Syrup, Syrup Everywhere. But not a drop to drink.

Well, what can I say. New York City now smells like maple syrup.
I think it's a giant conspiracy by the IHOP people to drum up 3Q profits.

Either that or Aunt Jemima is just working off a sugar buzz.

Good Smell Perplexes New Yorkers - New York Times

New York Daily News - City News - Michael Daly: We know rotten, but a sweet smell?

New York Post Online Edition: news

Newsday.com: Syrup odor safe, but spreading

Dammit, now I want a McGriddle.

This means war.

One of the few things I did accomplish when I was on vacation was (sort-of) cleaning my home office. It it was only when I got to the "shred" pile that I realized the sheer volume of junk mail that I get. The picture, although not my own, is a pretty good representation of the amount of credit card and other solicitations that I had received during my two week hiatus from work. Then it dawned upon me: I am ALREADY on the "Do Not Call, Do Not Mail, Do Not Look At, and pretty much every other "Do Not" list that's out there.

So now, just to make myself feel better, I mail back the empty envelopes. If I'm really motivated (a rarity); I enclose a genuine handful of Sluggo-brand shredded paper. Because, as we all know, me mailing back these envelopes, will SURELY bankrupt these massive credit card companies, who then will leave me alone.

Somehow, I doubt it will work. But it does keep me amused.