Smells.

I am inundated with smells.

Yesterday I came home for lunch. As I was walking to the front door, I heard one of my neighbors trying to start a car and not having much luck at it. I didn't think about it anymore after I got inside and got some lunch ready. My programmable thermostat lets the house cool to 65 degrees when I'm away so I temporarily bumped it up to 70. I sat down to eat and smelled fumes of some sort. Hmmm... that's not natural gas. Grrr... Turns out my next door neighbor had someone over working on their car which is RIGHT NEXT TO my A/C unit outside. By turning on the heat, it the unit sucked in all the fumes from the car starting extravagaza outside. Great. JUST GREAT. When I got home later in the day, I opened several windows and cranked up the attic fan to clear out the house. That's a lot of fun when it's 32 degrees outside. Today, there's just a hint of the gas smell so hopefully it will continue to dissapate.

Went to Nashville today on business. While cruisin' on down the road, Mr. Smokey Smokerson up ahead of me flips what's left of his cigarette out his window which then lands on my radiator and burns itself out. I'm treated to the nice smell of burning tobacco and filter in the car.

Aside from that irritation, I had a good trip up there. Weather was beautiful and the sky was clear. I picked up several things I was needing while in town: cleaning swabs and fluid to clean the sensor on my "big" camera, a case to transport my kick drum pedals in and some extra snare drum heads since I'm on my last one.

Valentine's Day is a bit uneventful for us single folks.