So last night, we go to see Ken Martin play a show at this hole-in-the-wall "pub" called Barfly. What a tiny, place. Ken plays bass for this John Lennox guy. The show was pretty good. The guy has some nice songs. I even acquired a CD of his and he signed it. I had a good time. Anyway, this isn't the point. The point is the following:
I hate smoke and smokers. Ontario and New York have it right, banning smoking from bars and clubs. I never want to go to these places specifically because of the smoke. My eyes get irritated and I can't breathe. Then, you get home and reek of smoke! How do smokers live with themselves?! Yeesh!