The Unholy Funk
Last night, before the school board meeting, I came home briefly, and found an Unholy Funk had taken up residence in the apartment.
It was a smell that I might remember from somewhere. It has elements of other smells, including burning machinery, a metallic smell and, well, feces. What it is, I can’t figure. The garbage has been taken out, the dishes, if not all 100 percent clean, don’t have anything that would produce a smell like that (especially after they were rinsed off as a result) and there’s no other obvious sources of the smell in the kitchen, and I’ve looked. The fact that the apartment apparently got pretty hot during the day yesterday didn’t help. (If you don’t glance at the weather icon on this page when you visit, it’s been over 100 more often than not recently, and it’s in the 90s until relatively late at night.)
I’m thinking now that there’s some gunk stuck in the sink drain below the disposal teeth. Of course, I have no idea how to test this theory or get rid of it if that’s the case. Yuck!
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Dude, blechh.
Comment by Joel the Blind — August 12, 2005 @ 18:29