“Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark? And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?
Can you bloody BELIEVE that it’s time to start preparing your submission for the Art and Olfaction Awards, again? Heck, we’ve barely recovered from our last event.
The time is now! We are now accepting submissions for the fourth annual Art and Olfaction Awards. Submission for the awards are made through a two-part submission process.
e.e. cummings said it best.
Aldehyde C-18, for the coconut oil / Cetalox, for your warm skin / Cumin Seed, for a tang of the freshest sweat / Castoreum, ’cause it’s been a long day and you need a shower /
Voltaire’s Sirian giant Micromégas comes across a battalion of humans at war, and finds himself shocked at the barbarity of what he sees. He asks a philosopher: What is going on, here?
“I’m just a Happy Guy!” he said. He capitalized the letters, I swear. “Maybe it’s all the music I listened to growing up! HA! HA!”
Once upon a time, a high-ranking accounting official in the ministry of transportation affairs and a largely ornamental house-husband with a mean shakshouka recipe gave birth to a healthy baby girl.
He smelled like stale cigarettes, unwashed teenage armpits and a strident, neon cologne – the kind the desperately poor might buy at Boots and spray onto badly washed clothes before a job interview. Moral of the story?