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2004-08-17 - 7:10 p.m.
tar
i wrote this entry yesterday but i did not get around to posting it. it is a message from the past that has time travelled to the present.
today i was wandering around outside as i usually do because i do not have a job right now. i think it is better than rotting my brain with tv or spending all day scratching myself. anyway, i was walking past a house that was having roof repairs or something done to it and the workmen were boiling up some tar or asphalt or something in a big black cauldron. it is one of the few nice chemical smells so i asked them if i could see what it looked like. they took the lid off the cauldron and the smell was powerful and awesome. i expect it induced some sort of mild delirium as i walked off a bit happier than before.
ok, so when i had walked around the corner from the house i realised that i could still smell the tar. i thought that it was probably just the wind blowing the smell around the place but when i could still smell it from about half a mile away i knew that it was a nose problem. i asked my nose what the problem was but it did not answer. it was then that i realised that, oh no, my nose had crashed.
everyone knows that your sense of smell is just an electrical signal that the nose sends to the brain but i think if you overload the nose registers you will crash your nose and the signal will be switched on permanently. it is a scientific discontinuity. it was just lucky for me that my nose started working properly again a bit later after it had to deal with some car exhaust fumes otherwise i would have had to reboot my skull.
anyway, about two hours or so later i walked back past the same house and the cauldron was gone and there was nothing to suggest where it was or what the workmen had done with the tar. perhaps they drank it.
paul.
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