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Smoking, Women And Online Dating

Sure, I fully understand that smoking isn’t healthy, deadly, in fact. It’s illegal to smoke in an increasing number of places, even cities.

That noted, I don’t give a damn if anyone smokes, anywhere, even in my home. I used to smoke cigarettes, though I don’t any longer, less for health reasons than economic. There are so many taxes on them that it’s like buying tire to by a pack of smokes.

However, I do smoke the occasional cigar. I’d like to smoke more of them, but again I smoke good ones and they’re prices are getting out hand.

With that as a background, I was engaged in a rather extensive email colloquy with a woman on a dating site. It had escalated to a rather high degree of depth and empathy; to a point at which we were planning to talk on the phone. This whole ritual is rather annoying, by the way, especially at my age demographic. It didn’t to matter that I worked for a major newspaper, had two plays produced, poetry published and doctored scripts for several movies and television shows. Just that I smoked and she had no idea what.

But, uh oh, she finally noticed on my profile that I smoked. Last night I got an email from her saying that was a “deal breaker.”  What the hell is that about, really?

Why not say, “I don’t like smoking and if we get together, I don’t want you to smoke around me.” Or, “What do you smoke?”

Hell, I was being honest, and frankly, the woman was simply being eminently parochial, even autocratic to a point. I wonder if I pointed out that I smoke crack or marijuana (probably a poor example as it’s legal in this state, but not yet under Federal law), or opium, it’d alright.

I liked the woman, and given the experiences I’ve had with women, especially my ex-wife, that’s a bit tough for me these days. 

My conclusion is that I’m going to stop looking for companionship in my age range. Younger women, to me, seem much more liberal in their views. Now, if I can only find one who was conceived with the seed of a couple from the Beat Generation, I’d be in cupcakes.

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On the surface, it seems a monumental change this move to Portland, Oregon on almost all levels.

The city’s problems or “issues,” seem of less moment than back in Vegas and its populous appear far more engaged and informed than in that city that vied for last place in education in the nation.

Though known for its wet weather, I suppose I am fortunate. Though it’s rained several days since I’ve been here, it mostly turns pleasant after the morning and for the past two it’s been sunny and warm.

One of the most manifest changes is that I no longer see folks jamming quarters into slot machines daily, a sight one couldn’t miss in Vegas where those machines reside in almost every commercial establishment. It’s quite pleasant to strike up a conversation with someone in saloon where that distraction doesn’t exist.

My home, as I wrote a while, is modest and as perfect as it can be for me, with a large yard for Rex.

That’s it for now.

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Settling Into A New Life

I have found my way to Portland, three weeks ago and it indeed is living up to its reputation with both people and weather, the latter has been showing its face as indigenous for the past few days.

It is comfortable for me here, remarkably so on what seems to be all levels. I am now near family, my youngest son who lives three blocks away and has been a great help as was his brother who handle all the loading driving chores. I live in St. Johns, a small community outside of city. I’m but a few boxes from being without boxes and that’ll be done this weekend. It will then be fully home.

Looking back on Las Vegas, it seems so absurd that I was there for almost a decade. In retrospect, it’s a dreadful city in a dreadful state. There is no soul there.

If you’re wondering about my ex-wife, I’ve not heard from her in nearly six weeks. Few have my new phone numbers and she certainly isn’t one of them. In fact, at this point I don’t think she knows I’ve moved.

I’m still a bit fatigued, so I’m going leave it a that for.

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New Town, New Life

Again, I’ve been remiss in writing for this venue. As it was a promise to myself to do so, I really have no excuse, except a period in which I was moving.

Yes, I’ve done it: No longer in that piece of crap, immature city in a piece of crap immature state, Las Vegas. I am indeed, almost settled in Portland, Oregon. It’s a good thousand miles from there, my ex-wife and all of the drama that goes with her. In fact, I even have a new cell phone number and obviously a new landline, as well as a new address. At this point, as far as I know, she hasn’t a clue as to where I’m living.

I’m also living about four blocks from my youngest son, town that’s close to being Greenwich Village of the 60s and earlier; and not far from where my older son and his wife visit her parents several times a year.

I’ve only been here ten days or so, and I recount the journey to you in the next few days.

In the interim, thanks for continuing to stop by and I hope you continue to do so.

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A Post Of Pharmaceutical (Prescribed) Inanity

It is 2:12 in the morning. It’s taken me a bit time to just write first sentences, such as it is.

A cigaret dangling from my lips I think about the event of the day. Well, there were no events, really. This seems a truly odd comment or post or evacuation of inanity.

As readers know, I’m ill for some time. That has passed, but the remnants of my bout with this ailment are apparently a cough. Now that’s complicated by a possible side effect from blood pressure meds. Without reiterating my odyssey in ailments.

Ah, a cough so bad it pulled all the muscles on my right side rib cage and cracked a rib as well. A couple of weeks ago the ways almost unbearable and the doc prescribed Tramadol. All of the painkillers have nasty side effects…you can look it up.

The cough that caused this has not subsided, but only subsided. I gave a home remedy cough syrup a try, but today went back to over the counter. Every time I could the muscles hurt like hell, but the OTC version of the remedy seems not to be controlling it.

Dear reader, please excuse me, as it it late at night, well, early in the morning and “painkillers” do make one a little nuts.

After days of dread pain in my side, exacerbated by coughing, the side feels better…tonight I just awoke that early hour and thought I’d write something. Rex is more sensible, the stirred a bit and went back to sleep. He is old them I by 7 years, dog years.

Smoking of course is not good for coughing, but I continuing to take a puff now and then.

The perplexing issue is that I have, for the past three or four days, felt remarkably fatigued. I do not know if this stress bouncing of my forthcoming move to Portland, continued concern about an attack by my ex-wife, or simply meds.

Whatever it is, I’ll get it figured out. An acquaintance in the apartment complex asked me if living without a care while being ill made things worse. Absolutely not. I’ve an eye issue and the meds make me less alert. Walking two miles round trip to pick up cough remedies (when I’m not making my own….and the one I have is almost clearly better than I discuss a few ago…and cigarettes. I do really abhor cars.

It is indeed Friday and I am one day closer to moving.

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