tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134668.post961636233631643079..comments2024-03-07T18:38:58.284-08:00Comments on kidchamp dot net: laurenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03429404210444847213noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134668.post-24685544378076948192006-10-27T17:05:42.000-07:002006-10-27T17:05:42.000-07:00I usually just lurk, but feel compelled to comment...I usually just lurk, but feel compelled to comment on this post. I am *so* sorry about the apartment smell and its cause. Sometimes living in New York sucks.<br /><br />--Maggie LangeMaggienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134668.post-41234262295394802732006-10-27T22:46:07.000-07:002006-10-27T22:46:07.000-07:00um. and i don't suppose you can hope for desic...um. and i don't suppose you can hope for desiccation to come to your rescue anytime soon, what with rain & snow & all.<br /><br />my condolences. the vivid wordage was highly entertaining, though!enjelaninoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134668.post-18429207944997004882006-10-28T00:45:00.000-07:002006-10-28T00:45:00.000-07:00uh, one time, there was a rat that died in the wal...uh, one time, there was a rat that died in the wall of my bedroom when i was living in aliso viejo. it was a smell i won't soon forget, and it's been over 7 years. i hope yours isn't the case, but man, if you your super won't take care of it, can't you call osha or somethin'? i'm on your side, lady!saranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134668.post-73667510341556215822006-10-28T10:10:03.000-07:002006-10-28T10:10:03.000-07:00thanks for the condolences, ladies. maggie, baby, ...thanks for the condolences, ladies. maggie, baby, de-lurk any time! <br /><br />the plot thickens: an exterminator showed up this morning (he knocks on everyone's doors periodically - he's the one service guy who <i>does</i> come on a regular basis, bless him), so we asked him in to describe the ruckus, as it were. he said that he doesn't think it's a dead thing after all (and he knows his vermin, one would assume), and seconded the original garbage theory. the air seems alright when we pop our heads out of the bedroom window, though, and the wind is still mightiest at the pipe, so we're back at square one. <br /><br />glad to hear that we might not be working with an ex-beast, though. to date, my only plan on that front was to shoot a bunch of ants up there, aboriginal blow dart style, and hope they ate whatever was taking the dirt nap.laurennoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134668.post-32128016395084585132006-10-28T15:02:08.000-07:002006-10-28T15:02:08.000-07:00just to say that i feel for you both -- this happe...just to say that i feel for you both -- this happened, also, in our basement at home in So. IL, and i believe my mother christened it "the mouse mausoleum." because it was a wall-and-baseboard problem and not a ceiling problem, i think she had to...take care of it somehow. but maybe instead of ants or desiccation, you could try baking soda to work on the stench?wabesnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134668.post-62992790863035472132006-10-28T23:32:56.000-07:002006-10-28T23:32:56.000-07:00hey, i've got it! invite a rap artist (include...hey, i've got it! invite a rap artist (includes entourage of at least 10 "friends") to record in your bedroom. if you leave them unattended, i can almost assure you they will out-smoke any stench. of course, that means they'll be replacing it with something other than then smell of death. pick your poison. <br>(based on real life events at The Studio)saranoreply@blogger.com