and no place other than the nearest smelly pit to put your waste and garbage.

A lot of smells one can get used to.

But I totally agree with your point.

I am glad that I am alive today, and there is no previous time in history I would rather have been alive.

Likewise. Actually, if I'd been born before the 1940s, or whenever penecillin was invented, I probably wouldn't be alive at 37, or even at 7. I had some life-threatening illnesses as a toddler. Thanks to modern medicine I came through them with just a deaf left ear.

Yeah, given the choice, I'd rather be living in the era with running water and modern waste disposal than the era where I've gotten used to everything smelling like shit.

(Of course, I'd also have died around the age of 3 or 4, if not sooner, so there's that to consider.)

A lot of smells one can get used to.

Well, yeah. 'Cause otherwise, everyone commits suicide from the can't-take-the-smell-anymore, and then the human race ends pretty quickly. Then there's no internet, no PS2, no movies... no me, you guys, or anything else that makes now really cool.

I gotta figure it wasn't so much that people noticed the smell, as really noticed the absence when modern waste management came into being. Which really, modern waste management just consists of "let's put the smelly stuff in big pile far away, and then just nobody go over there," which is a plan with flaws, to be sure.

(Damn, my typing sucks today)

I don't know how Tom would function without his prescription sunglasses- he simply wouldn't be able to see while driving, one way or the other.

I buy those plastic polarized glasses that are designed to slip over your regular glasses.

"let's put the smelly stuff in on big pile far away, and then just nobody go over there,"

I feel this way about my mother in law.

Depending on the era, I'd have died at birth...maybe mom, too. not that I would know I was missing anything.

I buy those plastic polarized glasses that are designed to slip over your regular glasses.

I was going to do that, but I was swayed by slick marketing and snazzy bronze-colored frames.

Oh, all right, I was practicing my secret agent smirk, if you must know. Plus they're small enough that I can tilt them down and give a cynical, knowing look over them. So damned cool.

t notices connie's tag line

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

"let's put the smelly stuff in big pile far away, and then just nobody go over there,"

I feel this way about my mother in law.

Okay, you need to warn a guy before you say stuff that funny, 'cuz I was drinking something, and damn near choked.