An in-depth, and let's face it scary, look at how I think and observe the world. I've often been called weird. But what is normal, really? Maybe I'm normal, and all of you are weird.
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
I Smell Like Pancakes
I used to tell people that I smelled like certain foods.  It would go something like, “I smell like tacos today” or “I smell like pizza tonight.”  I didn’t mean that I ACTUALLY had some odor of food that was pervading from my body.  It wasn’t even some foodinal aroma attached to my clothes.  It was my way of telling them what I felt like eating.  When faced with indecision, sometimes I could smell things on the wind and it would inspire me.  So, I guess you could say that “I smell like pancakes for breakfast” was just a shortened form of “I smell pancakes and that sounds good for breakfast.”  I don’t know what made me think to write that today.  I think it was when a colleague asked me what I felt like for lunch and I thought about saying, “I smell like Mexican food today.”
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