smells Q As to the blathe on name, it should be noted, as the Bard did, that a rose, by any other name, smells as sweet. 020625 ... alice like shit 020728 ... Fido Numberless scents I sense tonight In the hueless streets at night; As the city-symphony fades, And I go into my private place, Which is really just the public space, Saved for me and me alone To sniff alone in trampy ways. Leave me to my rats and filth, They are mine, mine wretched ilk. I sniff mine rear without a shame And play the Rat Man's jazzy game In this ephemeral paradiso My rump is the Roman's myth-sayer And I am the descender into redness, Into the Infernol gates of Dawn! 040428 ... raze new car and new computer smells have always been wrapped up in something deeply satisfying for me. i don't know what it is. maybe i like to inhale the newness of things. maybe it makes me feel like a kid again. people are the best, though. when you get close enough to breathe them in, they always smell like something new. 131002 what's it to you? who go blather from