Saturday, February 6, 2010

Name That Smell

I love the smell of rain.

Or at least I used to.

Before I moved here.

Bako's relentless assault on the senses continues unabated. They've now ruined the smell of rain.

Bako smells bad even on a "good"day, "good" being a relative word.

But throw in a little rain and it goes from bad to worse pretty damn quick.

It's hard to describe, other than to say it's just awful.

The boyfriend probably pegged it best - it smells like wet dog shit.

With an industrial solvent aftertaste. A "finish" I believe they call it in the perfume business.

At any rate, it's just unbelievably rank.

It's a good thing it rains here as little as it does.