Why is it okay to be gay in a bar but not smoke cigarettes in a bar? This is just like the nazis. I'm going to Kell's and when they tell me it's non-smoking I will act confused and remind them that the ban doesn't start until January 1st.
Weird: I just started reading "Good-Bye To All That" -by the great Robert Graves- today.
Marie's in downtown St. Johns will be gittin' my bidness tomorrow night. And I'll say it one more time: I don't see why dives don't get to be smoky, and all the ones that don't want to be don't have to. Just sayin'.
It's the sign of the times I am afraid. That sign says "No Smoking". It begs to ask what the hell is the next thing they are going to ban or limit? I am a non-smoker but I sure hope this does not dilute the nightlife in town. My only reaction to smoking bans have been to drink even less. Just ask me to explain!
Motherfucker.
I think the only proper response is to poor one out for my dead homies. While smoking two or three Camels.
'Tis the end of an era boys n' girls.
Well, Martin. In response to your posting, I am afraid this is only the start of stamping out vices of any kind. While they failed trying to ban drinking with the Prohibition, they will find ways to curtail drinking, maybe Oregon will set "last call" back a couple of hours. Who knows? I may not smoke but I tend to think smoking bans in bars are a joke.
I'm playing my violin... It must be so sad for you all. I'm excited to go to bars again without coming home smelling like a friggin' ashtray and coughing my head off. Sorry, I guess I should be more sensitive. You could always try putting a dick in your mouth to placate your oral fixation. ;-)
I really feel for both sides on this one. In my early 20s I spent so many nights in random dive bars around the city, drinking and smoking/smoking and drinking. Something about the ban makes me sad and yearn for those days. Just went to a bar before christmas that allowed smoking and smelled like shit when I got home. Now that I'm a nonsmoker I was pissed that my nice coat smelled so nasty. But really, there's nothing better than sitting in a dive bar w/a good friend or two, drinking and smoking/smoking and drinking. Sigh.
Marie's in downtown St. Johns will be gittin' my bidness tomorrow night. And I'll say it one more time: I don't see why dives don't get to be smoky, and all the ones that don't want to be don't have to. Just sayin'.
I think the only proper response is to poor one out for my dead homies. While smoking two or three Camels.
'Tis the end of an era boys n' girls.