Sensory Underload
This morning I was drinking my coffee in preparation for Lent Friday. It tasted a bit off, which made me pause. Why?? WHY WOULD THIS HAPPEN ON A DAY I CAN’T EAT???
Oh, right…. I forgot to measure for the Keurig™ filter correctly.
I hate that. Anyway, it got me thinking about our senses.
If I had to live without one, I would choose smell. Why? Because February is skunk mating season.
Which one can you live without??
Hat tip: BC


Taste. That’s the one I’d choose. Most modern food tastes like crap, anyway.
If you lose the sense of smell, you lose taste as well. It’s a two-fer. No on that one.
Sight? Hell no. No more looking at Hooker of the Day? I don’t think so.
Hearing? Never get to hear Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony or Bo Donaldson & The Heywoods’ “Billy Don’t Be A Hero” again? I don’t think I could take it. Well, Beethoven was deaf when he wrote the 9th, but hey, HE WROTE IT. I think he knew what it sounded like.
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Maybe my spidersense, it’s always tingling.
I could also live without the sense that commies are actually human beings. I mean, come on folks. Remember that “obamaphone” lady from the youtube? I do.
Which sense could I live without?
I’ve done pretty well for a long time without “oommon”.
common. As the rest of you spell it.
fml
My sense of propriety. Never worked to well anyway!
That would be “too”. It’s early. So there.