
When you hear a conversation about which of the 5 senses you would never want to lose, it usually comes down to sight or hearing. No one wants to lose those. While I’m not ready to choose between the two, I would like to acknowledge a sense that, in my opinion, is often underrated: the sense of smell. I think it’s overlooked because you can probably live a somewhat normal life without it. But my…. The things you would miss out on.
Let me say that I love the things that stimulate my sense of smell. A few months ago I purchased a few of
these at Pier 1 imports. I’ve got one in my office at home and one right next to my bed. I also ran out and bought bunch of Indian incenses. I burn them every once in a while when I need a nose fix.
A short list of a few things that rock my nose:
- burning leaves in the fall
- a freshly cut lawn
- thanksgiving morning at my house
- my wife’s hair
- snow. OK, this is a little weird but I
can smell snow. But only after a big snow storm. After the cars and peeing dogs take over, it's gone.
- bacon cooking
- freshly baked bread in a bakery (especially in Puerto Rico). When my kids we young (heck, i still do it) we would be driving down Interstate 4 and pass the Merita Bakery. Regardless of the weather we would roll the window down and catch a whiff. We would do the same thing when we'd pass our favorite BarBQ place here in town:
Bubbalou's Bodacious BBQ (what a great name). Oh yeah, BarBQ joints.
Strangely, I also enjoy the smell of the following:
- gasoline. I wouldn't run out and purchase Gasoline cologne but I can tolerate pumpin' gas and catchin' a whiff of the stuff. I remember driving to the Philly airport years ago and rolling the windows down as we passed the oil refineries.
- hot tar. I should of been a roofer cause I love this smell. I think it has to do with the memories it evokes in me of my younger days in Philly.
Before I leave this strange post allow me to vent about the things that are torture to my sense of
hearing:
- a vacuum cleaner
- a bathroom fan or the fan that sits over our stove
- the dishwasher
- screeching brakes
- people that talk too much. Shuddup already.
OK. I will. But one more thing.
I was asking Dave one day what is the sound that he likes to hear and without missing a beat he had the exact same answer as me: the sound of our wives' laughter.
Dave, I hope that doesn't mess up your tough guy image.
I know, I know... that's crap!