Ah, Butt Out!
Woke up this morning to find out that it's apparently the Great American Smoke-Out today, and the ped mall here on Cornell's hilltop is dotted with smoking factoid signs, illuminating the dangers of smoking. I really don't want to smoke a cigarette in the slightest right now, but I really think it would be morbidly funny to pose in front a sign or two while holding a lit smoke.
I don't know about anyone else, but the phrase "Great American Smoke-Out" conjures an image of a big mosh-pit of people lighting up in unison in some public place.
I don't know about anyone else, but the phrase "Great American Smoke-Out" conjures an image of a big mosh-pit of people lighting up in unison in some public place.