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October 28, 2005

Life in the big city: mystery maple syrup

I was half-watching the Boston College / Virginia Tech game last night when I had an odd conversation with my wife of three years and two days.
"Do you smell that?" Jen asked me. Jen is my wife.
"Smell what?" I wondered.
"Smell what?" I asked.
"Maple syrup," she replied.
"Huh?" I chortled, "Nope. No maple syrup. I don’t smell maple syrup."
"Does Jen smell maple syrup?" I pondered.
"Do you smell maple syrup," I asked.
"Yes, and I've been smelling it all day."
"Why has she been smelling maple syrup all day," I thought.
"Did you have pancakes and spill maple syrup on yourself?" I asked Jen. Jen likes pancakes with maple syrup.
"Nope."
And French toast.
"French toast?" I asked.
"Nope," she said.
Jen works with kids all day, so I said, "Did one of your shithead kids spill maple syrup on you?" I don't like those kids, sometimes. They're messy and they spill things on Jen.
"Nope," she said.
"Hmm," I said.
"Hmm," Jen said, "That's weird. All day in midtown I've been smelling maple syrup, and even now I can smell it."
"Hmm," I said, "I don't smell maple syrup."
I went to Google.com. "Maybe your olfactory epithelium is out of whack," I suggested.
"Thanks, Bill."

But that was that.

Today, mystery solved, sort of.

Posted by bill at October 28, 2005 12:44 PM

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