Steve is either the best or the worst wing man ever.

I have to admit, I miss cigarettes.  Don’t get me wrong, I know that cigarettes are deadly, and I do not wish that anyone who is conscious of that fact gets themselves hooked by a nicotine addiction again.  I just wish that cigarettes were still a little socially acceptable.

There was never an easier way to meet a stranger than to need or offer a light for a cigarette.  Also, cigarettes were the best hand-prop ever.  You have an actor who’s all hands?  Put a cig in one of them and watch him settle down and start acting with his whole body.

I’m a smoker, and I have no plans to give it up, because I like smoking.  Yes, I know I’m addicted to nicotine.  Yes, smoking will kill me.  I don’t care.  I enjoy smoking; I enjoy the action.  I do not apologize for it, either.  I go out of my way to be courteous with my smoking (if you engage in a potentially detrimental behavior, you should make every reasonable attempt not to burden others with your choices).

Of course, these days, the fact that I smoke at all makes me worse than Hitler.  If I was one of those douchebags who lights up even in places where smoking is strictly prohibited (are they still a thing?) or one of those idiots who thinks an electronic cigarette is an excuse to “light up” wherever I want, I’d understand the animosity.  But, you know what?  If I’m outside, a minimum 25 foot distance from the nearest public entrance to a building, and your danger of “second-hand smoke” is even lower than that noted in the one disproved study that created the idea in the public mind—if that’s the case, then you need to shut the fuck up and leave me alone.

I mean…um…yeah…I miss cigarettes…