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What I do object to, however, is the way the smokers congregate JUST OUTSIDE the building door, so if you want in or out, you MUST go through that smoke. Why not move, say, 15 feet to the side? They'd still be under shade, and I wouldn't have to be smoked up to get to work or lunch.

WEll, that's just too bad. How do you think it feels to be thrown out the door. I apologize for being so straight, but I must speak my mind.

Chances are, the air outside where you wish to banish these folk is polluted with diesel fumes, car gases, cow flatulence, and various toxins, and the tobcco smoke is your problem? Get serious.

You want to banish people because you don't like the smell. That is very petty, and vindictive, not to mention egotisitical to think that your life is any more important than theirs. It is not. You get one life. Period.

Get over yourself. The biggest problesms come in where a group of people, usually small in number (MADD, CSPI, etal), who actively bitch and moan until they motivate a larger group (legislatures, and varied beaurocrats) to make some rule, or law. All we actually do is provide fodder for lawyers and "special interests" to rape and pillage our wallets.

I chose to quit smoking cigarettes in 1974, I had smoked them for 14 of my then-27 years. I got up one morning, lit one, coughed, and said the hell with them. I literally threw the carton in the trash, and never looked back.

A few years ago, I began smoking cigars. They really stink good. Our main house is a 100 yr old farmhouse. It has an enclosed front porch, with casement windows across. I have it climate controlled, and I can watch the big screen through a glass window in the living room. I have speakers set out here, and my computer is right in front of the window (I'm watching Michael Palin: Sahara, that I recorded on DVR.). I can smoke out here, and my air cleaner cleanses most of the smoke. I also love to burn incense, Nag Champa from my earlier days. The aromas mingle and merge, and I enjoy an occasional glass of brandy or B&B (or Glenmorangie, or 1800 anejo, etc) to pair with the smoke. It's a marvelous enjoyment, in my ripe old 58 years.

Screw you and all the rest of the authoritarian types... You only get one life. Try living your own, and let us live ours the way we wish! Any suggestion that second hand smoke is dangerous, is just plain bravo sierra, and you know it!

Chances are, the air outside where you wish to banish these folk is polluted with diesel fumes, car gases, cow flatulence, and various toxins, and the tobcco smoke is your problem?

Well, if you'd read my entire post, you would have seen that I advocate them moving 15 feet to the right or the left. They will still be under shade and cover. They just won't be making a freakin' cloud for EVERY SINGLE NON-SMOKER to walk through.

As far as the rest, we do in fact have diesel fumes, car gases, and various toxins, but I doubt there's much by way of cow flatulence in the high-rent Galleria area of Houston.

I would also question where the hell you got anything about second-hand smoke from my post, considering I didn't mention it.

"A few years ago, I began smoking cigars. They really stink good. Our main house is a 100 yr old farmhouse. It has an enclosed front porch, with casement windows across. I have it climate controlled, and I can watch the big screen through a glass window in the living room. I have speakers set out here, and my computer is right in front of the window (I'm watching Michael Palin: Sahara, that I recorded on DVR.). I can smoke out here, and my air cleaner cleanses most of the smoke. I also love to burn incense, Nag Champa from my earlier days. The aromas mingle and merge, and I enjoy an occasional glass of brandy or B&B (or Glenmorangie, or 1800 anejo, etc) to pair with the smoke. It's a marvelous enjoyment, in my ripe old 58 years.

I love it!

I have smoked in the "garage" for 39 years, due to the wife's insistence of smoke-free/smell-free inside the house.

My garage, however, is thermostatically controlled on a separate furnace, cable TV-equipped, dual phone-line equipped, network ready, and I run my business from the desk in there via a laptop on the network. Cellphone at hand, it's a beautiful thing, and peace/harmony is maintained with the spouse (however, when our 18-year-old dog passed away a couple years back, she insisted it was due to second-hand smoke, as the dog (two of them now) is my constant "office" companion.....