I have not mentioned this b/c it is embarrassing but dody have been sniffing around trying to figure out where this awful smell has been coming from. we had been thinking it had come from a bat that had died in my underpants drawer and i just had overlooked it for long enough that it got stinky but that is not the case.
then we thot it had come from a mouse or somesuch that had got into the rest of my dessicant collection and died in the wall somewheres but that was not the case neither.
then we thot it was a fish i had maybe left in my coat pocket and forgot abt and that was not the case but that was a whole lot closer.
what it was was a box of worms i had foolishly put into my secret spot under the floorboards beneath the hook rug in the living room. I will tell you what, and i will have to tell it to you in capital letters so that you will know how exasparated i am w/ myself: I DO NOT KNOW WHAT BRUNG ME TO PUT THAT BOX OF WORMS IN MY SECRET COMPARTMENT!
What was i thinking? I guess i was not thinking, and that is the problem.
I have had that secret compartment for several years. It is just a space beneath the floorboards and under the rug where i keep some of my lucky things. There is nothing bad in there. I do not for example have lots of money stashed there and i do not have naked pictures of anyone or anything. i have my lucky finger bone and abt a hundred 4 leaf clovers and a little bit of a fresco i peeled off the wall once when i was at the vatican and a few other things like that. and the box of worms, of course.
i can barely remember putting it there, is the thing. now dody is mad at me for keeping secrets from her and i am mad at me for not remembering putting the worms there and wondering why i wld do that in the first place. not to mention that the house smells like a big gloppy mess of the biggest, rottenest nightcrawlers you ever seen in yr life.
I think dody is going to be angry w/ me longer than the smell is going to be around, and i will tell you what: this smell is going nowhere fast.
