This morning, Gawker reminded me that last night most of the city smelled like maple syrup, coffee cake, or something equally sweet. I noticed the aroma when I got home, but assumed that one of my neighbors had cooked up a few short stacks for dinner. Turns out that I wasn't the only one who smelled something odd. Gothamist has 81 comments and counting from people who picked up the smell as far away as Staten Island, Bensonhurst, and Newark. While I don't think it was some sort of terrorist plot to fatten up New Yorkers on breakfast food, I can't believe that none of the authorities know what it was. Some of the commenters think that it might have been a terrorist test of dispersion effects for a future attack, but that doesn't make sense. If you were planning to disperse a lethal agent over New York, why would you risk exposing your plan by releasing a "test" agent before the real thing? You'd just wait until you were ready to release the deadly toxins and do it. Anyway, the smell didn't seem to be out there this morning, so maybe whatever it was blew away overnight.
In other news, I'm in an odd mood today. I just thought I'd share that.
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