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OK, I admit it…

By Sam Mooney ⋅ February 20, 2009 ⋅  Email This Post ⋅  Print This Post ⋅ Post a comment

…I’m a smoker.

Hard to believe I’d admit it in public, isn’t it?  Really, anyone who still smokes is an addict and well on the way to become a social pariah.  Soon people will be spitting on me as I walk past.

Someday, I’m sure, one of my attempts to quit smoking will stick.  In the meantime I think there may be a market for smoking dens.  Think opium den without the opium.  Somewhere that I can go with my laptop and sit and write and smoke.

I think there must be something in nicotine that helps me concentrate.  And I need all the help I can get concentrating.  Can you tell that I’m living in a no-smoking environment?  I can go out on to the ‘Juliet’ balcony – read ‘ledge with a railing’ – to have a cigarette but I can’t smoke while I’m working.

Hence the smoking den idea.  Of course it would have to be well ventilated – I may be an addict but I’m not crazy – I don’t want to sit in the middle of all that stinky smoke!  I’d like big windows too so that means it would have be not overlooked.  Wouldn’t want to have to cope with a bust when I was in the middle of writing something.

Other than that, electric outlets for the laptops, some desk space, coffee for the coffee drinkers, diet coke for me, and maybe CBC radio playing in the background.

Hmmm…might be time to get on with the renovations.