Opening Salvo

For those of you who don't know, I am a smoker who doesn't drink. It's an odd combination and rather a lonely one, too. Every day I'm deluged by messages telling me, "Hey, loser, you picked the wrong addiction." The preponderance of feel-good alcohol advertisements is surpassed only by the ubiquitous no-smoking signs. Ever noticed just how many there are, everywhere? For fun, try counting them. Without going out of your way to find them, see how many turn up in the course of your day. In a typical day in Toronto I could hit a hundred by noon, easy.

Anyway: our hero is fighting back. There are still (miraculously) places in which you can't drink, but have you ever seen a sign indicating such? I haven't either, but I found one using Google image search and added my own little embellishment.

Coming soon: I'm Dry and I'm Proud, the clothing line. No, seriously. If I had the cash and knew a good designer, I'd do it tomorrow.