Ah, like that enveloping aroma of New Orleans, beignets, shrimp and drunken urine. Let the good times roll!

Tob

the pungent smell of hookers' feet after coming off a 12-hour strut.

Those would be the ugly, poor-excuse-for-hookers hookers, then.

Smelling hooker's feet -- is that a perversion or a fetish?

Maybe the sweet smell of maple syrup presages the odorless non-odor of something like a smallpox virus. I always hate to expose myself as being able to think like a terrorist. Nevertheless: If I wanted to carry jihad to Manhattan Island, yet knew that the bridges and ferries were being watched, I'd investigate wind-dispersible agents. If I had a precious batch of air-dispersible WMD that I didn't want to let go to waste, I'd consider conducting some meteorological experiments before turning it loose. And if someone gave me a whiff of artificial maple flavor (probably a rare and unmistakeable scent outdoors on Manhattan Island), my only question would be, "Does it carry as well as our weapon?"

Now, I imagine, the thanks I'll get for raising the possibility is that, if something actually happens, the feds will want to claim I masterminded it. You see, not only can I think like a terrorist; I can think like an FBI agent, too. Stupid fucks. Are you going to take off points because I called you stupid fucks, too, FBI?

You would need an awful lot of something for it to be smellable over that large an area.

I'm thinking its something natural.

I remember a few days full of smoky haze here in the Northeast because of Canadian forest fires (two or three summers ago, I think).

It was bizarre, the fires were more than a thousand miles away but it looked and smelled like it was happening right in my neighborhood.

It's better to smell syrup in Manhattan than whatever the hell it is New Jersey smells like... Did you hear about NJ's new motto?

Kiss her where it stinks--take her to New Jersey.

> Are you going to take off points because I called you stupid fucks, too, FBI?

Yes.

The maple syrup smell was here last year too. I noticed it especially in the 30's around 5th, Lexington, and Park. I also remember that we smelled it while Christmas shopping, because there is a good gaming store in that area and I bought my son a set of the D+D books for Christmas.

Also, fyi, there haven't been (female, anyway) street hookers in Manhattan for years. There were still pockets (9th ave Hell's Kitchen, Lexington in the 20's) as late as 2000-2001 or so, but it is long gone now.

I,ll bet that all the drilling into the trees to get the maple syrup must realy disturb the eco-weenies you know how they act when ever a tre is cut down to them its the end of the world they must think they wont be able to get up out of bed if they cut down too many redwoods or drill into maple trees

I don't smell it either... but my wife does. Her nose is so sensitive she might as well be a golden retriever, but the funny thing is that we live in Weehawken now.

Also, fyi, there haven't been (female, anyway) street hookers in Manhattan for years. There were still pockets (9th ave Hell's Kitchen, Lexington in the 20's) as late as 2000-2001 or so, but it is long gone now.

So their feet would really be bad if you were to smell them in Manhattan from the Bronx, then?

You can smell it out here in Bergen County also. Combined with the aroma of baking cookies from the nearby Nabisco plant, it's enough to put me over my limit of carbs just sniffing it. It has to be coming from out here somewhere since the wind blows toward Manhattan usually.