cigarette

"Cigarettes are killers that travel in packs."
- Mary Ott.

Ha! Yeah, always a toss-up between those two.

Mm, I don't know the word, but I know the moment. It's hard to say what I miss most, having given up smoking--the comforting ritual and cant of it, or, you know, the drugs :-)

Is there a word for the words one utters, if one's conversation and urge are intertwined, during the process of lighting the cigarette? The muffled lip, the relaxed remove, the leaning easily to the left, or right, to facilitate digging in the pocket for the lighter.... It is an inbetween moment, a smoker’s favorite kind of moment.

Ooooh! Do we get awards?? Trophies? Something shiny? *gazing adoringly at oroboros*

I hereby and hereinafter nominate reesetee and uselessness as Wordie's epitomic, hilariousest standup (er, sit down--unless they stand up at the keyboard?) splendiferous and ridiculicious comics of the year, wait, month, no, week! Yas. I do. *lowers eyelids modestly in anticipation of r. and u.'s relieved and adoring gazes*...

*cough* You guys are all right. :-)

If then that sin stick dwelleth in my maw, I am sick with smoke which sticketh in my craw....

"For that which I do I allow not: for what I would, that do I not; but what I hate, that do I. If then I do that which I would not, I consent unto the law that it is good. Now then it is no more I that do it, but sin that dwelleth in me." (Romans 7:15-17)

...matter of fact, I think I'll have one now....