SCRATCH AND SNIFF

i remember seeing that divine movie with a Tab Hunter, in  Polyester, where i got handed a scratch and sniff card with my ticket, billed as the first in "smell-a -vision". it came with instructions that when the screen was flashing "scratch now", one was to pull out his/her card , scratch it and then miraculously what was being smelled in the film would be right up one's nose! the first whiff of a rose made us all want to scratch our silly heads off...but when the image before our eyes changed faster in the flick than one can say "the answer is blowing in the wind", all we saw was Divine's huge ass whilst hearing what would be the call to sing "the bean song"...but by then it was too late to stop sniffing and go know, we all got "gassed" as it were...yes, as if she had farted for real  right in our face - leaving "wake up and smell the roses" for the rest room break laughs.
i hope Polyester does not turn into a 3-D re-make... for the first time i got stoned in jeruaslem and witnessed cheryl's fart fly across the room doing a loop-de-loop like the cyclone at coney island was enough!  (and i am not a tab hunter in truth, unless it is laced with the same stuff that made the 60s the gas they were!)

yesterday i watched my dog ram dass ( here posing with me as a tasmanian devil ) getting sniffed by two dogs - one at each end. most gay dog owners i believe get off on this in a humorously human way( longing secretly to some degree or another, for the other walker to be doing like wise)- some of the more up tight among us do not - and turn away embarrassed by nature... with them i would not consider having a manage. { my gay doctor, who knows how to heel better than a head nurse, confessed to me once that he doesnt believe in reincarnation but if he did, he'd love to come back as a dog owned my a gay man!}

its amazing that from this scratch and sniff experience the dogs get all they need to know about one another. then it hit me...like a hit of LSD (Lets Smell Dogs), that this is one of the reasons i have my things - people can get to know me by them : what i like ,what makes me happy, what inspires me, what shows "me" off...but in the end things as all wags are coming to know, what belongs to the tail is the ego's trip!

                                          but go ahead, scratch and sniff just the same!

[thanks to my friend vincent from holland for the above de-

sign and taken in norway, because he never forgot in a way

how i was blown away by the word "fart" in other places]

                                                                      love you got