he is back
Ha!
Hyacinth, or the mechanic as you like it, is back and made an apparition in my e-mail inbox yesterday. I will publish the comment later today on my website. The comment is refreshing as the mechanic seems to appear somewhat wimpy, more on the fresh “Russian olive oil” side than oily sexy skin. Reading A.’s line (Thank you, A.) I imagine a pizza boy oiling his pizza wheel indeed, rather than a mechanic. Well…. pizza boys anyone?
To be serious: I love the comment for it is a contrapunto…Thus, it looks as if this week is a week where I write about things coming from the past. And writing these lines I listen to the the doors, Break On Through …
 mechanic holding tool, uploaded by Geri-Jean on www.sxc.hu . A great photo , one of many from Geri-Jean.
October 28th, 2008 at 12:58 pm
About the past:
If you have a past, it means you have experience.
If you learned with the past, it means you made mistakes, you learned a lesson and you moved on, happy to have that knowledge.
If you have a past, it is hauting you or you are all the time going back there, either you have unresolved issues or the present and future scares you right now, so you go back there, where you know what you are going to find, to feel etc…
This is my opinion in general, not specifically to you Andy, know what I mean?
I always say to friends that, to live from the past is a good business to:
Museums - they charge you to take a look at the past they keep.
Flea markets - they make money selling past.
Writers - they make money writting about the past.
Historians and history teachers- they make money teaching the past
archeologists - they make money finding past
and so on…
The rest of us, should only learn from it and keep going.
Life is too short to keep checking back there, little drawers filled with piles of thoughts and feelings.
I am now tryinmg to do like computers: control del, to the bin, I clean the drawers to make more room for new fulfilling choices…
I keep the past in CDs these days…
you are dear to me you know that!
October 28th, 2008 at 3:14 pm
Dear Cris
Indeed , my past is in CD’s and hard disk drives and part of it is in excel files….scented memories compressed to a few lines in a computer, waiting to be start living again, being released one day…
October 28th, 2008 at 5:15 pm
Andy,
Guess what? I know where the bottle of Hyacinth and the Mechanic is at the moment…with me here in Mexico!!! I wanted it to be a surprise but since you brought up the topic I couldn’t help spoiling my plan! I will be sending you my review soon. I have tested it for several days now and am just about ready to write my review.
Talk soon.
October 28th, 2008 at 7:31 pm
hehehe…. Dear Kelley
I send you fragrant greetings! and I have to tell you: I knew already that the bottle is/was with you since Monday….
I can’t wait for your thoughts whatever they are. Feel free to comment! Please!
October 28th, 2008 at 9:23 pm
Dear Cris???
Mais que perfume belongs to Simone ups….
October 28th, 2008 at 9:57 pm
mea culp, cris, aehm Simone, of course!
I was too quick answering mails and writing answers on the blog.
So I finally got you confused;-)
October 28th, 2008 at 11:30 pm
1 pepperoni, 1 quatro formaggi and 1 marinara, please… and don’t forget an oily pizza boy as a supplement…
October 29th, 2008 at 1:55 am
All I can say is that I’ve been fascinated by the concept of this floral grease monkey ever since I first “got wind” of it (oh, that I could actually catch a whiff)…this Russian element, putting the repair artist in the kitchen with olive pits, rather than out in the garage in the oil pit, only further intrigues me…
Keep the information coming! :)
October 29th, 2008 at 7:57 am
Good morning to you, AromaX
I join your order! I am getting hungry when I think cheese and tomatoes …
Dear ScentScelf
I got a query recently from someone who wanted to buy a little bit of this fragrance. I checked and realized that I only have a few drops at home. …hehehe…. Not even I can sniff it right now. I will have to mix an aliquot again…one day when I find time. I wonder how oily I find it myself these days….