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plonqI worry about my brain sometimes.
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atara that I would cook dinner today (since I've got some time off and she has to work), so to that end I finally put on some pants and ventured out into the world. As I was driving north to the grocery store, my nose picked up a rather malodourous hint in the air. After confirming that it wasn't emanating from me, I found myself puzzled. "Gee, why does the north end of the city smell so bad today? It's sulphurous and foetid, like a rotting corpses with a malfunctioning catalytic converter."
Maybe it is a malfunctioning catalytic converter, said my brain, or maybe they are working on the sewer lines. Both answers seemed reasonable, so I just accepted my brain's explanation and continued driving while the smell slowly petered out.
Later, as I was on my way home again I drove through the same patch of foul smell, and I happened to notice that it was strongest as I was passing the North End sewage treatment plant; the same treatment plant that has been there for as long as I have lived in this city. Suddenly my brain made a couple of (what should have been obvious) connections and said, About that smell... I have a theory!
I promised
atara that I would cook dinner today (since I've got some time off and she has to work), so to that end I finally put on some pants and ventured out into the world. As I was driving north to the grocery store, my nose picked up a rather malodourous hint in the air. After confirming that it wasn't emanating from me, I found myself puzzled. "Gee, why does the north end of the city smell so bad today? It's sulphurous and foetid, like a rotting corpses with a malfunctioning catalytic converter."Maybe it is a malfunctioning catalytic converter, said my brain, or maybe they are working on the sewer lines. Both answers seemed reasonable, so I just accepted my brain's explanation and continued driving while the smell slowly petered out.
Later, as I was on my way home again I drove through the same patch of foul smell, and I happened to notice that it was strongest as I was passing the North End sewage treatment plant; the same treatment plant that has been there for as long as I have lived in this city. Suddenly my brain made a couple of (what should have been obvious) connections and said, About that smell... I have a theory!
