Posts Tagged “trees”

Is there any smell that you don’t mind that other people normally gag at? I’ve heard that smell can invoke powerful memories, more than any of the other senses; so that a particular smell can instantly bring back a vivid memory of some other time that you smelled that smell.

I think that this accounts, in part, for liking the smell of certain things that smell bad to other people. Here’s my list:

Gas and Oil: My dad worked for a tree cutting company, clearing trees from power lines and such. He would come home smelling of oil, gas, and exhaust. Those smells now remind me of the good old days.

Cow shit: I spent a lot of summers at my grandparents house. They raised cattle, and lots of them. The smell of cow shit on a hot dusty day bring back the memories. Again, it’s an association with the good old days.

Skunk: No excuse for this; but I don’t mind the smell at all. My wife thinks that an early life full of the smell of gas and cow shit burned out my nostrils. But as long as the skunk doesn’t spray on me, I think the smell is strong but okay.

What about you? Are there any “stinky” odors that you like because of good associations, or just because? Maybe you have a smell that brings back a memory from that time you were a member of that famous wine of the month club. You remember the one. The one that gets you all hot and ….. well, let’s just leave it at that for now.

Tags: Bad People, Bad Smells, Cattle, cow, Cutting Company, Dad, Excuse, Gag, Good Old Days, Grandparents, Memories, Nostrils, Oil Gas, Senses, Smell Of Gas, stinky, trees, Vivid Memory

As I perused one of my daily haunts, pointless-drivel.com, home of the fabulous Mr. Fab who recently moved several hundred miles closer to me, Kentucky to be exact, was amazed at the audacity of his neighbor who came barging out of his house only to go into a tirade because Mr. Fab mowed a tiny bit over onto his property. I agree with Mr. Fab and his way of thinking that most people wouldn’t mind their neighbor mowing a little extra grass. I know I don’t mind, that’s less that I have to mow.

Welcome to Dixie Land USA!

The place where a property line can turn even the best neighbor into a bickering idiotic fool.

And I must say, unfortunately, that some of my neighbors are the worst around. They all get along until someone crosses the line, literally.

Allow me to gossip about my neighbors for a while.

One neighbor (neighbor “A”) had some huge pine trees in his yard. Not only were they tall, they were very round also. The trees were never trimmed, and the limbs had overgrown the property boundaries. My other neighbor (neighbor “B”) screamed, cussed, and stomped every time he tried to mow his yard because the pine tree limbs were in his way. There were several fights over these trees until neighbor “A” decided he would just hire someone to cut the trees down and clean up the mess.

Neighbor “B” thought this was a great idea. No more ugly ass pine trees. No more pine needles in the pool. No more sap dripping on his head as he mowed. He was happy alright, until the tree cutters showed up along with their heavy equipment.

Neigbor “B” quickly parked his vehicles at the edge of his property line and put his lawn chair in his pickup truck so he could kick back and “watch” the tree cutters.

He dared them to even get a limb on his property. And God forbid any sawdust should blow on his vehicles. The windows are down for Pete’s sake! Do you know how hard it is to vacuum out sawdust?! And the sap, Oh My God! the sap. It will eat the paint off my vehicles!

The tree trimmers packed up their stuff and left just as quickly as they arrived.

Neighbor “B” continues to cuss (although not quite as loud) every time he has to mow around the limbs that are now sticking across his property line even farther.

Neighbor “A” thinks it is funny.

I think it is funny.

Neighbor “B” is an asshole.

With neighbors like this, it isn’t any wonder that health insurance and property insurance is so high.

Tags: assholes, neighbors, trees