October 1, 2003
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I am a know-it-all…is this ameliorated or worsened by the fact that I know I am? (it’s probably not a good idea for anyone to try to answer that…if you know what I mean)
It’s just a fact of life
That no one cares to mention
She wasn’t good
But she had good intentions …lyle lovett
I just spent about an hour on the internet figuring out why it smells like something DIED in my tailpipe [edited to add: NO, NOT THAT TAILPIPE!]…also, peripherally what the deal with octane is. did you know that in some areas they mix in oxygenators like ethanol during the winter? I did not know this, but now I do.
so now I know WHY the rotten egg smell. there’s too much sulpher in the gas…well, too much for my particular car’s catalytic converter, though the cv is probably not faulty. what I’m going to DO with that information is another thing altogether. it’s likely I’ll just learn to live with rotten egg smell, since I don’t really want to change gas stations, which may not help anyway.
but I was thinking…these are the kinds of things that make people raise their eyebrows at me. now if someone starts talking about gasoline or whathaveyou, I’ll feel the need to inform them about how the different components create the different gasses under certain conditions. and then I’ll get the inevitable glazed over, or what-the-fuck-is-wrong-with-you look.
I have trouble remembering people’s names…what day it is…how old I was in the fifth grade…but I can remember how a neuron works.
what the fuck is wrong with me? don’t answer that either.
Comments (23)
Wow, a gas expert. The only kind of gas I know about is the kind produced by otherwise delightful men who have consumed too much chili ‘n’ beer.
we should get together and compare notes…my experience is more in the cheese and garlic variety.
gas, eggs.. you stink, no wonder eyebrows are raised.
If I had to choose between retaining how things work versus names, I’d go with the former.
Process fascinates me.
talkin’ bout your stinky tailpipe. ewwww.
Wrong with you? LOL! I love you. That’s enough.
it’s all your mum’s fault. right?
Oh I do this ALL the time. Ask me about late term abortions, smallpox, or the history of the word ‘esquire’ as it relates to American Lawyers…go on ask me!!
I lectured my boyfriend probably a dozen times on the differences between apes and monkeys, ’til finally he submitted and will NOT call an ape a monkey in my presense (he has also learned to master my pop quizes on old world and new world monkeys)… and I will also give lectures on evolution, color theory, religion and world history if someone pisses me off enough.
it’s not just you, trust me, princess.
we’re the special ones, I have to believe that or I shall jump off a bridge.
Woooo you learn something everyday!
i call “bu-tros” (my “hubsband”) “encyclopedia brown” because no matter what the subject, he thinks he knows EVERYthing! nonetheless, there’s NOTHING “wrong” with ya; i’m quite the nerd when it comes to “researching” what i don’t yet have a full grasp on. further, i enjoy sharing this info with others -especially when i think it will serve them at some point, y’know? either there’s something “wrong” with US… or the rest of the folks who respond to us with the “glazed over!” (i’ll opt for the latter theory; how ’bout you???!!?? {wink})
“p.s.” i know you may find them silly but, DAMMIT, i STILL WANNA GIVE YOU E-PROPS!!!! grrrrrrr!!!!!!!
Those of you who think you know it all REALLY annoy those of us who do!….
For the first two days in Yellowstone (eons ago now) I was fine…then, I couldn’t handle it…I had to wear a scarf (thick wool) tied over my mouth & nose for the rest of the week we were there. Ordinarily this wasn’t a big thing…but I was the escort on this trip so I ‘had’ to get off the bus at each mud pot & hot spring…
I must admit however, that when I first read, “I just spent about an hour on the internet figuring out why it smells like something DIED in my tailpipe” I was thinking along more erm, shall we say Vaudvillian lines in terms of subject matter. So…it was a bit funny when it turned out to be about the internal combustion engine in your auto…
I usually mask my ‘staring at your rack gaze’ with the glazed over, or what-the-fuck-is-wrong-with-you look. I find it helps when one is roused out of thoughtless staring with a pointed question.
Um…what was your name again???
Hahah, wow, you sound just like me. I think I’m the last teacher to know all the kids’ names, and just bad with routine memory tasks in general. But I really remember weird shit sometimes.
And you know, I thought you were being figurative with “tailpipe” until you mentioned octane. Thought you were gonna talk about something you ate.
…still laughing @ the “tailpipe” thing….I was *totally* in the gutter on that one!
I watched that entire entry sail right over my head, but I love you.
-M
i dont have an answer for this one. yay
you can come over anytime and talk about my gas LMAO
Not only do I have a bad memory but because of that knoledge I get myself into more trouble. I admit to mistakes that I haven’t even made sometimes because I can’t remember whether it was me who did it.
I am the one persephoneii2 refers to as “Encyclopedia Brown” by-the-way: a KnowItAll with a short memory and attention span … what was I saying…?
I also sell “gas”-well materials for a living and know a little about odors to. Nice Entry!
That was so funny. I laughed and snorted the joint out. Hehe
There’s nothing wrong with not being brain dead! I get that look all the time when I try to explain why I eat my dinner at work with chopsticks. not chinese food, things like salad, solid white tuna from a can, etc…. they just don’t seem to understand that I am trying to keep myself learning new things and my hands flexible. I am greeted with the ‘dead fish gaze’. I was pretty interested in the differences in gas, that WAS interesting!
My tailpipe always stinks. (Yes, THAT tailpipe)