The Curse of the Stinky Basement

Well folks, I don't really know what the heck happened while I was gone, but my basement is cursed. I figured out where the unfortunate smell is coming from. There is a drain in the basement floor that gets all stinky from time to time, but this time it has outdone itself. It is foul. The only way to describe the smell is if someone peed in a rat carcass and smacked it up against every wall in the basement. It truly is a smell that hurts my feelings. Apparently my dryer felt the same way. When I went to turn it on this evening, it made a kind of buzz type noise and then just died. Thankfully I have a clothes rack to dry what I had washed, but it is in the living room so my laundry won't soak up the stench in the basement. The plumber is coming Monday to deal with the drain situation...but it looks like I'll have to call the poor landlord again tomorrow with the good news about the dryer.

The pictures below are of other disastrous and tragic things that my cursed basement may have been responsible for during my absence.