Eau de Septic

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  1. Larramie said,

    August 28, 2007 @ 1:21 pm

    YUCK! The scent of sulfur… Stay dry, Debra.

  2. debra said,

    August 28, 2007 @ 5:01 pm

    Ah, Larramie, would that it were just sulfur. Add methane to the mix…..

  3. marcyincny said,

    August 29, 2007 @ 8:33 am

    I just wanted to say that I appreciated your comment on Kelly’s site about the fireworks; I can’t find any joy in them these days.

    But I can also sympathize with your septic woes. I got a new tank for my birthday in June. It replaced an old eroded metal tank which turned out to be piggy-backed on an even older cesspool. I don’t think I’ve ever smelled anything so concentrated? before.

    My husband’s sister is in Hudson and they’re facing a real nightmare in upgrading their system too.

    Best of luck.

  4. Mary Witzl said,

    September 3, 2007 @ 6:56 pm

    We lived for years in a place with a septic tank, and you didn’t want to be down wind from it when the trucks with hoses came to empty them. I’ll never forget one very hot summer day when the honeywagons arrived. Whoever gave them the name ‘honeywagons’ anyway? Could anything possibly smell less like honey?

  5. fromskilledhands said,

    September 3, 2007 @ 11:26 pm

    Thanks, Marcy. We know we’re grownups when we appreciate septic tanks for our birthdays!
    There is so much violence in the world. We glorify aggression–from the names of teams (if it’s “playing a game,” why do we tell our children to “kill ‘em!”?)–to the way we interact. Fireworks are explosives, yes?

    Mary–I’ve never heard the term “honeywagons”. Whoever came up with that one had to have a sense of humor. the one outside our studio door is so bad, we have to leave the door closed AND burn incense!

  6. Mary Witzl said,

    September 6, 2007 @ 5:12 pm

    The one good thing about septic tanks is that they remind us of our humanity. We all know where that smell came from, no matter how much we might like to pretend otherwise! My children used to wrinkle their noses when we passed the septic truck. They seemed to feel that others were responsible for the smell, not us. I held my nose too, but I always assured them that the smell, nasty though it was, was 100% human — just like us.

  7. debra said,

    September 6, 2007 @ 9:45 pm

    You are absolutely correct about that. Our culture sanitizes (no pun intended) so many natural functions. Reminders are important.

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