Oatmeal?
Riding the subway on the way back from the farmer's market I noticed that the train smelled really bad. I didn't see any smelly looking people in the car. Switched lines at Times Square and noticed that the 1 train was also stinky. Again there weren't any smelly looking people on board. It was then that I realized that I was the stinky person. More precisely it was the cheese I bought at the market that was the source of the smell. The cheese, spread on a chunk of rosemary bread, made for a tasty lunch.
"Oatmeal?" LOL!
Re: The stinky thing... don't you hate that? I once spent a couple of hours at a theatre thinking *I* might have been the stinky person and worrying that something odd must gotten on my clothes and how could my friend be acting like she didn't notice when it was so obvious to me. -Then I realized it was her! Some musk thing she'd worn. On PURPOSE.
Re: Your comment on my blog from yesterday's post: Thank goodness YOU'RE ok too!!!! :D
Posted by: Melissa | 31 May 2008 at 03:26 PM
Your friend wore cheese?
Posted by: Joe | 31 May 2008 at 11:17 PM
must have been some of that "gnarly" cheese!
Posted by: jeff | 01 June 2008 at 08:53 AM
Cheese musk.
No I don't know what it was, but it was something she'd paid money for.
Posted by: Melissa | 01 June 2008 at 03:52 PM
It was gnarly and tasty!
Posted by: Joe | 02 June 2008 at 08:56 PM