i have a super snout. i also have super sonic hearing. [despite the years i have spent grooving in front of a wall of sound sans earplugs] one time i was sleeping at my boyfriend's place during the summer. i was woken out of a dead sleep by a squeaking sound. i sat in silence peering around his room for the cause. i even roused him to get his feedback. he didn't hear a thing. after twenty minutes or so i established that the sound was not coming from his room but through the open window. it was coming from a slowly turning metal exhaust fan on the roof of the building across the alley. eat your heart out whisper 2000.
but it's my super snout i'd like to pay homage to. this baby has the ability to transport me back to childhood. last night as i stood on my front steps the intoxicating scent of the damp summer air held memories. suddenly i was sitting atop a swingset in the sticks with my friend kim. we were dangling our feet and laughing at nothing. looking for shooting stars and lightening bugs while our parents did god knows what in the house. [sigh]
unfortunately, the drawback to a super snout is my ability to acutely smell really gross things. but be rest assured i will never smell something gross, say "ewww," and then suggest that you smell it.
why do people do that?
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