can you smell that?

True story my friends. I'd been dashing around Denver in 95 degree heat, then hustled to the airport in a cab that sounded like the air conditioning was on, but I couldn't tell for sure from my spot in the back seat. Stood in the world's longest security check point, raced to the gate, only to discover my plane was delayed. Boarding time eventually arrived and of course I had a C pass, which meant that almost every seat in the plane was taken. Found a seat near the back of the plane, I slid gracefully past aisle guy's knees and dropped into the cozy middle seat. Sigh of relief. Cracked open my autographed edition of Ivan Doig's newest, only to detect a particularly pungent odor coming from down low and to the left. From my seatmate to the left. That's right, you guessed it.... he had taken off his shoes to get comfortable for the flight home. Ar-r-r-r-gh!