Warbler said:
Bobby Jay said:
I'm still going to celebrate England winning the World Cup with a Cuban Cigar though. Luckily, that's never gonna happen again.
there are better ways to celebrate a championship than smoking a cancer stick.
There are worse ways.
Anchorhead said:
I find it particularly strange that people only in their twenties smoke. It's no longer a maybe it's bad for you deal.
I've seen a list just like this one at my doctor's office. Very interesting how fast your body starts to recover.
Interestingly, that's the reason my former roommate gave me for why she had smoked when she was younger. According to her, since your body just recovers from it anyway, why not enjoy yourself in your twenties by smoking? I admit I didn't get it. And I suppose that precludes that you will stop at some point...
There is no lingerie in space…
C3PX said: Gaffer is like that hot girl in high school that you think you have a chance with even though she is way out of your league because she is sweet and not a stuck up bitch who pretends you don’t exist… then one day you spot her making out with some skinny twerp, only on second glance you realize it is the goth girl who always sits in the back of class; at that moment it dawns on you why she is never seen hanging off the arm of any of the jocks… and you realize, damn, she really is unobtainable after all. Not that that is going to stop you from dreaming… Only in this case, Gaffer is actually a guy.
Good luck, CSA! : )
When I first read the thread title of this thread, I thought that it was an exhortation lol.
I shall be sorely tempted to refer to Ash as The Good Ole C.S of A from now on :-D
We always knew it would rise again -- from the ashes...
I decided my 19th year that I would change a lot of things in my life, like smoking and my weight, while I wasn't deathly big, I was still pudgy.
I didn't quite lose all the weight I wanted to, but I quit smoking and I cut back on my caffeine consumption.
I also had yellow teeth most of my teenage years. I can now say aside from little spots of mild flurosis, my teeth are as white as porcelain and my breath smells good from the thousands of packs of orbit I have chewed since I quit.
I became quite the health nut when I quit smoking. I am still working on the weight, it is an accomplishment to say I weigh less than I did when I was 15. I also cut back on meat. I will never be a vegan, but meat has become a side.
A man has gotta have a steak once in a while.
"The other versions will disappear. Even the 35 million tapes of Star Wars out there won’t last more than 30 or 40 years. A hundred years from now, the only version of the movie that anyone will remember will be the DVD version [of the Special Edition], and you’ll be able to project it on a 20’ by 40’ screen with perfect quality. I think it’s the director’s prerogative, not the studio’s to go back and reinvent a movie." - George Lucas
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Or his fake steak :-D
Chewtobacca said:
Good luck, CSA! : )
When I first read the thread title of this thread, I thought that it was an exhortation lol.
Thanks!
And I see what you mean, I've added an "I" to the beginning of the thread title to clarify it a bit.
I totally was going to charge in here with a "Fuck you, I'll smoke if I want!"
:P
and I would have replied, "the fuck you will! what about second hand smoke?"
Hypothetical arguments! I love 'em!
Chewtobacca said:
Hypothetical arguments! I love 'em!
YOU WOULDN'T LOVE 'EM IF I WAS SMOKING IN YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW.
(I've never smoked btw)
hew Chewtobacca! put that cigar out! this is a nonsmoking thread!
Bingowings said:
Thanks for reminding me I should be working :-(
TV's Frink said:YOU WOULDN'T LOVE 'EM IF I WAS SMOKING IN YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW.
You're definitely smoking today, Frink!
Gaffer Tape said:
Interestingly, that's the reason my former roommate gave me for why she had smoked when she was younger. According to her, since your body just recovers from it anyway, why not enjoy yourself in your twenties by smoking? I admit I didn't get it. And I suppose that precludes that you will stop at some point...
I go for a full physical every summer - CBC, stress test, EKG, prostate exam, etc. During the last physical, I was talking to my doctor about the smoking info\chart\timeline she has in there. She said a person isn't considered truly a non-risk for smoking-related lung cancer until they've been out of a smoking environment for 15 years.
She said that while it's true that some things start to heal the same day, that there are other things that take your body much longer to repair. That means I wasn't really out of danger until I was 33 years old (moved out when I was 18). Man, that's a sobering thought of what my mother subjected us to. Honestly, that's something I never gave her a pass on. That was selfish on her part. It's fine if she wanted to ignore the dangers for herself, but she ignored them for me also.
keep in mind, twenty years ago, we did not know as much about second hand smoke as we do today.
To live is to risk.
Parents often balance bringing their children up in an area polluted by car fumes against being near a good school or being close to a place with good job prospects so they can financially provide for the their offspring against the possibility that might have a higher crime rate.
Do you deny your children unhealthy food and risk ostracising them from their classmates?
Do you continue to smoke but outdoors and preserve your child's lungs, do you give up and become frighteningly irritable around a child who doesn't necessarily understand or do you puff away regardless?
Good parenting is all about balancing these things out and there can be very little in the way of guidance.
If I were a parent I would be horrified at the infinite possible ways I could be screwing up my children.
Smoking is just one pretty obvious one.
The less obvious ones are frighteningly numerous.
The best reason for anyone to give up is to have your son/daughter ask you to give up because "they don't want you to die"
That was my main reason for giving up in the first place...Sure I've had a relapse, but this time next week I'll be smoke free again....
Even if I don't look cool anymore (Warb....the cool thing is a joke man...Ever see 'Friends'?)
Warbler said:
keep in mind, twenty years ago, we did not know as much about second hand smoke as we do today.
50 years ago - maybe. 20 years ago - people knew. My mother chose to ignore it, just as she did her doctor's advice to not smoke when she was pregnant with us. More times than I can count, I heard her say through the years when recanting her doctor's advice in the 60s - "he warned me not to smoke while I was pregnant - but I did anyway - and you turned out fine".
That was the cavalier attitude I was referring to earlier. Ignore the advice, hope for the best, smile when mentioning she was right and there was nothing to worry about. I never felt terribly sorry for her when she was diagnosed. She'd known the risks for decades and she'd been warned and asked to quit a hundred times over. Instead, she openly ignored the risks and the requests. Her cancer was self-inflicted. But I've always had an issue with her making that same decision for me.
That's why I spent my childhood & teenage years clearing the air in my bedroom. I had to do whatever I could. I did it for the smell, but the air was cleaner by default. I like to think it helped. At least I hope it did.
That's reason #1 why I don't smoke, or at least a big reason. When I spawn my brood of little sluglings, they can live in a smoke-free home.
Yeah, 1991 was hardly the dark ages when it came to knowlege about smoking. That's the time frame in which I grew up, and I was certainly bombarded with information on the dangers of smoking on a near-daily basis.
It's interesting you should say that, Anchorhead, as my mom smoked when she was pregnant with me, too. She always justified it, though, because she never inhaled.
When I was little, my mom would smoke outdoors until nightfall. Then I would banish myself to the back of the house while she smoked in the living room. When I was 11, I got her to quit smoking, but it didn't last very long, so, in order to hide it from me, she would go outside to the patio adjacent to her bedroom. I eventually found out (mostly because my friends would walk by outside and see her), but after that, she always smoked outside. Even after I moved out, she only smokes outside.
There is no lingerie in space…
C3PX said: Gaffer is like that hot girl in high school that you think you have a chance with even though she is way out of your league because she is sweet and not a stuck up bitch who pretends you don’t exist… then one day you spot her making out with some skinny twerp, only on second glance you realize it is the goth girl who always sits in the back of class; at that moment it dawns on you why she is never seen hanging off the arm of any of the jocks… and you realize, damn, she really is unobtainable after all. Not that that is going to stop you from dreaming… Only in this case, Gaffer is actually a guy.
Anchorhead, your mother may have had a cavalier attitude to smoking, my parents did too (though I am a lot older than you by the sound of things) but when I was a kid I was hardly ever indoors when they were smoking.
They were either at work (and boy did they work to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table) or I was outside playing or in the library reading or in school.
It's horrible what you have been through, it's no joke to have a parent die young from anything including cancer (something we have in common) but without her you wouldn't have life at all.
She must left you some redeeming memories?
There are plenty of things all of us do which we maybe shouldn't and that may have an adverse effect on the people around us but that's not the whole person.
When my father was diagnosed I felt awful for him (he was only 49) and for the rest of the family too (most of which did or had smoked at some point in their lives and often with children in the house) because he was my father.
Even to this day I see something or hear something that he would have liked and I want share it with him but he's dead and if he hadn't of died of cancer he could have died of something else just as easily and I'd miss him just the same.
We don't even know if his smoking gave him the cancer in the first place, we have a history of it in the family and it's effected people who didn't smoke.
Whatever you do you will die and you never know when.
It's so important to embrace life and enjoy it and the company of those around you while you can and cherish the good memories.
Use the bad memories as a warning but don't dwell on them and let them poison your finite life.
Bingowings said:
(though I am a lot older than you by the sound of things)
It's horrible what you have been through, it's no joke to have a parent die young
I just have issues with her attitude and selfishness with smoking throughout our lives as kids. I don't care what she did after I moved out. It wasn't my decision to make, nor was I too concerned. I knew how she felt about it.
Other than that, we were close-ish. Maybe not like some parent\child relationships, but we talked on the phone occasionally and I went back to Houston for Christmas most years, when I lived in New York during the 80s. Probably a somewhat average relationship. Not a bad one at all.
She wasn't that young when she died, 66 I think (not 65 as I said earlier).
I'm 49, by the way.
*edit*
Just asked my wife. My mom was 69 when she died. It was 2005. Seems a lot longer ago than that.