Admission: I am a smoker
I don’t like that I smoke. I’m sick of smoking. I’m sick of buying them, I’m sick of being one of the people at the bar smoking. It’s conspicuous. It’s expensive. It’s antithetical to my obsession with health and well-being. I eat well, I shop well, I exercise, I try to live my life in general well. Smoking just doesn’t fit in there anywhere.
We have a friend. Who is very into alternative healing methods. A shiny nickel to anyone who can find the youtube video called “Cell Dance”. I haven’t found it, but they made it. Anyway, she wants us to explore acupuncture to help us quit smoking. I’m not sure about this but having tried quitting cold turkey a few times, and thereby knowing how ungodly painful that really is (really. we’re not just wusses, I promise you) I’ll give just about anything that might alleviate the withdrawal symptoms a fair shake, right? Right. Okay. Acupuncture.
Actually, Ashe will probably be at Bucketworks with me. She quit her job and has been working with our for-profit company “The Bucket Brigade”. So would you like to meet us close to somewhere downtown rather than hauling up to RW right away? There’s Mocha, National Eats over by us… or I can go on a “uber-coolness” hunt and find someplace else if those don’t appeal.