Nauseated by the Smell of Exhaust

This is one of those things that falls under the “is it just me?” line of thinking. I am seriously nauseated by the smell of exhaust. I don’t want to sound like a pansy here, I really can be around a car just fine and sitting in traffic in my convertible doesn’t make me green in the face, but when there is a build up of exhaust for whatever reason, I really start to get sick to my stomach.

I do come by this weakness honestly…weak stomachs run in my family. I love roller coasters, but I often try various remedies to get keep motion sickness at bay. I used to not have a chance at them, but now I typically go ahead and take on the ride, then spend the next hour paying for it. Oh well, the price of fun.

Exhaust though has one of those unique ways of just turning my stomach into knots and bringing on that extra saliva in the mouth preparatory of an upcoming expulsion of the previous meal. Not all exhaust is equal either; diesel wins the contest hands down for having the most nauseating effect. I have never been a fan of diesel trucks for this reason (among others), though current trucks have gotten much better.
I think of this because the other day the construction of a new building directly next to my office has an excavator idling his backhoe right next to our back door during his break. Yep, for the 15 minutes, he sat there, the exhaust density mushroomed into a cloud I walked right into without realizing what I was getting into as I left the office. I wanted to walk over, open his door and turn off his machine for him. All waste and environmental considerations aside, idling that machine right next to an occupied office building were far less than considerate. Our air conditioning units were all of 20 feet away from his chosen spot of relaxation. Thanks a lot, buddy.

So, with my genetic weakness, you will rarely see me letting a car idle in the garage or find me standing near a vehicle running for any period of time if I can avoid it. Not only do I not need that in my lungs, I really don’t need to feel like I am going to lose my lunch either.

I hate to think of the buildup of all that exhaust in our atmosphere, but that is for another day.

Gardening Rant – Weeds

This last week we, my wife and I, have been putting in a fair amount of time in the yard. She more than I, but I have put in whatever time I can. Because my wife is more of the enthusiast when it comes to the lawn and garden, I am simply providing grunt work support. I move the dirt, pull weeds, dig holes, edge, etc. I am happy with my delegated place in this situation.

As I was bent over, sweating as I diligently waged my battle against the mass of weeds that infest our flower beds, I thought of the type of weeds I was dealing with. There are many of course, but they fall into two groups, taproots, and fibrous roots. I can’t decide which is worse.

Gardening Rant – Weeds

Weeds with tap roots are much like an iceberg, what you see above ground may represent as little as 10% of the overall plant. You pull at the top of the thing and it will just break off to preserve the plant as a whole. Like a good little trooper, that above ground bit will sacrifice itself for the greater “good.” I have learned to use a shovel to dig up the ground around a big taproot weed to loosen the dirt, making retrieval much easier and complete, though a little time-consuming.

I’d take the taproot variety over fibrous roots any day. With taproots, they may be a lot of work, but at least I feel like I have a little victory each time I pull out one of those big suckers. The fibrous roots there is simply no winning. You can pull and pick all you want, but there is going to be some of that mass network of the plant still in there. I use the shovel to try and pull it up, only to get a mass of dirt that only represents a small portion of the nemesis. Unless out of sheer dumb luck you happen to catch the sucker before it sends out its minions of roots, you will end up picking at the plant forever unless you resort to some deadly poisons. Not something you want to do next do that savory fruit tree you just planted though.Gardening Rant – Weeds

If you even dabble in a flower bed some, you know what I am talking about here. Weeds stink; no two ways about it. Complaining about it makes me feel a little better, but I know they will be there again to fight another day no matter what I say. I’ll just keep chipping away at them, and hopefully, keep them at bay.