During my time in Japan, I picked up a new habit – smoking. I would let myself have on cigarette per day, and I would save it until the evening. I would sit out on my tanning chair with a cigarette, a Kurt Vonnegut book and “Cafe au lait,” and just enjoy the quiet Japanese evening. The crackling of the cigarette and slowly burning ember are among the things I enjoyed most. As I write this, even, I’m enjoying a clove cigarette. I just accidentally ashed on the floor. Oops. Apparently for the crackling of cigarettes in movies, they use cloves because they’re so much louder. A film-major friend of mine said that the mics can’t pick up that of a normal cigarette. Clove smoke is so much thicker, too. It rises up like a beautiful plume. The taste is toxic. Somehow I’ve always found it satisfying. It’s like breathing poison. Fill my lungs.
On 08.10.08, In hobbies, By Dan
On 10.28.07, In recreation, By Dan
Beer can golf – greatest thing ever. Grab yourself a smoke, some beers, some empties and a blunt object and have yourself a time.
1. Place cigar/cigarette in mouth, ignite.
2. Open yourself the first of your beers and begin consumption.
3. Line up a few empties at a time.
4. Swing away.
5. Repeat ad infinitum or until you run out of time.