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October 7, 2009

“Daddy, what’s that smell?”

A question a child might ask. But not a childish question

“Son, that’s the smell of freedom.”

Of the infinite number of variables that combine at any given moment to create variations on the theme, here are just a few ingredients from the recipe for the smell of freedom:

layer upon layer of dried sweat, blood, chain lube, tri flow, T-9, Old Spice, spilled beer, day-old chicken salad, really old OURY grips, blown out chamois, inner thighs, ass crack, U-lock, bike rack, flat tire, patch kit, vulcanized inner tube, tire lever, misdirected anger, switched dispatcher, taking it in the ass when the owner is dispatching, taking it back to the client, worn out Nextel buttons, panic buttons, thrift store clothing, wet wool, wet dog, cat piss, box wine, pigeon shit, chicken shit rent a cop security guard, bartering, fair trade, road grime, King County Metro and/or Sound Transit exhaust fumes, happy hour, Taco Tuesday, courthouse x-ray, lazy driver handoff, angry attorney, legal secretary, photo ID, elevator button bacteria, rainwater, full fender, unused potential, a glass half full, allen wrench, approach the bench, judge’s chambers my ass, toilet paper dispenser, process server, second hand smoke, cat puke, apple core, banana peel, insole, Phil Wood, loose balls, couch cushion, microwave popcorn, Lane Powell mail room, airplane bottle, saddle leather, elevator ride about the weather, registered agent, rubber stamp, finger lickin, toe strap, round trip, snot rocket, yo-yo dispatcher switch back hand off, bullshit, phlegm, clear signature, print name, POD, deficit attention, chain tension, road rage, garbage can lock up, suite number, sweet number, transfer lobby, free coffee, temporary visitor badge, sign in, independent contractor, rolling resistance, inside-out jersey, second day socks, bleeding ink notary, registered agent, cheap skate pro se, rookie mistake mop up, horseshit, RV, officetron slow strut, escalator ride a thon, break time, diet Pepsi, roast beef, self inflicted hair cuts, squeaky cantilever brakes, vehicular cyclist commuter with something to prove, wind proof, water resistant, inconsistent conformed copies, no charge bulk next day, crack head bike thieves, standing by, saliva, free candy, eye contact, chewing gum

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Pham said...

I like how you wrote CHILDISH (I agree), saying it in a way without jaded adult (like you) preconceived notions of childish in mainstream context. I also like that you had a picture of our pal Ali Hatem (his middle name is Stabbem) and the text following is all the bullshit he went through right before he got laid off. The irony is delicious. However, I don't like how you did not mention cat puke, porky's porkish fingers, Melissa Huelsman, meat mouth after a crispy Vietnamese sandwich, and simply poop. Atleast a skid mark or two or the gamber fart.