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<\/a>Perhaps he was right to some extent, but I think science has proven it can also cause cancer.\u00a0\u00a0 It didn’t matter, we all thought it was bunk.\u00a0\u00a0 But we honored his rules of no cigarettes in the house… even while he filled his apartment with a different smoke.<\/p>\nThe most amusing example of that was when him & his friends planned a ski trip to Mammoth.\u00a0 I went along to try my hand at skiiing and cuz I wanted to have a fun vacation and my brother’s events were always amazing.\u00a0 Even though he’d put the word out I was off limits to date.\u00a0 (So in all our years I only got to play with ONE of his friends. \u00a0 I don’t know who he was protecting me… or his friends!)<\/p>\n
Any way.\u00a0 So this trip was during New Years and we had sooo very much fun.\u00a0\u00a0 One of the most amusing was HOW we ended up ringing in the new year.\u00a0 After a day of power skiing (these guys worked hard, played hard & partied well) we all decided to go to dinner.\u00a0 Not really putting it together that the rest of the town would be doing the same.\u00a0 The wait for a table was about 2 hours.\u00a0 No problem… we all waited in the bar!<\/p>\n
By the time we were seated we were starving!\u00a0 And drunk!\u00a0 And Starving!!\u00a0 We threw our orders at the waitress counting the minutes till she returned.\u00a0 When the food arrived we tore into it like wolves!\u00a0 Ten\u00a0 minutes later we hear this loud noise… like counting.\u00a0 Glancing at each other we reach for glasses and in between mouths of food, barely looking up, we toast in the New Year and go back to our feast!<\/p>\n
Yet on our first night, as everyone is drinking.. (I literally hung by the freezer taking shots of Jagermeister.. yum!)\u00a0 & chatting about their skiing, my sister goes out on the balcony to have a cigarette.\u00a0\u00a0 BUT…\u00a0 she stands in the doorway and is arguing with my brother how its not fair that SHE has to go out in the cold to have a cigarette when the haze from the pot smoke in the room is giving anyone who wants it a contact high!\u00a0 He’s arguing back and we’re all yelling at the two of them…..<\/p>\n
“Who cares!!!\u00a0 Shut the F*cking door!!!\u00a0 Its COLD!!”<\/p>\n
Of course, there were those of us high from the contact & Jager who couldn’t yell cuz we were laughing so hard!!<\/p>\n
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Back when I was in my twenties I was a smoker.\u00a0 So was my sister.\u00a0 But my brother was a non-smoker.\u00a0 A hater non-smoker.\u00a0 But he was also, like so many young, Californian males, a pot smoker.\u00a0\u00a0 And saw no … Continue reading