Once again the government has successfully created a situation where teens who DO want to smoke flavored tobacco products will have to go about obtaining them in a black market … awesome.
The best part about this whole thing is no one knows what a flavored cigarette is. However, when you read the actual ban you can see the end goal is to stop the selling of any kind of flavored tobacco product … or in other words … any product that puts tobacco in your lungs alongside any kind of flavoring. The problem they are having is in their choice of words but they have made it very clear of their intentions.
But do they really think this will prevent teens from smoking?
What we really need to do is a better job educating and creating better role models. Taking away freedoms is a poor means of education. I personally don’t smoke cigarettes altho I may have found a few uses for flavored cigar leaves.
But it’s not even about that. It’s about education and freedom. What about all the adults who enjoyed these products but will no longer be able to obtain them. They won’t quit, I’ll tell you that much.
Back to another 2.5 day work week and I have no idea what’s going on for this weekend. I feel like the more I work the more my friends kind of drift off and do their own thing. I’m not one to take it personally … its just kinda depressing.
But anyways, the one person who would hang out with me Sat night was my good ol friend George. It was an interesting night. Saw some girl I recognized and took a stab at remembering her name … I was way off. At least I tried.
Then there was a fight back inside the bar, which led outside the bar, which apparently kept going because we walked by the kids fighting again on our walk home. Fighting = Immature. Sorry I hate it.
So 20SB Secret Santa came and went. Apparently I’m a crappy Santa but oh well I tried. I ended up ordering something off of Amazon so I could get the most bang for my buck. The problem however is that Amazon’s estimated shipping times are about 6 days off so far. I’ll give it a few more days but I kinda feel bad. Kinda.
The present I received in turn was freakin awesome. It was THE Chuck Norris quote book. I’ve personally never been a big fan of Mr. Norris or that website but that book had me and my friends rolling. So Thank You whoever you are for that special little bit of Christmas awesome.
So now it’s back to work for a couple days and another long weekend. I can’t wait even tho I have no idea what I’m doing yet. Regardless I hope everyone else has a Happy New Year.
PS (Watching Religulous on Christmas eve was awesome)
I pretty much live my life by the motto “What goes around comes around”.
Basically I don’t do anything to other people I wouldn’t want done to myself. If someone else does something to me I don’t like, I turn my other shoulder and see if they’re doing something I like the next day. Everyone gets as many chances as they want.
If you know me at all then you know this isn’t a spiritual thing or some righteous hippie movement. Well OK maybe you might think it was the hippie thing but its not. It just had to do with my view on life. I see people waste their lives away in unconstructive arguments and its just not worth my time.
I do however enjoy a good constructive argument. This is mostly why I love my job … because my boss loves to argue with me.
But my point is that I believe my quality of life is dramatically increased by this lifestyle. Granted I am not perfect, yet, and sometimes life does get the best of me. I am however extremely content with my life choices so far.
So bring it on. You’ll get what’s coming to you and I will move on to bigger better things … hopefully.
I feel like every time I make the trek downstairs to do laundry; the door is locked, the washer is full, or both the washer and dryer are full. This has been a recurring problem not only in this apartment … but everywhere I’ve ever lived. College laundry rooms were always full with kids stuff left over night. The laundromat at camp when I was 16 was always full because everyone did laundry on the same day. Why must the simple chores of a single 20something become harder at everyone elses expense.
Alas, the perils of apartment living. It turns out it’s not just me … and we’ve even developed unspoken rules as to when its okay to interfere with some elses laundry routine.
For example, It’s ok to take stuff out of a dryer if everything seems dry as long as you neatly place it in the basket provided. Taking stuff out of the wash can get touchy.
I’ve also grown accustomed to walking softly and keeping it down after 10pm. I think that’s more just ingrained in me from my childhood. I was never quite able to figure out how I could walk up the stairs any quieter. Whatever … I’m older and wiser now. I just wear thick socks everywhere around the house. I’ve never seen a ninja get yelled at for being to loud walking up the stairs.
So this is my time killer while I wait for the laundry to be done. Crappy part is I have to walk around back of the house to go take it out of the dryer. This is gonna suck in the winter but I guess it’s better than not having one at all.
I find myself repeating myself over and over again when rationalizing the things that I say and do. I usually just wouldn’t give a dam but for my friends and family I’ll repeat myself as many times as they like. For the rest of you I’m making a list of things I can’t stand:
People that don’t have good relationships with their parents. I understand that in some cases there are good reasons to not have relationships. This is more about a girl I know that is a bitch to her mom for no good reason. She is also incredibly spoiled … but ya. I’m a family man.
People that aren’t open minded. This ones simple. I hate people that refuse to step outside of their little safe box.
People that are racist. I’m pretty laid back when it comes to this stuff but people in my family have not been so lucky.
People that try and push religion down other people’s throats. I went to 8 years of christian camp, youth group, bible studies and catacombs by choice. It was a great time in my life but I have since moved past it. Your not going to teach me anything I don’t already know. I choose to have my own beliefs or disbeliefs of my own and you can enjoy the same privilege. Lets keep it that way.
People that think they know everything. Because I know I know everything and that’s all that matters.
People that judge me by my age and appearance. If everyone started judging everyone else by how they presented themselves and their accomplishments we would be a lot better off as a society.
Parents that shelter their children. I was a camp counselor for years and have always loved working with kids. My younger stepbrother is one of the coolest kids I know. A lot of over concerned parents ruin their children’s youth by instilling fear. They do this out of compassion and their own fear but they don’t realize the real danger they’re doing. The odds that something will happen to your child are only decreased by such a microcosm of a percentage that its not ever worth trying to figure out. The truth is that child psychologists believe that your kid is alot less likely to have a normal social life when they grow up do to a lack of basic survival skills we develop in adolescence. Basically… let your kids be kids.
The Police. I know a few cool ones … but they’re about to retire so we’re all screwed. This is just because of my own personal relations with cops up to this point.
It’s time to put realistic laws into effect concerning marijuana policies in Massachusetts. “When you criminalize something that’s not a real crime, you still create a real criminal.” It’s time to give us back some of our basic freedoms and spread the truth about marijuana like:
It’s not toxic enough to kill you
No one has ever died because of a marijuana overdose
Crime wont go up if it is decriminalized (it hasnt gone up in the states where it already is)
So vote yes on Question 2. Don’t let something as stupid as a marijuana possession charge prevent teens from getting into colleges and losing jobs. Stop wasting money on this stupid STUPID war on drugs.
Somehow…. the top news story in People magazine is the fact that Clay Aiken is gay. This is more important than a story about two men who escaped from a burning inferno of death and were forced to slide down a wing of fire and commence “putting each other out”.
I believe it was two years ago when my dad got beat up by cops.
That’s a hell of a way to start a blog post, huh?
So basically they mistook his car for a drug dealers and they searched my father and the car illegally as well as threatened my dads life. They broke two of his ribs, nerve damage in his hands, inflamed neck from choking, and chipped a few teeth. Needless to say I’m not a big fan of police officers after this incident.
So to make a long story short, they tried to slap my dad with a disorderly conduct charge …. because they didn’t find any drugs and they had to charge him with something. Well the cops lost the case and my dad won rather easily.
So this was all two years ago. As of Monday, he’s been going through a series of trials in an attempt to sue the state of Massachusetts, the town of Salem and the officer who beat him up.
Three days in and how does it look? VERY GOOD. I really hope my dad can stick it to the man.
I’ve never been as emotionally distressed as I was the day I found out they did that to my dad. So far we’re looking at 6 figures if this works out. I’d almost be just as content with no money and watching the officer that hurt my father suffer behind bars. But apparently money is the currency of the law and we’ll have to settle.