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“HIGH” TEST GAS

I have a life-long habit (obsession?) of smelling things such as books, magazines, newspapers, etc., before I start to read them (and “periodically” as I’m reading them). This, as far as I’m concerned, is innocuous in and of itself. I just simply like the smell of ink, and who DIDN’T like the smell of the Ditto Machine tests we got in school! Now admit it, YOU smelled them too, didn’t you! If they could capture that smell and put it in a bottle, I think they would make millions! Hmmmm, that gives me an idea… Unfortunately, now they have “Soy” inks, and, alas, printed things just don’t smell the way they used to in the “good ole days.” (Oh, my goodness, I am getting old aren’t I!!) I still smell books, newspapers, magazines, etc. before reading them, I’m sure just out of habit. Sometimes I “hit the jackpot” and the ink smells really good, when “Soy ink on acid-free paper” isn’t used). I have a clandestine way of sneaking some quick whiffs when I’m in public places, such as libraries, newsstands, etc., from new books, magazines, and ESPECIALLY comic books (my favorite “whiffings”)! I open them up and act like I’m scratching my nose and get close enough to the print to get a few “quick whiffs”. So far, it’s served me well as long as I can remember (as far as I know, at any rate, since I haven’t been “committed as of yet, even though my ex-wife used to threaten me with it). When we were kids, Tim also liked to smell things too, but he preferred to smell gasoline, as I did too. (Gas doesn’t smell nearly as good as it used to either due to all the junk that gets mixed into it for modern engines, alas, not like the “good ole days” (There I go again!) Tim used to go out to the gas barrel and put some gas in an empty coffee can and smell and smell it. Once again, we were ahead of our time, we were “huffing” before it became trendy! We certainly didn’t do it to “get high,” since in those days “getting high” wasn’t invented yet. We both, especially Tim, just liked the smell of gasoline! One time, Tim was smelling his gas filled coffee can, and he took a few too many whiffs. He said, “Everything started to turn white, and then I fainted”! I haven’t noticed Tim loitering by the gas barrel the last few years, so maybe he his given up his love of the smell of gas. Due, no doubt, to his “mature adult” state. Or, more likely, he doesn’t care as much for the smell for “modern” gas either! (Just maybe…)



	“HIGH” TEST GAS “HIGH” TEST GAS I have a life-long habit (obsession?) of smelling things such as books, magazines, newspapers, etc., before I start to read them (and “periodically” as I’m reading them). This, as far as I’m concerned, is innocuous in and of itself. I just simply like the smell of ink, and who DIDN’T like the smell of the Ditto Machine tests we got in school! Now admit it, YOU smelled them too, didn’t you! If they could capture that smell and put it in a bottle, I think they would make millions! Hmmmm, that gives me an idea… Unfortunately, now they have “Soy” inks, and, alas, printed things just don’t smell the way they used to in the “good ole days.” (Oh, my goodness, I am getting old aren’t I!!) I still smell books, newspapers, magazines, etc. before reading them, I’m sure just out of habit. Sometimes I “hit the jackpot” and the ink smells really good, when “Soy ink on acid-free paper” isn’t used). I have a clandestine way of sneaking some quick whiffs when I’m in public places, such as libraries, newsstands, etc., from new books, magazines, and ESPECIALLY comic books (my favorite “whiffings”)! I open them up and act like I’m scratching my nose and get close enough to the print to get a few “quick whiffs”. So far, it’s served me well as long as I can remember (as far as I know, at any rate, since I haven’t been “committed as of yet, even though my ex-wife used to threaten me with it). When we were kids, Tim also liked to smell things too, but he preferred to smell gasoline, as I did too. (Gas doesn’t smell nearly as good as it used to either due to all the junk that gets mixed into it for modern engines, alas, not like the “good ole days” (There I go again!) Tim used to go out to the gas barrel and put some gas in an empty coffee can and smell and smell it. Once again, we were ahead of our time, we were “huffing” before it became trendy! We certainly didn’t do it to “get high,” since in those days “getting high” wasn’t invented yet. We both, especially Tim, just liked the smell of gasoline! One time, Tim was smelling his gas filled coffee can, and he took a few too many whiffs. He said, “Everything started to turn white, and then I fainted”! I haven’t noticed Tim loitering by the gas barrel the last few years, so maybe he his given up his love of the smell of gas. Due, no doubt, to his “mature adult” state. Or, more likely, he doesn’t care as much for the smell for “modern” gas either! (Just maybe…)