[norton]

"No doubt, homey."

I just love a graceful winner.

Bite M* homey.

What it means is that smokers can generally find a congenial crowd outside...local fave has a great patio that a couple of locals shut down as a jazz venue (more mindless 'my way or else' types) and last time I was on the east coast there were more friendlies outside than in...

says something about the average Matre-De (matra-di, matter-dee, whatever) and the average breathe-not-on-me nazi.

Fact of the matter is, I'll happily step outside to smoke 'cause I'm tired of listening to the typical bar/restaurant drone.

One of my favorite memories of my father was listening to him berate people wearing cologne (pansy) or perfume in public. That man could gag and snort like he was having a true fit....he died at 74 of (get this) a birth defect.

PS lung cancer is quick, think about that while you sit in dialysis and contemplate dementia...Oh, wait, not likely that you could actually contemplate dementia is it?

[ladyjane]

PS lung cancer is quick, think about that while you sit in dialysis and contemplate dementia.

Not quick for the person who has it or that person's friends. Not quick enough. It's bad.

[bk1000]

"PS lung cancer is quick,"

It ain't that quick. I've watched a few suffer that relativly short, fearful death. Take a quarter breath. Take every breath like that. How long before you MUST draw a deep lungful? 3, 4 breaths? Try that for weeks. Breathing is the body's prime directive. Sadly, awareness of this condition deterrs few smokers. A horribly addictive drug. I remember walking out of a hospital from visiting a friend's mom dying of lung cancer. I had to have a cig to calm my nerves in the parking lot. Go figure!