Tag: smoking

Late night, late morning

Happy hour began at 5:30 PM last night and ended with me getting home at 1 AM. In between, we found ourselves at 2 bars, one in Pentagon Row, then other on 23rd street in Crystal City. I had more to drink than I intended, but I stopped drinking alcohol before we left the first bar and drank nothing but Sprite and water thereafter. When I finally got home, I drank an additional two thirds of a liter of water and I felt no deleterious after-effects. I did, however, sleep in this morning, staying in bed until a remarkable (for me) 10:30 AM.

It was a fun evening, but there is one problem with bars in Virginia and that is that they all allow smoking. Aside from the obvious health reasons, I hate this because your clothes wreak of smoke thereafter. And when you spend 6+ hours at said bars, your hair and skin also begin to smell of smoke. When I got home, I tossed my clothes in the laundry (I considered just finishing the job and burning them) and then got into the shower. When you are tired, it’s no fun getting into the shower but I did not want to go to bed smelling like smoke.

When I finally got up, I headed out to get some breakfast. I think I have some yard work to this weekend. The lawn is definitely going to need a mowing. I have other errands to run as well. Fortunately, it’s nice out today and for now, I think I’m going to sit out in the front yard and read for a while.

Smoke gets in your eyes

We had a pretty big turn out at happy hour last night. We headed over to Dr. Dreamo’s around 5:30 PM and I ended up leaving at about 8 PM. I tried some kind of really bitter beer while I was there and I just didn’t like it. But at least I gave it a shot.

Since Dr. Dreamo’s is in Virginia, smoking is still allowed in bars and restaurants. Somehow, I managed to sit at the end of the table where everyone was smoke. I think that was part of the reason I left early. The smoke was beginning to make me feel sick. When I got home, I threw everything I was wearing into the washing machine (even my Yankees jacket) and took a shower to get the smell of smoke off of me. I felt better after that.