I tried to give up smoking earlier this month. Cold-turkey, actually. I lasted five days. All I could think about was how much I wanted to drag off a slender rod of gourmet tobacco manufactured by American Spirit. On that last night, I found myself driving, with pathetic anticipation, across town to the only store open at 11pm. Quitting is for losers, I decided.

Sure, I'll try this quitting-thing again and hopefully succeed. I confess that I eagerly await the glorious day that science, oh science, produces a healthy cigarette that is safe, but satisfying to the lungs. The idea might be mere science-fiction now, but with our rapidly growing technologies, anything is possible.

Those of you in my audience of approximately 5 are most likely scoffing at my terrible habit. Scoff all you like! Each of you has your addictions, I'm sure of it! Not nearly as unhealthy as mine, I'll grant that, but tell me, who among my spectators plays Warcraft in moderation? And can you really quit anytime you like?

Warcraft, its the new 'gateway' drug game.

I'll wager all the tea in China, that Warcraft players have withdrawals and cranky moments where they'd rather be on some mystic quest then at their workstations. My sister gets cranky when she doesn't have peanut butter in the morning. Peanut butter, of all things and she can't seem to get off of it either. While I agree that looking down an empty jar of Adams is sad and disappointing, at least I've never woke up passed out on the floor with peanut butter dried on my face and not known where I've been the night before!

Now that girl has issues!