tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post3144937719842001001..comments2023-05-24T09:41:52.181-04:00Comments on Running In the Yard Next Door: Up In SmokeCraighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12044041773404411751noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-10623225964218563182015-03-13T13:50:49.101-04:002015-03-13T13:50:49.101-04:00Well you have covered just about everything there ...Well you have covered just about everything there is to know about smoking. Such similar experiences, except unfortunately I was eventually able to get that stuff to my lungs. <br /><br />It is certainly possible that our former President didn't inhale much as yourself, but I kinda doubt it. I also kinda don't care, if never smoking pot was a criteria of being President, we would have a very small pool of candidates to choose from.<br /><br />Terrific post!joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-87175689336106849062012-11-01T03:35:17.907-04:002012-11-01T03:35:17.907-04:00I am quite certain that my father's smoking - ...I am quite certain that my father's smoking - in the house, in the car, in the camper - has contributed to my severe and chronic sinusitis. But I've never actually "blamed" him (to his face, that is) - what good would that do? Now I am just a walking advertisement for allergy medications, of which I take 4 daily and I am "supposed" to get weekly allergy shots. HA! I actually even tried smoking a few times when I was growing up. I grew up in the UP, so I tried a lot of different things (as mentioned in this post: http://jennysuegotmarried.blogspot.com/2012/01/190.html). The only thing that ever happened with most of those things was that I got a slight buzz and then a severe headache. And guess what, I'm allergic to alcohol now, too. I guess I never saw the value of making myself sick over the stuff. . . .Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00281420407748540105noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-21318940303687202692012-04-25T11:52:06.944-04:002012-04-25T11:52:06.944-04:00Xavier - Yeah, my two uncles - Dad's brothers ...<b>Xavier</b> - Yeah, my two uncles - Dad's brothers - were 47 and 58 when they died. Don't know if it was from the smoking, or the typical high-fat farm diet; probably both. But the generation of me and my cousins are considerably less smoky. . .<br /><br /><b>Buck</b> - Of course, I'm mostly being facetious when I bemoan my 'tragically flawed biochemistry'. Not many of us were thinking into our 50s, 60s and beyond, when we were in our teens/20s. And I've noticed that my warnings to that effect directed toward my kids have about the same effect. . .<br /><br />And yeah, curiosity has its limitations. . . ;)Craighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12044041773404411751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-55805139552024326632012-04-25T09:46:54.798-04:002012-04-25T09:46:54.798-04:00Great post, Craig, and I wish to Hell and back I h...Great post, Craig, and I wish to Hell and back I had had your constitution and never "learned" how to smoke. COPD is a bitch, not the least bitchy part of it is that it's a self-inflicted wound. The diagnosis did have one happy effect: I've been off cigarettes for five years now. I still enjoy cigars, though. And I really, rilly DO enjoy them.<br /><br />There are times when I kinda miss that "cosmic" thang, too... but let's not go THERE. <b>;-)</b>Buckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05319116022465066060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-56287136346423067532012-04-24T22:26:18.556-04:002012-04-24T22:26:18.556-04:00I come from several generations of smokers. Fortun...I come from several generations of smokers. Fortunately my Dad's passing in his 40's from lung cancer ended that for all but my cousin who wheezes and coughs himself through life. We don't know much about the generation before my grandparents but grandpa, Dad, and my uncle all were 'done in' by smoking's diseases. <br /><br />A lesson learned the hard way for us.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-54849523231726960782012-04-22T12:10:06.802-04:002012-04-22T12:10:06.802-04:00Schweeney - Yeah, kids have a way of breaking our ...<b>Schweeney</b> - Yeah, kids have a way of breaking our hearts, one way or another, don't they?<br /><br />And listen, don't tell anybody, but there are days when I wish I'd had just a bit less of a sheltered youth. And I do love me some brownies; I've had em with mint baked in, so you know. . . mint is leaves, right?<br /><br />;)Craighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12044041773404411751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-12822478690902037032012-04-21T13:02:39.837-04:002012-04-21T13:02:39.837-04:00My 23 y/o son smokes tobacco and it breaks my hear...My 23 y/o son smokes tobacco and it breaks my heart (and he laid a heavy guilt trip on me to quit when his LaLa died) but the 19 y/o daughter is (at least for now) a health nut crew team member who does not smoke but will (sigh) eat/bake cookies and brownies, if you catch my drift. (haha bit of a crew pun)schweeneynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-72099231787171054932012-04-21T11:32:57.008-04:002012-04-21T11:32:57.008-04:00Thanks for stopping by, Shrinky! I've seen yo...Thanks for stopping by, <b>Shrinky</b>! I've seen you around other places I visit, but it's an honor to have you here. . .<br /><br />Alas, I'm seeing that, at least among some of my kids' generation, the notion of smoking as 'cool' or 'edgy' is making a comeback. . .Craighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12044041773404411751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-2466060216313857702012-04-21T09:55:10.499-04:002012-04-21T09:55:10.499-04:00"Russian Army marching through your mouth&quo..."Russian Army marching through your mouth" Haaaaa, what a great turn of phrase!<br /><br />Yeah, back in the day it seemed smoking was virtually compulsary to be seen as cool. I only quit when we wanted to start a family, but darn it, 18yrs down the line, I stupidly went and re-started again - dumb, dumb, dumb! Glad to say I've learned my lesson, and am happy to toke on my fake ciggie only, thesedays. <br /><br />Great post!Shrinkyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18401403773851253351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-70332049398617320362012-04-17T13:33:00.364-04:002012-04-17T13:33:00.364-04:00Suldog - Thanks; others have already given me assu...<b>Suldog</b> - Thanks; others have already given me assurances that, if and when I so desire, they can have a batch of brownies in my hands in short order (I'm told that the, uh, herbs need to be sauteed in order to release the, uh, buzz-iferous qualities. . .)Craighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12044041773404411751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-54606091282652047142012-04-17T12:55:10.691-04:002012-04-17T12:55:10.691-04:00Really tremendous post, Craig. You know I'm a ...Really tremendous post, Craig. You know I'm a smoker (of many things, all inhaled deeply) and some have been good things and some have been bad things. It's fun to read the experiences of someone who couldn't get past the ridiculous hurdles I labored over to reach the mountainous levels of stupidity I have scaled.<br /><br />(I think I may have mixed a metaphor there, but what the heck.)<br /><br />If I thought you might actually wish to experience that cosmic buzz, I would point out that weed need not be smoked and can, instead, be ingested (and in a mix with some very lovely comestibles, too, such as brownies) but I think you don't really want to try that, so I won't provide any recipes.Suldoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07778845367184916684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-24047668014070743082012-04-17T11:28:02.112-04:002012-04-17T11:28:02.112-04:00Hi, Schweeney!
Guess it's just you, me, Flutt...Hi, <b>Schweeney</b>!<br /><br />Guess it's just you, me, Flutter and the crickets around here. . .<br /><br />I guess that's why they call it 'stoned', eh?Craighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12044041773404411751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-89205961375201176112012-04-16T15:09:00.795-04:002012-04-16T15:09:00.795-04:00Hey Craig. Good story, as usual.
My dad smoked 3(...Hey Craig. Good story, as usual.<br />My dad smoked 3(!) packs a day then went cold turkey when, about 35 years ago, the MD said he was developing COPD. Dad is still kicking at 82 but wheezes. My mother kicked the bucket from lung cancer at 68 over 10 years ago. I smoked about a pack a day for alomst 20 years until about 3 months after Mom died. Thank God for Wellbutrin and the patch (and a loving husband). <br />I inhaled, but couch potato is just about the most perfect phrase ever created to describe me under the influence. Really useless.<br />So you are right. You haven't missed much at all.schweeneynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-85630339171373442012012-04-16T13:35:13.990-04:002012-04-16T13:35:13.990-04:00Flutter - Thanks for stopping by! This'll tea...<b>Flutter</b> - Thanks for stopping by! This'll teach me to write up long posts, I guess. . .<br /><br />It's funny, you know, but I remember the first couple times we vacationed in Canada, back in the 80s, it seemed like WAY more Canadians were smokers, compared with back in the US; 'course, by that time, smoking was pretty well anathematized here. . .<br /><br />And yeah - just the price tag for a pack of smokes will provide a pretty good incentive to quit, won't it? . . .Craighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12044041773404411751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3449788532742031864.post-7562711581697548342012-04-16T01:18:10.598-04:002012-04-16T01:18:10.598-04:00After being raised in one of those smoke-filled fa...After being raised in one of those smoke-filled families, I was never so happy as when my parents quit smoking when I was about 9 yrs old. <br /><br />Just being around cigarette smoke makes my airways clench up in refusal and my head blow up in a migraine. I have to say that it's one vice I have not even remotely been tempted to indulge in. :) And, with the price of cigs over the years, my bank account is thankful!flutterbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17460436620025386593noreply@blogger.com