i have always wanted to smell some mustard gas because i quite like mustard.
i have always been intrigued as to what sarin gas smells like. no one has ever described it, and that leads me to become quite curious about what it smells like . but if curiosity kills cats, then it could also kill me. that only heightens my curiosity.
ok, seriously...
Dirtdigger wrote:
I love the smell of WD40
wd40 does indeed have a rather sweet and curious smell. i would not spray it into a bag and indulge in it because i can tell the smell is toxic, but the brief whiff i get of wd40 when i spray it on something is quite pleasant.
another smell i like is fresh and warm bitumen. a freshly paved road that is still warm is heaven to smell (as long as i can escape it at will).
i like the smell of approaching thunderstorms. there is a particular type of smell that is emitted from dirt newly soaked with negatively charged water droplets.
i can smell the electricity and i can smell the stale old positively charged particles being neutralized by the negatively negatively charged ice cold droplets that fall upon them. the resultant ozone smell is quite a tinny type of smell. it excites my senses.
i also like the smell around sugar refineries. it is a bizarre odor that i wish i could taste. there could be nothing food wise that could ever taste like that smell.
the lowest grades of sugar are "golden syrup" then "treacle" and finally "molasses" .
the lower order flavors are the dregs of the multiple distillations that try to squeeze the last drops of "goodness" out of the mixture, and it produces molasses, and the "impurities" are boiled off into the atmosphere at regular intervals, but they smell like heaven.
there is even one lower order sugar than molasses but i can not remember what it is called. i remember we used to buy "cowlicks" (when i was a child and my parents had a recreational farm). we had salt licks for the cows, but i remember a low order sugar block (lower than molasses) that we also dropped around the paddocks. i secretly took a fingernail full of one of those sugar licks to taste, and it tasted very bad, but after the taste wore away, the olfactory experience was delightful.
whatever. life continues to be swept up in the currents of time.