Books, Books, & More Books March 24, 2007
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Today my Dad is gonna bring over a bookcase for me. This means I must unload and move a current overloaded bookcase to my room and then distribute the books around. I was afraid that one of these books might snag me and then I’ll get nothing done this weekend. Then I came across Huckleberry Finn and said “Oh, Lordy.” Hucklberry Finn is an old favorited of mine and I read it many times as a kid. I had to open it and read a few pages, then it stirred up a memory I had to put up here.
I started smoking when I was a youngster because Huck Finn smoked a corn-cob pipe. It’s true! If it was good enough for Huck, it was good enough for me I figured. I took a copy of this book along with me on some family road-trip when I was 12 or 13 and I picked up a small corn-cob pipe along the way. Probably from a Cracker Barrel restaurant. I don’t remember if I ever used it or not, but it was my intention to do so at any rate.
Well, back to unloading books.
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The Center of the Anomaly 
Enas, it’s never too late to start smoking. What are you waiting for?
I did start smoking. I started sneaking cigs out of other people’s packs and whatnot, when I was 13 or so. I quit about seven years ago, and I have no intention of ever picking it up again.
Now, if I could only put down the crack pipe…
Ah. Somedays I really want to quit. Others, I really like it.
Cigarettes, I mean.
Ah, thanks for the clarification. You don’t strike me as a crack-head though. You have more of a strawberry crystal meth type vibe.