Daryl’s Back Pages
From the perspective and pen of California Newspaper Publishers Association Gold Medal winning journalist and writer Daryl Fisher, join us as Daryl talks positively about family, friends and the interesting people and places that have shaped his life. He does so with a gentle hand and a quirky sense of humor, drawing on the simple, joy-filled experiences of everyday living. He is interested in personal snapshots, not grand panoramas, although he’s not shy about trying to pass along a few insights into the human condition whenever the opportunity presents itself. Fitting into your busy day, lighthearted views of life around 5 minutes each.
Daryl’s Back Pages
Sweet Smelling Feet
Join us for another episode of Daryl’s Back Pages, “Sweet Smelling Feet”. Podcasts with thought-provoking insights about life in around 5 minutes.
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"As I impatiently waited for Pepe to wrap up his computer game I couldn’t help but notice the very same limburger cheese-like odor which always seems to be lingering around in his room, especially in the evening hours."
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Sweet Smelling Feet
Did you know that according to the Podiatric Medical Association, we walk 75,000 miles (nearly three times around the world) in an average lifetime; that the condition of our feet can dramatically affect our temperament and our sense of humor; that there are over 250,000 sweat glands on the feet; that the closest thing to foot odor is limburger cheese; that you should always buy your shoes late in the afternoon because your feet swell during the course of the day; that you should leave your shoes out in the sunlight as often as possible to kill bacteria; and that we should spray our feet with an antiperspirant just like we do with our underarms.
With all of the above in mind, I decided to pay a little visit the other evening to a very close relative of mine (I’ll call him Pepe, after one of my favorite cartoon characters, Pepe Le Pew).
“What do you want?” asked Pepe, as I entered his room and found him as I usually do, sitting in front of his computer screen and thumbing away at one of his computer games.
“I have a little gift for you,” I said.
“A gift?”
“That’s right.”
“What kind of gift?”
“Well,” I said, “if you’ll take your eyes away from that computer screen for just a few seconds, I’ll toss it over to you.”
“Okay, in a minute. I’m almost done. Just hold your horses.”
As I impatiently waited for Pepe to wrap up his computer game I couldn’t help but notice the very same limburger cheese-like odor which always seems to be lingering around in his room, especially in the evening hours.
“Hey,” I finally said to Pepe, “you know I can’t stay in your room for very long without a gas mask. Here’s your gift!”
And with that warning, I tossed a large can of Right Guard spray deodorant (original sport scent) into Pepe’s lap.
“What’s that for?” immediately asked Pepe. “You know I can’t use that stuff. I’m a roll-on man.”
“It isn’t for your armpits,” I said.
“Then what is it for?”
“It’s for your feet!”
“My feet?”
“That’s’ right, your feet. I just learned that if a person sprays deodorant on their feet a couple of times a day, it really cuts down on foot odor.”
“So, just what are you trying to tell me here?” asked Pepe indignantly. “That I have bad smelling feet?”
“That’s exactly what I’m trying to tell you!”
“Hey, my feet don’t smell any worse than anyone else’s,” Pepe assured me. “And no way am I walking around with them smelling like Right Guard!”
“Just give it a try,” I pleaded.
“No way!” exclaimed Pepe. “And do you know what I think’s going on right now?”
“What?”
“Now that you’re so old, you can’t smell any better than you can see or hear!”
“Well,” I said, “I can definitely smell good enough to know that your room always reeks!”
“But that’s got nothing to do with my feet,” Pepe assured me.
“Then what is this god-awful odor that’s always in here?”
“Dad, that’s just gas!”
