strongest sense of memory. Nosestalgia, if you will.
On my ride I smelled:
The dying leaves on Walnut street.
The dying Walnuts on Mcgee street.
A dead squirrel on 36th street.
My friend Gregory roasting beans at Oddly Correct.
My friends at Zum Bar cutting soap.
A man in a parked car smoking weed.
A man in a orange vest removing weeds.
Exhaust from a city truck.
Dust from a leafblower at an elementary school.
and finally, hops from the chimney at Boulevard brewing.
Have a smelly day!
Reader Comments (2)
I smell what you're cookin.
I see that you're good-lookin.
I didn't know you lived in Kansas City!