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At one point I held up my pack of Marlboro Reds and announced, "Would anyone like a cigarette? Wanna step onto the back porch with me and have a cigarette? Anyone?" I had kept them in my freezer for freshness. I got two takers and very much enjoyed the quiet break from an overheated apartment that you get when you're a smoker. Okay, I was just a second-hand smoker, but still it was nice.
Maybe I'll get one of those old-fashioned cigarette cases so I can be a full hostess to all my guests, smoking and non-smoking. Yes, I'm moving backwards against the American trend away from grown up smoking (it's all teenage smokers now, right?), but call me countercultural. I encourage lighting up in my home because I just like the smell of a burning cigarette. Once I have that case, when you come to my place, it'll be like entering the Twilight Zone where it's always 1959-1963.
P. S. My songs are uploaded to CD Baby.com and once they approve the files my digital album will be online and for sale. So it could still be a couple of days, but my blog will be the first to know!