Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Musty Old Man
Lately I've found myself next to older/elderly men in lines, elevators, hallways. They all smelled like they'd been digging around 50 year-old boxes in a dusty basement somewhere. I can't remember if this is what my grandfather smelled like, but it makes me wonder if I'll dispense this scent in 45 years, or for that matter, if I'll have taken up box-diving in my retirement. Can't say it sounds too appealing now, but then again, five years ago I thought guacamole was gross. Time changes a man, is all I'm sayin.
Lately I've found myself next to older/elderly men in lines, elevators, hallways. They all smelled like they'd been digging around 50 year-old boxes in a dusty basement somewhere. I can't remember if this is what my grandfather smelled like, but it makes me wonder if I'll dispense this scent in 45 years, or for that matter, if I'll have taken up box-diving in my retirement. Can't say it sounds too appealing now, but then again, five years ago I thought guacamole was gross. Time changes a man, is all I'm sayin.
