Underblog’s Guilty Pleasures: No 1 Nose-blowing
A couple of weeks ago a common cold bug took up residence in my chest. While it was there it produced some great hacking coughs. Under attack from my immune system (despite its weakness due to excessive alcohol consumption), the virus has since taken refuge in my nose and sinuses. I suspect, with the antibodies and white blood cells closing in, that its days there are numbered. It might manage to hang on in my ears for a few days, before being wiped out completely.
Whilst, given the choice, I wouldn’t volunteer for a cold infection, there is one positive aspect to it. I am talking, of course, of the satisfaction to be had in blowing ones nose. Wait! Let me explain. I’m not talking about just any old nose blow, but a really good one, you know? The kind after which an examination of your tissue reveals a handful of semi-solid gunk. I’m not certain what it is that is so satisfying about this. Perhaps it has something to do with the feeling of cool air once again being able to flow through your nostril. Also pleasing is knowledge that your body is now free of a glob of disgusting slime which had until that point been a burden to it - a sort of “better out than in” sentiment. Am I disgusting, as mother underblog insists, or are there others like me?
I was considering uploading a picture of one of my used tissues to illustrate my point, but I decided against it. For some reason, the sight of someone else’s mucus isn’t as nice as the sight of your own.
April 29th, 2004 at 18:40
My dad used to tell me, “Man likes best the smell of his own dung”, can’t remember in what context he would tell me but your last sentence reminded me of that saying.
August 14th, 2005 at 01:34
I love this site, so thank you