Temps here in Salt Lake have started their annual spiral towards triple digits on a daily basis. The air conditioner pretty much runs day and night now to keep the hovel a livable 70 to 75 degrees, farenheit. About a week ago I opened the apartment door and was awash in a bright, crisp, oddly familiar smell. Couldn't place it, thought no more of it. Time went by and the smell got a little stronger with each passing day until it became unmistakably Mat;Male. It was sitting on a dresser directly in the line of the air conditioner's cooling flow. When I went to pick it up I found it firmly attached to the dresser top by dissolved and now hardened polyurethane finish. It took some effort to snap it free and after doing so I found my hand slick with cologne. The bottle was cool to the touch, almost cold. I cleaned it off until it was dry and made room for it in the lettuce crisper. That was day before yesterday and I figured problem solved until I got home from work today and opened the fridge. Whoever says that Mat isn't a good cold weather scent has yet to smell my Kenmore upright. There it sat, in a silver dollar sized pool of juice, quite cold to the touch this time.
Fermentation? Fragrant genie feeling cramped? I used to work for EOD and have to say that anything this chemically active years after manufacture makes me nervous. Sort of like dynamite sweating on a hot day. Whatever it is, the extruded juice lasts for days and makes a dandy paint stripper to boot.
Anyone else have perfumed science projects going on?
Fermentation? Fragrant genie feeling cramped? I used to work for EOD and have to say that anything this chemically active years after manufacture makes me nervous. Sort of like dynamite sweating on a hot day. Whatever it is, the extruded juice lasts for days and makes a dandy paint stripper to boot.
Anyone else have perfumed science projects going on?
